Um... Yes...

Well, I don't want to stop you for long and wish you a lot of fun on my fifth night ^^

I remember very well how I had gained Sheba's trust at the time.
At that time she was kidnapped by evil slave traders and robbed of her Magoi.
But I also found out that she was already close to death and that her village did not want to help her.
But before I get there, I'll tell you how I found out all this.

After Sheba had beaten me and ran away crying, I returned to the village dejected.
I had completely forgotten what I really wanted.
And what I really wanted was to eliminate Alayna's fears that she had.
Her fears of never becoming a part of my family or that I would repulse her and never see her as my child.
And their greatest fear was to steer my destiny in a direction that could destroy me.
Well, I would almost be destroyed.
But that was my own fault.
I wanted to show her that I see her as my family, so I wanted to find her mother.
I remember trying to talk to me.

"Solomon! Please, you must not get to know her yet!" Alayna said to me as I tried to find clues from her.
"Why? I just want to show you that you don't have to be afraid of anything," I said, smiling.
She watched me scroll through books to find a picture of me and this woman.
She sighed.
"I know ... And it also makes me happy, but ... That is still two years too early. She has to do it first..." began it and then stopped.
I only half listened to her.
Was also more busy finding a picture.
"Say, Alayna? Do you not have any pictures of us? I mean, if you're really a kid of mine, you'd have to have at least one family photo," I said, smiling.
She looked at me, then looked to the side and whispered that she once had one, but now had only one.
"But it's completely destroyed," she said sadly.
I felt grief in myself.
Did it feel like seeing your child sad?
I thought for a moment, put a hand on her shoulder and said, smiling, that I would take good care of it.
But she just stared at me.
"I'm sorry, Solomon. But the picture is where different and ... someone else..." she then said, looking at it to the golden floor.
Understanding that I couldn't get this picture, I looked at Alayna and then went back to the books and scrolled through them.
Somewhere was certainly a sign where her mother could be now and to find these signs, I was determined to find her.
But when Alayna coughed again, I immediately stopped looking and sat down with her.
When she coughed again, I asked her if everything was okay again.
She nodded her head and looked at me with tears filled eyes.
"But if you really want to find her, I'll draw you a map where she's right now," she said, grabbing a note and a pen.

