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people of Eden what they deserve!"
                  "What could you ever bring to humanity other than agony and death?"
                  "Lives free from the burden of choice, and a king that will choose for them. People who believe in the lies of freedom are the most ungrateful of all." Then, I laughed. I needed to do something to snap back at him. I wanted him to understand that it would take much more to break me.
                  "You can't take free will away from humanity, you stupid asshole! People believe in freedom! We will ALWAYS fight for what we believe in!"
                  Arcoh chuckled and smacked me with the back of his hand, nearly breaking my jaw. "You're right, they will believe in me, I will make them understand. And all you can do is watch."
                  "What are you talking about?"
                  "The Great Crusade—that begins the extermination of the rejects."
                  I realized at this point that there was no reasoning with him. He was far too stubborn, possessed by an idea that died with our first motherworld long ago. So I cried as I started to think of all of the events that would follow after he slaughtered my people. I cried because my hope was dim and all I could do was pray for something to happen.
                  "What will it take for you to spare the people on Rayden?" I asked shattered and completely broken of hope. And when I did, he again began massaging his ring finger as he bent down and gazed into my eyes for the first time in three weeks.
                  "I want you to look up, beyond the smoke."
                  Above us was a glorious sight: our motherworld, Rayden. It hung high, taking up nearly half the sky, and underneath the great planet, the light of the suns was sneaking through. Their light bathed my façade. I had finally understood why he brought me here.
                  "Please, Arcoh! I will do anything you ask!"
                  "Damn right you will."
                  I then punched the ground and pulled my knee into my chest, attempting to stand.
                  "Don't fret, my boy, they would have cast you out. They will not understand you."
                  "What the fuck are you talking about?"
                  "Look for yourself."
                  Arcoh took his sword and slit open one of the sleeves of my jumpsuit. The fabric tore away, and it revealed something that only brought me terror at first sight, and great concern.
     
                  "What? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME? MY SKIN!" My skin was no longer the light tan color I had lived with my entire life. In fact it was every color, my skin was alive—constantly changing and morphing in geometrical patterns. My forearm still remained in form, but the skin was bleached by every color in the spectrum; it was almost like an all-enveloping tattoo made of glyphs that moved with a pattern.
                  "Not me, my boy, you did this to yourself. A reaction to the genome you took three weeks ago." I thought it was fatal at first glance, I thought that my life would be coming to an end, but then suddenly I remembered the crash. I had stopped, not the missile, but the explosion—I had contained it.
                  It is a truly profound feeling to be speechless.
     
                  "I didn't purge the Raydenites to find you. You were the silver lining, the prize for all of our effort . The Raydenites left the Kingdom of Salaras long ago, and they had to be dealt with for their deception to the throne. During our ninety-minute war I found something remarkable—you, a boy, a lost boy, holding a genetic key to immortality."
                  "This is—"
                  "We are leaving now. I've had a change of heart. It's interesting how you