"Excuse me," Virginia followed by Clive and Gallows entered the local Inn. "Have you seen Mrs. Enduro today? Faluna? Or maybe her two boys or the butler?"

The Innkeeper stared at her. "Enduro?"

"Yeah, they own the home outside town."

"I know that!" He replied insulted. The three were relieved at that much. "A sad thing. What happened there ten years ago."

Ten years ago? The same time roughly that the Yggdrasil System was initiated and Filgaia became desert and everyone lost memories of the previous Filgaia. They do not know that of course. "What happened, ten years ago?"

"Well, I think it was after Jet died. Elliot had left and it was mainly Clyde and his family living there. Him and his wife, the two kids."

"What happened?"

"Well, they died. Not Clyde though, no, that's the sad part."

Virginia let out a gasp and covered her mouth. The other two stared on intently. "Now, is that true?" Gallows inquired. "I saw Faluna and the two kids yesterday. They were here yesterday! Right out there in that-" Gallows looked out the window. "…house."

"A pity too, the home. It had become a haunt."

"But we were just there, and it was a beautiful mansion!" Virginia protested.

"No, it wasn't." Gallows confirmed. Look." He pointed out the window where the home was visible. An old roof with holes and parts missing was visible from town. "What's going on here?"

"You said, Clyde did not die?" Clive wondered.

"Yeah, it was sad." The Innkeeper went to washing some mugs.

"Virginia, something is up. I suggest we form some sort of plan. We must find out more on this." Clive turned to the girl.

She looked like a man was about to kill her. Like she had seen a ghost. "Jet! What about Jet? We have to find him first! I don't…want him to die."

"You're right." Clive replied. He looked to Gallows.

Gallows nodded. "That punk is like a brother to me. We better find him a-okay when we get there or I'll have to kill him ten times over."

"Let's go! Where is he?" Virginia said in a nauseous scramble back and forth.

"Where does Clyde normally hang out?" Clive asked to the Innkeeper.

"He and some of his other scientists hang around in that ruin just a bit aways. You should have no trouble finding them."

In the same ruins, were Clyde and Mae as they watched over the man who is currently known as Jet. "So, how much longer will we have to wait to pick up where our formers left off in such a disgrace?" She wondered.

"Not much longer." Clyde noted as he looked at a machine. "The Filgaia Sample will be able to be used in time. We will complete our goal. Do not become impatient."

"We are about to complete what the last Council of Seven could not do Clyde. What your father could not. All we needed was Adam, and he's ours now. Of course I'm impatient." She protested.

"Yes, sadly we had to alter the original plans. We can not rejuvenate this planet." Clyde noted grimly. He did not like that fact. "Many people will be killed."

"But, there will be new life, Clyde."

"I'm aware of that." He replied. Benjamin entered the room.

"A new Filgaia. One that was not tainted by science. By the sins. We will create a new Filgaia and kill this one off." He explained to the two. "Something this big will of course take time. There's no doubt."

Tom Wolfcastle burst into the room in a panic. "Enduro! The power to the hologram machine has shorted due to this, project of yours."

"The holograms?" Clyde wondered. "That is not good at all. By now those foolish Drifters have found out everything I would bet. These are the people who killed three members of the previous council even after the acquirement of the information from Hyades." He noted. "We must be careful. I want you all to go and prepare for their arrival."

"What about you?" Mae wondered.

"I…have my work here. I must complete this before they get here." He turned to the tube Jet sits in. The two others leave the dark room. "Filgaia will have to die, to give birth to new life that will ever have a chance, Adam. You will do this for me, won't you? You will! You bastard! You look like my brother!" He pounded on the glass. "You think you can so easily get away with everything you've done? You stole who my brother was. His body. His image. And, you are responsible for the death of father. Yes, only you." He returned to the controls. "My fool of a father. To desire such things."

"Did you hear something?" Jet wondered.

The true Jet looked to him. "Hear something?"

"Yeah, I thought I did. I felt something too. Something powerful. Emotions?"

"Why are you here?"

"Me? I told you, to find who I am."

"You do not need to be here to do that. You could have simply stayed with your friends and have done that."

"Your brother, told me to do this. He said it would help me."

"Clyde?"

"Yeah."

"Then, you must not be here!" He protested.

"Why not?"

"Clyde and my father were opposites. They worked for opposite goals. They each were scientists, and they each had their own stratagem to return Filgaia to verdue. Clyde's was, to start over."

"Start over?" Jet questioned. "What do you mean?"

"My father, and the others of the council, believed in the Yggdrasil and the rejuvenation of the planet. Sadly, you know the outcome."

"So, what does Clyde want?"

"He wants to destroy the existing Filgaia and recreate a new one through your memories of Filgaia. From your essence, which is Filgaia. I have been watching the events of the world. Through you Jet. And, I recall the battle you had with Nega-Filgaia, do you?"

"It's , sort of hard to forget."

"Well, that being, was growing into the planet Beatrice wanted. It was a living soul. You are the opposite of Nega-Filgaia."

"What?"

"Not exactly, you are more like the clone of the opposite. You are Filgaia, and you are not. And, affecting you, will effect Filgaia."

"So, he's going to destroy Filgaia through me? Then he will use my memories and attributes to create his own Filgaia?" Jet wondered in outrage. "Pheh, than all I have to do is wake up and get out of this thing."

"You can't."

"I can!" Jet wrestled, but could not. He could not free himself from this place. "It's like, who I am here, is separate from my body!"

"Is that you, Jet?" A voice echoed. Jet looked that way, and the original Jet did as well. Another boy that looked like them walked up. "Is this, us?"

"Yes, this is the Filgaia Sample." The original Jet replied.

"Who are you?" Jet asked with shaken nerves.

"Me? I'm Adam Kadmon."