A/N's: Hey again. Sorry about the long wait. I had to get through Rugby before I could write again and I didn't want to come back with crappy writing quality so I read a book. Hopefully, the quality isn't too crappy for u xD. but Anyways just read and see fro yourself. lol I finally got the plot moving where I wanted it to go.

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"Where is the life that I recoginize?"

- Ordinary World

Chapter 8: Childish Illness

Today was the day he turned six years old.

He woke up that day feeling different. He felt the same, with his human like hands looking human. He looked in the mirror and saw that his eyes were brown with the slight tint of purple that had been there for as long as he could remember which wasn't long. He checked his arms and legs for any signs of strangeness but found nothing. He decided to ignore the feeling and walked out of his room. He walked aimlessly, just merely looking for something...different. Perhaps even something slightly colorful. He went towards the large windows, that were made of some kind of transparent sustance that wasn't glass. At least, it didn't sound like glass when Lloyd knocked on it. Either way, he didn't exactly know what glass was supposed to sound like.

He looked down only to see purple clouds and small spots of blue where the purple wasn't. He knew that there was another world out there. Two in fact. He wanted to go there. He wanted to see what actual color looked like. He hit his hand on the window.

He wanted to leave this place.

He wandered solemnly back to his room. He dragged his feet, showing all signs of disappointment. His eyes widened in surprise as he suddenly felt a strong force land on his back, pushing him forward and making him land face first. He couldn't move to see who the attacker was behind him but he did realize that there were no angels floating around in this area because they gone to prepare for a ceremony. That left him to wonder, could an attacker actually get into Welgaia? He closed his eyes as the attacker put his hand to Lloyd's back and pushed down. The six year-old felt as though someone was crushing his lungs but he focused. The mana felt lightning. It was sharp and fired up with energy... much like that as some of the angels in Welgaia. But an angel wouldn't attack him, right?

"I don't know what's going on today, but this curse must be lifted," the attacked mumbled. Lloyd could barely make out what he said. As he was trying to understand what curse this man was talking about, power flowed onto his back and spread throughout his body. He felt as though something was being removed from him, like some kind of burden being lifted off his shoulders. He was beginning to feel lighter, and a bit more childish. Enormous amounts of knowledge in his head suddenly seemed... confusing to him. When the power faded, the attacker vanished leaving a six year-old Lloyd to ponder what had happened. The young boy then shook his head. Didn't he have to get dressed for some kind of... prem-on-tion? He put his hand on his forehead. That wasn't it. How come he couldn't remember the word anymore? He ignored it and ran into his room, acting as if nothing had happened.

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The two males watched from a small balcony as the confused young boy ran into his room. They were quite concerned. The angels had all gone to see Yggdrasill, but Yggdrasill wanted all the other Seraphims to stay away from that area. Yuan and Kratos had been itching to go and spy on him but decided to deal with the Curse of Intelligence on Lloyd instead. They were curious as to what Yggdrasill had planned for the boy although in Kratos situation, he was extremely worried. Yggdrasill did not care for the boy in the least. He knew that for a fact. Yggdrasill didn't care if the boy died or if he became terribly ill and so he watched over him himself, with Yuan to help him.

Another thing Kratos was worried about, was the Angelus Project. Because Lloyd's mother was the subject, if Yggdrasill felt that the project was incomplete, he'd use Lloyd to finish it. Thinking about how that would end, made him sweat. It made him angry, a bit scared, and worried all at the same time. He gripped the balcony railing as Lloyd closed the door to his room. The two of them watched for a about a half hour. All they heard from his room were thumps and things that sounded like they being thrown against the walls. Yuan decided to check on him.

"Just to make sure he isn't hurting himself," he mumbled as he jumped down from the balcony, landing right in front of Lloyd's room. He held the doorknob and slowly twisted it and pushed the door open to see...

Lloyd stuggling to get his clothes on.

Yuan watched as the boy tried to stand with two legs in one pant and watched him bounce off his wall and fall to the ground. At least, now he knew that the curse was lifted for sure.

"Lloyd, just what are you doing?" Yuan asked as he watched the boy roll on the floor, attempting to get a shirt on.

"I have to get dressed for za ceremeny!" Yuan sighed with relief. He was talking like a little kid again.

"Here let me help you. And you pronounce it as 'ceremony'."

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They snook into the room that Yggdrasill had told them to stay out of, thanks to young Lloyd who told them that no one should be watching the doors after he walked in. The ceremony was all about him. Kratos managed to pry some info out of the boy. Apparently, Yggdrasill was going to show and give him true power through a ceremony and once the ceremony was over, he'd be on his way to becoming a Seraphim. Hearing that, made Kratos seeth with anger. Something bad was going to happen, and Kratos wasn't sure if he'd be able to stop it himself.

They stood there watching the ceremony from a distance for over an hour. Lloyd had to do a bucn of spells in a certain order. Yuan called it the Spectrum's order, a very difficult way of casting spells one after the other. The rest of it was just Yggdrasill boasting about how great he was.

Something happened later on in the ceremony that caught the Seraphims attention. Yggdrasill pulled out the Angelus Crystal. Kratos unsheathed his sword. Lloyd was facing the ground, taking a knee for respect. Yuan readied some of his lightning magic. This party was about to get crashed. They were ready to pounce forward.

Only then did they realize their mistake.

They were surrounded by angels in seconds. Sure, the combined forces of Yuan and Kratos could kill them all in seconds but it was too much time. In those few seconds it took to get rid of the angels, Yggdrasill would have put the Crystal on Lloyd's arm. They fought anyways. What happened during the fight quickly irritated the two of them. The angels weren't there to ge hit, they were there to stall. As soon as one of them attacked them, they dodged. After a few seconds of this, Kratos looked towards Lloyd.

The boy slowly stood up, as if going in slow motion. He looked up at Yggdrasill and patiently waited for the gift of power. Yuan took the time to look as well. Kratos felt his heart almost felt his heart drop and Yuan merely stared. Yggdrasill hadn't embedded the crystal on Lloyd hand, where it normally goes.

He embedded it into the boy's forhead.

"Mithos!" Kratos howled as the angels finally moved aside allowing Kratos to run up to his son who had collapsed from a great amount of pain. The boy was barely breathing. Kratos stood and pointed his sword at Yggdrasill.

"Yggdrasill, if he dies... I'll kill you." Yggdrasill snickered.

" Let him die? Please, Kratos, I have plan for him. I need him to strengthen the power of the Angelus Crystal and turn into something much more... glamourous. Kvar. who has much face to regain, will take care of that for me once he awakens." It was Yuan's turn to speak.

"So you first you attempt to kill him and now you want to ship off to Sylvarant to hand him over to Kvar?!" he exclaimed.

"I did not attempt to kill him. He'll be fine. You may see him when you wish." Yggdrasill snapped his fingers at two angels who picked up the small boy lying on the floor and took him to a small, white room where he could rest. "Yuan, contact Kvar. Tell him to start research on the Angelus Crown immediately." Yuan's hands shook with anger as he gripped them tightly in fists.

"Fine." Was all he said as he walked away.

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He was just enjoying his tea when his computer beeped. A message from the Seraphim of Cruxis? Kvar read the message over and laughed. His research seemed as if it was going to continue.

"Research with the Angelus Crown... hm very interesting." He took one last sip of his tea before putting it down. He was going to be to get revenge faster than he ever thought possible.

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Ana: ...it took me a few hours.

Anna: is he gonna be ok?

Me: Meh.

Anna: Review please!

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Preview: Chapter 9: Childish Lessons

"Alright, head to your next appointment."

"I'm sure you can handle them."