Near the Port of Sindria. A few days after the previous chapter. Franklin's View.

Spin, spin, spin. I kept spinning my scissors around and around. We were getting close according to Pisti. In the last few days, some sea monsters attacked and Pisti used her Household Vessel to communicate with them. I asked her what a Household Vessel was and she said it was similar to a Metal Vessel except that its a vessel that has the shared power of the Djinn. The person has to have helped the conqueror during his dungeon crawling, or has a strong connection with the King Vessel to become part of his Household. Her Vessel borrows the power of Zepar, a Sound type Djinn, which makes sense due to its animal communication properties. I wonder if I will have any Household members? And speaking of sound, I just want to listen to music again. Oh the cruelly plain Old World! Oh crappy memory, why did you forget about my headphones? I started to slowly weep childishly, but silently.

As I looked out into the sea, a hand tapped on my shoulder. I looked behind me and saw Ramses. He had an easygoing smile on his face.

"Hey, Franklin, how are you feeling?"

"I'm bored..." I said with a groan.

"Hey Franklin, check this out. This might not bore you,"

Ramses backed away from me and unsheathed his blade. He closed his eyes and he started to focus his Magoi on his right arm. His sword was engulfed in a small whirlwind, which slowly consumed his arm. Is he trying to do a Djinn Equip?

"Dwell in me, Andras,"

The orange feather katana was formed and half of his torso started to resemble Andras. Half of his white toga transformed into half of Andras's short sleeveless vest. I was amazed by his progress in Djinn Equipping. He got transformed at least 1/4th of his body into a Djinn's. The parts of the Djinn started to glow and revert back into their former states. Ramses panted a little, considering the amount of effort it takes to equip your Djinn. He started to stumble, going down to his knee. I ran to Ramses and helped him up. I'm half-zombie right now, so I have body heat, much to Ramses's relief.

"Are you okay?"

He kept panting, but responded to me with a smile.

"Yeah, I'll be fine."

"How did you manage to equip 1/4th of your body easily?" I asked. I only knew how to Djinn Weapon Equip, but Djinn Equipping was a hassle for me.

"Magoi Manipulation helps. Through it, equipping your Djinn can take lesser time."

"I'm not that experienced in it yet. I only know how to block out people's Magoi, or in this case, drain them."

Ramses stood up and let go of my grip. He could still stand and walk, but the effort it took to Djinn Equip took a pretty hefty toll. I wished I could complete my training with Shambal. I grabbed my scissors from my pocket and gripped on it tightly. I wonder why Sinbad wants me to come to Sindria? Who's Sinbad? I saw Pisti flying above our ship.

"Pisti! Who's Sinbad?" I yelled.

I saw her look down at me with a raised eyebrow.

"Catch me!" she yelled as she hopped off her giant bird, backfirst.

You idiot! She gleefully screamed "Wee!" as she fell off. I hopped high into the air, using the sliver of zombie strength I have, and caught her in my arms. Her weight matched her stature: light. It was like carrying a kid. She shone a cute smile at me as we both landed on the ship.

"You don't know who Sinbad is?

"No?" I said nervously.

"The conqueror of the Seven Seas?"

"Nope,"

"The man who caught Seven Djinn?"

"Kouen?"

She smacked me and hopped off of me. I wiped my face from her smack

"No, that guy has three! Sinbad's the one with seven! The man who sailed Seven Seas, King of Sindria, the City of Dreams?"

Oh right. Was he?

Pisti instantly ran toward the cabin and came back out with a piece of paper. She started to scribble on it. She drew a childish doodle of a guy with a ponytail, wearing a turban and a bunch of jewelry. I'm guessing he's really old, considering his journey involving seven Dungeon crawling events.

"Considering the amount of jewelry, those might be his Metal Vessels?"

"Yep!"

"I'm guessing one of them is Zepar? And because of that, you're part of his Household?"

"Yep!"

"I wonder how?" I squinted my eyes suggestively.

