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The door to Niflheim. The Maroons to reds with pulsing yellows shifting through out the room as if it breathed alive. A figure stood there, hand on the door. Loyal Centurions standing behind them. Some with looks of pride, others with worry, some with neutral unreadable expressions.
The centurions of darkness bowed his head low before addressing the unknown figure. “Lord Ratatosk, do you truly think splitting the world is the right thing to do? I don’t mean to cast doubt on Mithos, however...”
A smile on the spirit’s face as he turned to face the centurion. “Of course, I trust Mithos and Martel. I will stay here to guard the gate. The rest of you will need to work your hardest to support the flow of mana to ensure both worlds have ample amounts to thrive and live. Efreet, Undine, Slyph, Luna, and Aska will be on one world. Solumn, Glacies, Tenebrae, and Tonitrius; You will assist these spirits on this portion of the world. Ignis, Aqua, Ventus, and Lumen; You will assist Gnome, Celsius, Shadow, and Volt on the other world.” Ratatosk relayed to his centurions.
The centurions bowed and left to their assigned posts. Unaware that they’ll never see to their duties. Now being alone in this red rift, did the spirit notice the girl. He was bemused, he recognized her but he felt like she didn’t belong here. No, he was certain she didn’t belong here, not in this memory. Memory?