Chapter Sixteen
Axerion's Finale
"Even if death has consumed my body, my mind and soul alone stay free from its grasp. The evil Bellcast has surpassed everything I ever thought he would amount to. Thnking back to his beginning, it seems almost obvious he would amount to a great evil, who would eventually push me aside and take everything I had built up. Thinking back to his birth, if it can be called that, is almost as scary as what my life has become."
Six hundred thousand years ago Axerion watched in awe as a being clad entirely in blinding light floated in front of him. Even more disturbing was the dark shady figure behind Axerion. Each one carried a small ball shaped like a cocoon, deamonic energy eminating from each of them. The being of light and the being of dark had no energy eminating from them, or atleast, if they did, they were able to hide it completely, nothing Axerion had ever thought possible by any individual deamon.
<We're here to place these two 'deamons' into your hands for you to care for them. We trust you will not disturb their growth in any way.> -If you disobey our orders you will be killed by one of them. And I myself will see to it that you die if you disobey.- "And if I decline?"
<Loxtrida will see to it that you die immediately.> -Death to those who go against the Lox Beings.- 