The Plight of Cyrilax

"A souls misdirection. Directed at you..." -Asleep in perfection: by Augie March

Synopsis
The Plight of Cyrilax is a 'story' about a young boy who discovers he has powers inside him after being tormented for so long. Dark powers too. Even with his newfound powers and charisma, he still can't woo the girl he loves or gain any true friends and respect. Frustrated, he goes on to commit several attrocities, until something eventually forces him to take a good look at what he's done, which results in nothing short of tragedy.

Chapter 1. Introduction
Cyrilax was an ordinary boy, albeit having an extrodinary name. He often wondered who called him that. His parents told him that it was a friend who suggested it at his birth. Why, he did not know. All that they told him was that it was suoiretsym for power.

Becuase of his name, he had always been the bane of the bullies at school. From kinder to highschool, he had been ruthlessly tormented becuase of his oddness. Over the due course of time, he gradually gained immunity from the bullying, and then started to bully them back. He had watched them for all those years, studying their fears, habits and traits. He had a natural talent for concentrating to a devastating result, which had earnt him impeccible marks, which obviously got him more bullying for being a 'nerd'.

Yes, by the time he was 13, he had scared the wits out of the bullies. He had exposed their every secret to the school, gotten them arrested several times for crimes they had secretley commited and day after day, he subjected them to psychological damage. They were scared of him, and he was satisfied.

Yet for all the satisfaction he got, he never felt happy, mainly becuase he did not have any friends. Everyone was afraid he'd do something to them. Even after several insistences from him that he only harms his enemies, everyone was still scred they'd become an enemy of his and suffer the consequences. Belief that he'd torment anyone that became his friend, let everyone to completely alienate him.

It was during a particularly bad day in science when the class was asked to do a practical task involving the use of several chemicals that he finally snapped. Since the chemicals he was using were particularly dangerous, the task involved working in a group. No one would even go near him. Not even after the teacher gave an ultimatum saying that if someone didn't pair up with him soon, they'd all get an automatic fail. Even at the risk of failing highschool, no one would even glance at Cyrilax.

This drove him to breaking point. He could not stand this muxh torture. Than someone uttered the words that ignited his fury.

"Why is he even alive? He is a pathetic stupid waste of life that doesn't even deserve to exist!"

Something deep inside Cyrilax finally snapped. He had put off all the abuse for so long. but that comment finally drove his fury to the surface.

"I'LL SHOW YOU WASTE OF SPACE!"

With that, a deep power surged out of him and out of his hands erupted a huge ball of fire that struck the nearby gas bottle, causing a massive explosion within the classroom.

The ensuing flames torched the walls, and blew some off. Several students were greatly harmed. ut the perpetraitor was till standing with a blank look on his face.

"You think you're so cool. but your not. You will always be a pathetic waste of life!"

With that, Cyrilax brushed aside the teachers plea for him to calm down, approached the boy and promptly swiped at his chest with electrified fingers. The boy went into a complete state of shock, but not before flashing a grin at Cyrilax.

"Someday, I will get him!" thought Cyrilax. "Oh yes, I will DESTROY him!"

Suddenly the teacher found his voice. "Uhh, class dismissed."

With that everyone rushed out of the door. Everyone except:

"Cyrilax, I want to have a word with you!"

Things could not get any worse.

Chapter 2. Realization
Cyrilax was ushered quickly into the teacher office. He had a very worried look on his face.

"Do you have any idea what you have just done???"

Cyrilax did not say anything. Anger was surging trhough him. And suddenly a sense of superiority flashed in him. He had powers. The teacher did not. He could easily destroy him.

"Why yes I have. I taught that boy a lesson."

"'That boy has a name you know."

"I don't call insubordinates by their name." Cyrilax said coolly.

The teacher (his name is Mr. Mysterr in case you're wondering) didn't know what to do next. He looked as though he seeked to answer back, but afraid of doing so.

"Listen, I know more about these powers than you realise."

Cyrilax faltered. He did not expect anyone to know anything about his powers. Even he had only just realised them.

"Y-You're joking."

"I'm not. Do you think all those magic books I read in my spare time are bogus?"

"Uh, well now that you mention it-"

"That's not the point. The point is, you're the Urikry!"

"A what now?"

"The Urikry. A particular God of some sort of race of creatures. Or something like that. The point is, you have the power and spirit of a re-incarnated God!"

Cyrilax could not believe it. Him, the lowly nerd who had suffered at the hands of his evil peers for so long was the re-incarnation of a god? This was too much for him.

"I might be some sort of mage, but I'm no God!"

"But you are! Look upon your hand!"

Cyrilax glanced at his hand. Same as anyone elses.

"Your point?"

"Look closer"

He did so. What he noticed was a small notch in the middle of his index finger. He had always assumed that it was some scar that never healed from some accident he could not remeber. But after all the anger and fury he had previously experienced, he noticed something strange, something alien about it. Something that mystified even Mr. Mysterr.

It was glowing a deep, dark red. And it was pulsating.

"It seems your finger of power has awoken."

Cyrilax tried to take in all that he had learnt. What came first to his head was that he was a God, he had powers and all the torment he had endured had turned into a weapon at his dispossal.

"Oh, I'm going to have a lot of fun!" he thought malignantly.

Mr. Mysterr saw the expression on his face. Bad things were about to happen...

Chapter 3: Redemption
Walking out of the office, Cyrilax was buzzing with excitement. If Mr. Mysterr was right, he was a God. All people were beneath him. It gave him a sense of great pride.

Arriving at the wake of the sunlight outside, he decided that he didn't like the weather. With a swipe of the arm, billowing black clouds filled the sky and it became quite cold.

"Ah, much better!" muttered Cyrilax to himself.

"HEY FREAK! WHY ARE YOU TALKING TO YOURSELF YOU WEIRDO?!?" yelled out one of the unscrupulous insubordinates from the lower grade. Obviously they did not know what he was capable of.

"Can you repeat that? I don't believe I heard you correctly." retorted Cyrilax with obvious mirth.

The boy did not immediately respond. He was not used to his victims not breaking into tears or wildly cursing at him. He seemed if anything a little unerved.

"I said-"

"Yes I know what you said. However, what I don't believe you said was 'is he better than me?' Because the answer is yes."

"Speak english why don't..."

He faltered, It became incredibly blatant that Cyrilax's arm was starting to glow a deep azure colour.

"What gives? Are you hiding glow-sticks up your jacket? You're such a girl!"

"Oh really? What a shocking comment."

Without any warning, a bolt of lightning flew down from the heavens and struck the boy fair in the back. He fell down immediately. Cyrilax should have shown signs of concern, or even remorse. Instead he seemed, if anything, satisfied.

The deed did not go unnoticed. Several girls in the distance saw the event fold out in front of them. Since the light was so bright, they had no idea Cyrilax had any part in it. Seeking recognition, he put on a facade and pretended to be seriously concerned over the boys sudden fall.

"Quick! He's been struck by lightning! Someone come and help!"

