Disclaimer: I do not own any/ all characters featured in this segment. I rent.

Another poem? I thought I was done! Well, Zane's not dead, see. Even though it's a little sad, how the geniuses behind the series are portraying him, I'm just happy he's alive.

I'm aware that Zane may not be the most poetic rhyme on the record, so to speak. But God, did he have much to say, and that's really rare! Or was it just me?

Must I always refer to mythology?

"KAISER PASSES THE REINS: A REVELATION"

I wake to the gentle hand of the Sea,

Prodding in the way a mother would, me.

Am I in Heaven? Am I in Hell?

Do I still hold the Breath of Life? I cannot tell...

Seems that I live after all,

Though I can't understand why you broke my fall.

I've nothing left to offer you,

A blind man will see this is true...

Just like the Shadow from which you were spawned,

Your hunger for strength grows with every battle won.

For you, evolution knows no boundaries,

If only that was the same for me...

Thought I could be the one

To grab the reins and drive like the Sun.

But when you flirt with Fire, you'll always be consumed,

Especially when you're less worthy than you assumed...

I bathed in honey-sweet light, glowing at the top,

But even at that peak, you refused to stop.

One gruesome jerk, one angry bellow,

And I plunge into the tumultuous rivers below...

Perhaps I wasn't completely forsaken,

For I was pulled out to shore before I could be taken.

But the burns you left on this soul remain,

Words engraved in my chest, throbbing in pain:

"What we hunt for is a skillful hand

To keep us burning into that infinite land.

"It's out of your grasp, no matter how high you stumble,

For once you reach the top, you can only tumble..."

Now my brother, the runt with the sad eyes in glasses,

When I left him, he was behind in all his classes.

I look at him again, struck by surprise:

He is not the runt I'd harshly recognize.

He stands so much taller, fighting with pride,

No more guardian behind which to hide.

So much potential, yet without a clue,

Too gentle to realize what he's destined to do...

I witness his struggle, fighting my fight,

Wondering whether what I'm seeing is right:

Nip him for more, boil the blood in his veins,

He winces, but keeps a hold of the reins.

Marching you forward, the victory he'll catch,

Could it be that I have met my match?

"Do you recall those old, lost days,

You were both whelps, lost in your childish ways?

"He'd give chase, but he'd never reach you,

As gold replaced red, as black replaced blue.

"But the time has come, and we've found another,

Though it's not too late to learn from each other.

"Pick up the pieces, keep with the pace,

As it's your turn now, to make the chase..."

With a sad soft smile, your words I won't forget,

The road ahead will be rough, but there's hope for me yet.

The greatest revelation since my voyage through Hell:

Little brother's growing, maybe I can, as well?

Staring into his eyes, shimmering with tears,

I just tell him this, assuring and clear:

"The Dragons chose you to be their master,

You're moving along in Life, faster and faster.

"I will start over, begin fresh and new,

And we will go together, I will follow you."

I hear you purr in the hands of the chosen one:

I am like Phaeton, but he will be the Sun...

NOW I think that's the end! That is, until another traumatic Kaiser-related event occurs.

This was still lame, wasn't it?