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Reappearing ontop of a cathedral which was bathed in an ominous glow Void stood smiling beneath his mask. " So that angel had a little secret he kept hidden. Children huh, oh well I will extinguish the light from their eyes just as easily as the others. " He said quietly. He looked down and laughed lightly his new "home" Was under construction and was looking quite nice, already he had drawn together several people who shared his interests, the celestials, hey would be an outstanding help to his cause. Void raised his clawed black gauntlet hand and said. " I will see this entire world burn, it's very existance will be wiped out by my black flame. " He said with a small laugh.

"Well your family is also my family and in my family, a girl took control of the lineage by her mother." Daphne stuck out her tongue and then leaned on Dulceri, looking up at him in a puppy dog look. "Awe, Dulceri, I didn't call you goofy."

(It's coming soon enough.)

"Yeah, yeah. You get the couch tonight." Dulceri joked in response to her. "The future will let us know exactly what'll turn out. Still though, I think Marcove will have her beaten in the race to become leader of Shale. That is of course if he doesn't die from some type of war. That's the last thing I want."

((I wont post as Amara or anyone else until the time skip))

(I am xd )

(Well, here goes nothing...)

Chapter Five: Three Years Gone/The Return of the Many One

Dulceri sits in a chair swishing a glass of blue wine around in cup held between his ring and middle finger. He takes a small swig and lavishes the taste. He exhales a cloud of pale blue smoke. That was the alcohol in it he'd burned away using his evergrowing power of Electromagnetism. "Civil war huh?" He asked himself. The question is regarded toward his new nation halfway across the continent. It was Evermore, but now it's new Shale. Those that love it, love it. Those that hate want to separate and they will do it by force. By revolution if needed. "Idiots. I guess they've forgotten who I am. I'm the God of this land if lightning is required to remind them, then so be it." He takes another drink of the wine, this time finishing it off entirely. "My son will be awake soon...I guess I should go get him ready for the day.

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"Hold on. I'll be right there!" Ambrosia yelled to the family in the north part of the house. She was brushing her teeth, a smile noticeable through the white foam around her mouth. Even though she was a celestial, she had become content with having a family, even though they weren't her's. They'd taken her in, but over the three years she lived there, they've grown to love her like an aunt...maybe a sister. She spat out the effervescent form of the cleanser and walked out into the hallway. Her clothes hadn't changed much. The only difference was now he usual attire was black rather than white and blue. This is because it was winter. She walked to the stove and gathered up the pancakes the mother had left out. She passed them around very much like a waitress who enjoyed her job then sat down at the table to pray. As they closed there eyes to join, she opened them a noticed a newspaper.

"More than 500 deaths have occured in the region in 3 years. How is this..."

She placed her hand on the paper and with a new abilty, changed the ink in it to something less suspicious. Over the three years, her apetite for aura has not diminished, but rather increased and finding meals were made easier by the daughter who seemed to take pride in helping Ambrosia. Only she knew why...