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Gaav turned his head of long hair like liquid flame, and the bottom of that fiery mane swished the floor of Filia Ul Copt's hut. Kaolin dust rose from the floor, the byproduct of her well-used potter's wheel. "Alright, Xelloss," he rumbled. "You're the brainiest priest or general old Ruby Eyes has. What's the Abyss that Fibrizzo's takling about? What's the Abyss to you--in your dreams?" He folded his massive bearlike arms across his barrel chest.

Xelloss walked to the window and peered outside pensively. His amethyst eyes peered open but narrowed with hooded pensiveness. He perceived restless movement to the right of himself and the mazoku-human hybrid. Filia was lingering in the doorway listening for his answer, with her eyes that bore a child's painfully crystalline innocence. She too had an Abyss, Xelloss knew it.

So he confessed.

"I fall in. It...becomes a mirror. A mirror at the surface of an endless dark body of water. It shows me my face and not my eyes. And I see what I must look like to everyone else. With my eyes closed. I feel a sudden need to ask what is under the water. The reflection of me keeps telling me I'm a secret from myself. I can't know. I'm denied access to knowledge. And to my own existence, as a result. Eventually I'm plunged into the water and can't breathe...a strange thing, since...I never breathe anyway...and I hear a woman's voice. Not the Beastmaster's....another woman...and someone is smothering me, and I am...small. Very small. At which point I wake up."

Taken from a FREAKING AMAZING rpg with God, Elise, let me tell you, these rpg's of ours are just ambrosia.

In case anyone is wondering how two mazoku lords who died in NEXT, before Xelloss met Filia, are alive....their resurrection is part of the rpg. So YES, I AM aware of Mr. Kanzaka's storylines and the progression of events within. Thanks.

I drew this and colored it in one sitting on Tuesday. Some of you will know why that is significant--because it's why Xelloss's face is so softly sad.

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Gaav turned his head of long hair like liquid flame, and the bottom of that fiery mane swished the floor of Filia Ul Copt's hut. Kaolin dust rose from the floor, the byproduct of her well-used potter's wheel. "Alright, Xelloss," he rumbled. "You're the brainiest priest or general old Ruby Eyes has. What's the Abyss that Fibrizzo's takling about? What's the Abyss to you--in your dreams?" He folded his massive bearlike arms across his barrel chest.

Xelloss walked to the window and peered outside pensively. His amethyst eyes peered open but narrowed with hooded pensiveness. He perceived restless movement to the right of himself and the mazoku-human hybrid. Filia was lingering in the doorway listening for his answer, with her eyes that bore a child's painfully crystalline innocence. She too had an Abyss, Xelloss knew it.

So he confessed.

"I fall in. It...becomes a mirror. A mirror at the surface of an endless dark body of water. It shows me my face and not my eyes. And I see what I must look like to everyone else. With my eyes closed. I feel a sudden need to ask what is under the water. The reflection of me keeps telling me I'm a secret from myself. I can't know. I'm denied access to knowledge. And to my own existence, as a result. Eventually I'm plunged into the water and can't breathe...a strange thing, since...I never breathe anyway...and I hear a woman's voice. Not the Beastmaster's....another woman...and someone is smothering me, and I am...small. Very small. At which point I wake up."

Taken from a FREAKING AMAZING rpg with God, Elise, let me tell you, these rpg's of ours are just ambrosia.

In case anyone is wondering how two mazoku lords who died in NEXT, before Xelloss met Filia, are alive....their resurrection is part of the rpg. So YES, I AM aware of Mr. Kanzaka's storylines and the progression of events within. Thanks.

I drew this and colored it in one sitting on Tuesday. Some of you will know why that is significant--because it's why Xelloss's face is so softly sad.