Looking back at her life before she had met him, before he had grown up, before he had even been born, Ariel would often ask herself why she hadn't seen the darkness. Why hadn't she seen his darkness? Why was it that she hadn't foreseen what her choices would lead to? She was a goddess, a goddess of time no less. Yet foresight for what this man would persuade her to do would never come.

"Forgive me, my daughter Rhinne." She breathed helplessly as Rhinne and the man she both feared and loved were frozen within a seal. She could undo the temporal seal placed around them but then what? Magus Sloe's breaking of Rhinne's sleeping spell was halted only because of the seal. If the seal was gone, he would break through the complex sleeping spell in a matter of moments and then fend off Ariel to escape. If that happened all of Usoria would likely be erased from existence. The only other way she could ensure Usoria's safety was to kill her Rhinne.

But, how could she? Rhinne was her daughter; an innocent child caught in the tides of a fallen man's thirst for power and a desperate woman's search for peace. Yes, she was a goddess with limitless power at her disposal, but even that power had a weakness. And Magus Sloe was the one who wielded that power; the darkest power that existed within Usoria: Black Magic.