Two hours flew by swiftly in his sanctum. Ten minutes were spent to simply recover. At how she was silently laughing at him when he finally moved from the chair to set it back to rights, he found himself shaking his head and chuckling softly, as he helped her dress. "I stand corrected. I was not done."

"I hope that what we did was enough. I may forget about it, but..."

"No, I should be good for now," he agreed and kissed her gently. "Thank you."

"No need to thank me, Itherael. You couldn't focus. You must stay focused. When I know when the next Lightsong is, I need to know if you'll be focused for it. You need more here for your Library. You were right in saying that not many appeared for your faction. We must fix that," she said. He nodded and hugged her to him. "Although, I must admit. I am surprised that you had a chair."

"Yes. I had one made for me. I did notice the one in Imperius's sanctum."

"Ah. So, that gave you the idea. I see. But...you still seem troubled. What is it?"

"I do love you," he said. "I had vowed to myself that I wouldn't come to love you. But, I do. It is something that I cannot help. After all that happened..."

"Hush," she said and squeezed him to her. "I know. Trust me. I do. It's why I do what I can with you. I care for you as deeply as you do for me. What I do with you is nearly the same thing that I do with Tyrael. It's the same for Malthael. I simply...can't say those words back to you. It's not that you aren't worthy of hearing them, it's simply because I vowed to Imperius. I cannot break my vow."

"I know," he sighed and squeezed her. "I...do need to tell you this, though."

"What?" she asked and rested against his hovering form.

"After Imperius's offspring is born...when you're ready for another..." he shivered. "It will be my turn to create one with you."

"What?!" she asked with surprise.

"I'm telling you this, only because I know you will forget about it," he said and tilted her face up to look into his hood. "You are to help us create a mortal version of our Council. As to how I know this, well, do you remember the prophecy you found in the Horadric library? The one covered by moss?"

"Wait..." she frowned. Then her eyes widened. "You mean...?"

"Yes."

"But...Hope..."

"I will tell you of another secret for that, but you cannot get distressed over it. Imperius cannot know of this. You know how he will be. All right? So, you must remain calm."

"Okay."

"Imperael is special. He is one that is made up of all of our Aspects. This has been confirmed and tested. He will help give Hope a mortal form with you. Anu already knew of this."

"But...I helped bring Imperael to us! Isn't he like my son?" she frowned. "Or true brother?"

"No. He was not truly born from you. Granted, he does see you as a sister, but, when he learned of what he needed to do, he does not truly see you as his sister anymore," he explained gently. "He sees you as someone he respects and holds in very high regard."

"I see," she nodded and let him continue to hold her. "There is something that I still find troubling. I simply didn't address it from all that was going on. It has been on my mind in secret."

"And what is that?"

"Tyrael should not be able to dream, but he told me that he dreamt of me falling from Heaven. I had never seen him so distraught before," she frowned. At how he seemed to stiffen and shiver, she now realized that something was clearly wrong. "Itherael...wait...it truly happened...didn't it?"

"It did..." he said in half whimpering whisper and squeezed her. "Lilith's soul...it shoved you from the ledge you Sang at. Imperius and Izarius both dove after you. Imperius caught you and brought you back to safety. It...happened so fast..."

"Imperius saved me?" she asked. He nodded and let her snuggle into him.

"Your mind was in complete turmoil. He had to help you forget. You were in danger of losing your pregnancy with Mal. We were all so distressed over you..." he muttered and found himself kissed in a comforting way. "But...yes...you had fallen..."

"And Imperius rescued me," she sighed and hugged him tight. "I need to see to him now."

"Of course. I'll be watching over you from afar, as always."

"Not too far, I hope," she smiled. He gave her a warm squeeze and saw Anarius return for her.

"I WILL ALLOW YOU TO REMEMBER THAT YOU WERE TOLD THAT YOU HAD FALLEN. HOWEVER, YOU WILL NOT REMEMBER THE FULL MEMORY OF WHAT HAPPENED. THE WORDS WILL HOLD NO ILL EFFECTS ON YOU. THE VISIONS WILL, SO YOU WILL NOT REMEMBER THE VISIONS. COME WITH ME, AND I WILL TAKE YOU TO IMPERIUS," he said gently. She nodded, got one more squeeze from Itherael, and let Anarius scoop her up carefully. Now she was taken to the training halls. When he landed next to Imperius from an opened window ledge, Imperius looked at him with a touch of curiosity. At how she looked at him now, he sensed a shock of distress. Even her mark was glowing in such a way to prove what he already knew.