Without any further ado, help was already coming. Still feigning concern, Cyrilax bent over the boy and said a few words. At that instance, he started to come to. Of course, this attracted the girls attention, as he somehow performed a miracle.

"Wow, hoe did you do that?"

"Magic mabye." said Cyrilax while feigning modesty.

They muttered amongst themselves excitedly. Suddenly Cyrilax felt a sense of hope that he had not felt in his entire lifetime. Here was his opportunity to finally become respected, not feared.

There remained one problem. His science class had seen his evil plight and they feared him even more then ever. He had to find a way to show them that he was a 'good' person.

Almost as if on command, a hole opened up in the earth and out of it came a massive monster.

"Tiuy Fgiklom Drystmen Xyrox Giratas!"

"Oh speak english why don't you?" yeleld Cyrilax in annoyance. With little effort, he fired a pink beam at the monster. It had no pysical effect, but when it spoke, he could understand it.

"I have come for our master. You must be destroyed!"

"I have no idea what you just said, but it's not going to save you wretched creature!"

By this moment, all of the school had heard about what happened and had all rushed to the area, albeit at a 'safe' distance. Even Cyrilax's class had ome. And boy, did they looked concerned for Cyrilax.

"Perfect!" he thought.

Without warning the monster hurled an arc of lightning at Cyrilax. He dodged and sent his own back at the monster. It did him no harm, yet Cyrilax was unfazed. He did it as a diversion, so he could fire a giant fireball at the monster. But the monster held up its hand and halted the fire. Just as it did, Cyrilax cam in from behind and sent a beam of pure energy onto its back. Before he knew it, the monster had fallen back into the hole. but as it did, it muttered the last words: "You think you've won? You are the battle! There is no escape!"

There was a stunned silence. Then cheer broke out. Everyone was ecstatic that Cyrilax had defeated an unearthly monster. He was a hero.

Yet in the far distance, Mr. Mysterr looked on with a worried look on his face.

"I've seen that glint before. That very glint in his finger. The only other time it ever glowed that dark of a red, the Earth was nearly destroyed by the Krystalics! Maybe the end is closer than I thought!"

Chapter 4: Contemplation
Mr Mysterr was deeply disturbed. If his heavy analysis of Tome of Arkane Lore was correct, then the world was in dire danger.

Later after school, he went back to his ornate house upon the hill. Using his signature fire pan out the back, he sent smoke signals that alerted the other Elders of the Universal Order to his plea.

Minutes later, the elders were gathered around the fire. Mysterr presented his account to the elders.

"... And the Krystalic was forced back into the ground. This boy is the Urikry!"

"Hmm, are you sure the mark on the boys hand was genuine?" asked elder Mathias.

"Yes it was. It had the exact shape and colour. And let me tell you, that was the reddest thing I've ever seen!"

"Oh this isn't good." commented elder Fabian, "If this is true, we in great peril!"

"Unless the power can be contained, the abilities tamed, the boys mind settled, we are facing our last days on Earth." mentioned the wise old elder Gyamos.

"Explain Gyamos." asked Mysterr.

"You are all aware of the Urikry right? *they all nod* Well you all know that he was the ancient God of the Krystalics, the very first and the greatest. Him and the other four gods created the known universe. Thats from what we've been able to trace. Well, as the supreme god, he was challenged many times, all he won. Soon however age, weariness and overall disrest forced him into submission. It was then that his form was destroyed and his spirit sent to inhabit the Earth. The Krystalics, being loyal creatures followed him here and made lives underground. His spirit stayed within the Earth and the Krystalics worshipped him all the same.

But now, this boy is an avatar. He is the resurectted Urikry and the Krystalics want their God back. They want his spirit back. and they will stop at nothing to do so."

"Krystalics are very dangerous," added Jeremiah, "They have immense strength, telepathic capabilities, blinding speeds and electricity control."

"Bet the young 'uns couldn't stand it if they destroyed television!" joked Mathias.

"That's besides the point!" snapped Gyamos, "The Krystalics will do anything to get the Urikry to return, and that means turning to the other Gods..."

"... And their power against the Urikry's will be devastating! It will certainly destroy the Earth!" concluded Fabion.

"And all the while, this boy is using his powers for God knows what!" mumbled Mathias.

"Of all people, why did it have to be Cyrilax?" bemoaned Mysterr. "He has been tormented for so long, now that he's got powers, he'll surely abuse them for attention and that'll turn him into a walking tracing device!"

"Yes, the boy probably also believes thanks to his psychological power, he is invincible." added Jeremiah, "So sure he can psychologically damage humans, but a Krystalc's mind is practically impenitrable! They cannot be deterred and the will surely destroy him!"

"So let me sum this up:" concluded Mysterr, "We know the Krystalic's are searching for their God, whose spirit resides in Cyrilax. They will do anything to get it back, and that involves invoking the other Gods, which will surely destory Earth unless we can get Cyrilax to give them up, ot make peace wth the Krystalics. Since he will do neither, we are going to have to either pry it out of him with our magic, or we will have to kill him."

"I'm afraid I din't see any other way." added Fabion, "If the boy does not conceed, he will destroy everything around him. and he will never conceed!"

At that moment, a massive fireball launched into the sky and exploded in a colourful lightshow. Also, a slight tremor was felt in the ground.

"We don't have long!" yelled Mysterr, "If we don't act now, all will be destroyed!"

"Boys these days," muttered Gyamos, "They just can't control resurrected Gods like they used to when they made such fine sacrafices."

Chapter 5: Revalation
Meanwhile downtown, Cyrilax was having the time of his life. His ordeal with the monster had turned him into an instant celebrity. All around the world everyone knew the name of Cyrilax, everyone knew of his great power and everyone wanted a piece of him. Many unscrupulous induviduals had tried to fight him, but they all ended up in a terrible condition afterwards.

And at the same time, everyone wanted to be his friend, everyone wanted his psychological analysis, his opinion, anything to do with him. He became the dreams of girls, the envy of boys and the ambitious dream of every manager and CEO worldwide.

However despite all this, Cyrilax still lacked a decent friend that he could relate to, a friend that wasn't simply hanging out with him so that they could brag to their friends that they touched Cyrilax. If anything, he felt more lonely than ever.

So an opportunity arose when his schools geography class had an excursion to the nearby desert of Akaramn for a practical study on desertification. He thought this would be the time to try and interact with equals of him. He didn't really need the excursion, since he did a full on geographers report on the place. He simply tagged along for the scenery and a break from his hectic life.

To get to the desert, the only way was by train. So the next day at roughly 2 in the afternoon (which was inconveniently at the hottest moment of the day) the class set off on a train trip towards the desert.

The train itself was quite plain, but the interior was quite ornate. Cyrilax rested upon one of the chair amongst several other classmates. The awkward silence was almost angible. Until-

"So, Cy... You beat up that monster yesterday..." mumbled on of the girls.

"Uh yeah, I did." said Cyrilax timidly.

"That was pretty cool." added one of the boys.

