Outside the manor, was a graveyard. Some people have a garden outside, some people have a fountain, and some just don't have anything. But apparently, Helheim residents like to have giant graveyards in front of their homes. And the back too.

The yard was like the Hall of Madness, it went on forever. The soil was a pale purple with a thin fog on the ground, and some in the air. Tombstones stuck up everywhere, some were cracked, some were neatly place, and some where completely uprooted and destroyed. The beautiful music in the background was the wail and moans of reanimated corpses which were walking around mindlessly dressed in full battle armor.

Yep, you read that right.

And we were having tea right in the middle of it. Served by a skeleton butler named Philips...

"Rai? Why haven't you touched your tea?" Hel-as she introduce herself said with a confuse look. I tore my eyes away from the two decaying bodies fighting to look at her with a deadpan look.

"Everyone here is DEAD. The butler is a SKELETON. THIS WHOLE LAND IS A GRAVEYARD!" I screeched with wide eyes. I was sure I was the only one with a beating heart that was about to give out from the shock.

Hel only waved it off and sipped her tea like this wasn't a very concerning issue.

"Get use to it. You'll be coming here more often." she said.

"What?"

Putting the cup down her looked at me with hard eyes.

"Rai, how long have you had a voice in your head?" how did she know about that? I gulped and thought back.

"I think since I was ten?"

"Have you ever wondered why or even how?"

"Of course..."

"What's an alchemist?" she asked as Philips placed cookies on the table. How many people can say they ever seen that before?

"A human that can do magic?" I asked. That's what it is.. But I was doubting it. Why? My life was centered on it I should know what it is!

Hel simply blinked wide-eyed, place her cup down again and laughed. Laughed like that was the funniest thing ever.

So that wasn't it? I gulped. Oh boy, something tells me something bad is about to happen... Anyone else seeing London in flames?

After coming down from her fit she said "THAT'S what he wrote? Father I would be sad if it wasn't so funny."

I didn't understand what she was talking about.

"Dear, An Alchemist is A vessel!" she stated still laughing a bit.

I scoffed and crossed my arms. "Yeah right. A vessel for what?"

"The Higher Plane dwellers." she said glaring.

"Yeah... I think I would know if I as a 'vessel of Higher Plane dwellers." I laughed at the idea. Seriously it would be quite obvious if I was! Hel still glared at me as I laughed.

"Why wouldn't you believe it?"

"Because... It's ridicules!"

"But humans doing 'magic' aren't?"

Okay she got me there. Humans doing magic does sound stupid coming out another person's mouth (especially when they have a graveyard). But a vessel? For Higher Plane dwellers or something? That's just stupid.

Clearing my throat I asked "And who would be a Higher Plane dwellers?"

"Demons, ghost, gods and goddesses." Hel said plainly smirking. "I myself am a goddess."

Oh crap.

"W-why d-do they need vessels?" I asked scooting my chair back a bit but the ground made that loud scratching sound that lets everyone know you're trying to move away from them.

"Many reasons. Zeus uses them for his entertainment, Mars uses them to start wars, and Demons uses them to defend territory. I know Artemis uses them to dispatch demons." she said looking up.

I nodded. "So the vessels are a-"

"Nope! They possess that Alchemist for a while." Hel interrupted.

Damn... "How?" because I really need to know how.

"Very simple. Just do it. You see, an Alchemist soul is very weak compare to common human so the Alchemist can have two or more souls. Example if you're possessed by a demon, you can also have a very weak ghost... Although most Higher refuses to share the body."

"So... It's-"

"Oh no! It's very dangerous be a vessel! If you had let me finish I would've kept going. Like I was saying before I was interrupted, the vessel becomes use to having two souls without even knowing that once the Higher leaves, the body weakens along with the original soul from relaying on the other so heavily. The Alchemist can die from that."

"But what-"

"The original soul weakens faster as they grow so of course as children they have enough energy until their teen years when it just goes downhill."

HOW DID SHE KNOW WHAT I WAS ABOUT TO SAY?! I blinked at her and all that information.

"Basically, an Alchemist soul is crap so Higher uses that as an advantage to do what they want?"

"Precisely!"

Okay... That is just freaky. So here comes the big question.

"Am I possessed?"

Hel nodded. "You're special so we're... Reserving you for Loki once he completely breaks free. Only a small piece of his soul is in you. My brothers regularly switch with him as not to raise suspicion in his prison." she said with a smile that sent chills down my spine. Is there anything more weird than being possessed, then told you have 3 souls! I looked down at my hands. They were shaking and pale. What could I expect though?

Sucking in air I looked at Hel. "Why am I here?" in the distance I could hear a loud bell ring slowly.

"Out of time it seems." Hel sighed and clapped her hands chanting something under her breath.

"Wait I-"

Before I could finish I was back in the dream this time looking at two metal doors.