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Arannis' death, and Eri's, gave light to a new hope for all life. Where once this union of two separate higher races had given rise to the Godling race, and the subsequent glory thereof, the previous Godlings eventually gave in to death. Lyrandis and Terra, however, are the new, and only, now, ones who can finish what their parents started so devastatingly long ago.

Lyrandis waited patiently outside the Last Blood Cafe, grinning.

"Said your farewells, then?"

Lyrandis' grin showed all too clearly that he had been found in possession of knowledge that he should never have attained.

"Fair enough. And stop looking at me like I did something horrible. I just took a look into father and mother's history, is all. And I found something incredible... where they held mastery over the lone element of Light, it seems to me..."

He held his arms out, and a line of lustrous blue arced from hand to hand over his head.

"...that we possess something different. Spirit and Soul, yours and mine, respectively."

(by the way, spirit-based magic shows a semi-dark lustrous pink)

Lyrandis chuckled.

"Oh, just that father had met someone both identical and opposite himself, that did a bit more research on higher prophecy and history. Turns out that the union of any two higher races would inevitably give reality to well... us. Besides, I think his counterpart is still alive out there. Care to find out?"

Lyrandis looked back through the Cafe door, and opened a portal to the side, stepping through.

The portal led to a shady, yet hospitable, world, and there, (gah, the original is going to kill me for this) a female look-alike to Arannis, though clothed in silver vest and leggings, with light purple skin, waited, smiling.

(I'm using italics for her... to make life easier)

The lady stood, nodding somewhat.

"So, my brother, of sorts, is dead, then? A shame, too. You have questions, do you not?"

Lyrandis nodded, indicating Terra.

"This is my sister, Terra. I am Lyrandis. I take it you know already who we are?"

"Since before your creation, in fact."

The lady giggled.

"Ah, yes. Where are my manners? I am Sinnara Desrani, Celestial of Alternus. Terra, I see that you still do not trust me. I acknowledge that regardless of a nearly boundless age difference, your power dwarfs my own. I have nothing to hide. I do think, however, that I might be of some... assistance, to the both of you."

Lyrandis took a step back, slightly shocked.

"What do you mean...?"

"A complimentary implement, crafted of myself. I have dedicated myself to following and documenting the history of Arannis, my otherwise self, but it seems that he found himself beyond my reach, for a change."

Sinnara smiled, and held up a hand, a small image of two nearly identical daggers forming above it.

"My offer, is to shape myself and what I have borrowed from your father into these, created by name, given as such. In return, I ask only that I be given, through these, the destiny I could never have attained."

Lyrandis took several steps back, clearly shocked.

"You would give yourself... for us? Terra... what do you say? I don't plan on agreeing to anything without a sister's consent."