"Can we talk about something else?" pleaded Cyrilax, "I've spoken about this to death. Yes I beat up a monster, but so what?"

"So what? You've got superpowers!" exclaimed one of the boys. "You could be, uh  mastermind , cos your so smart and stuff!"

"So maybe I'm smart and I have powers, big deal. You guys are lucky."

"Lucky? I'd kill to be able to fly!" bemoaned one of the girls.

"I can't fly!"

"Or shoot lasers."

"Or-"

"Please stop! You guys don't realise it, but I'd kill to be normal again. I feel as though I can't speak to anyone now since all they'd ever do is pester me about my powers!"

"But they're sooooo cool!" blurted out another boy.

"Cyril is right. You guys should try to treat him as if he were one of us, not some statue to gawk at!" came a voice from behind them.

Cyrilax turned around. Behind him was a red-haired girl with an annoyed look on her face. A great sense of relief came from him knowing that there was at least one person who thought of him as an equal.

Yes, Cyrilax had long since abandoned his sense that he was a God. Well, technically he was but... The main reason he adopted that persona was to finally earn some respect. Once he got too much of it, he felt more alone than ever and found out how much he hated being placed on a pedestal to be stared at. Now instead of feeling vengeful, he felt alone. But finally someone extended the hand of friendship towards him as a sign of respect, and not of fear or lust.

"Thank you very much for that!" said Cyrilax in a pleased tone.

The girl smiled. "Why thank you Cy. I coudn't help but notice that you seemed out of place like a fish out of water. Want to sit with me?"

"Don't sit with her! She's a nerd!" yelled one of the girls. Cyrilax ignored her and went to sit with the other girl.

"I'm pleased to meet you." said Cyrilax.

"I' pleased to meet you too. My names Rachel in case you haven't yet realised."

"Oh sorry. So... looking forward to the desert?"

"Oh yes it'll be great fun! I heard theres a section there that was restricted for-"

"-the scared beliefs of the Wikitawani people?" (Wiki reference people!)

"Yes! You like modern mythology too?"

"Oh I love it! Have you ever read about..."

They continued to talk until the arrived at the site. Strangely though, it was quite cold and windy. Cyrilax was glad he decided to wear his standard black pants and jacket. Everyone else wasn't quite as lucky. Several clouds dotted the distnace.

"Ok class, today we are going to do a bit of archeology!" the teacher said, "We are going to dig for fossils! But be careful, don't damage the place too much!"

Everyone grabbed a shovel and was divided into groups. Cyrilax went with Rachel and they went to a more seculded spot upon a nearby sand dune.

"If my knowledge of wind schematics is correct, there should be massive fossil deposits here!" said Rachel in excitement.

"Good thinking" exclaimed Cyrilax. She smiled and they both started digging.

It wasn't until they thought that after 2 hours, there wasn't any fossils there, they spoke again.

"About your powers, can you really do all the stuff they say on the news?"

Cyrilax groaned. "No, I can't make alcohol out of water or cure cancer, thats media hype. But I can do this:"

With the tracing flow of his arm, Cyrilax drew a rainbow in ths sky.

"Wow, that's beautiful Cy!" said Rachel in awe.

"Meh, it's the least I could do. I- LOOK!"

They finally struck something. Something metallic. Cyrilax used his control over earth to shift the sand. What was buried beneath it was:

"An altar?" questioned Rachel

It looke like one. An ornate metal structure that seemed to compose of a pedestal and an ornate wall behind it. On the pedestal was a small statue of some sort of horrible monster. Cyrilax fel a strange sense of compulsion to touch it.

So he reached out and touched it.

Instantly his body glowed light blue and shot out a massive beam of light into the sky where it exploded and released a massive light show.

"What did you do?!?" yelled Rachel in panic.

"I-I don't know. It just happened!" pleaded Cyrilax.

At that very moment, the ground tremored like an earthquake. The light show persisted.

"What have you done?!?" came a worried voice from behind.

Cyrilax turned to see Mysterr and a bunch of old guys running up to him. One glance at the small statue told them all.

"This is not good, if you touched that, we are all in grave peril here!" yelled Gyamos.

"Why, what is it?" asked Cyrilax.

"You remember when I told you you were the Urikry reincarnate?" said Mysterr, "Well the Urikry had four other God companions who were all jealous of him and seeked to overthrow him. That statue there is one of the God Zyktrak. By touching it with the spirit of the Urikry you have re-awakened their age-old rivalry, which wll surely destroy the Earth!"

A deep thunderous sound was heard in the distance. And as they looked on, several monsters emerged from the ground, evil, fanatical and relentless.

"You are much less fun in real life than on TV." commented Rachel.

"You can say that again kiddo." said Mathias with mirth.

Chapter 6: Confrontation
All around them, deep rumbles were head. Monsters were emerging out of the sand all around them. It was like sometthing out of a horror movie.

"What do we do now?" asked Rachel with an odd sense of calm.

"You need to go!" commanded Fabion, "It's not safe for you here!"

"What about you old dudes? You don't look like you'd last long out here."

Gyamos let slip an irritated twitch in his left eye, "We can take care of ourselves!"

"So can I! So let me-"

Before she could finish her sentence, Gyamos snapped and sent a blue light at her the teleported her all the way back to the train.

"Gyamos, what was that for?" yelled Jeremiah.

He twitched again, "She was being insubordinate!"

"That's not the point! I-"

"Heads up! Krystalics at 12 o'clock!" yelled out Mysterr.

"What's a Krystalc?" questioned Cyrilax.

Without warning a massive monster identical to the one Cyrilax battled not long ago jumped right out of the ground. Although he could not read the emotions on its disfigured face, Cyrilax could tell it looked really angry.

"What is that?" wondered Cyrilax.

"That is a Krystalic." said Gyamos nonchalantly.

Without warning, the massive beast hurled lightning at Cyrilax. Utilising his powers, he re-directed it at the sky and made it explode. The light temporarily blinded the beast, giving Cyrilax the upper hand and allowing him to charge with boosted speed and knock him down. The blow with all the extra power knocked it unconscious

"Yes! I've defeated a Krystalic!"

"Yes. congradulations! There are only A THOUSAND MORE ACCURSED BEASTS COMING RIGHT THIS WAY!" chided Gyamos.

"Oh man, I can't fight off this much!" mumbled Cyrilax.

"THEN YOU SHOULD HAVE THOUGHT ABOUT THAT BEFORE YOU TOUCHED THE GOD-FORSAKEN STATUE!" yelled Gyamos with intense rage.

"Gyamos, yelling isn't going to solve anything!" argued Jeremiah, "We need a plan!"

All of a sudden, everything seemed to click in Cyrilax's mind (as it usually does). If the monsters wanted him so bad, why not let them have him?

With that, Cyrilax ran off into the distance towards the towering buttes in the distance.

"That boy's in for a quick death." muttered Mathias.



Meanwhile Rachel was going stir-crazy over the hiatus of her interaction with Cyrilax. She couldn't stand the thought of not being able to hold her groound against of dumb brutes. She had always been a headstrong girl, and this was no exception.

