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He saw the staircase, the granite steps aligned perfectly, one by one. There were cracks in the old stones, as there should be, and he looked up. Rasurnu had a long way to go, and he began walking up the mountain to the first temple. In it, there would be a question. He would answer it correctly, no matter what it was. His mission was not going to be failed.

Rasurnu stood, and thought for a moment. He knew what he was going to say, and he would put it into effect in only a moment.

"Well, what is thy decision?" The statue questioned, its dragoon wings behind its armor. There was a spear in its hand, which had a small engraving, purity of mind.

Rasurnu smiled, "Neither. I refuse to kill someone I have known for my entire life. That's why I'm here. To protect those I care about. It's a fact of life, protect those who you care for. I'm not going to let someone kill her, either, so that's out of the question. I would die for those I care about."

"Good, my child..." The voice spoke, as the back of the temple opened, to more steps, "...You may pass. The other trials are up ahead. You are pure of mind..."

As he reached the interior of the temple that was identical other than the statue's inscription on the spear, and the color, he heard a soft voice.

"Your next task is here, are you ready to face what may happen?" The voice asked.

"Of course I am! I wouldn't be here otherwise!!" Rasurnu exclaimed, ready for any task.

"There is a boy being attacked by a man, what does your heart tell you?" The voice faded, as a boy and a man appeared, the boy cowering under the man's large knife.

Rasurnu quickly positioned himself in front of the boy, and began to reach for his blade. He then looked at the man's face, and didn't see evil. He only saw anger, aggravation over a recent event. Below that, there was peace, and caring. Rasurnu released his hand, and let the knife smash into his armor.

As the boy and man dissipated, the statue spoke once more, "Good, my child. Clarity of heart, you have."

"No one must die, unless they are of true evil. Sadness causes problems, but they can be resolved without fighting." Rasurnu spoke, as that was the task he had read about. He had finished with two, and once again walked out. This time, the steps were marble that glowed gold as he stepped on them, one by one.

"Very well..." The voice faded out as a fine mist enveloped the entire room. Footsteps slowly moved toward Rasurnu, and then the mist cleared. It was a shirtless man, who had glowing markings all over his body. There was a large glowing circle with three small lines extending from the top, the two sides crossed opposite shoulders and ended on his back. On his hands, there were similar circles, but the lines were going in each of three directions, at third marks, that formed into inward arrows. Around the hand circles were glowing triangles, and an aura was emitted from the powerful man.

The man was Experiment, who had been brought back from the dead. His body was no longer in the Lobby, and he chose to use his powers in case something were to happen where he ended up. It could possibly be someone who wanted to fight him, until he saw Rasurnu. The dragoon had his wings spread, and his blade drawn, but his face showed no hostility. Experiment closed his head and smiled to the man. There would be no fighting, as there had been too much just before he died.

"How'd I end up here?" Experiment asked, "Might I also ask who you are?"

"Resurrection," Rasurnu responded, "Rasurnu Hyala, that's my name. Who are you, and must I fight you to ascend so I may once more see an old friend?"

Experiment smiled, "Name's Experiment, and no, fighting won't be necessary here. Go on up ahead, I've got to go apologize to a friend in Central for dying earlier today. One last thing - Drop by Sang-Froid, it's a Tavern in Central, you might like to meet some of us that live there. Yeah, I'm 31 years old as well, so don't be expecting someone that exceeds too many years old, further than I can count in an hour, or rather, further than I would like to count. I died in the riot today to save a friend, but in doing so, she saved me. I lost my mind, and now I'm once again how I used to be. My last breath before I died earlier, it reverted me."

Rasurnu stood agape, the man was just letting him past, "Thank you, sire. I will stop by the tavern later on, and, just wondering, why don't you fight?"

"Because..." Experiment began, grinning, "...You could never take me."

After his victory celebration, Rasurnu began down the mountain, as it was beginning to get cold on the peak. The steps seemed to move more quickly, going downward, and the statues only had an aura of peace around them. He was going to get past easily, as the tasks were over.

Naelya poked her head out from behind Experiment who she had stayed within a foot of. So close that her wings had appeared to be his own. She looked at the dragoon with a smile and shook her head.

"I'm afraid I can't eat anything at the moment. Butterflies already occupying my stomach."

Naelya's brows raised at what Rasurnu said. "Light," she repeated. "Thank you so much Rasurnu, for everything." Looking at Experiment she said, "Let's go."