I was so glad she gave me the opportunity to look for her.
And now I might have found her, but she didn't want to get to know me.
My friends ran to me and asked me what was happening.
I looked devastated.
No wonder!
I made a promise to the person I was important to and now I had to break it.
"We ... return to Alma Torran. We're here too early," I said, whispering, not looking at her.
I didn't want to see the disappointed faces of them.
I walked into the tent we slept in with my head lowered and packed my bags.
Then I heard a riot in the village.
I quickly packed up the rest and then went outside to see why the residents were in such turmoil.
"What's going on here?" I asked my friends when I saw the faces of the Torrans.
They looked frightened and anxious.
Then Carisca came to me.
"King! You have it!" sobbed the pink-haired one in my chest.
I put my arms around her and asked who if had.
"The slave traders! She kidnapped Sheba and the children!" she wept.
My eyes widened.
What?!
Sheba was kidnapped?!
"The other children explained that she had freed her from the cage before she was caught and then arrested!" she sobbed, pushing her from me and running to the children who were just trapped.
"'Where are they?!'" I asked the children in their language.
I hadn't even noticed when my friends asked me about it.
The children sobbed and pointed their fingers in the direction from where they came from.
I looked there, quickly went back to the tent to get my divine staff, and then climbed on one of our horses.
"Solomon!" my friends shouted.
"Take care of the injured children first! I go to these bastards and drive them away from this country!" I said, riding on them.
If I hadn't pushed her, she might not have been kidnapped, wouldn't she?
Although...
Alayna was a very stubborn goddess who is not so easily made small.
Maybe she had seen it and therefore drew the map for me ...
The map!
I crawled around in my pocket and found the map she had drawn for me.
Now I understood!
No wonder we always ran out!
This map did not show the location of the village, but the place where Sheba and the rest of the children were kidnapped!
"I'm coming! Hold on a little bit!" I said, riding faster along the path I was shown.
After a few minutes I reached the base of the slave traders.
I stayed in cover for the time.
I had to check the situation and see where the children were.
When I saw the children trapped in a cage, I saw a crap guy grab Sheba by the hair and put them in such a strange apparatus.
"What ... is that?" I wondered, and then suddenly heard the girl's screams.
No matter what it was!
It was something that had caused her pain and I would never allow it.
So I jumped from my hiding place, used my Strength Magic, destroying this apparatus and the cages in which the children were locked up.
I ran to Sheba, used my Borg, as I felt that this apparatus was sucking out Magoi and reached for her wrist.
I pulled them out of it and felt a scorching heat.
She didn't have ...?!
"'Come with me if you want to live!'" I said to her, then pulled her completely off the apparatus.
She blinked at me more times before she collapsed in my arms.
"Hey, you jerk off! What do you dare to disturb the Orthodox Church?!" the slave traders asked me.
Orthodox Church?!
What the hell is that?!
And why do they mistreat lossless children for ...
For what at all?!
That made me so angry!
I looked at Sheba, who was breathing heavily.
If she didn't get help right away, she would die!
So I couldn't settle for them and ask some questions.
So I turned to them, holding my staff with one arm and with the other the 10-year-old girl.
"You shall condemn! High into the air you shall fly and fall to the ground miserably!" I said, using my Strength Magic and letting the enemies float.
"It's a real shame that people with such intelligent are denying the wrong thing away ... but unfortunately you are not worth seeing this world go into the light!" I said at the end, before pushing it to the ground.
I had never used this magic as an attack before.
Otherwise, I always only played around with the vectors I saw, or played a prank on my parents, my uncles or Alayna, in which I let something float in front of their noses.
For me!
While my family played in amazement, Alayna used the same magic and made me float, and then I giggled.
But this was the first time I hurt people I saw as my enemies.
It felt horrible and horrible to destroy people with magic.
Especially when it was even people who had no magic at all, as I saw it from their late Rukh.
They were normal people who had probably worked for someone.
But the Rukh did not tell me who they had worked for.
I looked back at Sheba, who I was still holding in my arms.
She had terrible pain and extremely high fever, her Rukh told me.
I lifted her up and walked with her in my arms to the other children who hid from me and stared at me quite apathetically.
No wonder!
I killed people before their eyes. That they were afraid of me is not surprising.
"Don't be afraid. I'm not going to do anything to you," I said, trying to calm her down.
But they cried out as I approached them with my hand.
I swarmed back and then looked sadly at Sheba, who was lying unconscious in my arms.
I then leaned on a box not far from me and tried to heal Sheba with my Healing Magic.
But she had eaten far too little to accept my Magoi, let alone even accept my Rukh, who is trying to heal her wounds.
Then I heard horses coming to us.
It was my friends and the Torrans who wanted to save their children.
I didn't dare look at their faces.
It must have been a horrible sight for them to see all the corpses, and they didn't even have to add one and one together to know who had done it.
All I could hear was the children screaming and crying in their parents' arms.
"Solomon ... What did you do?" my servant asked me, so I looked up briefly.
Horror and horror were written in their faces.
I looked back at Sheba.
"I ... I don't know. All of a time I felt such an extreme hatred of them, so that without thinking too much, I had simply destroyed them." I sobbed.
A few tears from my eyes were streaming down the girl.
I was afraid they would start hating me.
But they went into squats and hugged me.
"Everything is good. You did the right thing. They had to die," they said, helping me get on my feet.
"For the first time, we need to give Sheba medical care very quickly," said Falan, who took her hand and tested her fever.
We then saw Carisca coming to us.
"But we don't have any medical care in the village," she said.
"What? But what do you do when any of you get a bad illness?" Setta asked her.
"Nothing. We let God decide who should die and who should not."
Excuse me?!
They let God decide their lives?!
"Which God do you mean?" I asked, and I had such an unpleasant feeling in the answer.
"The holy God who rules over all Rukh. We call him Ala."
I stared at her with a shocked look.
That couldn't be true ...
That should not be true!
Why did they live a life that this God wrote for them?
Why didn't she change that?!
I was so angry with her!
So horribly angry at them!
But, first I had to take care of Sheba.
"Because she doesn't have a family here, it's not bad if we take her to Alma Torran, right?" I asked her, suppressing my hatred of this God.
Carisca looked at me, as did my friends.
"I know. You let fate decide ... but; We cannot be certain about God. So it should be fine to choose the way we want to live our life on our own..." I said, putting Sheba on my horse, and then getting on it.
"I will bring her back to you when she is healthy again. Promised!" was the last one before I made my way home with my friends.