She looked over the horizon for any sign of life, anything that wasn't sand and rock. The place seemed to quiet. Something was definately gone wrong.

And then all of a sudden she saw Cyrilax running towards the massives buttes in the distance. He just kept running until he reached the base of a particularly tall one. All the while, the creatures were right behind him. She couldn't stand it anymore. She had to do something.

Looking through the train, she saw an emergency distress flair. With precision and skill brought on by years of archery practice, she fired a flair directly at the oncoming beasts.

With extreme force, a Krystalic fired lightning at the flair, causing it to break into a massive explosion that rained fire down all over the desert.The geography class had long since flled into the train for protection from whatever was outside.

And after all the smoke cleared, Cyrilax was nowehre to be seen.

"Oh where have you gone now you crazy idiot?" she thought desperately.



After a series of harrowing steps, Cyrilax had scaled one of the tallest buttes and now had an excellent vantage point for picking off the Krystalics. With little effort, he rained down energy beams, picking them off one by one. It seems as though he had the problem solved until he heard a small noise behind him.

He turned around and felt as though he had walked into a nightmare.

Right in front of his eyes, a massive red pillar of light had erupted from the top of the Butte and out from it emerged a truly terrible and massive monster.

"I am the Zyktrak!" it said in a very deep, dark and menacing voice, "And you are the Urikry!"

"That's right! Do you have a probelm with that?" said Cyrilax in a taunting voice.

"You must be destroyed!" yelled the Zyktrak.

And with that, he hurled a massive collumn of pure energy at Cyrilax. Cyrilax did not know what to to since he too was a God. They were evenly matched. There was nothing to do.

Cyrilax ended up taking the full force of the blow, which was ebough to knock him way off the edge of the Butte and slam him into another one. The pain was phenomenal.

The elders looked on and wondered what they could possibly do. Fabion had no idea. They could only hope that the Urikry would protect Cyrilax.

But it didn't. And the Zyktrak was coming to get him.

Chapter 7: Retaliation
Cyrilax was badly hurt. He had been slammed into a butte with extreme force and the only thing holding him to life was the Urikry. Any mortal would have been killed. But Cyrilax refused to die. Slowly, he got up, only to see Zyktrak come straight for him. However, now he was ready this time.

When the Zyktrak was almost at the butte, Cyrilax turned invisible. However, the Zyktrak was not deterred. He sensed around for heat and found Cyrilax not far off. He chraged, only for him to crash into a smouldering flare.

"Missed me brute-head!" chided Cyrilax from behind. And with that, Cyrilax hurled a massive ice beam at him, severly chilling him.

"You think that had a-any ef-fect on me? Just you wait!" warned the Zyktrak.

Zyktrak got up and took a massive swipe at Cyrilax, batting him off the butte and into the distance. He crashed into another butte.

"This is to easy!" muttered Zyktrak to himself.

And with that, he sprouted wings and headed off to finish the boy off once and for all.



In the distance, Cyrilax was brooding over what to do next. He came to the conclusion that his mortal body was the only thing holding him back. After all, he was the Urikry after all!

So with a great deal of patience, he allowed the Urikry's mortal body to take over his own, yet still keep his mind. A massive blue light glinted off him, clearly giving his position away to the Zyktrak. It wasn't long before his massive body appeared on the horizon.

"Come and get me!" thought Cyrilax.



On the train, Rachel watched helplessly as massive lights and bangs were seen in the distance. She thought Cyrilax was enjoying all the action, becuase he hadn't reported back to use her intellect to help him out. Surely, he had to have some regard for his friends? She thought of him as nothing more than an attention seeker. She wondered if she could really trust him? Or was he attracted to her? She did not know, nor did she care. all she knew was he train had left hours ago. He could have at least said goodbye.

"Friends, they are here one moment, gone the next. What makes the difference is what they do with the moment." she muttered.



Meanwhile the Zyktrak was absolutely horrified to see the Urikry again. At first he was convinced that he had returned and bowed submissively. But Cyrilax started to abuse his position, which gave him away as the Zyktrak knew the Urikry would never do such a thing. Of course now the Zyktrak was even angrier as not only was this human possessing the Urikry's spirit, he also had his body too! Zyktrak could not take it any longer.

"You dare desecrate the holy body of the Urikry with your filthy human mind?"

"Why yes I do!", taunted Cyrilax, "Do you have a problem with that?"

Cyrilax had realised too late that he had pushed the Zyktrak beyond over the edge. He was beyond furious. He was almost the essence of anger.

"TAKE THIS YOU INSUBORDINATE MORTAL!"

"NOBODY CALLS ME INSUBORDINATE YOU BRUTE!"

With that, they both hurled as much power as they could at the other. There was an incredible explosion equal to 300.000+ atomic bombs and enough light to restore sight to a blind person and have them lose it again. And the sound was nothing like anyone had ever heard before.

When the dust cleared, both deities had fallen to the ground. But they didn't die. Very slowly, Cyrilax got up. now back to his human form and stood over the massive body of the Zyktrak. He felt nothing but contempt.

"You are nothing my friend. You may be a God, but you... are... NOTHING!"

Just as he completed his sentence, several news helicopters had flown over the top of him and excited reporters and cameramen were all googling at him.

"Was it something I said?" thought Cyrilax meekly.



Back at the Elders of the Universal Order's meeting place.

Gyamos was abusing Cyrilax at every turn for his gross abuse of the Urikry's powers and his general appearance and insubordiantion.

"... and honsetly, that boy needs to learn some manners! Why I'd-"

"Gyamos, give it a break already!" yelled Fabion, "We know about his 'insubordination'. What we need to worry about is how badly he has aggravated the Zyktrak. If in the unlikely case that he actually manages to defeat him, the Zyktrak will get incredibly angry and call upon the other Gods and evoke jealousy in them. Sure Cyrilax my have been abke to defeat once God, but 4 on 1, he's definately a dead man!"

"The only way to prevent them from tearing the Earth apart is to get the Urikry out of Cyrilax!" stated Mysterr, "But if his pride forces him to want to keep it, then he is going to bring forth a lot of trouble!"

"Yes but still, the only way this can all happen is if he manages to beat Zyktrak." mentioned Mathias, "What are the odds he manages to do it?"

Chapter 8: Reprimandation
Cyrilax was absolutely beat.

After somehow managing to defeat a God, he was now receiving more attention then ever. Everywhere he went, everyone was following him, begging him to touch them as they believed he had healing powers, always annoying him with incessant questions. It got so bad that he turned himslef invisible and hid out at an old mountain hut and waited for the news to pass.

But it didn't. Now the press believed that he was playing a cat-and-mouse game, prompting everyone to send out search parties and ragtag groups of bounty hunters to get him. He had never felt so low in his life.

But most of all, he missed Rachel more than anything else. He absolutely missed her sweet smile, her beautiful figure and most of all, her great intelligence and understanding. He felt as though she was his only friend in the entire world. And now she was gone.



