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Finally, Arc and I were about to leave again to a new adventure. Still, my deepest concern was if the both our dreams will come true. If it does, then I'm sure I'll arrive outside Death's door. Overall, there's no way I will let the Cloud of Darkness fulfill her most wanted wish. Arc was the first one to get inside the Invincible. Once he steps inside, he sits down on one of the beds and starts reading. Child of Light and Darkness was the book's title, and it was an odd title for a book. The cover was black, and it had delicate white patterns over the dark color.

"Who gave you that book?" I asked him. He ignores me and my question. The world written within the pages transported him into a new place where he can only see the words carry his mind away from reality. "Arc, must I repeat myself? Who gave you the book and when?" For the second time, he ignores me. I question him for the third time, also snatching the piece of work out of his hands. He, at last, looks at me and speaks up.

"My mother gave it to me, just only a few days ago. It was the day when I was first getting that nightmare. I've been getting that dream for days already." I hear his answer while flipping through the pages: they consist of an unknown language and ancient pictures of different wars, leaders, and sacrifices. Why will Arc read something like this…even if it's not a language he knows, I thought to myself. I hand the book back to him. "Thank you, Ingus." He resumes back to reading. After thinking back about the title of the book and the contents, the two don't seem to mix together; it had nothing to do with the light and darkness that occurs out there.

"…Your mother? But I thought that she was dead. Cid said that we were the only survivors other than him. How can she still be alive?"

"That's something I cannot say." Once again, he's toying with his coat. I couldn't get answers this way, so I decide to leave him alone and figure out what he's thinking of. I start the airship and made our way off the border of the floating continent. We made our way back to the Crystal Tower, but as we were halfway there, I then received a strange vision flash before my eyes. The moment lasted only for fifteen seconds, and I seemed to run the Invincible into an incoming row of mountains. The airship rocked around violently, and I was thrown off balance and hit my head on one of the columns and fall unconscious…

The vision and the unconscious space…

I woke up at a strange kingdom…the people dressed as white mages, devouts or anything else. The one thing that was noticed that there are no black mages, maguses, or dark knights. The kingdom was snowy, but was suitable for walking, for the snow was not too deep. The villagers were all staring at me for a reason, but they were muttering words like, "It's the prince…" or "Ingus has returned home…" How can these people know me without even knowing me in the first place? And…what do they mean by "prince"? I was lost in thought; am I in the past, or in another dimension?

"Brother! You've come back home! Follow me to the castle; mother and father are waiting for you!" A girl shouts out to me. She, too, reminds me of Sara: blond, long hair, blue eyes, but was one year younger than me. I had no choice, do I, I ask myself.

"O…Okay! I'm coming…!" I follow her to a white castle, blue and red flags waving proudly. At the entrance were two adults: a king and a queen. "Who are you, and where am I?" I pardoned them. They just smile and hug me tightly. I don't know them, but something seems very…familiar about them…

"You've come back to us, our dear son. We'll explain everything. I'm the queen of this kingdom, referred to the Light Kingdom. Also, I'm your mother. Your father is the king, and this is your dear sister, also a princess. You are our prince, Ingus. I understand that this is a lot to take in, but please bear with us…?"

"But it's impossible! You can't be alive; you were aboard Cid's airship…and it crashed. He said that I and three others were the only survivors other than him. You can't be alive, ma'am!" I escape from the rulers' grasp and run out into the remainder of the village. Still, the people were staring at me with wide eyes…I can't be a prince… I only serve, not rule.

"And what do you think you're doing?" My sister asks me.

"I'm going back to my world. This is a mirage to me; it's not real…" I answer her question, but what was past the kingdom was a gate…and past it was the cosmos…The World of Darkness.

"I wouldn't think on leaving. Our kingdom and the Dark Kingdom are fierce rivals. For protection, we have a gate to keep the enemy out. They long to destroy us all, and especially…you…" Now, this is taking me back to my dream…

"Why do the foes want to erase me from the heirloom? Can they slay anyone else?"

"They can, but there's something…special about you. You hold something that we can't, and it's a want by their ruler: the Cloud of Darkness…" If it's her, then it would be my light.

"Please, tell me more, sister! I don't understand all of this; you must tell me everything…!"

Present day…

"…Tell me!" I woke up in one of the four beds, shocked and exhausted. Arc was sitting next to me, reading the same book again. My head hurts really badly, so I guess I can't do any training.

"Ingus, are you okay? I heard you talking in your sleep, so I woke you up. You were saying things like the 'Light Kingdom' and that someone 'wants something from you'. Can you tell me what were you talking about?" Once again, it was a dream…a reminiscent dream of my past.

"…Not today, Arc. I need to rethink…some more…" And just like that, I fell asleep again…

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