A few weeks passed when we arrived back in Alma Torran and took Sheba to a special doctor who lived in the palace.
I sat with her in the room and read a book.
I remembered the conversation I had with Alayna when I took Sheba to the hospital and then went to her.
"Welcome back, Solo-"
She couldn't finish her sentence because I gave her a loud baking whistle.
My parents and uncles accompanied me as I stomped past them and knocked off every wall in the corridor, hoping she opened up to me.
They looked at me inquiringly, as did Alayna, who held her hand on her cheek.
"How dare you?!" I screamed, screaming.
"How dare you call yourself God when there are people out there who live according to your imagination?!"
Now she understood why I gave her a baking pipe.
"Solomon ... I... You have to understand..."
"I don't want to understand anything anymore! I just want answers to my questions!" I screamed.
I had never been so angry with anyone.
Especially not when I actually knew that this person was part of my family.
Still, I was so angry with her.
She was, after all, a God.
She had the opportunity to change this world.
So why didn't she do that?
I stared at Alayna and slapped my hands in front of me when I saw her looking at the golden floor.
"Oh! Forget it! I don't want to make your dirty excuses! You can forget that I see you as my family!" I said, furiously walking out of the library.
Since then I had not been with her, but only with Sheba.
I just didn't want her to die.
She should live a life that is not determined by a God.
So I took care of her health and prosperity.
I hadn't changed a word with my parents.
They knew about it all the time and never told me anything.
Jehoahaz and Abraham also knew something about it.
How could I be so deceived by my own family and my supposed best friend?
How?!
It became slowly later and the little candlelight was already burning out.
My eyes almost fell to me as I read the book in a half-dark room.
So I decided to slowly move back to my room before I fell asleep here.
Before that, however, I wanted to check out Sheba's health again.
I checked her Magoi and her fever, which she had all the time.
For her fever, I pressed my forehead to her and slammed together as she slowly opened her red eyes.
I quickly pulled myself back together, lit a few lights and looked at them with anticipation.
She blinked again and again to remove the veil in front of her eyes, before staring at me.
I smiled at her and asked her in sign language if she was better off.
But she just looked at me inquiringly.
Damn!
How should I talk to her when I did not speak the Torran Language at all, except for one time.
I thought about how I could talk to her and saw a block lying on a table.
I tried to draw a person who was lying sick in bed and then bouncing in the area.
It wasn't really a good drawing, but I showed her this and then I just saw a smile.
Oh damn!
My drawing was probably worse than I thought.
I scratched my head embarrassed and saw her drawing a better drawing.
It was a person stroking his stomach.
"Are you hungry?" I asked her, making a meal gesture.
Even before she could do anything, I heard her belly begging for food.
I laughed and showed her that I was back.
No wonder she was hungry!
She had been through fever all the time and therefore was no longer hungry.
But since her fever had now subsided, she became hungry, which was really necessary.
I didn't want to ask how long she didn't eat for anything, because she looked pretty malnourished.
So I could imagine when she had probably eaten something sensible the last time.
I rushed into the kitchen of the palace, made piles of slices of bread, took a few more apples, grapes, peaches and a piece of watermelon, and grabbed my favorite drink from the fridge.
With my arms full, I opened the door where Sheba was lying and put everything on the table.
She stared at me as I wiped the sweat from my forehead and then made her a plate, as well as a cup of drink.
I put it next to her and looked at her smiling.
"You don't need to worry. That will strengthen you again," I said, making the gestures.
She took a slice of toast and smelled of it.
Then she looked at me unsettled.
I thought about how I could show her that the food wasn't poisoned.
So I took a toast and bit it.
I smiled at her and nodded that it was really delicious.
So she stared at her disc again and bit off after hours when her belly reappeared.