Meanwhile back at the school, Rachel sat by herself. Cyrilax had not returned. It had been 2 weeks. She truly believed he had left her. This solidified her belief that he was nothing more than an attention seeker with no really feelings for anyone.

"Jerkface!" she screamed and with that, she kicked a nearby pole.

Her screams of pain reverberated around the courtyard. No one looked up and no one cared. No one except for a lone boy with stitches all over his chest. He seemed concerned.

"Are you ok? heard you scream."

"Why yes I am." she seemed flattered, "What happened to you?"

"Science accident. Anyway, you seemed lonely. Did you want to talk about something?"

"Oh yes, I've wanted to say something for weeks!"

"Cool! Well..."

With that, they kept talking day after day and it wasn'tong before they started going out. Cyrilax was the last thing on Rachels mind.

But he was the other way around for the rest of the world...



Deep underground, in a massive cavern, the Krystalics had converged for a special meeting. Their leader Rekranox had an important message to deliver.

"Fellow Krystalics! It is with a heavy heart that our grand and noble leader The mighty Zyktrak, has fallen!"

All the surrounding Krystalics angrily yelled.

"But the good news is that all is not lost! We will rise again and bring forth the other Gods. That boy cannot hold off the wrath of all four Gods, and when we are done, the Urikry will have returned to his rightful people!"

All the Krystalics cheered.

"Now we must also invoke the great spirit of Scyritax, Xinzarda and the mighty Zaraxes!"

With that, the Krystalics started chanting an ancient spell that slowly made the surrounding statues erupt with great power, brining forth the great Gods that would purge the Earth.

From a peak in the far distance, the Elders watched on in horror.

"I didn't thnk he could actually defeat the Zyktrak!" exclaimed Mathias, "I believe I was wrong to believe he could be beat."

"This is really bad!" Jeremiah moaned, "There is no way Earth can survive the clash of the five Gods!"

"Stupid boy!" screamed Gyamos, "Now look what he's done."

"I think otherwise." interjected Mysterr, "There must have been something about Cyrilax that the Urikry was looking for, or else why would he have chosen him to be the avatar for his spirit? There is something he must do!"

"We don't have much time to ponder!" yelled Fabion, "If we don;t move now and help Cyrilax, we are going to be toast!"

Just as the words left his mouth, a beam of power hit the peak and they all fell into the wake of the Krystalics.

"Just to let you know, I HATE toast!" cursed Gyamos.



Far away, Cyrilax had finally snapped. He was not going to spend the rest of his life crouching in a log cabin waiting to die. In fact, because he was a God, he couldn't die. He was going to spend all eternity there.

No, he had had enough! He was going to go out to the world he was going to return to his town and he was going to profess his love for Rachel. If he didn't do anything now, he would forever be in complete disgrace of himself.

With that, he left the mountain hut and ventured down the cliff he was on. Now would be the only time he could ever apologise to-

"Rachel! I didn't know you were here!"

Rachel apparently had gone for an expidition along the mountain range. Why, he did not know.

"Oh hey Cy." she said unenthusiastically, "Hey have you met my new boyfriend?"

Cyrilax's brain jammed. Boyfriend? How? Who?

Just at that moment, a boy with stitches around his chest climbed up the cliff. He glanced at Cyrilax and smiled.

"Ah hello you waste of space. Remember me from science?"

All of Cyrilax's feelings had vanished. Now he was filled with murderous rage.

"Why yes I do." with that, his hands caught alight with a burning blaze, "You should have stayed down!"

Chapter 9: Devastation
The Elders of the Universal Order were feeling mutinous.

They had been captured by the Krystalics and bound by magic to a sacraficial pillar. They could do nothing as the Krystalcics magic was too strong.

"Great going!" Gyamos screamed at Mysterr, "Now the whole Earth is doomed!"

"Gyamos, please," Jeremiah pleaded, "This is not the end. We still have hope!"

"Hope? WHAT HOPE?" Gyamos screamed with extreme fury, "That boy is stirring up trouble with his powers, I can feel it! And meanwhile, the Krystalics are all getting worked up, reawakening their powers. And to top it all off, they have brought forth the 4 Gods to destroy the boy whose misuse of the Urikry is turning him into a tracking beacon! Where is the hope in this you old fool?"

"Gyamos!" Fabion scolded, "Jeremiah is right. There is hope. The chant that binds us is easily undone with this new spell I invented."

"Pft, yeh right!" Gyamos spat.

"Before Mathias interjected, Fabion cast a spell that broke the bonds silently. This was really convienient as the Krystalics were all listening to Rekranox on their plan of attack.

"Before we go, we should listen in and see what they are going to do." Mathias suggested. The other elders agreed that it was a good idea. Even Gyamos grudgingly agreed.

As they listened, it became horrifically clear that their plan was definately going to work. They would ambush Cyrilax when his emotions were most violent and use them to destroy him and release the Urikry. Cyrilax was too volatile, and there wasn't enough time to teach him pacifism. Gyamos was living proof.

"We have done many great things before:" Mysterr honourably told the group, "We have saved the universe from Krystalics, destoyed an uprising on Kniftab and even united the elements in unity. But now we are at our greatest challenge yet. If we are to stop the full force of all the Gods, we need to act fast and act now!"

"What are we going to do?" Mathias asked.

Mysterr glanced at the Krystalic's portal, "I have a good idea that starts with dimensions..."

"... And ends with destruction." finished Fabion.

"I like destruction" Gyamos muttered.



Cyrilax was beyond fury.

Here he was at the top of a great cliff facing the only girl he's ever love next to the only boy he'd ever kill. And now their unity had brought forth his inner destruction.

"Whats the matter?" they boy asked in an insulting tone, "Are you too pathetic to retort? Yes you are!"

"Rachel... H-how can you love this guy?" Cyrilax asked in astonished tones.

"He's nice." she said plainly.

"Yeah, I'm nice. Just like your stupid!" he said with mirth.

"How can you call that nice?" Cyrilax yelled.

Rachel shrugged, "He came for me. You didn't."

"I was battling a frekaing 1000 meter high God. What more could I have done?"

"I wanted to help. You never came back."

"I couldn't come back! I was being attacked!"

"You could have spared a few seconds. You've got powers, why didn't you teleport me back?"

"I WAS FIGHTING FOR MY LIFE! I couldn't do much more than that!"

"And anyway, you are the most famous and popular person in the world. Everywhere girls cliam you are secretly dating them. Why would you need me?"

"Thats all media bogus! I've been hiding here all this time because of them! You should have realised this!"

"Dude, shut the hell up!" the boy yelled, "No one cares what you think!" With that, he shoved Cyrilax towards the edge of the clif and stomped directly on his chest.

"THIS-IS-FOR-BEING-A-WORTHLESS-PIECE-OF-CRAP-AND-MESSING-WITH-MY-GIRLS-HEAD!!!" he screamed in between each stomp.