"I'm here!" he said quickly and took her up. "What happened?"

"I saw Itherael. I had a question for him," she said softly.

"What question?" he asked gently. Anarius simply stood nearby to let them talk.

"I asked...why Tyrael dreamt that I fell from Heaven. And he...told me that it was actually true," she shivered and got squeezed protectively. "But...you had saved me."

"I did," he said with a soft nod. "Your mind was in so much shock..."

"I know. I can't remember what really happened, but now that I was informed of this...I just really want to be with you right now," she said and pressed into him. He kissed her forehead, nodded and turned to look back to the training angels. Anarius nodded now that all was well and flew off to survey the rest of the High Heavens. At the small shivers she started to give, Imperius began to breathe evenly to help calm her back down. It wasn't helping her.

"Titharius! I need to see to Anaurael's health! Keep them training!" he ordered sternly and moved swiftly from the training halls. She was starting to panic again. "My ward, do not fret so. Yes, you fell. I rescued you. Remember your dream? I charged through that wall to get you. Nothing will keep me from your side. I am your life and protection, as you are my strength and focus. The moment you are in any form of danger, I am at your side."

"I love you!" she whimpered, and he paused in his walk to lift her mouth into his helm to kiss her deeply. It was quite some time that he stood there with her in this position. When the kiss finally ended, he turned to look out the open ledge to see the expanse of the Silver City with her. She had her arms looped around his shoulders as much as she could with her head resting close to his neck. At the feel of his hand moving up her back, she could only give a happy smile of contentment now. No other would make her feel such joy. Imperius truly was the only one that could help her feel so at ease.

It was when Izarius appeared with news that Mal was hungry that they moved back to her chambers. Back on Sanctuary, Gurzick was scouting for new places to find various wealth and riches for his new home. Not finding anything above ground, he decided to teleport where Azmodan had his demise in the core of Mount Arreat. The place was slowly cooling down, but still had the stench of brimstone around it. There were also quite a few demons that still lingered from being trapped after Azmodan's fall. Many of these demons also had things that they had abandoned when they fled the area.

Gurzick began to look around to see if anything was dropped, and he stumbled upon a couple coins. Laughing at his good fortune, he scooped them up to put in his bag. He hopped over to where he saw a dagger sticking up out of the ground and quickly claimed that. Then he saw a small gem close to a drop-off ledge of lava. After finding a few more things, he paused. Something wasn't adding up. Some of the things he found looked too new to be held by demons. And they were in such close proximity to each other. Taking out the dagger again, he realized that he was right.

"This dagger has no blood. No dirt. No scuffs. It was just left here. But...by what?" he mused to himself. That was when he heard a cheerful laugh just a ways off. He blinked and realized that it sounded like another goblin. But it was far too cheerful. He bounded over and hid behind a rock. Pausing for a bit, he heard the cheerful laugh again. Now he tilted his head and looked over the rock. What he found shocked him, and the report was quickly sent to Greed.

What he saw was another Greed Goblin, but this one had blue skin, wore an intense, colorful purple hood and loincloth, and it carried a magenta colored bag that looked like it had cheerful patches of rainbows, stars, and clouds on it. Gurzick was completely amazed. When the odd goblin looked over, one of the happiest, cheeriest smiles was seen on its face, as several coins were pulled out of the bag and scattered all over the ground. He couldn't help himself and ran over to get them.

"Hey! I just put those down!" the other goblin said. Then it giggled cheerfully and said, "But that's okay! I'll just put down more!"

"What?!" Gurzick said with shock, as more treasures were tossed at him, yet not really given over to him directly. Even as they were replaced, he was already gathering them up. "So...you were the one putting stuff here? To be found?"

"Yes! That is my job!" the goblin giggled. At a closer look, a rainbow sash was draped over its chest and back, and Gurzick realized that its garments almost resembled his. It just looked more colorful. And cheerful. Too cheerful. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I have not seen one like you before. Do you work for the Baroness?" he asked.

"No!" it laughed and beamed at him cutely. "I come from another place! My kind have always existed, there's just not that many of us! We come from a place called Whimsyshire. Oh! You've never heard of it? Well, it does exist! I'm proof! Anyways, we put stuff in places for others to find. We live off of their happiness! That is what we do."

"Oh," Gurzick thought. "Um...you know, you could just give me your stuff. It would be easier!"

"No!" the other goblin said with a beaming, cheery smile.

