This is the final section of the 3 part saga based around Fayte, Tohma, Styrth, Tornex, and Karrick. It is again set 5 years into the future. After the loss of Alex, Fayte had allegedly went into hiding, but even he doesn't remember everything that happened. As new characters are thrown into the mix this next set of chapters is sure to rouse some interest among Final Fantasy XI fans. At the beginning of each chapter I will have a small bit of text that will help build plot and fill holes. They are reasonably shrewd, but will help none the less. This chapter introduces a new character. I hope your ready…

Copyright stuff. Everything related directly to FFXI is copyright to SE. All character traits are copyrighted to me and all characters are copyrighted to the players (yes they are real) who play the game.

"That soon, hmm, he is far more organized this time as well"

"Indeed sir Hector"

"Send our angel immediately"

"Yes my lord"

"Don't release him either"

"What…do you mean?"

"Send him as an angel, he needn't be a seraph…"

"But…he will crush the other…"

"No…they will crush each other…"

"But…what about the plan"

"We wont have a repeat, its to far to go back"

"Our angel has Ragnarok"

"And our Seraph has Longinius, let us hope he remembers that…"

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"Wake up you!" Fayte shouted as he pulled and pushed at Tohma.

"Wha…go away!" Tohma said curling up into a ball.

"Fine…" Fayte said as he picked her up, "If you wont come on your own, ill make you"

"Put me down!" Tohma shouted angrily.

As Fayte walked outside the moghouse with the girl over his shoulder he continued to the fountain. He gave her a toss and a splash could be heard along the streets of Jeuno. Soaking wet, a little tired, and as angry as a Maneating Hornet, Tohma sat in the water.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Tohma shouted angrily as she leapt out of the water and onto Fayte.

"Waking you up?" Fayte said.

"Waking…WAKING ME UP?" Tohma said as she hit him in the chest with her fist.

"Yea, waking you up, we got a long day ahead of us…" Fayte said, picking her up off the ground and putting her next to him.

"You…could have asked!" Tohma said with a snide "tongue" motion.

"I did, you didn't want to…" Fayte answered, getting up and brushing himself off.

With a quick jump to her feet and a kick to his back Fayte was in the water now. His Tabard was now soaking wet, and his hair was down over his face. He was smiling, but she could tell he was annoyed. He simply stood up, walked over to her, and stood there.

"See, that's what you get" Tohma snarled.

"Indeed…" Fayte said as he walked past her up to the moghouse district.

Tohma, who was a little confused as to what had just happened simply followed him. Everyone stared at her as she pranced past them. She didn't really care, but she was pretty wet and she wasn't sure about what she looked like. Could these people see through he clothes? Oh no! She thought to herself as she ran past Fayte and up to the room. Fayte watched her run by, he laughed and simply continued. Today was going to be long and exhausting, lots of preparations…

"Don't be to long!" he yelled as she turned the corner.

Tohma ran into the room and stripped down naked. She pulled out her second set of undergarments and put them on. As Fayte entered the room she was just finishing putting on her leggings. She looked at him as he passed by into his own room, he was soaking wet too. She could hear him taking off his tabard and shorts. She almost considered walking in on him, but he didn't do such a thing to her, so she thought it best not to. She listened and heard him start putting on his gear.

"So, how many people do you think will come?" Fayte asked as he started putting on his boots.

"I dunno!" Tohma growled lowering her breastplate over her chest.

"Hopefully…enough…" Fayte said sliding his leggings over his leg.

"I wouldn't worry, most of them will show, im sure, maybe even Karrick!" Tohma said.

"Kar….Karrick…?" Fayte asked coming into the room still fastening his leggings.

"Yea, he leads one of our campaigns for finding you…" Tohma said finalizing her gear.

"I…haven't seen him in so…long…" Fayte said walking back into his own room.

"He will be there, I'm sure, and his wife Soul will be too I'm sure…" Tohma replied standing and looking around at her armor.

"We'll see" Fayte said walking back into her room fully dressed, in a completely different set of armor.

"Where did you get that?" Tohma asked walking up to him and touching the new armour.

"I had it with me…" Fayte said giving her a pat on the head.

"Shiny…" Tohma said, almost lulled by the new armor.

