The image began to fade, and the being smiled as Thomas felt warmth flood through him. "Your master holds a deep place in your heart. That is good, hold that thought. Remember it when you doubt yourself. The creature began to hover away slightly. "I can't keep reaching out to you like this Thomas. I am running out of energy, and my perverted creations know it. They feel my essence fading. I can't keep coming to save you. This is the last time I can come..." The being began to fade from view. "My last piece of advice I can offer you is this." The magegod begins to fade as he fades away. "Trust your heart, and let nothing stand above it!"

With that, the magegod faded from view leaving Thomas in the darkness once more. Standing silently, Thomas contemplated what the magegod said. Trust my heart? What kinda romantic bullshit was that? His cheeks immediately began to burn as he thought of the soft green grass, and Alex by his side. His wide grin, the words of love in his ears. It all made his heart ache. I mean if this is all a dream, then maybe... Maybe this is the manifestation of his feelings for me? A soft rumble pulled him from his thoughts. The darkness was all around him, yet he felt no cold. Maybe... Maybe I like him too? He thought as the warmth inside him began to blossom, the darkness starting to lighten. Suddenly the ground he was standing on gave way and he began to fall. Falling into the darkness, his body flailed in attempts to find the ground, but the second he hit the ground, his eyes shot open. The room he had awoken in was dark, almost dark as night sending a shiver down his spine.

"Thomas, you can't die! It's not fair," Alex's broken voice echoed through the darkness of the room. "Magegod if you still have any power, please bring Thomas back to me! I know he is your vessel, and it's my job to train him, but he's more than just a student! Please magegod, bring him back to me!"

The bed Thomas was laying on let out a little squeak as he began sitting up. Alex's eyes shot open, and he looked at the bed with a mixture of hope and joy. "Thomas?"

"I'm still alive..." Thomas managed to say before Alex shot over to his side.

Wrapping his arms tightly around Thomas, Alex let out a relieved sob of joy as he squeezed tightly. "Oh thank the magegod your alive! I thought I had lost you!"

Thomas tried to adjust, but fell back onto the bed with Alex leaning heavily on the bedside. "What happened?" Alex let go suddenly, he turned around and looked behind him before scanning the room. "Alex what happened to me?"

"We're not safe here anymore." Alex explained, his eyes shifting back and forth before looking back to Thomas. "The golems are out and they are wreaking havoc."

"The golems?"

Alex stood up when a large smashing sound echoed through the room. "Keep very quiet," He said in a hushed tone as the smashing sound began to repeat itself drawing closer and closer to the bedroom. The crashing sound paused at the entrance to the door, Thomas held his breath, hoping not to draw any more attention to himself. Then the doorway began to pound. "Damn it!" Alex growled before beginning to speak in a language unknown to Thomas. The door burst open and in came a gigantic muddy figure. He had no eyes, yet somehow it could see. It moved it's humongous sloppy brown head scanning the room. Looking over to where Thomas was laying, the creature focused on it. Panic began emanating in Thomas, but then suddenly the creature growled and then pulled it's murky body out of the room before continuing it's wrecking spree down the hallway.

Letting out a sigh of relief, Thomas returned his gaze to Alex. "What the hell happened?"

"The Flara made the first move." Alex replied in a somber tone. "They used one of the Cantorian powers to shatter the glass the golems were in. I don't know which one or how, but somehow they got through the defenses and set up shop. We need to get out of here right now while they are young. The second they reach maturity there will be no way we can get out."

"How did I get in here? Was it the Flara too?" Thomas asked pointing at the bed in the darkness.

"No, I carried you in here. One of the golems was being possessed, and it began sucking the life out of the ground around you, and you by affiliation. It's one of the worst ways to go. You feel your body slowly freezing, and you can't stop it. I managed to kill that golem, but when I saw you laying there with all that ice around you. I thought you had died for sure! Thank the magegod you survived!"

"Something like that..." Thomas managed to say earning him a strange glance from Alex. "The magegod came to me again while I was out. He told me that I could control my powers. He said they were built off my emotions like his, and they compound as the emotions get stronger." Alex's mouth dropped open, and Thomas looked at him in the dark confused. "What, is that bad?"

"Not by a long shot!" Alex replied with a surprising level of giddiness. "You continue to shock me Thomas!" Taking a moment to process what he had heard, Alex continued explaining after taking in a small breath. "Magic was blessed to us from the magegod long ago. He gave the power to all he could, but to his most trusted followers, he made sure they had the deepest relation with magic that they could. Most people have to concentrate on the idea of magic before they can even feel the presence of it. Then to cast it they have to focus on the spell they want as well as the incantation. In your case, you can focus on the power of your emotions and the spells will come to life without any need of incantation! That is a rare power indeed, there was only one person aside from the magegod who had that much power, he was the one who forced the planet to have two large land masses instead of eight." He paused for a second taking another breath. "Just who are you?"

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Another chapter down! I hope you enjoyed it! :) What are your thoughts of the story so far? I plan on making this a very long series, so I hope you enjoy it! :) Don't forget to drink some water! Hydration is the bane of all writers! Second only to writers block, so drink more water!

-Asted!

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