"Give!" Gurzick growled and lunged for the colorful bag. He found the bag gone, and the colorful goblin was several feet away. It was a touch faster than him to show how much more nimble it was. It was created from a far more magical existence than a physical one. The two goblins were on completely opposite ends of the spectrum for Greed Goblin society. He took things. The other placed things. He was just about to start chasing it through the fiery area when Greed seized up his limbs to talk through him. On seeing the goblin freeze up, the other goblin watched curiously.

"Hello there. My name is Greed. I can communicate through Gurzick from the crown he wears, and it was not my intention to have him chase you. So, I stopped him. He won't chase you after this. As for you, you are a very strange one! Out of all my life of living, I have never seen one like you. So, how much stuff do you give? And your home sounds interesting. Can it be visited?" Greed asked from the crown. "And do you have a name? It would be nice to know your name."

"Sure! My name is Gahin!" it said. "And I am a girl. All of us from Whimsyshire tend to be girls. So, you want to visit my home? Um...you could...but the guards are very strong. They don't take too kindly to outsiders. This may include you. But, if you know of others that can help you..."

"I do! I know a group that could help Gurzick see your home. Very strong, too. But, I am curious. Your kind places stuff all over? How about in my realm?" Greed asked now.

"You are funny!" she laughed and giggled. "We don't work like that! You still have to find it! Like I told Gurzick, we live off of the joy that others get in finding what we leave behind. If we just gave you the stuff, then it wouldn't be as strong. So, yes, we leave stuff for you to find all the time! From the gems in the rocks, to the gold in the walls! We do all of that!"

"Amazing! Yes, I would like to see your realm. Will you remain here? Or can you travel with Gurzick? If you travel with him, it may be easier," Greed said.

"If you know that I won't be hurt, then I can travel with you. Lead the way!" she beamed and picked up her colorful bag of treasures. When Gurzick was given control, Greed made him promise that no harm would come to her. As much as Gurzick still wanted her stuff, Greed was making an exception. She was something new. He wanted to know more. Gurzick was forced to obey his wishes. A portal was made to Westmarch soon after. She followed him through it, and he led her to where the Nephalem was. When Gurzick waved, a wave was given back.

"Hi! I bring friend!" he grinned.

"Oh? Well, hello," the Nephalem nodded.

"Hi! Gurzick wants me to show you my home. I'm from a place called Whimsyshire," Gahin smiled in a beaming, cheerful way. Now the Nephalem was awed.

"You can talk normally to me?" the champion blinked.

"Yes. Is that so strange?" she asked with a cute tilt of her blue-skinned head. "Anyways, I can show you where I live, but the guards may be a bit of an issue."

"I can handle guards," the Nephalem chuckled. "Let me rally my friends."

"Okay!" she beamed and twirled around in a small happy dance. The Nephalem could only laugh at the display and soon moved off to rally whoever would want to join the expedition. Lyndon was clearly on board. Kormac and Eirena were quick to join, too. Izual was there to help bring some work to Tyrael when the traveling escapade was made known.

"I think the others are still in the High Heavens. I'll send word," Izual nodded with a chuckle. He vanished away, and, within minutes, the Wizard appeared with her angelic partner. The Monk appeared soon after with his, and Vincent was quick to show up with his partner.

"Kalgor and the Witch Doctors need to sit this one out. Ah! There he is," the Monk chuckled at the Crusader that appeared with his female partner.

"It's a new place, a new discovery, and I want to see it," the Crusader chuckled. His angelic female partner chuckled and accepted the small arm squeeze he gave her.

"So, did the two of you...?" Lyndon started to ask.

"Not your business," the Crusader said quickly. "Do I ever ask you such questions?"

"You could! I could probably teach you a thing or two," the scoundrel started, but stopped at the smoldering glare given in return. "Or not! It's all fine by me!"

Then Kalgor appeared with his female and smirked slightly. "She wanted to see it."

"That I did," she said softly. She rested a hand on his massive shoulder, and he chuckled at her.

"So, where are we going?" Kormac asked. The Nephalem gestured to the colorful Greed Goblin, and she waved with a cheerful smile.

"Hello! My name is Gahin! I'll take you all to my home! Do be wary of the guards, though. They're not what they appear to be. If anything, they like to play! Sometimes they play too hard, but I'll keep you safe! As long as you all mean no harm, it should be okay. Are you all ready?" she asked. At their nods, she spun around in a small dance and sang softly for a large, prismatic rainbow portal to appear. Then she turned to them and gestured for them to move through it.

"How do we get back?" the Nephalem asked.

"I help!" Gurzick nodded. At this, they all piled into the portal with Gahin following behind them happily. Where they ended up next had them taken by complete surprise.

