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A weird smell of incense woke me up from my sleep . . . . 'Where is this faint incense smell coming from?' . . I wondered stranding up quietly to not wake up the others, but to be honest if they were sleeping through Daisy's and Scarlets loud snoring I'm pretty sure they can sleep through anything . I noticed Paul wasn't here . . . . 'He must be in his room' . . . . I quietly and carefully crepted to his door opening it slowly and silently a possible . 'Hmmmm he's not here either . . . ' noticing his bed was untouched and perfectly made . 'He must be where the incense smell is coming from . . . . ' following my nose I discovered the smell was coming from his locked room that was left slightly open .
"Paul? . . . " I whispered opening the door slightly to peer inside . I starred in awe quietly as it looked like a museum . . . . hundreds and hundreds of things on shelves and glass cabinets with the source of the smell coming deep within the room .
Curiosity getting the better of me as always I silently slipped into room taking care not to open the door too much . It was truly amazing . . . I guess this is Paul's personal treasure trove of items and equipment . . . . . Slowly I made my way deeper into the room the smell of incense getting stronger and stronger . "Paul . " I said noticing the back of someone that looked like they was in a wheel chair .
"Emilia? . . . " He turned around to face his eyes red and swollen from crying .
"Hey you okay? . . . " I asked worried about him walking closer . . . . "What are you doing? . . " I asked noticing he had packs and packs of incense .
"It's my way of paying my respects to those who passed away . . . . " He said in a solemn tone returning to face a large ash filled tray filled with stalks of completely burned incense .
"Can I? . . . " I asked politely .
"Yeah . . . . . Here . " He said taking out two stalks of incense and lighting them for me . "Just you know . . . Pray for them and hope they find their way to heaven . . . " He said putting them in my right hand and placing my left hand around my right to resemble praying hands . I closed my eyes praying they find a way to heaven and opened my eyes .
"Now you just plant it into the ash tray . . . . . " He said guiding my hand to imbed the stalks into the ash tray where the two he lit earlier was still burning .
"Are these all the Students of Atlantis that has lost their lives? . . . " I questioned quietly to maintain the solemn atmosphere .
"Yes . . . All the students and individuals that unfortunately we lost due to my decisions and actions . . . " He answered closing his eyes taking a deep breathe .
"I thought we only lost one student . . . . . " I questioned noticing we burnt two stalks .
"We lost on students . . . . and one Guard bravely sacrificed himself to complete a task for me . . . " He explained as tears began to flow down his eyes . I instinctively pulled his head closer to me holding him tightly, 'just what have you been through all these years? . . . . . ''
He silently pulled his head away gently after calming down and pulled out a big handful of incense and began lighting them all in small bunches . "This set are for all the soldiers that I murdered today . . . I don't know how many . . . . " He said imbedding the incense into a larger bowl is alot more left over stalks .
"Let me . . . " I said taking some bunches and began helping him to finish planting the incense taking care not to burn myself .
We prayed in silence for a few seconds before raising our heads . . . . . . . . "Come let's go . . . " He said with intense sorrow in his eyes .
"You can't keep blaming yourself . " I said to him quietly and respectfully .
"I know . . . . . . I tell myself that as well . . . . but I always wondered maybe if I was a little smarter or more prepared I could save lives on both sides . . . . . " He cursed .
"Paul you did your best . . . . . And that's all anyone can ask for . . . " I said trying to comfort him . He nodded in silence but I can tell from his expression he's punishing and blaming himself for everything that happened .
"So what is this room? . . . " I asked after a few minutes of silence hoping to get his mind off things .
"This is the room we have for extremely dangerous items and artifacts . . . . . " He explained wheeling through the room . "For example . . . . . See that Pitch Black floating crystal encased in glass? . . " He asked me pointing at it .
"Yeah . . . . " I answered .
"Well that is . . . . a Black Soul Stone containing a fragment of the Shackled Oblivion . . . . merely being near it will corrupt and drive someone insane and become a servant to the Shackled Oblivion with the ultimate goal of releasing it back into the universe . " He explained making me take a few steps away from it .
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