"Yep!"

Is she going to keep on saying "Yep!" or she actually answered to what I was saying. My eye twitched. Was this Sinbad guy really a lolicon or some sort of womanizer?

"Are you serious?! Or you just keep on saying yep?"

"I was kidding about your dirty thoughts, lech. It's a long story that I'll tell you another time,"

Now that that was dealt with, I decided to tease her a bit.

"Can I grope you again?"

*Bonk!*

Damn you Emiline, you possessive bitch. Stop hitting me with your staff every time I'm screwing with someone! The only thing I can see is the wooden floor, shadowed by my head.

Sindria Harbor.

I fell asleep outside during my wait, but was awoken by the nudging of Emiline's staff. I groggily stood up and was greeted by the sight of land. That whole voyage took nearly a week, and all that patience paid off in the end. People say Sindria is the City of Dreams, and it shows through the diverse and happy community, the abundant villages, the mountainous walls, and the bright castle on top. Must be where Sinbad is.

I walked out of the boat with my other friends in tow. They had faces of surprise and astonishment from the sight of Sindria. I had to admit, for an Old Earth city, this lived up to its name. On the harbor, we were greeted by a red haired man in armor and a man that looked similar to Armakan. The red haired man was more reserved, whereas the man from Heliohapt seemed more hotblooded.

"Yo Ramses! How's it going?!" the Heliohaptan man called to the 15 year old teen.

Ramses ran up to this man and they both gave each other high five.

"Sharrkan, how's life in exile going?" Ramses said with a calm smile.

Sharrkan, the taller man laughed at his question and slapped Ramses's shoulder playfully.

"Way better than having Armakan boss me around all day," he laughed harder, much to Ramses's chagrin,"Are you sure you got a Djinn?"

Sharrkan squinted his eyes after saying this. Ramses drew his sword and showed him the symbol. Sharrkan had a stale smile on his face, with his eye twitching. He put his arm around his back and walked away from us.

"Will you excuse us, we have to talk," he said to all of us with silent rage.

"Wait, what's your name?" Amihiha asked.

"Sharrkan!" the tall spiky haired man replied whilst looking away.

I saw Ramses looking at me and mouthing "Help me,". I waved goodbye to him, hoping this "chat" will go well for him.

"Bye Ramses. Hope nostalgia hits both of you like a Rampaging Unicorn on a small island." Ramses had tears on his face as he walked away.

I turned to the red haired man, clad in what looked like Medieval aged armor. He seemed to have a calm smile on his face.

"So, you're the alien Metal Vessel user?" he did a formal bow.

"I'm Spartos, one of the Eight Generals of Sindria, and I and the rest of this country welcome you to Sindria,"

"Thanks Spartan,"

He was suddenly filled with anguish and looked down in despair. Whoops, did I mispronounce his name? Yep.

"Spartos."

I put my hand on the back of my hand, with an embarrassed smile. I laughed awkwardly.

"Sorry, Spartos."

Someone else was beside Spartos. A kid around 13? He has blue hair with a long braid, complete with blue eyes. There's a red jewel on his forehead, held in position by golden chains. He's clad a black wizard hat and a black robe, giving him the appearance of some sort of magician. He held a staff with metal handle and a curved sprout at the end.

"Hey kid, who are you?" I asked him.

"Hey big brother, I'm Aladdin and I'm a travelling Magi." he said with friendliness. So this is the Aladdin kid. What's next, he has a magic carpet, some sort of genie in the lamp, or a monkey named Abu? Out of curiosity, I asked him.

"So Aladdin, do you happen to have a magic carpet, some sort of genie in a lamp, and a monkey named Abu?"

It was a weird question, but the blue haired kid answered quickly.

"No, but I do have a magic turban, yes I had a Djinn, but he doesn't live in a lamp, and no, I don't have a monkey,"

Okay then. At least I'm not sucked into the Aladdin universe.