"It's...um..." Kalgor blinked at the bright colors that assaulted his vision. Sparkling flares of light seemed to dance and play in front of them, and there even seemed to be tufts of sparkles that shimmered around their feet when they moved over the bright, green grasses. White, fluffy clouds that seemed to be in pairs laughed and bounced, as they passed by with a rainbow sported on each side of them. Some even dropped gold or the random item if they were noticed. It also seemed to be a mass of land that was floating along a lake of deep blue that they walked on. The place was sunny, happy, and quite cheery to behold. The place truly was bizarre.

"Different," Kormac agreed. The Crusader could only agree, but he did look at some of the large, daisy-like flowers. Many of them had little yellow smiley faces in the middle of the pink petals. Some of them even started to move. And there was no breeze...

"I think..." the Crusader said and slowly put a hand on his mace. He wasn't planning to pull out the weapon yet, though. "that we have some guards around us."

"What?" Lyndon asked. Then he saw a flower move. As in, it got up and began to move towards them. Gahin trotted over quickly to talk to it in a chatter of laughs and giggles. The flower now seemed to regard her silently. Then the yellow center looked over at the group. It turned towards the other now mobile flowers, as though coming to a decision. They scattered off.

"I think we should leave," the Nephalem said wisely. Even the angels were agreeing to this. Gurzick looked at Gahin, and she shrugged. She only knew how to bring them there. Gurzick focused on making a portal. It didn't work.

"Ah," the Monk said. "What is wrong?"

"Portal! No work!" Gurzick seemed to panic.

"Oh, dear!" Gahin said with a happy sigh. "I think I know why. None of your kind has ever been here. None of my kind has ever seen one of your homes, too. I put things down, and you take them."

"Is there another way out?" the Crusader asked. He just noticed several large teddy bears bounding over. Some were a soft pink, and others were a purplish blue. One came over to Eirena and gave her a hug. She was beaming at how cute it was.

"Cuddle Bears love hugs!" Gahin giggled. "And, um, I think there is another way out! They promise not to hurt you. I'll have to go look!"

"Be quick," Kalgor muttered, as he saw something else in the distance. And they were charging over to check out the small group. They soon found themselves looking at unicorns. A lot of unicorns. Pink ones, purple ones, fat and chubby ones...

"Gahin?" the Nephalem asked, but she was already gone. When Gurzick moved to a cauldron filled with gold, he paused at the sudden glare a teddy bear gave him. Something was wrong.

"Ow! You are hugging too tight!" Eirena gasped. Kormac was quick to remove the teddy bear from its choking hold on her. "I think it attacked me!"

"Start backing away!" the Wizard's male angelic partner urged, as he moved in front of her to protect her. "We have lost our protection! When that one left, I sensed a change!"

"I sensed it, too," Salauriel said and drew her massive sword. Kalgor had his weapons out and ready to carve a path through them. The Nephalem grimaced and saw Gurzick trembling. The little Greed Goblin had lost contact with Greed. Greed was able to see everything up to when Gahin vanished. Once the safety measure was gone, the magical, cheerful realm sealed off all hopes of escaping. This included magical viewing from other realms. Now there was only one sensation they all felt, as the realm protectors watched them with a form of eagerness they knew all too well. It was as though a bunch of kids found a wonderful new toy. LETS PLAY!

"Run!" the Nephalem shouted. The group bolted and killed off anything that got too close. A large purple unicorn sparked with lightning, as it whinnied and charged at them. The Wizard cast her spells of ice to slow them down, and the Crusader moved with Kormac and Kalgor to form a wall of steel and hard muscle. The flowers they saw earlier darted over to help their comrade's attacks, and Vincent pegged a few with some timed crossbow darts and slowed with some traps. His wolf howled to bolster their attack, but there was one main problem. There were simply too many of them. Even the angels felt overwhelmed, and that was a rarity.

"Fall back!" the Crusader ordered. Kalgor swore viciously when his weapons broke from being over-used, and he shoved them back in his belt for Haedrig to fix later.

"Your weapons broke?!" the Nephalem asked with surprise.

"It's not often..." Kalgor snorted and punched a unicorn out. "that I'm faced with something based on myth and fantasy!"

"And demons aren't?!" Lyndon grunted and fired a few bolts from his Manticore into the eyes of a charging pink unicorn. Even as it fell dead, another ten were right behind it. This place was never breached before. The forces here were untouched. They were far outnumbered.