"Daniel stop!" Rachel screamed, "He's a bad person, but he dosn't deseve that!"

"SHUT UP YOU! I NEVER ASKED FOR YOUR OPINION!" Daniel screamed, turning away from Cyrilax.

"How... can you likde this guy?" Cyrilax asked.

"SHUT UP FREAK! NO ONE ASKED FOR YOUR STUPID OPINION!"

Rachel just stared in shock at the boys she once thought frineds. She was torn between the rough desire for Daniel and her worry for Cyrilax.

"I'm sorry Cyrilax, but I just like Daniel better. He's more hot, normal and I like his rough love."

Cyrilax had finally snapped. Those words destroyed his vestiges of sanity. Now his very essence was consumed with a passionate desire to kill Daniel and obliterate his remains.

"You my friend... Are no longer alive!" Cyrilax screamed in cold heartless fury.

"Bring it on Dorkwad! Like you could ever harm these beauties" He kissed his biceps.

Cyrilax summoned his power and hurled a massive bolt of lightning at him. It blew him all the way back into a nearby tree. Daniel climbed out of the tree and picked up a nearby branch and started whacking Cyrilax with it. Rachel looked on, absolutely horrorstruck at the violence.

"Daniel, stop! He'll destroy you!"

"Yeah right! He's a massive wuss!"

The pity for Daniel and the taunting remarks infuriated Cyrilax even more. Daniel managed to knock Cyrilax to the ground, but he forced himself up and shot a laser at Daniel. He dodged the laser and threw the stick at Cyrilax. With a simple flick of the wrist, the stick disintergrated.

"You think you can beat me?" Cyrilax tauntingly asked, "I can take this battle to your mind!"

With that, he focused a vivid black and orange beam straight to Daniels head. Suddenly, Rachel and Cyrilax disappeared from view and Daniel was all alone. Everything around him was ver dark.

"W-Whats going on?" Daniel asked to himself, showng great fear, "If y-you think you can scare me, y-you've got another t-thing coming you dork!"

"FOOL!" came a voice that echoed from all around him, "I AM THE ESSENCE OF YOUR FEAR! YOU CANNOT RUN. YOU CANNOT HIDE. I WILL DESTROY YOU AND THERE IS NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT!"

Just as the voice stopped, thunder was heard all around him. Rachel laugh was heard everywhere. Amd then demonic figures erupted from the ground and started attacking Daniel.

"Y-you can't scare me dorkwad!" Daniel screamed in defiance.

"I ALREADY HAVE! YOU CANNOT DENY YOUR OWN FEARS. THEY WILL ONLY DESTROY YOU!"

Daniel tried to retort, but fear had finally overtaken him. He sank to the ground and disintergrated into madness. His proud and mighty persona was obliterated.

All of a sudden, the real world came back. Daniel could not handle all the emotions he was dealing with. He stood up and then slumped to the ground unconscious.

"No longer will you EVER torment anyone you pathetic vermin!" Cyrilax growled at Daniels unconscious figure.

"Cy, WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?" Rachel screamed.

"The only thing I could." Cyrilax replied.

"He was a good person! why did you hurt him?" she moaned.

"DID YOU SEE WHAT HE DID TO ME? He even abused you! He tried to kill me! He has no respect for anyone!" Cyrilax yelled in anger.

"He has his moments. You have too many!"

Cyrilax could take no more of the insanity she was putting forwatd. He used a force beam to shove her back into a tree and activated his flying powers. He flew off the cliff and started using all his powers to wreak absolute destruction all around him. Cliffs fell, mountains disintergrated and trees burned under his fury. All until...

"Cyrilax stop!" came a sharp voice.

He turned to find the elders assembled at the tope of the cliff. Thet were yelling at him.

"You must stop or else the Krystalics will find you and destroy you!" yelled Fabion from the distance.

Cyrilax smiled, "Good, let them come! I need something to destroy!"

"You don't understand!" yelled Jeremiah, "They have summoned the other Gods! There is no way you can win!"

"Watch me..."

With that, Cyrilax released a massive beam of energy into the sky that surged all across the Earth. Within seconds, Krystalics had appeared all over the demolished cliffs hurling lightning at him. And just as they arrived, 4 massive entities appeared at the edge of the horizon. They all looked incredibly powerful and angry.

Senses finally came back to Cyrilax. "What have I done?"

"A bloody stupid mistake if you ask me!" groaned Gyamos.

Chapter 10: Reclaimation
As Cyrilax stood on the edge of the decimated cliff, he knew the end was nigh for him. Even the sheer power of the Urikry could not stop the full force of the other four Gods.

He ran towards the elders, desperate for any information that could be used for his benefit against the mighty Gods.

"Mysterr, old guy [Gyamos] and all you, what am I supposed to do?"

"Well for starters, don't call Gyamos old. He'll have your guts stringed out for a birthday banner" Mysterr said almost like a proverb.

"Darn staright." Gyamos said with an evil glint in his eye.

"And for second, there is nothing we can do to stop them. We've stopped the Krystalics, but never have we ever dare tamper with the Gods."

"Well, maybe this is a test to see if you guys can!" Cyrilax said in false hope.

"Don't be ridiculous, they are GODS! you can't tamper with Gods!" Fabion snapped.

"Guys, we are looking at this the wrong way!" Jeremiah interjected, "If the Urikry was resurrected in Cyrilax, this must mean that he is the chosen one who has some sort of phropecy the needs to be fufilled. Maybe calming the Gods is it!"

"But what if he isn't?" Gyamos put forth, "What if he was a mistake?"

"Then I'll prove I'm not!" Cyrilax said heroically. And with that, he flew off to certain doom.

"He's going to die a quick death" Gyamos said simply.

"Although it depresses me, I'm afraid I have to agree with you." Jeremiah said with a very worried look in his eye.



Far away, the four Gods were getting closer. All around them, massive fires raged. The power leaking out of them was so great, it created natural disasters. All around them, destructive winds blew, fires raged, rivers burst and lightning rained down with devastating force. They were slowly destroying the Earth.

The Zyktrak was the first to notice Cyrilax flying staright towards them. He could only laugh. He may have been able to defeat one God, but they were four. The Urikry could never handle it.

"So, puny human!" the Zyktrak yelled out to cyrilax, "Do you come for your death?"

"No. I'm here to make a deal with you guys. I'll lend you the Urikry, and you leave Earth."

The Zyktrak recoiled in absolute shock, "LEND THE URIKRY? IS HE SOME SORT OF TOY TO YOU?"

"No, I didn't mean it like-"

"You have desecrated the very name of our venerable leader!" Zaraxes said in her menacing voice, "There can be no mercy for you here!"

"KILL THE THIEF!" Scyritax said in a contemptuous tone.

Taradak lunched for Cyrilax. He ducked in midair. But just as he recovered, Zyktrak launched a massive collumn of fire at him. Cyrilax summoned an ice shield to keep the brunt of the force away, yet the fre of that power managed to singe through and burn his skin terribly. He iced himself to prevent anything worse.