As the two walked out of the moghouse, Fayte said goodbye to the moogle who cared for them. They walked out and down to the spire where the meeting was held, it was planned that Tornex would teleport them directly to the Crag. As they entered the spire they were greeted kindly and guided to the back room, Vernia and Tornex were curled up together, and there was no one else there yet.

"Hi you two!" Tohma said.

"Hey…" Vernia groaned.

"Whats wrong with you?" Fayte asked kindly.

"Rough night…" Vernia said with a grin.

"Uh, no one…else..is uh, here yet…" Tornex managed to say, his face turned red almost immediately.

"Alright" Fayte said sitting down in one of the chairs.

Tohma sat next to him. She looked mildly tired, and a little confused still. She had a look on her face like she wanted to say something that would be considered very important but couldn't. Tohma, who's mind was targeted on the dream she had wanted to tell them everything, but it was as if something was forcing her not to. She gave up and leaned against Fayte, closed her eyes and tried to get back to sleep. Fayte leaned to one side making it easier for her to rest herself, though it wouldn't be long, he knew she needed sleep.

"I'm sure everyone will be here soon" Tornex said, still curled up with Vernia.

"Yes, hopefully…" Fayte replied.

After an hour the first person aside from the 4 of them rolled in, it was Damuhookamu. He came waddling in on his short legs and looked at Tohma, who was now fast asleep, then at Fayte. He gave Fayte the most implying wink Fayte had ever seen, and then sat in the chair next to Fayte.

"Hello Damuhookamu" Fayte said patting the Tarutaru on the head.

"Hello theresy wheresy" Damuhookamu said with a yawn.

"We are just waiting for everyone to get here, shouldn't be to much longer I would imagine" Fayte replied, "everyone is asleep, so keep it down please…"

Damuhookamu gave him a nod and swayed back and forth. After a few more minutes more of the crew came in. It wasn't long before everyone was in the room full, everyone however was silent and all that remained sleeping was Tohma. She must have been very tired. Fayte looked at Tornex and gave him a nod.

"Lets go" Fayte whispered as he stood up and picked Tohma up in his arms.

"Her asleep like that?" Tornex said pointing at Tohma who was sleeping soundly in Faytes arms.

"If we're lucky she wont wake up, we don't really need her right away" Fayte said.

"Alright, well then, lets go to Dem…" Tornex said as he raised his hands and began to cast the teleporting spell.

Everyone got a little closer, Fayte continued holding her hoping she didn't wake up. If she was to be as strong as they would need her she needed sleep. With a bright light after a silk cloak the entire group disappeared. Moments later they were atop the teleporting shelf of the Crag of Dem. Fayte walked down the stairs slowly and silently keeping Tohma asleep. He laid her down on the soft grass and covered he with a blanket he had in his pack. It wasn't until he looked up that he noticed it. Campsites as far as the eye could see covering the surroundings of the crag. It was amazing!

"We have enough…" Fayte said under his breath walking up to Styrth.

"Think we have enough?" Styrth said with a cocky tone.

"I am impressed" Fayte replied giving the hume a pat on the back.

"Lets wake them up…" Tornex said with a grin.

As the leaders of the group walked around they went to each campsite and woke up every single person who was sleeping peacefully. Fayte was surprised to see so many powerful adventurers, and there must have been 600 of them at the very least. After what seemed like days of walking and talking Fayte realized that every person was now awake, aside from Tohma that was. And they were all gathering near the crag.

"Alright everyone…" Tornex said standing on the stairs, "are you ready to prep yourselves?"

Fayte ran to where he laid Tohma down and gently woke her up. She roused and looked at him, even more confused now. She tried to fall back to sleep without saying anything back Fayte rubbed her arm and tried to get her up.

"Cmon, we're ready" Fayte said.

"Ready? For what?" Tohma yawned.

"To prepare for the battle…" Fayte said.

Tohma, who was now realizing where she was stood up. She was surprised to find herself fully equipped already. She looked at Fayte, then at her lance, which was laying on the ground where she was. She picked it up and put it across her back. With a look that could kill any man she stood, close enough that her breastplate pushed against Faytes chest, she said;

"Where is the water this time?"

Fayte laughed and pointed to Tornex who was calming everyone down.