Soon after, her cheeks went over in a light pink and she then began to squeeze that food into herself.
I laughed, but at the same time I was happy.
That was the best proof that she was over the hill again.
I stayed with her for a while, entertained or rather drew pictures so that we could understand the other, and ate something together.
So from that day on, I met with Sheba every time I came out of the Magi Academy and did my homework.
I walked across the corridor where Alayna's library was.
I stopped for a moment and wondered if I should take a quick look at her.
But then my hatred of her came up again, so I shook my head and went on to Sheba.
She taught me the speaking of the Torrans so that we could have a better conversation.
I had to admit that she had a pretty sweet voice.
"'I have to apologize for how I was to you in the beginning...'" she said at one point.
I looked at her and smiled.
"'Iwo! You had a very high fever and hardly ever eaten anything. It was understandable that you had me there ... At least I'll find it!'" I said and gave her something to drink.
She took it from my hand smiling and then looked around a bit.
"'And I'm really not in my village?'" she asked me.
I put the jug back on the table when I poured something in, and looked at it inquiringly.
"'No. You are in the palace of Alma Torran. Why are you asking? Do you want to go back home?'" I asked her and got strange stomach cramps.
I didn't want her to leave me.
Who should I visit if I don't have anyone here anymore?
Alayna?
Never in life!
I was still very angry with her!
And my friends lived in the city.
I was not allowed to leave the palace in the evening and Sheba was the only one who lived here.
Sheba shook his head.
"'No. In the short time I live here, I have seen people who do not live in the will of God and surrender to death.'" she said and looked out the window.
"'In addition ... I am very grateful to you for saving my life. You shouldn't have done this because we didn't know each other. Even though your face comes to me so familiar.'"she said with a smile, the latter mumbled a little to herself and looked at her hands.
I smiled at her.
"'Well! You know my name from the board! ...'"
The chalkboard!
Damn!
I wanted to ask Alayna if she had lied to me.
Oh, with confidence!
"'The table ... It's just a fairy tale.'"
"'Uh ... What?'"
"'Well, not everything. Only that you are the God of the world of Alma Torran.'"Sheba said.
I looked at her confused and she giggled and answered my questions before I asked her.
"'Well, my parents always told me that the true God of the world Alma Torran was actually called Ill Ilah. You are said to have been the god of an ancient forgotten era in which the true God, that is, the God of Rukh, lived and protected this old era together with his friends.'"
How?
Where?
What?!
"'Unfortunately I don't know if that's true,'"she added at last and drank from her cup.
"'Also, that we were created to live the will of Ala is spread only because the Torrans in my village were blinded by the light or by an ominous darkness. When my parents were still alive, we were the only ones who still held our destiny in their hands and did not live the will of God. But when they died, I was alone and ... I then pretended to follow the will of God, and then I lost myself. Until I just came here and found myself. And that only thanks to you!'"she said with a smile.
I looked at her.
Did I make a mistake?
"'You said that your village was blinded by light or rather by darkness?'"I asked her.
She looked at me first and thought about it for a moment.
"'Yes! I was only there for 5 years, but I noticed how the inhabitants suddenly changed. In the past, we all lived alone, so our fate was in our hands. Until such a guy came and manipulated the village.'"
"'Manipulated? Do you remember what this guy was called?'"
"'No. He did not present himself. However, he said something of this, 'I will find this miserable God and then his holy power belongs to me. Just to lure him out of his hiding place, I must probably enslave the people he loves so much!' or something like that.'" she told me.
I was shocked.
I had accused Alayna of otherwise.
How stupid of me!
I should have let them explain it instead of being angry with them and beating them.
I felt so bad.
How can I look at her?
I hid my face behind my hands and kept mumbling about why I was such an idiot.
Shiba, who didn't understand what I was saying, stared at me confused and asked me what I suddenly had.
I cried.
