Disclaimer: I don't own golden sun. Just a golden ring. It doesn't boost my elemental strength though...

(A/N): Sorry for not updating before. On monday the 14th (That'd be this monday) The university starts a new term. Of course, that meant paperwork for weeks, tests, psychological stuff and whatnot. For those of you who are in college, you know what that means.

Anyway, today we'll se the start of a new muse: Saturos!

Saturos: Yeah, He strong-armed me into...

Me: Shut up.

And this chapter will be a little different, since we (well you) will be seeing the action from the Demon's POV. Oh, and for those who don't notice troughout the Chapter, the girl is going insane. Oops, that's a spoiler. On with the show!

Episode 17 - The Other Side.

There was a dark tower in Eastern Osenia, where hundreds of people from all corners of Weyard where slaved. It was not only a tower. It was the most terrifying corner of the world, for all around it the presence of the Demons was felt. A dark aura filled the air, and the poisonous fumes that came from the ventilation shafts only made it far more terrible.

It was in this tower that the dark lord of the demons received his 'offerings' and it was here as well that the three demon generals kept their respective headquarters.

The tower itself was built as a maze, and it's walls were imbued with insanity and despair, making any attempt to escape not only impossible, but horrible for those that tried. They'd rather die working, or sacrificed someday, than to keep living, but seeing and hearing things not meant for any mortal. Such was the fate of the most daring ones.

But on the central tower, on the highest room, there was room with a dim light, and inside that room, the dark god dwelled.

The day that Linee was elected to be the next sacrifice to the dark god, She knew that her death was inminent. She woke up still hurt from all the punches and kicks she received as a worker. Her cheeks were still wet, as she had been crying all night. Her short black hair was dirty, just like the brown rags she was wearing.

"Get up, scum! Get up!"

Linee stood up. Glancing to the door, she saw a demon of the lowest class, a lesser demon. His red skin, huge horns and great size gave him a fearsome appearance, but actually, it could have been easily defeated by a reasonably powerful adept. Of course, working in the dungeons and living in the tower had made them weak. No one was able to cast a simple whirlwind spell, let alone try to attack one of them.

The demon forced her out of her room, and gestured for her to follow him. They walked through the deserted halls and great stairs until they reached a huge black door, with no carvings or decorations of any sort. Yet, the shadows seemed to come from the door, blocking what should have been visible in the light.

The demon opened the door and entered a great hall, strangely full of normal decorations. Paintings and great windows, where the moon shone beatifully.But before Linee could take a better glance at her surroundings, everything vanished into some kind of greyish mist, and she felt a sharp pain on her forehead, which made her fell on her knees.

"That's enough, Gargos, you can leave now." said a voice. But rather than a voice, it was a feeling. A feeling of sadness, despair, and several other emotions, whirling inside her mind.

"She's only a child. How innocent. And how delightful".

Linee opened her eyes again, to see herself not longer in the beatiful moon-lit room. Instead, this was some sort of cave. The walls were covered in moss and liquen, and the floor was damp. In front of her was the demon, supposedly called 'Gargos'. He was kneeling before some sort of throne, although she didn't knew what was there, as everytime she tried to look at it, her vision failed and instead she saw herself in all kinds of strange places, all of them shifting from one to another in less than a second. And yet, everywhere she was, the throne was there, along with two shapes she couldn't identify.

"No mortal can look directly at our lord without suffering some kind of allucination", said a low, raspy voice. Linee looked that way to find some sort of giant, all clad in armor. He held a huge sword in his hands.

"No only look at, Sentinel. She's in his presence. Her mind can't be working too well. Heh Heh, It's only a matter of time before her mind snaps with his power".

Linee looked to the other side to watch a man, although his features were concealed under starred purple robes, and a starred pointy hat. She would have considered it ridiculous, but the power that emanated from those men was beyond her grasp. In his hand, a red pulsating orb, surrounded by to silver discs, which spinned around it. And all around him, four orbs moved in weird patterns, changing to his every move. The only part of his body not covered in robes was his face, but it wasn't visible either. All she could see was darkness, and two stars instead of his eyes.

"Poseidon has failed me, again. But there's a slight chance that we could use that to our advantage" There was that feeling again. She felt both longing for something and fearing it, all at the same time. It was rather confusing, but she found herself desperately trying to remember at least one of the sights.

"Yes, My lord" said the dark faced man. "Poseidon's mistakes have given us the upper hand. Once the Adepts have been wiped out, the servants will be easily cast into our realm. I suspect".

"I was surprised to see how HE joined us so easily. Him, of all the creatures, chose to join us!" said the armored giant.

