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Tomorrow. Tomorrow either brings a benefit of happiness or death, yet it still depends on our actions today. His actions will soon open the dawn of the worlds new tomorrow for the race that has passed will become anew.



**490 years later**

"But why?" Prince Xellos questioned looking up at his mother. She took a sip from her goblet and peered down at her son.

"Because I said so. Really I see now harm going to your grandparents and Rezo's cabin, for a bit." She said in a sly tone. Xellos frowned.

"Tomorrow is my birthday, why can't I stay here in the palace." He growled. Queen Xellas looked at him sharply making him wince.

"You shall not be speaking to me in that tone young man. Plus you know our kingdom of X'tushia is going through hard times. It will be safer for you to be there. I've arranged for your friends to come Lina Inverse, Gourry Gabriev, Zelgadis and crown princess of Saillune will be coming and the rest of them." She yawned. Xellos crossed his arms.

"Fine. I'll teleport right now to the cabin if that will suit you, mother." He hissed the last part and teleported out of sight. Xellas smiled and took another swig from her goblet.

"Good boy." She whispered. Xellas looked to right of her. 'You can come out now, old friend." She said as purple haired woman in waitress outfit stepped out of the shadows. The woman chuckled.

"So, trouble in paradise?" she asked obviously hearing Xellos' reaction. Xellas smiled and got up from her throne to approach the young woman.

"Yes, he was a little bit how should I put this, pissed." Xellas chuckled. "So, how has these 200 years been to you Luna." Xellas asked. Luna smiled and sunk her head.

"Very crappy. Being the Cepheid Knight when the greatest amount of his believers the dragon race have been annihilated the job has been kind of slow. And people don't even tip me 50% anymore." She sighed. Xellas raised her eyebrow.

"Isn't it 15%?" she asked. Luna rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, I choose to ignore that." She chirped. Luna smirked. "So, it will begin tomorrow won't it that's why you sent him right?" Luna whispered. Xellas nodded her head.

"Yes, at least with all those visions he's been seeing." She replied. Xellas stared at her hands and looked at her blood red wine. "Tomorrow, I hope will either be the better of us rather than complete death and destruction." She growled. Luna looked at her and smirked.

"How, true." She said.

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Xellos had teleported to his grandparents and Rezo's cabin, totally shocking his grandma. "Xel, I never knew you were going to come here so fast." She gasped. Xellos merely grunted. His grandpa came from the kitchen and smiled at him.

"Hey, Xel. How do you like the new remodelling." His grandpa asked. Xellos looked around the cabin it was sure a lot bigger and looked like it could house 50 people. But Xellos was still too angry to comment so he merely shrugged. His grandpa smiled at him. "You must be tired Xel, why don't you go and sleep for now. It's your 500th birthday tomorrow." His grandpa piped. Xellos nodded his head and went up the stairs he made sure he would apologize for his behaviour in the morning. His grandma smiled to him.

"Have a goodnight sleep, Xel." She said as he trudged up the stairs. Xellos only grunted and went up to the attic, which was his room.

"I guess Rezo and Zelgadis are both in Saillune." He whispered to himself looking out the window. Gazing upon the scenery: trees, lake, and the shrine he was forbidden to go by. "Looks like it used to be a cave. Why'd Rezo and grandpa turn it into a shrine?" he wondered as he fell upon his straw bed. Xellos looked at the ceiling and sighed. "What's wrong with me why am I being such a bastard. Could it be because of those visions of that shrine and that mysterious figure?" he questioned. Xellos scratched his head.

"I have to get my ass to that shrine tomorrow. It's like it's calling me or something," the prince said turning to lie on his side. Xellos pulled the covers up against and his eyes started to droop.

"Tomorrow...I'll get my answers tomorrow." He said as he trailed off to sleep. The visions of the shrine and mysterious figure return to haunting him for the last time.

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The plot is slowly unfolding but it's getting there. Bye