"'Hah! Solomon?! Why are you crying?'"she asked me and slipped to me to hold my hand.
I sobbed and mumbled inaudible words that were inaudible even to me.
I lost more and more tears and slumped into my chair.
"How could I only ... How could I just ..." I kept whispering and putting my arms around Sheba as she hugged me.
"'Everything is good, Solomon. Whatever you have, you can quietly weep with me.'" she whispered and tried to swipe over my back, which she couldn't quite do because her arms were too short.
I sobbed and spit.
I didn't care at the moment whether I was a prince or not.
Because I had hurt someone who was very scared, had no self-confidence in him, and loved and admired me above all else.
Just as I loved this person.
After I calmed down, Sheba looked at me and asked me why I was crying.
She wipes away a few tears.
"'I ... I've accused someone who means a lot to me something that wasn't right.'" I sobbed and looked at my hands.
"'Who?'"
"'I can't tell you that because I promised the person not to tell anyone about her.'" I said and pressed my hands back on my eyes.
Sheba looked at me.
"'What did you accuse her of?'" she asked me.
"'I blamed her for all this.'"
Sheba didn't understand what I meant, so she looked at me inquiringly.
But I couldn't tell her anything, because otherwise she knew that I meant the God of Rukh, and she realized that.
She looked at my hands and then smiled at me.
"'If you really mean a lot to her, she will forgive you for what you said to her.'" she said.
But I shook my head and cried that I had beaten her and said to her that I would hate her.
Staring at me, she grabbed my chin and forced me to look at her.
She smiled at me with the same warm smile that Alayna always did when I came to visit her.
At that moment I lost myself again in this enchanting smile.
She couldn't really ...
"'It doesn't matter! Even if you told her she'd rather die, she should be able to forgive you if you really care about everything! Because that's what friends do! They forgive each other. Even if they can see each other again even after years of separation and forgive themselves for the nonsense they had done in the past.'" she said and gave me this beautiful smile.
I lost a few tears before I smiled and nodded in agreement.
"'Well! Then go to her now, and ask for forgiveness!'" she said, pushed me off the bed and gave me back my hope.
I looked at her again before I smiled and ran to the corridor where her library was.
I knocked against every wall and hoped it would stop me.
But nothing happened.
At one point, I just stopped in front of a wall and pushed myself against it.
"Alayna! If you hear me, please open the gate!" I cried.
But nothing happened.
"Alayna ... Please, I want to talk to you..." I said then.
But nothing was happening.
I stayed still and then knelt on the floor.
"Alayna ... I am sorry! I shouldn't have beaten you! I should have listened to you and let you explain it! I was an idiot! A stupid, stupid idiot ... I can understand that you are angry with me ... I can understand that you are now afraid of me ... Just please ... Please tell me that you are fine!" I asked in tears.
But nothing was happening.
I despaired and pushed myself against the wall.
"Alayna ... I love you... I love you, my little sunshine," I sobbed.
Then I heard an opening noise.
The gate appeared, opened slightly and flashed a person.
I saw a lot of black Rukh flying around this person.
"Do you think ... that really serious, Solomon?" Alayna asked me, looking at me with soaked tears.
I smiled and nodded my head, spreading my arms and going in to hug this goddess.
"I promise you that I will never blow you again or say things that can hurt you, my beloved child!

Well, that was my fifth night.
I hope you liked it and gave you suspense, harmony and humor.
Especially humor ^^

By the way; Unfortunately, I don't have the humor of the actual author of Magi.
But, I'm kind of trying to bring that humor in here ^^

Here is the explanation:

Well, for now there is no explanation.
But if you would like to be told something because you didn't understand something, you can ask me privately or in the review, but only once please ^^

I would look forward to detailed and nice criticism. But not too nice.
After all, I want to improve where I might be bad, especially in English ^^

I hope you like it and take it into the spell of imagination ^^
I also hope that you will read the upcoming chapters or nights.
Until then, ^^
In love your MimiTenshi