"How do you know Ugo? Are you from Alma Tor-" he looked behind me, and I followed his action. He looked at Emiline and quickly rushed toward her with a watering mouth. Who the hell is Ugo?

The blue haired Magi pounced Emiline, much to her surprise, and started to grope her breasts.

"Hey!? Stop it, kid!" Emiline shouted as she tried to pull him out. It was like watching a girl trying to remove slime.

"Big sis, you have such great boobies," Aladdin said in ecstasy.

Before the blonde bombshell could outburst, Aladdin was pulled away by the taller girl behind Emiline. Amihiha and Aladdin saw each other face to face.

"Aww, what a cute little kid!" Ami said as she embraced Aladdin.

"Whoa! Miss, you're too strong!" Aladdin muffled through her embrace. It was both good and bad for Aladdin because he's being squashed by powerful arms, and his face was in her chest.

"Hey, I don't want to be left out! And I'm only 10 years old."

Aladdin stopped his struggles and stayed still. Amihiha pulled him out of her hug.

"What's wrong, Aladdin?" she asked, curious of why he stopped his groping/panicking.

"B-but b-b-but you look like you're a teenager."

"Silly Aladdin, did you know I already started developing my breasts a year ago?"

That was slightly disturbing for Aladdin, even for me. I don't even want to imagine what would happen if my world had that physiology, especially my generation, with all these people doing twerks and other slutty things. Next thing you know, 9 year old girls start doing selfies, slutty ones. I think all of the guards were disturbed by that.

Sindria Palace, Sinbad's Office.

Amihiha was met by Hinahoho, a fellow person from Imuchakk and they both decided to talk to each other, so I left them to chat. Emiline was visited by Yamuraiha, and damn was she hot. That robe she wore belied a voluptuous figure, and those breasts, hidden by those clam shells, and that beautiful blue hair. I just want to... urgh never mind. I'm kind of concerned about Ramses with Sharrkan, but I hope he'll be fine. I was guided to the Sindrian palace by Jafar and Masrur: a young man with white hair and freckles dotted on his face, and another Fanalis similar to Mu, though he was short haired and seemed more unfriendly than the Cap. of the Fanalis Corps.

Now, I'm sitting on a chair in front of a desk, with Sinbad behind it.

He was a rather charming man to be honest. He wears a turban that has some sort of fan-shaped design, hiding long purple hair tied into a long ponytail, with golden eyes slightly obscured by his bangs. His white and purple robes were complete with two necklaces, a silver one with amethyst encrusted on it, and a gold one adorn with three rubies. His arms are toned and his right arm has a silver bracelet and two rings on his finger. One with a larger gem, and one with a circular gem that resembled a pearl. His left arm had a gold bracelet, and by his hand, a sword, hidden by a thin purple sheath. So let's see, the sword, the rings, the bracelets, the necklaces, and that turban. That's probably the seven Metal Vessels he has. This guy exudes badassery. Sinbadass.

"So, you're the one who explored the seven seas?"

He smiled and responded.

"Yes. I'm Sinbad, conqueror of Seven Dungeons and the Seven Seas."

"I get it, so let's cut to the chase shall we?" I responded, doing hand motions of chopping.

"You seem peppy, Franklin." he cleared his throat.

"Are you aware of the abnormalities in this world such as poverty, famine, and war?"

I didn't really see any, but Mu mentioned of Magnostadt's former hierarchy system.

"Mu told me about Magnostadt's hierarchy prior to the Medium's summoning."

Sinbad nodded with a confident face.

"In fact, can you tell me about your world? How did you get into this world anyway?"

I was still nervous. I was anxious about the paradoxes that could happen, and the ideas that the people will instantly absorb once I tell them.

"I conquered a dungeon in my world. In case you're wondering, I'm not from Alma Toran like Solomon and his Djinns. I came from a similar world like yours."

He kept a stern face.