"Lets go…"

As Tohma began to walk behind Fayte she noticed the huge crowd Tornex was trying to calm down. She had never actually seen her linkshell in full volume like this, it was amazing. Fayte walked up past Tornex hold Tohma's hand. As he lead her to the top of the stairs Tornex turned to him and gave him the sign that they could start explaining what was going to happen. Fayte raised his hand to silence the group and Tohma walked up to his side.

"Hello guys!" Tohma shouted out over the crowd, to which there was a roar of cheers.

"This is Fayte…he will be leading this…I don't know what to call it…" Tohma shouted again, this time many people bowed and knelt before him.

"I will now give him the stand, because I myself am not to sure what is going on" Tohma giggled.

Many people laughed with her and others awaited their commands from Fayte. Fayte, who was now ready to speak, looked up over the crowd. So many people, so many young adventurers…many would die. But it was for a noble cause, or so he made himself believe. But some were no older than the age he was when he began his adventure, and what an adventure it had been.

"Hello, my dear friends" Fayte said over the crowd, which was now silent.

"This campaign…this war, it will be far larger than anything else I have ever been a part of, and im sure it will be larger than anything you have all been a part of. This war will likely end the fear of the beastmen for years to come. However there is another with them…the shadow lord has been reborn, and he will be with them" Fayte began.

At the sound of "another" Tohma perked up. She remembered what was in her dream, that there would be another. Was the shadow lord who that man was referring to? Or was it another creature, person, whatever it was. She wanted to tell him what she had learned, but again, she could not.

"I have assigned some of you, you know who you are, roles as commanders among the others. There is one group I would like to gather over there" Fayte said pointing to the top of a large hill a bit into the distance, "I want all of the white mages, black mages, red mages, and Rangers to go up there with their leaders Tornex, and Vernia"

As the crowd slowly separated Tornex and Vernia led their group up to the top of the hill. Tornex, who had already known how to have them setup got to work. He ordered all the white mages and black mages to take a lined stance one by one. So the white mages would be separated by a black mage, and vice versa. He then ordered all the red mages to line up in front of those lines. The Rangers took the outer sides of the two groups. The setup was superb for ranged attacks and spells. It also took a long time to get setup.

While Tornex was setting up Fayte began to explain the next step.

"I want all the warriors, and samurai to head over there!" Fayte ordered pointing at the bottom of the hill where he had sent the other group, "setup the way we discussed you three" Fayte said.

As the group of melee combat adventurers headed to the designated camp Styrth, Megieux, and Ocat led them. They set them up in the form Fayte had taught them. It was the same general thing that the white mages and black mages was done, separated by each different job. It was a good setup, they could cause the most damage, while protecting themselves at the same time. Fayte had clearly put a lot of thought into this.

"Now, I want all our Ninjas, Thieves, and Paladins to follow Damuhookamu" Fayte ordered.

As Damuhookamu led the group of members over to the designated position, which was also near the bottom of the hill only next to the other group Fayte watched in awe. Obviously these people knew what they were doing. Behind the group was Gaglevan and Kariin. These two were also to lead this group. These adventures were to inflict damage while defending themselves with various magics. Paladins led the first line, followed by ninjas and thieves side my side.

"There are two more groups I want to be setup…" Fayte said, "I want Laquicia to take our summoners and bards behind the melee lines. You will be the group that will keep our melee's moral up, that's to you bards. Summoners are to summon their avatars and inflict as much damage as you can."

Laquicia understood her orders. She took the remaining casters to the section she had been told to and lined them up in two separate groups. The bards closer to the melee combat, and the summoners right behind them. There were only a few members left, but they would be the most important among the rest.

"Tohma is going to govern the rest of you" Fayte began "I will be spending most of my time with this final group, but I will be going to each and every group to help out. I want all the monks, dark knights, dragoons and beastmasters to follow me" Fayte said as he walked down the stairs.

The group followed him as they reached their designated area. It was in front of all the other melee adventures. This was the group most needed.

"This will be our area, you are our melee combat damage inflictors. You are going to be the ones killing, you are going to be the ones being healed, you are the ones who will defeat the beastmen and win this war. I want the beastmen to have a beast in their control by tomorrow. The plan is, you will all disperse yourselves among the beastmen and cause as much damage as you can. Wyverns must be cast, and dark magic must be used, we want all of them to perish" Fayte explained.