"That's because I was there" said another low and definitely demonic voice. Linee turned around to see a headless knight entering through a door that led to nowhere. The landscapes began to change faster.

The knight himself was obviously another demon. His light purple armor had been ornated with yellow engravings, and his blood soaked cape floated behind him. Then she noticed that He had no visible head, although she could feel him looking at her, and she felt pathetic and weak. She wanted to cry.

"He agreed so quickly that everyone around thought that I had forced him to come. It's only natural that they'll want him back. But how will they react, once they see that their once glorious King Shinryu, the one that remembered the world before the Golden Sun, joined us on his own free will?"

"Shut up, Dullahan" said the purple dressed man "Your way of thinking sickens me. And where is He? Shouldn't He join us?"

"I'm curious to see what He has to say" said the voice again. Linee felt like she was falling down a dark corridor, with several small windows here and there, which lit the way down. She wondered how could she fall if she was standing.

And suddenly, through the door that lead to nowhere, entered a red haired man. He was very tall and well built. He had claws instead of normal nails, and He wore a crown, filled with rubies. He stumbled until He got near the throne (and when she tried to look at the throne again, she felt herself walking up and down a staircase at the same time, looking for something that was calling for her, and at the same time, running away from it), and bowed down before it. The voice was felt again, and this time, it was actually heard, although she was very confused as to hear it instead of feel it, like if it was normal to feel sounds, and inusual to hear them.

"Welcome, Shinryu son of Bahamut, the inmortal Dragoon of the Dragon Tribe! I trust that my servants have led you here without any inconvenients?"

"Yes, My lord. No inconvenients of any way" said the man "Although I have to say that I'm surprised to see this young girl here. Is She, perhaps, today's sacrifice?"

"You could say that, yes. But actually, I want to keep her. She will probably be my last one, before we attack the gods"

Linee wondered who were they talking about. Was she a sacrifice? She was no longer sure of what was happening, or what had happened today, or yesterday, or the day before that. Maybe she was in the day that would be tomorrow. And, most strangely, she realized that she didn't care about it.

"I see. She's perfect for the job."

"Indeed. Now, Are you sure of this? Would you betray your own people, your own world, and your own Gods, only to become inmortal and outlast any creature in this world or any other? Just to obtain power?"

Shinryu nodded.

"This is your last chance, Shinryu. I'd hate it if my three trusted generals, those who had been with me since we fled Heaven, miss the opportunity to fight such a powerful enemy".

Shinryu nodded again. Linee noticed that He was sweating profusely, and his eyes began to glow with a golden light. But what she found most strange was the fact that He was turning red.

The man called Shinryu suddenly let out a roar, and fell on the floor. He rolled all the way over to her, and she saw that the man's eyes were turning a bright green, and he began to grow wings and a tail. His skin was turning a dark red, and His claws began to turn pale. His red hair, which until a few seconds had been short and well kept, was now long and wild. Finally He began to grow great horns, which seemed to be growing rather painfully, as they were blood soaked. The man kept roaring and screaming until the horns stopped growing. Then He stood up. He stared at his body in complete disbelief. Then He smirked evilly.

"Well, do you like it?" said the voice. Linee had that feeling again, that longing. She began to have more hallucinations, but this time, even the four people before the trone became lost in the twirling and spinning of images and sounds.

"It's, it's magnificent..." said Shinryu. He turned to the throne.

"I'm glad you like it. From now on, you'll be my fourth general. The one who will bring the fourth element to an end. You'll be Valukar, the crucible of Flames!"

The demon bowed down before the throne. Now that He was a Demon, Shinryu could see the dark god. But he couldn't describe it. The only way to describe him would be like some darkness that was actually alive. But that didn't even made sense.

"Now, I'll give you your first mission together, my four generals. You'll be paying a visit to our friend, and take over Atlantis. The Lemurians will hold back our darkness, but not for too long. Izumo will be the first to fall. Go now, my trusted generals. You know what to do".

Linee then saw the four demons dissapear. The images and sights returned, and she felt her mind aching to rest, even if she was eagerly awaiting more of that feeling, that longing and the strange sensation that seemed to come from all around her.

Nearby, the dark god of the demons turned his attention to the young girl who still kept some of her sanity. He poured more of his power to the girl. Her eyes opened wide, and she would have fallen unconscious, but the power of the god held her and she floated slowly and gently to the floor. The door to the room closed slowly.

Meanwhile, above the tower, another meeting was taking place. The four generals of the Demon army liked to meet here. From above the tower, the desolation and destruction was clearly visible. Where once a beatiful forest separated Air's Rock from the nearby mountains, now stood a desert of dark sands, the once clear rivers of Osenia were now infected by evil, and the creatures that once lived in this part of the world had turned into horrible monsters who liked to eat flesh and drink blood, preferably from the slaves that couldn't work on construction. And, above the ruined landscape, a horrible dark tower, a vile mockery of the sacred lighthouses.