"We too suffered from wars, famine, and poverty. But I'm going back on topic. After I conquered my dungeon, I was killed by my brother, a Magi. I was brought to life by another Magi, who is Emiline. Then I found myself in Reim."

"I see, I see. So it seems that you came from a different world. A world that you only know." I swear, his last sentence seemed to be a reference to some anime.

"Well, I ventured with Emiline, who was actually in a school in my world, but we both didn't know she was a Magi."

The King of the Seven Seas closed his eyes, contemplating for a bit.

"Mind if I ask you a question, Franklin?" Sinbad asked me.

"No sir,"

He let out a jolly yet calm laugh at my formal name for him.

"No need to be formal, friend, just call me Sin if you wish," Sin replied,"Now, my question is, Does your world involve anything with Kou, Sindria, or Reim?"

My world is totally different. There was no Kou Empire, just some sort of Ming Dynasty or something. There was no Reim Empire, only the Roman Empire, because Romulus found the empire. I think Sinbad in those Arabian Nights tales just involved him exploring the Seven Seas. All of those have something in common: no Metal Vessels were involved. Maybe I should stop being paranoid about these paradoxes.

"No. In fact..."

I decided to tell him about our history of the world. From the cavemen to the Greeks, and then the Roman Empire, the Ming Dynasty in China, how Sinbad actually existed in my world, fictionally in an Arabian tale. From the Dark ages, the Magna Carta, the French Revolution, Napoleonic Era, the Industrial Revolution, and the World Wars. From the look of Sinbad's face, he showed endearment in my world. I felt nothing hold me back. There was no paradoxes to twist me, but this Sinbad character seems very trustworthy.

"Wow, so you're world is actually already years advanced from us?" Sinbad showed astonishment.

"Yes, but you have magic and Metal Vessels. You wouldn't really need technology, right?"

"Yes, but it's our future, and the Rukh will decide fate. So what if you told me about the advanced technology you have? You have to remember that people choose whether or not to believe you."

Wow, that speech was pretty impacting.

"Do you believe me?"

Sinbad nodded.

"Titus has told me all about you. You were a champ back in the Colosseum, and even if you lost, people were influenced by your kindness and chivalry. You were also a generous man, even giving to the poor, and you showed no desire for attention when you were donating money or food."

Sinbad stood up from his seat and walked toward me. He put a hand on my shoulder.

"I definitely believe you." he looked at me with a calm and easy smile,"And judging by your fear of telling others about your world, I promise to keep your secret safe,"

"Thanks Sin," I smiled genuinely.

I'm happy, but I'm also kind of scared. This man, I think I feel something malicious behind his smile. Is it a facade?

"I'd like to know more about your world, but now, I have to go prepare a party for Alibaba, for he has to return from his trip to Balbadd, due to the delay of the Summit."

He showed me his hand. What is a Summit anyway?

"Will you help me?"

Emiline's View. Same time when Sinbad started talking to Franklin.

Both me and Yamuraiha sat in the gardens, talking to each other about magic.

"So, Aladdin groped your boobs?"

This lady sure is smart. Not as smart as Titus, but according to her, she's a magician genius. Also, she's a victim of the Aladdin's groping. I looked at her boobs, and then mine. Damn you Yamuraiha, or should I say Boobieraiha. I'm so ticked. Why does she have such big breasts! Argh.

"Miss Emiline, are you okay?" Yamuraiha said.

I got my composure back and laughed awkwardly.

"I'm okay, I was just envying your tits Boobie-er Yamuraiha."

"It's okay, Emiline, so, since you're also an alien, can you tell me more about your world? They must have developed teleport magic, time travel. Wait, did you time travel from here?"

So much questions. She rambled on and on about what kind of magic they developed. Throughout the years, there was no display of magic, just science and shitty Darwinism-based hierarchies. This isn't my world, of course because Remus found the empire. Little did I know, I was spaced out in my own little rage.

"Emiline, are you okay?"

I shook my head like a dog and returned to reality.

"I'm sorry, you were asking so much questions that I zoned out."