"So, we are going to charge at them?" a confused dark knight, Aeges, asked.

"Yes. You are going to go headfirst into the fire" Fayte said with a grin.

"Do you all understand your missions!" Fayte shouted out as loud as he could.

Every member shouted and cheered. They all cried out. They all knew what they were going to do. They were going to vanquish the beastmen horde and the shadow lord that led them.

"Setup your camps in your designated area. Rest, and be ready. Tomorrow we go to war. And we must all be prepared…" Fayte said as a final statement.

Tohma sat by and watched as Fayte walked off to the crag. He sat down and dropped his head. He was tired. She began to walk over to him. She wanted to tell him about the dream, and she thought she might be able to now. He sat on the ground and he was clearly thinking.

"Hi!" Tohma said in her perkiest of voices.

"Hello" Fayte said raising his head to look at her.

"How are you doing?" Tohma asked sitting down next to him.

"Tired, its been an annoyingly long day" Fayte replied.

"Where are we camped?" Tohma asked.

"We?" Fayte began, "you mean the commanders?"

"Yea…I guess…" Tohma said with a giggle.

"Right here…" Fayte said tossing his bag in front of him.

As he stood up and began to setup his tent the sun began to slowly sink below the hill. The day had been long and annoying. Setup of the lines took exactly 12 hours and 36 minutes. But now that it had been completed they were ready to get some rest. They had to be up at dawn.

"I think we should get some sleep after we eat" Fayte said after he finished setting up his tent and getting it ready to sleep in.

"I agree, what's for dinner?" Tohma giggled and she jumped to her feet.

Fayte pulled some mithkabobs from his pack. He then began to get a small fire going. He asked Tohma if she would kill some hares to eat. She ran off with her wyvern in search of them. As she left the commanders reached Fayte and began asking the same questions;

"Whats for dinner?"

"Where do we camp?"

Fayte answered with the same thing he told Tohma. Within minutes there were tents everywhere and everyone was off looking for hares to eat. Fayte looked out over the lines. He could see small fires everywhere, people were eating, they all knew they had to sleep and be ready for tomorrow.

"I got some!" Tohma said as she ran up to Fayte who was eating one of his mithkabobs.

Tohma came up and dropped a few dozen hares next to him. Fayte looked up, his mouth had a mithkabob hanging out of it, his eyes looked so innocent, she almost wanted to take him and sleep with him as if he was a toy of some sort. He picked them up and hung them over the fire.

"Good work, now you have some food to eat" Fayte mumbled tossing her a hot mithkabob.

"Thanks!" Tohma said with a squeak.

As they ate their food the other commands started flooding in. They had all setup their own small fires. All of them were cooking dinner. And once they were finished, all of them would sleep. And wake the next morning ready for battle. Fayte who was now full of hares and mithkabobs burped, to which Tohma laughed and burped herself, far louder than Fayte. Fayte crawled into his tent and took off his gear. His body was tired, and his mind even more tired. As he climbed into his small sleeping bag he looked up at the top of the tent.

"Uh…do you mind if I sleep with you in there?" Tohma asked poking her head in.

"I don't have another sleeping bag, so unless you have your own we would have to share one" Fayte replied, still looking up.

"I have one, I just don't have a tent" Tohma sighed, tossing her own sleeping bag into the tent.

"Alright then. When are you coming to bed anyway? You are going to need rest…" Fayte asked.

"Soon…" Tohma responded, her mouth was clearly full during that statement.

"Alright…"

"Styrth has gone to bed, so have Vernia and Tornex, Damuhookamu looks like he is getting ready to go to bed…" Tohma said.

"Good, hopefully everyone will be asleep soon…" Fayte responded.

As he laid in the tent looking up at the roof he thought about what tomorrow would be like. With the setup he had gotten everyone part of there would be limited casualties, but they would cause a lot of damage, quickly. The casters could tear anything big apart, the melee killing all the infantry. It would go well. As he closed his eyes he heard Tohma crawl into the tent. He opened his eyes and looked at her, she was smiling at him.

"Well, im going to bed" Tohma said with a laugh.

"Good" Fayte responded with a giggle.

