Death wasn't as final as I had imagined it would be, although, I guess that could be Furia's doing. Instead, as my life ebbed away, I was thrust into some sort of...purgatory, I guess is what it is. From the moment I was sent here, I could sense Lady Ianite, even though I couldn't see her. What I could see, though, were the lands and people I had left behind. All I could do was stare helplessly as I watched my dear brother and Sparklez confronted Furia, fueled by grief and rage. I could practically feel the emotion pulsing from Sparklez as he screamed at Furia, and the broken look in both of their eyes destroyed me. In those moments I wanted to wail out my sorrows beside them. They couldn't here me cry alongside them, though. So, RedBeard wreaked his vengeance and slew Furia, but I felt no satisfaction as my killers body disappeared. He wasn't gone for good, after all, and I was still trapped in this void. No...I would only be happy again when I was reunited with those I loved.
So I sat and waited as weeks passed and my friends grieved, and then grew strong in their sorrows, and then set to work trying to save Lady Ianite and myself. Sometimes, in between the lonely hours I spent gazing at my former home, I would speak to my Lady. The main topic of conversation was our impending rescue. Lady Ianite had such faith in Sparklez and his friends, even though she had been trapped here for so long, but I had my doubts. Not about Sparklez, of course, for I knew he would do everything in his power to save, but about Syn and Dianite. The darker god would never let my Lady and I return without some sort of confrontation, and it was obvious that if it came down to that, that Syn would be on his side. For all they knew, Syn could have been plotting against them from the very beginning.
Even now I can see him doing things. Not necessarily evil things, or things that could be considered treason, but just little things that slowed the progress of our return and caused problems with the others. I watched in distaste as he stole Jardon's Rose, and was relieved when Sparklez stole it back and took his own revenge too. These antics at least gave me a feeling of something close to happiness and amusement. It made me feel like nothing had changed, and I longed to be home beside them even more. Now my face has frozen, and I'm unable to move as I watch Syn throw Jardon's Rose, my last gift to my precious lover, into the lava. My heart feels like a something has been thrust into it as I watch the last petal go up in flames. It takes me a couple of moments that something is wrong, that something definitely felt different as the Rose burned. I lifted my tingling hands and discovered, to my horror, that my skin had turned pale, and was flecked with gray and green. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I had been here for quite awhile and my body had remained as fresh as the day I died, but now I could've sworn that my flesh was rotting before my eyes.
"Lady Ianite, what is happening?"
My cry was laced with fear and I scarcely recognized my own voice, it was so distorted with terror. There was no response. Instead I was swamped with feelings of regret and sorrow, and I vaguely wondered if I was sensing my Lady's emotions. Without wisdom from my God to guide my terrified mind, I could only come to one confusion; This had happened because Jardon's Rose burned. This startling thought crushed me and now I watched my friends with a deep foreboding, dreading the day that they rescued us. Lady Ianite would be restored to her heavenly body; but what would happen to me?