Yamuraiha had a nervous face and did an apologetic bow.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been so reckless. Since you're an alien, I just wanted to learn about you,"

"Yammy, I'm still human too. Can you please not call me an alien?"

She waved her hands and smiled with closed eyes stemmed from nervousness.

"Sorry, sorry. It's just, I've befriended two Magi, and those shoes look really interesting,"

I raised my brow.

"Why thank you, I don't really want to talk about them, because I might cause a paradox or something."

"Miss Emiline, are you a bit paranoid? I mean, I've heard from Titus that in your world, Romulus found the empire, and if Remus did in your world, then you might have been different."

I think I have swirly eyes from just talking about paradoxes. I felt confused, dizzy, and stressed, and all of that was vehemently forced out by a staff whack. From throughout these two months, this staff whacking is like a running gag.

"I'm sorry, I'll be right back,"

With that, the buxom blue haired magician left me in the gardens, alone. I looked up into the sky and wondered if I was just a generic Magi. Almost all of the Magi seem to be the same, with the exception of Judar. I think I've heard his name before, in a story that was connected with Sinbad and Aladdin. I really hope I'm not in some sort of 1001 Nights themed world. Bored, I decided to play with my magic a bit. It's weird that I never knew that there was a Magoi Reverse Tool on my breast. How come Titus managed to spot it after two months? I'm really starting to suspect my dad. In fact, he said my mother died when I was born. I feel like something might be up between my mother and I.

I looked at my staff and pointed it toward the sky. Sindria's skies are truly magnificent. While Yam and I were talking, she said that there was a barrier around Sindria that prevented abnormalities to come in. I closed my eyes and silently chanted.

"Flash Infigar,"

The small ball of light materialized and shrunk. Suddenly, the beam of light was 2x more massive than my normal Flash Infigars. It tore through the clouds brutally. The light was so powerful that I had to shut my eyes from the massive brightness. The light beam started to thin and dissipate and I opened my eyes. There was no collateral damage, but I did catch the attention of many guards, plus Yamuraiha and Aladdin. Rukh started to hover around me, signifying my Magi status.

"Wow big sis, that light blast was sooo awesome! Reminded me of when Yam was teaching me magic,"

So, this is the power of a Magi. The power of the infinite amount of Rukh. I could be capable of doing something more dangerous with this power. Anyone could go mad with this kind of power, and like Uncle Ben said,"With great power, comes great responsibility," which means that I have to be professional with this power. Speaking of which, no one must know I collect comics. Even you, Franklin Steinherz.

"Hello again Aladdin, how do you do?" I said as I crouched down to look at him.

I saw his hands slowly moving toward my chest. I glared at him with evil intent.

"Can you please not grope me?!"

Aladdin was instantly afraid and retreated his arms.

"I'm a-afraid now," he said fearfully.

"Okay, I'm sorry, young one," I petted his head as if he were a dog. He started to smile with a silly face, much to my amusement.

"So you're the supposed fourth Magi?" I asked.

"Yes, yes I am. You're the 5th Magi aren't you? What's your name? I'm sorry I had to start out with groping your breasts."

I nodded. Despite his lecherous behavior, he's still a child at heart. Yam has also mentioned that he stopped a war between Magnostadt and Reim, as well as stopping the Medium, a large creature of negativity, from destroying the world. All of these events imply he's a powerful Magi.

"I'm Emiline Lazarus, nice to meet you, and don't worry about it, just don't try to rape me okay?"

He closed his eyes and smiled, showing joy in my reply. He shortly laughed from the last few words I said. Cute kid.

"Are you really from Alma Toran, big sis?" Aladdin asked,"Also, how come you don't have a braid?"

Strangely, I noticed that both Titus and Aladdin were both Magis and had braids. Is that some sort of Magi custom? Whatever, I'm not an Alma Toran Magi, nor a Old Earth Magi. I'm a Magi from my Earth.