As Tohma unsummoned her wyvern she removed her gear and crawled into her sleeping bag she rolled over to look at Fayte. He looked at her and the two smiled at eachother. It had been a good day, but they both needed as much rest as they could get. If the beastmen had a force as big as this they would have a battle that would not be won easily.

"I didn't see Karrick…" Fayte said looking at her.

"I saw him, he was with the black mages utop the hill…" Tohma replied.

"And Soul?"

"She was with the bards"

"Well…I hope everyone gets enough rest…" Fayte said.

"They will…you need rest to…" Tohma replied as she closed her eyes.

Fayte looked at her face for a few more moments. He took a moment to think about what had happened. He then closed his eyes and began to fall asleep. The night was cold and Tohma found herself awake on more than one occasion, snuggled up to Fayte. However, having changed she would move back to her position on the other side of the tent. After waking up three times she fell into a deeper sleep.

Fayte awoke to find his arm around Tohma who was snuggled up to him in her own sleeping bag. He could feel it, the pounding. The pounding of an army, a huge army…They were close, close enough that they needed to be up soon. As he slipped his arm off her and got out of his sleeping bag he readied himself. He got his gear on and prepared for what was probably the most important war he ever took part in. As he left the tent he could see he wasn't the only one up, there were a few others rousing from their sleep. Some camps had already been taken down.

"Fayte, sir, uh, where do we put our camps?" a young mithra asked Fayte from behind.

"Bring them here. We will leave our camps at the Crag…" Fayte replied softly giving the mithra a pat on the head.

As the mithra ran off toward her camp Fayte noticed the sky was dark. Perfect for a battle, though it would probably cause some trouble keeping warm. He walked around and began waking people up. He went from camp to camp to those who were still asleep and roused them. He also got others who were awake to do the same. After an hour everyone was up and ready to go, everyone except for Vernia and Tohma that is.

Fayte walked up to his tent and looked in. Tohma was curled up in the same place she was when he left, she hadn't even moved. His sleeping back was still there too. He crept in and gently pushed her shoulder.

"Wake up Tohma" Fayte said.

"Fayte…?" Tohma groaned opening her eyes.

"Its time for you to get up…" Fayte laughed as he gave her a light push again.

"Oh…alright…" Tohma groaned again pulling herself out of the sleeping bag.

"You a very restless sleeping…" Fayte laughed.

"Uh…what?" Tohma questioned as she pulled her greaves to her feet and put them on.

"I woke up and you were snuggled up to me" Fayte said, waving his finger from side to side as if to be saying "bad girl".

Tohma stuck her tongue out ignoring him and continued putting her gear on. Fayte laughed again and got out of the tent. He saw Tornex over at his tent waking up Vernia. Everyone was now up. And everyone seemed to be ready. In the distance Fayte could hear the march of the beastmen. It wouldn't be long…

"Is she up?" Fayte called to Tornex.

"Yes" Tornex replied.

"Alright, I think we had better get ready…they will be here soon…" Fayte said pointing to where the beastmen would strike from.

Fayte walked up to the Crag and sat on the steps waiting. After everyone seemed to be awake Tohma came running up the stairs. Shortly followed by Styrth and the rest of the commanders. At that time Fayte stood up. Everyone seemed to divert their attention to him.

"You are here to keep Vana'diel from destruction…" Fayte began, "You are here because you are righteous…"

The crowd bowed to him.

"Today we fight for everyone…every man, woman, and child will remember this fight."

As the crowd cheered the first of the beastmen could be seen on the horizon. They were marching, and at a steady pace. DiabolicMuffins only had an hour or so to be fully prepared. It was then that the war would begin. Fayte watched silently as they continued to come, wave after wave. Behemoths in the front, it was a good formation. But he had faith in Karrick and the blackmages, a few good magic bursts would destroy the behemoths, leaving mostly melee fighters and cannons to deal with.

After what seemed like days they stopped. It had come. The time had finally come. Fayte stood up and began to walk to the front of the line. If he was going to lead this campaign, he would be up there with those who were at risk. Tohma, who was in charge of the group Fayte was also in charge of followed him, and the commanders dispersed to their own groups.

