Korius stood atop the non-damaged portion of the outer wall and looked out into the horizon as the sun disappeared into the hills. He closed his eyes and, for the first time, released all of his Ki and opened up every last one of his senses. It was exhilarating, and a rush. Korius was able to reach his mind's eye well over two leagues with ease. He was able to sense all the life that surrounded him in all directions. After a few seconds, Korius took a deep breath and released his Ki with a roar, maximizing his output to see how far he could push it without losing himself, and he didn't feel anything, no change, no darkness taking over, but rather, he felt the warmth and soft caress of the power. I won't let your final gift be for naught... With that, Korius stopped as his head seemed to drop him to his knees. There were more visions. Again, in another person's body, and in another time and place. He found himself standing before a full-bodied Chronin Lazarus in archaic, dark armour, with dragon's wings and tail, and laughing maniacally as he floated beneath a large orb of dark magic. "This is the end for you, (inaudible)! This world will be mine for the taking! Your birth was the catalyst for this! Now be sucked into oblivion!" Korius' body got up and drew an all too familiar katana, and stared into the eyes of a legendary blue wolf holding the also familiar twin sai, and held her hand before a bright light shined and the last thing he heard was Chronin yelling at the top of his lungs, "NOOOOOOO!" Korius panted as he snapped from the vision, clutching his eyes as they pulsed, They're HIS memories, aren't they? The Hero? How am I...? He had been out of it for quite a while, but his thoughts finally brought him around when he felt a life fade. Korius turned as he felt the last vestiges of White's majicka disappear alongside with his life signs.