Chapter 2: To Live Forever

A few weeks had passed since Mithos had accidentally separated the two worlds. For the present, it seemed as if Kratos would get his wish, and that Mithos had learned to leave well enough alone. But, this peace was short lived.

"Hey, guys! I have an idea! Lets become angels!"

"Come again?" Kratos looked up from the book he had been reading; while Yuan dropped the glass he had been holding. "Angels?"

"Yeah! I was thinking about Martel, and I thought…"

"No!" Yuan shouted. "No! You've already messed everything up by separating the two worlds. Do you have any idea how serious this has become?"

"No, how serious?" Mithos asked, not entirely sure he wanted to know.

"They're fighting over each other's mana! The Tree is fluctuating!"

"Um…I can fix that! If you guys would just listen to me…"

"No, Mithos." Kratos went back to his book.

"But…"

"NO!" Kratos and Yuan both said.

"If you would just…"

"If we listen, will you shut up?" Kratos asked, teeth clenched. "I am TRYING to read!"

"If we become angels, we'll be able to pick someone to be a body for Martel and we can put her mana into the body and she'll be able to come back!"

"What does that have to do with the worlds fighting over the constantly decreasing mana supply?"

"Well, we can pick one person from each world in the hopes that one of them can re-connect the two worlds!"

"They would have to be elven or half-elven, because the only way I can see to connect the two worlds would be with the Eternal Sword." Kratos glanced up.

"How do you figure that, Kratos?" Mithos asked.

"Simple. If the Sword was used to split the worlds, then it must have to be used to re-join them."

"Oh."

"So, Mithos, how exactly do we become angels?"

"Well, we can use a Cruxis Crystal."

"What about the side-effects?" Yuan prompted

"Well, if it's used correctly, there should be no side-effects."

"What if it doesn't work?" Kratos asked.

"It will work! It has to!" Mithos shouted.

"Fine, we'll give it a try." Yuan walked over to join Mithos.

"Yuan, you must be insane." Kratos stood up and faced his companions. "Hell, I must be insane." He smiled. "It's worth a try."

So, they became angels. It wasn't at all as easy as Mithos thought it would be though. The process was painstaking and time-consuming. But, it was finally done.

The three had become not angels as Mithos had planned, but Seraphim. They all decided that if and when Martel returned, she would be the fourth Seraphim. Cruxis had been officially formed, and the Seraphim would lead it. Headquarters would be Derris Kharlan. And each generation, someone would be sent to watch the 'chosen' of the flourishing world.

This continued for a few hundred years, and eventually, Mithos grew upset.

"No one we've picked so far has been a suitable vessel for Martel!"

"Well, what do you expect? You win some, you lose some." Yuan shrugged.

"I want to always win!"

"Mithos, you can't always win." Kratos stated. "It's not logically possible."

"I don't care about logic! I want my sister back!" Mithos turned and stomped out.

"He's going nowhere fast." Yuan whispered.

"I agree." Kratos sighed.

Once again, my take on the whole ToS History thing. The chapters are going to get a little shorter for a while. I've been writing them during lunch at school and don't have a lot of time. So, please be patient. After I'm done re-writing the history of the Seraphim, the chapters will get longer, I hope. Please review! Give me ideas to make you happy! I live to entertain you...