Tohma's mind was racing to her dream. Another? Who was this other? Was he or she real? What could it have meant. In an instant an answer came to her. Fayte, who was now at the front of the line was inspecting the men and women who where there to fight. He seemed impressed. Tohma was looking up into the sky when it happened. A bright light was shining from the clouds. It was amazing! Fayte took notice of it as well, however he seemed to act as if it wasn't a good thing.

"A second…" Fayte said.

"What, what do you mean?" Tohma said, meaning to tell him that she had already known.

"They…they sent another…" Fayte replied.

As Tohma looked at him then at the sky she saw him. A winged man slowly descending. It was amazing! His wings looked powerful as they pushed him down and up, balancing him, keeping him steady. Until, he finally touched down. He was looking at the ground, Fayte however was looking at him.

"Fayte. You are a Seraph…" the man spoke.

"What do you want…" Fayte replied, readying his weapon.

"You remember the choice…" the man spoke again.

"You're here to stop us aren't you…" Fayte laughed.

"Do you remember your choice?" the man asked.

"I chose to defeat those creatures!" Fayte shouted as he pointed at the army behind the winged man.

"No, your mistaken."

"What? What do you mean?"

"You chose to defeat the people of Vana'diel, drive them into chaos" the man finally said and looked up.

Faytes eyes widened. He looked at the angel before him. He looked and he remembered, and he realized, it was true. He hadn't chosen to protect his friends, he had chosen to destroy them…

"You remember now?"

"Zervakus…" Fayte said.

"Very good. Now, I have come to remove you from this game…"

As Fayte drew his weapons the angel pulled a sword from his belt, it looked strange though, as if it was glowing. Fayte looked at it, he knew what it was, but he didn't know why. Tohma's mind was running in circles;

"he isn't here to help us…?"

"there is a second!"

Kept running through her mind. She couldn't believe that Fayte would actually choose to kill his friends. Why would he?

"Ill kill you…" Fayte cursed as he ran forward.

Zervakus waited for Fayte to get close to him and in a quick motion dashed forward grabbing Fayte by the neck. Fayte, who had dropped his daggers, was now trying to free himself from the grasp. Gasping for air he twisted around and kicked the angel in the face. Zervakus let go and staggered backward.

"You…" he shouted angrily as he rose from the ground and flew forward.

Fayte rolled to one side dodging the blade as it pierced the ground. He again kicked the angel, this time in the side, he heard and felt the ribs crack. Zervakus fell to the ground and groaned.

"Grahhh!" Fayte shouted as he ran forward and drove his foot into the angels throat.

Zervakus was knocked back several feet and was fighting for air. As he began to breath he stood up and raised his arms. In a bright light he began to look better, healthier, stronger. What was going on? He had some sort of white magic at his disposal.

"You think you can defeat me?" Zervakus began, "You are a seraph, you are not under the eyes of Hector and Victor! I am!"

Fayte, who was now standing after grabbing his weapons didn't even have time to react. Zervakus dove forward and threw a punch into his chest. Fayte felt a rib crack as he soared several feet into the air. It was as if time stopped. He couldn't believe what was happening. The war hadn't even started and he was in the hardest fight of his life!

With a thud as he hit the ground he heard Zervakus running toward him. He again didn't have time to react. Zervakus fiercly kicked into Faytes stomach sending him another several feet. Fayte who was now in a lot of pain struggled to get up, he managed to get on to his kneels and hands however. Without warning again, Zervakus kicked him from the ground upward, slamming Fayte in the chest. Fayte felt the air leave his lungs as he flew high up into the air. He turned and came back down slamming into the ground.

Zervakus turned and backed away after he had done his damage. As Zervakus walked away Fayte felt the pain, everything, leave.. He looked to see Tornex standing on the hill casting a high-leveled spell on him. As Fayte crawled to his feet he felt almost new. His ribs had somehow healed completely. As he turned back to Zervakus they began to have another discussion.

"You don't remember why do you?" Zervakus asked as he turned and began walking back toward Fayte.

"Remember why…?" Fayte questioned.

"Remember why you chose to kill your friends!" Zervakus said again.

"I…no I don't…" Fayte said.

"It was because of her you know…"

"Her?"

"Alex…"

"I don't know any Alex!" Fayte screamed at Zervakus.

"They erased her. They feared a repeat of the last time…" Zervakus explained.

