As Jaakuna was getting weaker and weaker, he was pretty much leaning on the Way Stone just so that he could stay standing. As Emiri activated the Way Stone, they were warped within seconds. As they came to the other side of it, Jaakuna looked around(and most likely Emiri did as well) and from what they would see, the first thing they would notice was that the shades of yellow and green were more mysterious. Mist was at an all-time high here. Just breathing it in Jaakuna felt his condition getting worse. He was breathing heavily and as he would walk forward, just the pure desire of seeing his dad was making him press on. As he would stagger forward, Jaakuna would notice that while the absence of natural light was gone, there was an artificial light source from just in the distance. Jaakuna slowly moved there with Emiri helping him to do so and as he came to an edge of a cliff, a path of green glyphs lit up and stopped about midway.

Jaakuna and Emiri would start walking down that path and as they got to the end, a mist-created image came in front of them. It was a man with mocha skin, white hair and piercing red eyes. His frame was tall and slightly muscular. This man smiled to the both of them. Jaakuna couldn’t believe it. By the gods, he just couldn’t believe it.

[b]“Father…is that really you?”[/b]

The man smiled. [b]“Jackson, it’s good to finally see you.” [/b]

Though barely able to stand, Jaakuna spoke. [b]“Tell me this is a dream? Just tell me that this is the God’s form of a practical joke cause I just can’t deal with this right now.”[/b] Jaakuna was pleading that the man in front of him wasn’t really his father.

The man looked concerned. [b]“It’s really me, Jackson — or rather a piece of me.”[/b] He said walking right in front of Jaakuna.

[b]“But how? I killed you. I punched you, and you fell out of the balcony window. You landed on your head and you laid dead in the streets just outside the palace.” [/b]Jaakuna said, trying to understand what exactly was happening.

Jaakuna’s father looked down. [b]“You didn’t kill me. The man you thought you killed was not me. It was your uncle and Isaiah’s father.”[/b] He said revealing a shocking revalation. [b]“The one who should be responsible for my inprisionment is my own father, and your grandfather, Brandon Hamut Darcone.”[/b] Simon stated, revealing to Jaakuna and Emiri that Hamut was the one who put him in Giruvegan.

When Simon told Jaakuna the truth, he couldn’t believe it. He literally was speechless.

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Obviously it was an awkward journey from what Savayna had laid out upon the group. Grant didn’t speak, Savayna had said all she wanted to say, Wesley didn’t know what to say, and Nadeline obviously was too angry to speak less she want another fight to break out. Though, Wesley wondered where Grant and Savayna would go from here. They just began whatever it was that’s between them and surely this didn’t help. Or maybe it did. Wesley wasn’t so sure. He was just too concerned about if he would have to intervene between Nadeline and Savayna.

As the group got to a certain point, they arrived at Way Stone and while they were all awkwardly made at each other(more so everyone at Savayna), but they gathered and activated it. Within seconds, they were warped to a room that had pretty ancient markings on the walls. There was a door and as they went through it, they would come to see two people — one in green and one in pinkish-purple clothing — and a bright light took up the room. Of course, it would blind them, but the light would soon be absorbed to the male in the green. As they would come to sight of them, Savayna couldn’t believe it.

[b]“Michel!? What the fuck are you doing here?”[/b] She shouted out.

Turning, the one in green turned and smiled. [b]“Savayna, looking as bitchy as ever.”[/b] He laughed. [b]“I am just here with a friend.”[/b] He said pointing to the one in the pinkish-purple suit. [b]“Do say hello.”[/b] He said, talking to Lola.