Using this moment of weakness, Scyritax sent a swift blast of air that knocked him to the ground where jagged remains of the cliff he blasted awaited him.



Far away on the cliff, Rachel was stirring. Having been knocked to the ground by a boy she once trusted was a bad expreience. She picked herslef off the ground and made to chastise Cyrilax about his recent behaviour until she looked around and realised that he was no longer and tha the very group of old men that had teleported her away were standing on the edge of the cliff looking on at the raging fire in the distance. Something was wrong and she had to find out.

"Excuse me sirs, but WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?"

Only Gyamos remained looking at the fire. The others turned around.

"If you must know, the Earth is dying." Fabion put forth.

"Disintergrating more like it." Gyamos said without turning.

"Well, lets put it this way. You know Cyrilax and you know he has the Urikry's spirit," Mysterr stated, "Well, you probably didn't know that there are four more Gods that serve the Krystalics, one of whom I believe we saved you from in the desert."

"You didn't save me becuase they never came near me!" Rachel screamed in defiance.

"Never mind!" Gyamos snapped, finally turning to face her, "The point is, because the Krystalics want their God back and Cyrilax won't give it to them. they enlisted the other four Gods to do it and five Gods on Earth is sure destruction! Happy now?"

"Happy? Are you mad? The Earth is in sheer peril and... Oh no!"

Several helicopter flew in, all of them news helicopters that were broadcasting live.

"Look, we've found Cyrilax!" a business woman shouted from the helicopter.

"I don't believe it! They're endangering everyone here!" Jeremiah said in astonishment, "By leading Cyrilax's self-proclaimed fanbase to this deathly place, they are sure to kill an immense amount of innocent people."

"Isn't there anything we can do?" Rachel asked.

"It's too late now, they've already sent out the tracking signal." Mysterr said with sadness, "The only thing we can do now is help Cyrilax and quell the Gods before too many innocent people lose thier lives."

"Well, what are we waiting for? Gravy filled boats? Lets go!" Gyamos yellled in his world weary battle yell.



Cyrilax was experiencing pain that was far worse than humanely possible. He was clinging onto the bare edges of life as he knew it. Yet, he could not die. There was still so much he had left to do, so much left to say. He just couldn't allow himslef to fade away.

He got up and saw the Gods looming over him, looking down on him from their massive height. Somehow, their presence sent a great wave of fear into his heart.

"You have reached the end of your life." Zaraxes said mirthlessly, "You will give us the Urikry, or you will be destroyed."

"What If I destroy myself and the Urikry? Your precious God would cease to exist! I bet the Krystalics really wouldn't like that!"

The nearby Krystalics hissed with great displeasure. It gave Cysilax a great sense of satisfaction. Suddenly, all Cyrilax wanted to do was to keep the Urikry just to antagonize the Gods.

"Want the Urikry? Come and get me!" Cyrilax then flew off towards the cliffs where the Elders and Rachel stood.

Cyrilax did this for a reason. He figured the elders should be able to tell him what he could do to stop the Gods. He also figured since they had dabled with tem on more than one occassion in the past, so they probably knew what to do.

What he didn't expect to see though was the Elders bound to dead trees and Krystalics grasping Rachels limbs. A particularly large and dangerous-looking Krystalic was watching him very closely.

"So you are the Cyrilax we have been having so much trouble with?" he said in a very dark and haunting tone.

"Yes I am. Who are you?" Cyrilax asked in unrelenting tones.

The Krystalic laughed. "I am Rekranox, the Krystalic leader. I took charge after you killed our previous leader Nymanes at your accursed school."

"So THATS who that monster was!"

"He was not a monster. He was a noble leader. As revenge for killing our leader, we destroyed your school last about 6 days ago."

"But that was a school day! You killed innocent children and teenagers and who knows else?"

Rekranox simply shrugged his massive spiked shoulders, "Small price to pay for revenge. The same as your life!"

With that, he withdrew a massive spaer that look as though it was carved by sheer darkness and sharpened by pure evil.

"This is the spear of spite. As you can see, it is very dangerous." Rekranox said

"Well yeah." Cyrilax said sardonically.

"Cyrilax! This is now time for sarcastic comments! The Krystalics want the Urikry back and nothing will stop them!" Mysterr yelled out.

"Unless..." Gyamos said slowly.

"What are you suggesting?" Fabio asked.

"Well, remember how we channeled the Urikrys energy through the Krystalics to stop their rampage all those years ago?" Gyamos said slowly.

"Yes we do." Jeremiah said slowly.

"Well, if Cyrilax relenquishes control of the Urikry, then we can use his spirit to command the Krystalics to command the Gods to desist."

"That could work." Mysterr said, "Theres just one problem and he's carryong a massive spear!"

"CYRILAX!" Gyamos yelled out, "If we are going to stop the Gods, you need to defeat the Krystalic leader!"

"You have no hope there!" Rekranox said softly. And with that, he charged at Cyrilax with impossible speed.

Cyrilax ducked under the swiping blade and summoned his own blade from stasis. It was a well worn and sturdy blade that he somehow knew would hold through. Just before Rekranox took another swing at him Cyrilax swung the blade towars his head. Inexplicably, it banged off.

"You cannot damage my head! That is not my vulnerable spot!"

"Cyrilax, they are not like humas! Their organs are in different places!" Fabion yelled out.

Noting this, Cyrilax suddenly found himself at a loss as to where he should attack. And in the heat of battle, this wasn't a good thing to happen.

Cyrilax send a energy beam at Rekranoxs arm. He recoiled slightly, but advanced again. He the swung the spear in hopes of slicing off Cyrilaxs arm. He missed of course, but he managed to slice off Cyrilaxs left hand.

"You're going to regret that!" he growled menacingly.

With that, he launched an all out fire collum at Rekranox. To his shock, he batted it away.

"Being the Krystalic leader, I have access to the elements that the Gods control: Ice/water, fire, earth, air and electricirty. Your attacks are useless!"

Cyrilax said nothing. He took a swipe at Rekranox's left leg. The armour absorbed most of the blow, but Cyrilax channeled some of his inner rage-fueled energy into his insides, causing Rekranox great pain. Taking advantage of his moment of distarction, Cyrilax hacked at his chest. He created a small indent in his 'skin'. Seizing the opportuniyu, Cyrilax channeled his power through his sword into the hole and blew a small pit inside Rekranox. In retaliation, Rekranox summoned his elemental powers. From ancient knowledge Cyrilax suddenly gained from the Urikry, he realised that the heart of a creature is the source of their power, as only through its co-operation could the energy surge through the blood and be released. Therefore, when someone drew upon enough energy, it caused thier heart to glow. Looking at Rekranox, Cyrilax saw a particularly bright light in his foot. Drawing upon his last reserves of energy, he summouned a massive staligmite to jut up from the ground and go right through Rekranox's foot. Realising what had happened, he took his last moment of life and threw his spear at Cyrilax. Somehow, he knew he could not dodge it and stood still.