"The last time?" Fayte asked.

"You loved her you know…" Zervakus said with a grin, still walking toward Fayte.

"Fuck you, you don't know anything about me!"

"I chose to protect the innocent Fayte, and I know much about you…" Zervakus responded.

"I don't care what I chose, I don't want to hurt any of these people…and how could you know anything about me?" Fayte asked angrily.

"You and I, we are connected, always have been, since our ascensions…" Zervakus said.

"What…?" Fayte said, confused.

"Do you want to remember her...?" Zervakus asked, now within arms reach of Fayte.

"N- I…I don't know…" Fayte said under his breath.

"Lets find out? Shall we?" Zervakus said as he reached forward and touched Fayte on the forhead.

Fayte backed up and fell to his knees. Zervakus walked away from him and laughed, taunting him. Fayte, who had somehow remembered everything about this girl, Alex was now almost in tears. He was in terrible pain. Tohma ran to him and leaned down to see if he had been hurt.

"Fayte, Fayte are you alright!" Tohma asked.

"Agh…it…it hurts…" Fayte said as he slammed his forarms into the ground.

"Fayte…Fayte talk to me!" Tohma pleaded.

"Agh….GAHHH!" Fayte screamed out in pain.

Zervakus turned around to see what was going on. He noticed the girl next to Fayte. Something was wrong. Something was happening. He could feel it. He could feel anger, sorrow, and pain growing inside Fayte. As he stepped back a few more feet it got stronger.

"To—Tohma…" Fayte groaned looking up at her.

"What is it?" Tohma said grabbing his hand.

"Don't…don't let…" Fayte tried to say.

"What?" Tohma asked.

Before Fayte could answer his eyes filled with tears. He back arched and he cried out. Tohma had let go of his hand and was now kneeling next to him. She looked at his face, he had the expression of someone who could not understand something. Zervakus continued to watch from a distance, he was in disbelief that renewing those memories could do so much to Fayte.

"Fayte…Fayte!" Tohma shouted.

Fayte sat there looking up for several moments. There was nothing in his mind, nothing at all. Then, seemingly out of nowhere a name filled his mind. Tohma grabbed a hold of Fayte as his head dropped. It was laying on her shoulder now and she was looking down his back. The entire linkshell was in awe, and fear. As Fayte seemed to come back to reality he pulled himself away from Tohma, and in a final cry out in pain he held her. She watched as his back grew, and grew and grew. As his armor tore open, leaving two gaping holes. Two black wings grew out and upward toward the sky.

"A…a deviant…!" Zervakus shouted out in shock.

Fayte stopped holding Tohma and got to his feet, slowly. Tohma was in shock, she couldn't believe what had just happened. And it looked as if the army couldn't either. Everyone was in awe as Fayte stood up.

"What…did you do to me…" Fayte said as he looked at his hands.

"You…you…" Zervakus stuttered backing up a bit.

"I feel…strong…" Fayte said as his hand turned to a fist.

"This changes little…" Zervakus said with a laugh.

"What is…" Fayte said as he reached to his back and grabbed something. As he pulled the large spiral tipped lance from his back his entire body began to glow. Until it was so bright that he couldn't even be seen. As the light faded everyone saw him again. However he was now wearing a far different set of equipment. It almost looked like a dragoon set of equipment.

"Welcome back Fayte…" Zervakus said as he held is sword at his waist.

"This…this is Longinius isn't it…" Fayte said as he lifted the lance above his head and spun it around.

"Yes…" Zervakus answered.

"And you…you have Ragnarok…" Fayte said.

"Your memory is almost complete…" Zervakus laughed.

As Fayte looked up at Zervakus he felt anger. As he walked forward Zervakus walked forward as well. Tohma was now left kneeling on the ground frozen, it wasn't until Damuhookamu waddled out and grabbed her that she moved.

"When did he become a dragoon…" Tohma asked Gaglevan who was standing watching.

"I…I don't know…" Gaglevan replied with a confused tone.

As Fayte and Zervakus walked up to one another Zervakus dove into the air, his wings abroad. Fayte, lifted himself off the ground as well. He hadn't even flown before, or not that he remembered, and he was reasonably good at it, strangely.

"You think you can beat me in the air!" Zervakus laughed as he flew forward.

