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	((I take the mic from you. "Yo, hold up, I'mma let you finish in a moment...."))
	These keys did easily fall into place..but they lacked a final one. Before them, the bonds of reality weakened further by their presence, and their destruction of the world at large, a white portal, a void in reality forms. There is one still linked to the curse. One last soul that sustained it. Kihaku could see it though the portal...a different place, a world plunged in darkness, and random burning infernos. Fire, and dark, both running rampant over the planet. Cosmos could feel the rampant mystical forces.....and Bahamut could feel in his bones, a strong foe awaited them. Slowly, a humanoid figure forms before the portal, and then steps though...a being of pure darkness, and fire, the two opposing forces forced into one being. His eyes glowed red and orange with flames, and his body had slashes of darkness all though out. He vaugely reminded them all of someone, and Kihaku would be the first to see who it was...it...it was Logar.
	".....you...you have...clone blood on your hands..." He says, his voice a deep growl, as a long, massive barbed blade appears in his hand, the weapon reaching nearly 15 feet long. This thing radiated power, with in were millions of souls being fed upon, and in its heart, a infinite, burning rage. "..You all die here, and now." It states, flame spilling forth from its mouth as it spoke.