"My fists are almost too blunt to strike with!" the Monk scowled, as he tried to keep the numbers under control. Even his angelic partner was starting to show a form of stress. The angelic male was now getting very worried over the exhaustion his Wizard female was showing. Demons would run off to strategize an attack. It gave them a small break. It wasn't like that here. If the Witch Doctors were with them, they might have had a slightly better chance from the added back up, but that wouldn't have lasted long. Their beasts would have been overwhelmed within seconds.

"Um...is that a good sign?" Lyndon asked when a massive unicorn with splashes of purple and pink coloring appeared with a deep green mane and tail. At the stance it now gave off, they knew that this was one of the main guards. When it began to charge up with arcane power, a sense of loss seemed sink in. At the look of his other comrades, he cringed. "We're done for. Aren't we?"

"Do you have any other weapons?!" the Crusader asked Kalgor.

"I'm checking! Cover me!" Kalgor hissed and spat out some blood that got on him from a unicorn that just got killed from a crushing blow to its windpipe. What he reached for now was an odd staff. It was the last thing that he had in his arsenal. It was something he didn't know how to use, but he had no choice. When he wielded it, a blue, ghostly figure of a cow appeared with a stately crown on its head. "What? A cow?! Is Bul-Kathos messing with my mind from all of this fighting? I know I picked up this staff from a traveling peddler...and that I was told it was special...but...a cow?"

"I am the Cow King!" it brayed out in a ghostly tone. "I see you have need of assistance! Go through here! Quickly! We shall speak further in a place of safety!"

At the new portal that appeared, they all piled through it and found themselves back on Sanctuary just outside of Old Tristram. The bluish figure floated close by over a skeletal figure of a cow that was by a drop off ledge. Gurzick was just relieved that Greed was back in touch with him, and the report was given over. He was in shock at what he learned.

"I think...I can breathe now..." the Crusader sighed and actually fell to his knees. "My armor is ruined! My shield is dented. Haedrig will be so amused..."

"All of us will need repairs, I think," the Nephalem sighed and regarded the ghost. "You have our thanks. But...I didn't expect to see a talking cow. Am I going delusional?"

"And this is what I get for assisting you? Well, in that case, you are all talking sacks of putrid flesh with no fur! Ha hah! Touché! Anyways, as I said before, I am the Cow King. What that larger sack of putrid flesh with no fur is talking about is the Staff of Herding. It is something that my people have always revered when we had it made. As long as he has my Staff of Herding, then I can assist. But, only by so much."

"I see. So...we can get back to that realm with it?" the Wizard asked.

"That you can! But, you may want to make sure that your horns are a bit sharper," the Cow King nodded. Now that his assistance was no longer needed, he vanished away. At the sight of Gahin coming back to them from her own rainbow portal, she looked very distressed, but in a rather cheerful way.

"I am sorry! They said they only wanted to play..." she sighed. She was still smiling, though. Her kind was unable to frown or show any form of unhappiness.

"Well, them wanting to play was to kill us off," Kormac said.

"But, we know a way to go back there to show them how much we also want to play again. When we have better equipment," Lyndon smirked. "So, it's all good!"

"The moment you left, they showed us how much we were wanted," the Monk said to the colorful goblin. "We shall have to tread carefully, if we visit again."

"Just let me know when, if you see me," she nodded. "I have to place more stuff around, but I'll wave at you when I see you!"

"Of course. Do what you must," the Nephalem nodded back. Gurzick watched Gahin vanish away in her rainbow portal, and he found himself muttering to himself. He still wanted her stuff and planned to track her down. This time, Greed was with him on this. He wanted to know the traveling paths this other goblin took. If Gurzick couldn't teleport from her realm, then the same thing may happen if she got to my realm. He wanted to test that theory. He also knew that she may not have access to things to give him. That was fine. It was the theory he was curious about.

"I'm getting my armor fixed," the Crusader said and finally stood up. He accepted the small pat his angelic female gave him in comfort. "You need your weapon fixed, too."

"I can get mine repaired in Heaven. Shall we meet there?" she asked. At his nod and squeeze to her hand with his own, she vanished away. The other angels were soon doing the same thing.

"So...you did sleep with her...?" Lyndon asked.

"You know," the Crusader said thoughtfully. "just because my weapon needs to be repaired doesn't mean I don't have enough of it left to flog you with. Shall we test that?"

"No thanks!" Lyndon grinned. Vincent sighed and rolled his eyes, as he walked past them. But, he did chuck a rock at Lyndon's head to smack him neatly. "Ouch! Who did that?!"

"If you can't tell, then you're not that quick. Are you?" Vincent muttered, as he walked back to the town. The scoundrel glared at him, as the others simply laughed.