Zervakus slashed across Fayte's chest, however the lance met his blade. Fayte swung forward and kicked Zervakus in the stomach, sending Zervakus twirling downward. However he managed to catch himself and flew toward Fayte and a very high velocity. Fayte swooped to one side and slashed across. Zervakus dodged the lance and hung in the air looking at Fayte.

"I guess so…" Fayte laughed.

As the two continued to attack one another everyone watched, even the beastmen seemed to be in awe at the battle. Fayte was clearly winning, he was able to dodge and do more damage than Zervakus was able to. With another attack Fayte slammed the side of his lance into the angels side.

"Uggh…" Zervakus groaned as he fell to the ground.

Fayte lowered himself to the ground and stood overtop of Zervakus. As if to say, is this all? He looked up and Fayte was reaching down to help him up. Zervakus hit Fayte's hand away and got to his feet. Again, the white light immersed him and he was healed.

"You are a deviant Fayte, you cant be allowed to survive." Zervakus said raising his weapon.

"Why is that?" Fayte asked.

"You might not want to, but one day you will destroy this world…" Zervakus answered.

"Why do you mean?"

"Your mission is to kill me, and to kill those friends of yours…" Zervakus explained, "If you don't, you will remain in that form forever, and because you are not an angel, Hector himself cant stop you…"

"And that means I will destroy this world?" Fayte laughed.

"It means that one day, when you are no longer Fayte, you will yes, destroy this world…"

Tohma heard it, Styrth heard it, Fayte heard it, every person heard it. This angel telling Fayte he would one day destroy the world if he weren't killed. It was almost comical. Like a cry for help. But many took it seriously. Those who didn't stood firmly behind Fayte. Those who didn't had a sharp drop in moral.

"You're a fool…" Fayte sighed.

"And you are a deviant. A misshapen form of god sent to destroy those who stand in his way…" Zervakus laughed.

As Zervakus walked forward Fayte heard and thought about what he had said. He was a deviant, he was here to destroy what stood in his way. Zervakus was almost completely right.

"Your going to die Zervakus, and you know it…" Fayte said as he dashed forward, hovering above the ground.

"I am in the eyes of the gods, I can not die!" Zervakus shouted forward as he slashed forward.

The two weapons clashed and Fayte pushed Zervakus to the ground. Zervakus slide along the dirt and grass for several seconds until Fayte flew upward. He came flying in from the side and slammed his lance into Zervakus' side. His body was like a rag as he seemed to hover for several seconds before slamming into one of the lines. Fayte dropped to the ground and walked toward the landing point.

"Ugh…" Zervakus moaned as he managed to stand up.

As he stood up to his feet, Fayte came running forward and slammed his foot into Zervakus' head. Zervakus soared back in between the two armies. His body hit the ground hard, and he looked almost dead. He wasn't moving as Fayte walked out from behind the monks and dragoons. His armor was glowing a dark purple, almost black aura as he reached Zervakus.

"I wont kill you…" Fayte said as he reached down to help the angel up.

"I don't want your pity…" Zervakus managed to say holding his chest.

"Am I evil?" Fayte asked leaning down.

"We were sent to battle for separate causes, but neither of us are…evil…" Zervakus explained.

As Fayte picked Zervakus up over his shoulder he flew toward the crag of dem. He layed the weak angel down next to the stairs. Fayte knew that Zervakus would be healed soon. He also knew that it might become a problem.

"Rest…" Fayte said.

"We're enemies Fayte, why are you doing this…" Zervakus questioned.

"I wont kill my friends, im trying to show you that…" Fayte said as he walked away.

Zervakus watched as the angel walked through the lines. He had known Fayte for a long time, and he had known he was a good person. However he knew that with the memories of Alex renewed Fayte would slowly become corrupt, or he thought so at least. As another light healed him he got to his feet and stood, watching. He had to kill Fayte, but if Fayte was to lead a war against the beastmen, he would let him, without interruption. It was when the war was won, that he would strike… It was when Fayte knew he would strike that he would.

As Fayte reached the front of the lines he raised the lance up into the air and soared above his men. With a thrust forward the entire melee brigade ran forward. The beastmen ran toward them as well. It had begun.

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This is the second last chapter in the story.