Amazingly, it passed right through him. Cyrilax was unharmed. But something was wrong. Very wrong. The world around him stopped. And then it started moving forward. Faster and faster it kept going. All around him, pictures of deplorable acts were hanging like an art exhibition. It was too surreal for him to take. He sunk to the ground.



When he woke up, the first thing he noticed was that he was not where he was. And at that moment everything made sense and at the same time, nothing made sense at all.

The whole world around him was a deep deep blue. Everything seemed out of whack. But worst of all was the sky. No longer was it the orange that was there when the Gods attacked. At was black. A deep deep deep black. And in the very centre of the sky was a massive evil face composed of bright white stars.

"What happened?" Cyrilax said to the sky.

"You really want to know what happened?" said a weak voice behind him.

He turned to see something the frightened the life out of him.

A completely emaciated Mysterr stepped out of the shadows from a dead, twisted, blasted tree, He looked as though he was barely holding on to the vestiges of life.

"Mysterr, what happened?" Cyrilax said in panic.

"This?" he said in a struggling voice, "Is your future if you do not give up the Urikry. You want proof? Look over there."

He pointed off towards the distance. On a distant blasted piece of rock, lay a temple with an adult version of his face carved into it.

"How?" was all Cyrilax could muster.

"How? By refusing to give up the Urikry after convincing the Krystalics to tell the Gods to desist, you realised the potential you had if you had control over some of the most powerful beings in existence. So you took over Earth, enslaving humans, consuming resources, all because you could. You lost your mind, now heres your chance to reclaim it!"

Suddenly he reached out with an iron grip and grabbed Cyrilax's shoulder. It really hurt.

"You must go back and when you do, release the Urikry! End the suffering of the humas and the Krystalics before too many innocent lives get destroyed. Do it before even the past is lost!"

"But what if this is an illusion?"

"You'll just have to trust me and your inner feeling."

With that, the last ounce of strength left Mysterr and he slumped to the ground, dead.

Cyrilax didn't know what to do. All he knew was what he should have done.

Almost at tht moment, the world around him shifted and he was back in the world we was meant to be in.

He looked at his surroundings. The Gods were closing in. Time was short. He looked down at Rekranox's corpse and knew what was meant to happen next.

With a flick of the wrist, the remaining hand he had glowed light blue. At the sight of it, The Krystalics untied the Elders from the tree.

"Do it now." Cyrilax said with tears in his eyes, "C'mon, DO IT NOW! JUST STOP THIS ALL PLEASE!"

The Elder complied, but they hesitated for the briefest secind as they had never heard the frightened subdued tone in Cyrilax before.

Drawing upon their most powerful powers, the Elders performed a powerful exorcism on Cyrilax. With a massive light blue light, a gargantuous shape emerged from Cyrilax and unfolded in the air. This was the Urikry's spirit.

"And now it needs a body." Mathias said.

Drawing upon the surrounding deimated forest, the Urikry drew in these materials and condensed them into a solid body fit for a God. But before he did, the Elders used his spirit to summon the other Gods and call off their rampage. The Urikry had returned, so there was no need to continue the violence. He then entered his new body.

Just before they all left, The Urikry turned to face the Elders, Rachel and Cyrilax. He smiled and then with the most beautiful of sounds he said a simple:

"Thank you."

There was a bright light and then all was still.

The Krystalics, now content with their God back, went underground, never to bother humans again.

"Cyrilax, WE DID IT!" Mysterr cheered.

It took him ten seconds to realise that Cyrilax was not cheering. In fact, he wasn't moving. He just stood at the edge of the cliff. staring into the distance as though he were glancing at the future.

"Cyrilax?" Mysterr asked in frightened tones.

Still Cyrilax did not move. The elder and Rachel were getting scared. What had happend to the cocky kid that dared jest Gods?

Suddenly he spoke.

"What has happend?" he said in a breaking tone.

"We... We won Cyrilax!" Mysterr said confused, "Everything is ok now."

"THATS IT! Everything is ok now. But was it ever? Will it ever be?"

"What are you talking about Cy?" Rachel said in worried tones.

"I've seen terrible things. Absolutely terrible things. And it could happen. It really could happen."

"It's all water under the bridge now." Mathias stated, "We just saved the world!"

"But have we saved the world from me?"

"The Urikry is gone now!" Gyamos yelled.

"But my fame hasn't! And if word leaks out that I just saved the world, I'll never hear the end of it!"

"But you don't let that bother you!" Rachel screamed now desperate for Cyrilax to come to his senses.

Cyrilax took a step closer to the cliffs edge, "And I've done terrible things. I've felled an entire forest in a blind rage, I've seen the future and I don't know what I could do to make these things stop."

He then slumped to the ground and pounded his fist on the rock. He felt the pain and welcomed it. It was all a reminder that he was now only human.

"Cyrilax, snap out of it!" Gyamos yelled, "You're falling under the illusion that the world is still in peril! It's not! Everything is fine now, so stop worrying!"

"No Gyamos, the world is not ok. It is is still in peril because of me. And there is only one way to solve the problem."

Before anyone could say anything, Cyrilax jumped off the cliff to the unforgiving rocks below. The elders screamed and Rachel cried. Daniel was still uncounscious, but no one cared. A great life had been ended just as easily as could have been started anew.

"Wel... Lets go administer the final rites to him." Jeremiah said. No one had the heart to say no, so they all walked down to the bottom of the tall unforgiving cliff.



Sure enough, when the reached the rocks at the bottom, there lay Cyrilax's body, dead and still. And yet, despite the rocks, he was perfectly intact. Only a bloody hole through his heart showed any signs of damage to the near flawless body. It was almost as if it was the last gift of the Urikry to him

"Just to let you know Cy, no matter what happened, I always loved you." Rachel said. she bent over and kissed his lifeless lips. A light sense of magic seemed to brush against her lips. It was as though he was watching them.

"Well, lets get this over with." Jeremiah said.

Before he began to read, two people popped up on the horizon. And then more. And more and more and more. Soon, the whole valley was full of people who had come to the unofficial funeral of this strange boy who was once the lonliest person in existence. Rachel found it almost enlightening how this one boy taught the world a lesson on just how important love was. That he would die for the world. That he always put himself before others. She made a note to ask Jeremiah to say this.

And so he read. And everyone listened. Everyone was deep in thought of this strange boy and what he hd been through. And as Jeremiah finished reading the last words. Everyone looked to the night sky where everyone was certain they could see Cyrilax's smiling face in the stars. For all Rachel knew now, he was now with the Gods, happy and content.

With this knowledge at heart, she finally cracked a smile and walked off with the Elders into the distance. It would be a long walk back, and Mathias would be desperate for a cup of tea.

All around the world, people of all ages looked up in the sky and remembered Cyrilax. And as his name lives on, so does his legacy. Should you ever see someone who is lonely or unloved, reach out and show them the true mercy in this world as Cyrilax would have done.

In memory of Cyrilax

May he forever touch our hearts and fill them with love

For all eternity.

The End