"I don't think I really want to style my hair into a braid right now. Also, I came from a different world; a world that's actually centuries ahead of you,"

The little Magi's eyes sparkled with astonishment. Judging by his magician nature, I'm guessing Aladdin is ambitious in terms of knowledge. But the look on his eyes expresses what I call, a "controlled" ambition. It's as if I can partially see his soul, with it being a television screen displaying his memories through his eyes. I think I saw him reading many scrolls with large glasses. I shook my head, ending my hallucination.

"Can you tell more about your world?" he asked me with a cute voice.

My eyebrows pointed toward my forehead, showing that I was nervous about answering. I kept remembering what I said about paradoxes. Am I really just too paranoid?

"Miss, are you okay?"

I stood up, much to the surprise of the blue-haired child.

"I have to go,"

I quickly ran away, toward the entrance of the garden. I kept running away. I was too scared to cause some strange time distortion. Everyone is always ambitious for new ideas, and if I tell them, then they might pollute the world in no time. If I told them about cars, they'd start using them, starting global warming. If I told them about guns, then they would build it to kill others. I just kept running, not knowing where I-

"Oof!"

I was knocked back by a person. I clenched my eyes, wallowing in the pain of the impact.

"Ow, watch where your-"

The messy black hair, the white tunic, the black and green cape, blue jeans, and red sneakers. His neon green eyes are prominent among the public.

"Franklin?! Watch where you're going!" I shouted. He stared back at me with an angry stare, as if he was my dad.

"Well, maybe you shouldn't run in the hal-" he was interrupted by my sniffling.

I covered my eyes with my hands, not showing my tears. I was just wallowed up in paranoia. I just don't want this beautiful world to end up like ours.

Frank's View.

It's kind of weird she started crying right when she crashed into me during my walk to my room. Sin was even nice enough to offer me a room in the palace. Putting that aside, I guess it's my turn to cheer up the girl. Whenever situations like this arose, the girl's other friends would rush in. I felt pretty lonely and unwanted whenever that happened. But since Emiline doesn't have her other closer friends from Earth to intervene, then this time, I have to do it. Be the Hero.

"Emi, are you okay?" I said this because she might have been emotionally hurt. She's old enough to hold back her tears, just from a simple bump,"Did something bother you?"

She shook her head.

"Can you please tell me what's wrong?"

She shook her head yet again. Stubborn chick.

"Emiline," I crouched down beside her.

"Just tell me. I'm your friend, and I'm also an "alien" like you, so you don't have to worry about time paradoxes. Heck, I told Sinbad about my world and-"

She instantly stared at me with small irises, expressed with the amalgamation of fear, anxiety, and paranoia. She grabbed be by the shoulders and stared at me with those scary eyes. I was both scared and worried for her.

"You told a King of a country about our world?!"

I have to free her from paranoia, or else she might get depressed later on. And depression could later lead to the birth of Black Rukh. Rukh flies around those who are faithful, and strong willed, whereas the Black Rukh are attracted to those consumed by hatred, doubt, and malice.

"Emiline..." she constantly shook my body, trying to get me to be "sane".

"Stop!"

My loud voice halted her panic attack. She still looked at me with those scary eyes.

"Just please, tell me what's wrong?" her eyes were trembling,"If it's about the paradoxes, then tell me how you still feel about them?"

"I still...feel...scared," she said silently.

I sighed. She put her head on my shoulder and started to flow her tears into my tunic. I slowly embraced her. It felt awkward at first, but I had to comfort her.

"I know that you know that we're in a different world, but if we told them about it, do you think they'd believe it?"

She still wept. Was she still insecure about this world?

"I..j-just don't want this world to end up like us... It's such a beautiful world. I'm j..just afraid to tell Aladdin about my world!"

I shook my head. Everyone knows that progress would eventually lead up to what we are. It was inevitable.

"You know, I'm not really good at cheering people up, or socializing at all, but..but I think you don't trust anyone here. Is that right?"

