Schala awoke a few hours later, with the sun somewhat beaming in through the stained glass windows. She sighed, holding a hand to her eyes as the light shone right in her face. Schala groggily made her way to door Flea had come and left through just a few hours earlier.

As she stepped out of the chamber, into a long hallway, the strong, pleasant scent of breakfast sausages seeped from downstairs. With anticipation, she made her way down a gothic-themed flight of stairs and made her way into the room containing the source of the delicious scent.

It was amazing. Left and right, little green and blue imps were hard at work cooking a breakfast fit for royalty. Suddenly, a familiar feminine voice spoke into her ear. "I hope you have a big appetite this morning, Schala." Schala jumped in surprise, seeing Flea behind her, who chuckled. "Sleep well, I hope?" he asked.

Schala, still alert from the sudden surprise, nodded. "Yes, I feel a lot better, to be honest." she said with a slight smile, but full of nervousness. Flea chuckled. "Please, follow me darling." he said softly, gliding away, Schala following closely behind.

As large double doors creaked open before them, a large dining hall came into view. Schala's face lit up with a mix of shock and joy. "Oh my… not even the palace had a dining hall of this magnitude!" she exclaimed. Flea glanced to her. "Palace? Ah… so you must be royalty. Those robes -did- look rather… noble." he said with a grin.

Schala blushed. "I'd prefer not having my laundry scrutinized, if you wouldn't mind." she stated as she sat down in front of a large feast. She ate bit by bit, soon feeling stuffed after having one and a half flapjacks, and two sausages which she used her napkin to absorb all the fatty oil. If there's one thing she couldn't stand, it was food dripping with fat.

As she proceeded out of the kitchen, she gripped her stomach. "I… think I ate too much… Ugh…." she uttered, falling to her knees. Flea suddenly swooped over to her in surprise. "Oh my… she passed out! Well… I should take her to bed again…"

"Schala…" a calm voice said. Schala felt unusual, opening her eyes and seeing nothing but darkness. "Schala! Do you dare disobey me?" the voice demanded. Schala looked around, then in front of her, seeing an apparition of her mother. "What a pathetic excuse for a daughter! Putting yourself before your kingdom…. Pitiful!" the apparition said in a sort of reverberation.

"M-Mother?" she said, confused. Another apparition appeared. "Sis!" the smaller apparition said. "J-Janus? What's going on? Where are we?" Queen Zeal growled. "So help me Schala, if you do not assist me, your brother will pay!" Schala was now fully alert. "No! Leave Janus out of this! It's me who's at fault, not him!"

"Questioning my authority? That does it!" Zeal exclaimed before lifting Janus up as he shrieked in fright before exploding into light. At that moment, Schala looked onward in disbelief. "You… killed…. Janus…" She fell to her knees. "Your own son… my best friend… my brother… you killed…" she muttered, sobbing uncontrollably.

But her sadness soon mutated into something… more… Schala suddenly stopped crying and stood up, a cold vengeance filling her eyes. "I shall no longer shackle myself to you, monster…" she said in a cold tone. "Your end is here… now… and by my hand!" Dark energies deep within her now irradiated from her, engulfing the light of her soul.

"Die…" she said coldly, as her mother's apparition exploded into shadow. Schala looked at her hands, feeling a new dark power within her. "This… came from within me…? Yes… I can feel it… My limitations have been lifted…" She closed her eyes calmly, feeling this energy surge through her.

"I am… reborn!" she exclaimed, opening her eyes as a wave of shadow energy burst from within her. In the waking world, the citadel began to rumble as Schala sat up in bed, her energies making the very foundation of the citadel tremble. "Schala!" Flea cried out before Schala stuck her hand out, restraining him as if an invisible force had gripped him.

"We have a lot of work to do…" Schala stated. "Steel yourself, Flea… You've seen nothing yet!"