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[color=8DB6D3]Time:[/color] Dawn
[color=8DB6D3]Location:[/color] Morteum (The Necropolis.)
[color=8DB6D3]Interactions:[/color] Shilo
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Aklenroth left the war room, floating down the halls of his Necroplis to Shilo's room. He opened the door to see him lying there in a state of rest. [color=8DB6D3]"I have to do this."[/color] Aklenroth said emotionlessly as he put his hand on the boys head, absorbing his soul and body. Shilo faded from existence, dust replaced where he had once stayed. Muscles, flesh and skin began to spread from Aklenroth's hand up through his arm and around his body. It took quite some time to complete the process. The body was a strange, forgotten feeling to Aklenroth. He began to feel something else, something he had thought was but a memory. Aklenroth looked at the large mirror on the wall and stumbled towards it falling to his knees in front of it. [color=8DB6D3]"So this is who I am."[/color] He thought to himself as memories of his life began to go fill his mind rather viciously, causing him to grip his head. His eyes widened and the pain of so many sudden memories. Thoughts of his parents and friends he once had.

He was frozen, kneeled over as even more memories began continuously exploding in his mind. He began to remember when he was creating the DROMs with the other elven leaders. Times of joy, times of sadness... Everything that he could remember was coming in all at once overwhelming him with the pain of all these emotions at once. Aklenroth fell completely to the floor, lying there motionless and helpless to everything that was happening. It would be about twenty minutes before he was able to fully function and adapt to the body. 

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