Rashi walked along in the darkness, obviously able to see clearly as if it were day. The more he walked, the stronger his anger grew, and the less he felt for his old friends. He walked along, thinking....Was this world always this dark? Was there a day time here? He stopped in his tracks as he heard what could've been IŮakiís voice. No, he couldn't think about the chance right now. Yes, he had to save her, but at the moment he had a new mission. He stood before a vast darkness, which he somehow knew to be a large lake. Reaching deep within his soul, he called out to the dragon living within the lake. With a rush of water and noise, a large, golden dragon appeared before Rashi. >>Who dares disturb me, the golden dragon of good?!<< his voice bellowed in the darkness, but Rashi seemed unaffected. He stood a bit taller, and raised his hand, a glowing ball of green, orange, and black energy. No good. Rashi whispered as he hurled the ball at the dragon, causing it to explode as DoRean had before. He withdrew the energy that stayed floating in the air where the dragon had stood. With a sigh, Rashi turned and began walking north again. ******************* Back in Animelity: The Forgotten Realm ******************* "Morian, we have a problem~!" DoRe's voice bellowed from nowhere. "Yes, míliege?" her whole body twinged with fear. "The boy is killing all the good in the Shadow realm." "How does this affect us, m'liege? Isnít that a good thing?" With a sigh, the voice responded: "Morian...you donít understand......" ************ Shadow Realm *********** A young gypsy stands on the side of the road as Rashi walks past. "Kind sir, could you give me some assistance? I would gladly repay you with a free reading" She smiled a yellow toothed smile and waited his response. Rashi stared at her, scanning her soul. He walked up to her and shoved his hand directly into her chest.......................................

Kris: Um... Okay, I thought DoRe was dead...
Just: Really? I need to keep a better tally of who's dead...
Kris: *shakes head* You're sick...
Just: Thanks!

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