"No. But I do trust Amihiha, Ramses, Aladdin, Yammy..." she looked at me with cute, yet sad eyes.

"And you," I blushed from what she said. I felt really queasy. I looked away nervously, avoiding the cute smile on her face.

"Franklin, I realized now. I'm just untrustworthy of this world, and I jumped to my conclusion thanks to my paranoia. But then you reminded me that the people I trusted were also my friends. You also said that friends can tell each other anything,"

She looked down in shame.

"I'm such a fool," she sadly announced.

I pet her head, causing her to blush. I had a friendly grin on my face.

"I'm a fool too."she responded with a confused "Huh?"

"Remember those times you hit me just because I was being perverted?"

She started to silently giggle.

"Oh how you kept on whacking me with your staff because of my stupidity,"

She lightly jabbed me with her staff. She finally started to laugh a bit louder. I joined in her laughter too. It was pretty funny, and I also didn't want to leave her hanging.

"It's okay to make mistakes sometimes, unless it's intentional,"

"Then it's not a mistake, that's just being stupid,"she replied with a stern voice.

A short silence took over. We both laughed from what she said.

"So, continuing on, if you learn from your mistakes, then you can move on. Quit living in the past."

She guffawed from my ironic comment. I laughed hard too, realizing that we're basically living in a past version of Earth, although it was a separate world, which would ruin the joke. The laughter melted her sorrows away, and I was glad to save her from potential depravity. We both stood up and dusted our respective lower wear. Emiline stared at me with a tender smile, as well as a shade of pink.

"Franklin," she simply said, softly. I was nervous at first, but I smiled afterward.

"Yes?"

She held my hand with both hands. I was surprised by her initiative. If she's confessing, it's too early for that.

"You're a kind and selfless man, and you're an example of someone who can change."

She squeezed my hand tighter. Her grip wasn't planning to squeeze life.

"Thank you, for being my friend,"

I chuckled sincerely. Yes, if I had a bunch of jock friends right now, they'd all scream,"Friendzoned". I don't care. I'm not ready yet, and probably Emiline isn't either. I was happy where I was, and at this point, I want to know more about her. Let's continue to know each other more, Emiline Lazarus.

"Now go, go ahead and tell your friend about our world. Don't be worried, okay?"

She nodded with restored vigor.

"Okay!" she instantly ran to whence she came. I smiled as the girl ran back. I continued to my path to my room. For once, I am truly happy.

Extra: Ramses and Sharrkan

Silver Scorpio Tower.

Both were panting from their spar. No vessels, no killing, just pure swordplay. Sharrkan was actually impressed with Ramses's prodigious swordplay. He nearly defeated him, but Sharrkan was still victorious. Wisdom came with age.

"Man that was a close bout, Alibaba," Sharrkan said with closed eyes and a big smile.

"Sharrkan, who the hell is Alibaba?!"

He laughed nervously and scratched the back of his head.

"Sorry, but Alibaba was my greatest pupil, and I thought I was fighting him because of your similar skill in the sword,"

"...Okay?"

Sharrkan pounced on the younger Heliohaptan, much to his surprise.

"How come you're nearly as strong as me?! You would've put me to shame if you did that in front of my greatest pupil!"

Despite his position, Ramses chuckled nervously.

"Armakan trained me,"

Sharrkan grit his teeth in anger and let go of his leg. The younger Heliohaptan chuckled from Sharrkan's jealousy with his brother.

"BROTHER!"

A/N: Awww, what a cute bonding moment. Should I really shift into romance? Maybe, maybe not. If you want me to make the 2nd genre romance, can you please review? Not that I want to be a review whore or something, but I just want to hear some feedback. I've noticed I lost one follow. If you don't like my story, it's okay. This is a place to unleash your imagination. Also, next chapter, I'll start to focus more on Amihiha and Ramses development, in case you're all tired of looking through Franklin's green eyes. Thanks for reading.