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Chapter Six: Mind's Eye

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Phil was walking alone along the road from Tolbi in the middle of the night. Ever since the falling of Garet, he had separated himself in search of inner peace, which he was too disturbed to see at that time. He knew where he was going, and when he was goin to get there, but he was still blinded...he couldn't think right at that time. Besides seeing his leader bleed to death, another, more beautiful image filled his mind's eye. The lavender haired Rita filled his vision, and he missed her severely. Ever since they were young Adepts had he loved her so much.

Normally, Phil showed a tough, rocky exterior. Rita was his soft spot, and just the fear of having her die was insurmountably large. How two people who are so different love each other so much puzzled their friends, seeing as how Phil would be stereotyped as 'evil or 'satan-worshipper' because of his Dark Psynergies, and Rita would be the golden, ideal child. He was driven from his town by the local church group, claiming he was sending the town to Hell little by little, all due to small accidents around the city. It was never really his fault. Everyone was just too blind to see that he was in fact, trying to prevent these mishappenings. Rita was the only one who ever saw through the church's accusations. She knew Phil for who he really was, a quiet and sweet man. Rita later left town after being accused of being a witch, and headed for Orimali. Phil, however, went south to Kirbia...

But after living on the road for so long, Phil became a shadow of his former self...he was enclosed in a personal shell, one that he couldn't cast aside...the only way for him to set his old fears aside would be to go home and prove he wasn't a creature of evil, he wasn't the bane of human existence. But what he really wanted was the thing that'd help him through all of this. And that was Rita. The only way to get her back to help him would be to prove he was for real...

All the while, he never noticed the truck coming up behind him.

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