"I trust everything is going according to plan, Dullahan?"

"Yes, Valukar. And as long as they keep doing their job, we'll gather the power of the gods faster than we thought".

"But what if they become strong enough to defeat us? I like it in this world. I don' wanna go back to the other realm." said Sentinel. The Star Magician scoffled.

"Powerful enough to defeat us? No Adept of this age is 'powerful enough to defeat us', Sentinel. They are oblivious to the true power of their ancestors".

"Yet, we cannot underestimate them again" said Dullahan. He pointed to a weak source of Psynergy that gathered in nearby spot, which dissapeared inmediately.

"I believe somebody has been 'eavesdroping' our conversation." He said.

"And who might this be?" said Sentinel.

"None other than the great Poseidon, the ruler of the Sea" said Valukar. He created a giant mace out of nowhere. The star magician smirked, and the orbs surrounding him spiraled around his body.

"Somebody must clearly stop his evil ways, don't you think?"

"I'll go" said Valukar, and He dissapeared within a fiery tornado.

Dullahan raised his sword towards the Star Magician, whose eyes were sparkling more than usual.

"Not before he does it. Treason deserves treason. But if he tries to, banish him. I have to take care of other things". And He dissapeared too.

"Pah! Pathetic fool. He thinks himself so much only because he's the most trusted by our Lord. I believe we have slaves to torture, Sentinel. Will you join us this time?"

"Not this time, my friend. Probably I'll join you later".

The star magician shrugged and dissapeared too.

Within the great hall of King Poseidon, the mighty ruler of the Sea, a well built and tall Demon suddenly appeared. He had red skin, except his legs and tail, which were of a dark brown, He also had blue wings and horns, and green, glowing eyes. He carried a huge mace.

"Who goes there?" said Poseidon "Who are you? Has my Lord given me an opportunity to redeem myself from my past failures?"

"No, Poseidon. Our Lord has no given you another opportunity. You have failed us twice. And failure, as you well know, it's not tolerated within our ranks".

Poseidon's eyes widened. He reached for his Trident, and pointed it against the Demon.

"I don't know who you are, or why have you come here, but if My Lord has not appointed me for another task, then you have nothing to do here. Begone, you foul monster!"

"You dissapoint me, Poseidon. And to think that I fought against your race for many long years".

"What? You... You're Shinryu!"

"I was Shinryu. Now, your gaze rests upon Valukar, the crucible of flames!" And He raised his mace. But Poseidon was faster than He expected, and evaded the hit, moving swiftly from his throne to the side. Valukar's strength was so great that He destroyed not only the Throne, but also the marble floor beneath it, and the stone wall behind Poseidon.

"Ocean Fist!"

Poseidon pointed his Trident against the Demon, summoning a whirlwind of extremely cold water around his foe. Valukar, who still remained weak against water, was sent crashing against the opposite wall, destroying several of the columns on his way, and making the ceiling crumble with his fall. But He stood again.

"Well done, my old rival. But that trick cannot save you now".

"I think it does, my old friend. Ocean Fist!"

But Valukar wasn't affected by the spell this time. He just continued walking forward, while Poseidon pointed his trident against the demon once more, focusing his powers in it.

"Typhoon Blow!"

"Star Mine!"

Poseidon's attack met Valukar's, and powerful explosions echoed through castle. But the Poseidon's water based attack had managed to turn Valukar's fireballs into several bombs of steam, filling the hall with a dense mist. Valukar used this opportunity to hide amidst the smoke.

"Where are you?" said Poseidon "Show yourself! Fight honourably, like you once did!"

For an answer, Valukar attacked from behind, and hit him sideways in the head. The blow was strong enough to send Poseidon crashing into the wall, and through to the hallway. His royal crown rolled towards Valukar's feet. He grabbed it and began to focus his power on it, making it glow silver. The crown now bore an ancient curse.

"Your way of thinking was your doom, Poseidon. Had you fought with all your might, trying to kill me without thinking of honor and justice, perhaps you could have met a less painful demise. But fear not: I'll remove the curse from you. From now on, you'll be free of reason or sanity, for the rest of eternity. Enjoy yourself" And He put the crown back into the King's head, casting an unbreakable curse on it. Then with a wild laughter, He dissapeared in a fiery tornado.

From that moment, Poseidon turned into a mindless monster, killing everything that came across him, and everyone who stood in his path. There was no trace of the old King's mind, except in his silver eyes, which eons later; at the moment of his death, dropped a single tear, and closed forever.