The night back in Room 69 felt off. For starters, Dionysus wasn't around as much since he had to multi-task across many rooms now. Death was annoyingly pensive and mopy the whole time we changed into our sleep wear.

He sat on the bed looking at a text book, but not reading it. It made me want to throw peanuts (I had snuck into the room from the bar) at him.

I sat the chair near the window with my feet resting on the table next to it and persistently threw sh.e.l.ls at my brother. I was the one deaf; he shouldn't be depressed about it. Well, I was a.s.suming his off mood was for that reason.

His hold on his book went tighter after the second handful of peanuts struck gold on his forehead. He threw the book down and flicked me the rude finger.

"What is your problem?" he angrily signed.

I chuckled. Finally, a reaction from him.

"I don't have one. You're the one still moping about my deafness." I signed back.

Death's expression changed to a look of being reminded.

"That's right." He mused, got up and grabbed at my arm.

He dragged me out of the room, barely giving me chance to grab my fluffy robe and slippers. I grunted and moaned at his strong pull as he dragged me out of the Gold Leaf Bar area, through the Drawing Room and down to the Main Entrance Foyer.

We kept going past the Map of Sol to the stairway that lead to the D-Train. Were we going to drive the machine ourselves? Down the spiralling stairs we went until we entered the D-Train room and its Aurora Australis light display.

"What are we doing here?" I signed, baffled.

"Confirmation and training," he formally answered.

"Huh?"

He faced me with a serious expression.

"The Mind s.h.i.+eld was repaired using the Lieutenant Colonel's chi. It seems he was also able to remove the malleable parts, so no strengthening exercises are needed. But..." He sighed.

"What?"

He explained that the whole day his mind had been in a constant motion of calculating and weighing the facts of the change in my s.h.i.+eld to form a conclusion that my cochlear nerve wasn't broken, rather it had trans.m.u.ted.

Whilst the Heart Cakra was being performed he felt a change to the mind s.h.i.+eld signature, since he was the one that had originally set it. The signature had obviously undergone a redesign, so it could no longer cause permanent damage. However, it was no longer just a s.h.i.+eld. He sensed that Leinard had accidentally given it chance for it to be something else at the cost of my hearing, since the Heart Cakra was cast with the chi belonging to a True Heir of Sol; a powerful force at its core.

He spent some time to tell me a story he had recorded into the Ancestral Anthologies he had managed as part of his Alchemist record keeping duties for the Archive Tower.

The True Heir of Sol was a romance fable about the Aueralius Family's rise to ultimate power over the world. The G.o.d of Humanity, in the form of a mortal man, fell in love with a mortal woman who gave birth to his son before sacrificing her life to save his. Their son was gifted with the power of abundance over dest.i.tution that saw to the present High Kingdom. In his theory, he suspected this was the reason Moralta had used the Aueralius Brothers as battery packs for the Primary Core, since their chi could boost a world portal opening for Zyon's invasion.

"Can you imagine what would've happened if Moralta had succeeded in manipulating their chi as keys? They are literally walking Tsazcuths for all of Sol."

"Um, remind me again what a Tsazcuth is?" I scratched my head.

Death sighed. "In short, a link to the Chirontex."

"Right. Okay. True heirs aside; back to the point. What has that got to do with me?" I frowned, not getting Death's spiel.

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"Haven't you noticed?"

"Gah! Get to the point you stuffy know-it-all!" I signed with frustration at his cryptic answers.

Death led me to the center of the room before the D-Train machine. Small fairy b.a.l.l.s whizzed about our bodies. Dreamy white and rainbow light bathed our skin with glittering sparkles. He gave me instructions to close my eyes and open my mind with Mus.h.i.+n, so I could stand in a state of not being.

"I'm not sure if my theory is fact, but the only way to know is for your conciousness to be outside yourself. Then you can see and know."

I heaved a deep sigh and closed my eyes, absorbing Death's meditative chants.