I SAT DOWN on my floor, completely consumed by confusion, I seemed to be out of this topic, the only thing I was doing now was listening to it, it seemed to be talking to itself again. And I was just processing of how odd of all that gibberish being true. I mean theoretically speaking.

  ''Everyfing's still in tact he's still a part of the livin', he still has 'em and it's crystal thar the ' has began it's New selection.'' It drawled.

  ''? What is that?'' Out of all that rumble I heard something that I had actually heard before, in that note Grandpa Naijo had written he talked about something like that.

  ''It is the Great ball in charge of doin' all the selectin'. Each Realm has a Regem, which is meant to be won of the strongest powerful forces in the whole land, it's used as a protective force, after Elexxia had been taken over by Heive- !- heif!- heith! A bit of a tongue~ twister, eh?'' I just stared at it contemplatimg that it supposed that was the only word it mispronounced.

  I noted that of the words that began with 'th' it'd say them correctly but it was alot hard for it to say words that ended with 'th'.

  ''Forgive me Lad, my tongue's alittle itchy.'' It scratched its ear, sheepishly.

  Yep. . I just stared at it, blankly, like I had last my last brain or perhaps all reasoning sanity. ''When they firstly went up against 'em heithens, all Regems were used by their realm leaders, the Son of Darwix; Hepliftemtonne, goddess of Arviyeh; Betheènnèt, the protector of Liveria; Oulanne, the protector of Ounex; L'halia, the Sun of Laupinnah; Fennielinah, the Empiress of Avon; Jewelry, protector of Accelerie; Judden, the Price of Knowin Nortex;Sydeenius, yes, let's not forget the most self righteous creatures who preconceived the greatest possessor was from their realm the judge of Syphus and Our very own The king of Ilandia; Lordys, we lost more than just a hypocrite thar battle, just to make fings crystal, lost a hypocrite I mean the deaf of judge peve- peff!''

  ''Peth, I understand.'' I said, quite irritated.

  And it nodded, it's features twisted suddenly into sorrow, it's abrupt gloomy gaze hung low. ''Ilandia lost its Great king. May he's soul be United weve all of The wondrous brovers and sisters in the .'' It bowed its little head respectfully in honor of its king.

  That was so awkward, that actually stifled a flinch. ''I could go and give you a moment.'' I said with stolidity, with my eyes dead cold, sometimes I wonder if I should have said that or should I have not, I had no reason to show prudence to the enigma intruder in my room, but I felt a bare tag of sympathy for it to which I knew I shouldn't, it was not to be trusted.

  ''No, no, no am fine, I just get alot sentimental when I remember him, he was a great king. . . My favorite well, probably because he was the only won I ever knew, anyway back to whar I was sayin', after thar battle most of the leaders wevedrew from the battle, Syphus stun everywon, their coward ass didn't want any more part of the war, as if we were fightin' for ourselves, we were fighin' to keep the balance of all twelve realms in which the Lord of Heith, had completely lost focus of thar and began, the ancient rebellion all over again. Well, we were All doomed, when we shone from each ofer and took our own roads-"

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  ''What do you mean you were all doomed they are eleven realms, correct? Against one?'' I couldn't believe I was actually participating in this folklore. It was marvelling, thinking about it, psychotic but thrilling in an odd way.

  ''You haven't seen Heith, thar's for sure.'' It was a mid huff and scoff, as it's gaze shifted from shrewd, to a look I could only describe as , Heith, my lad is the last realm, in the meaning it is the largest realm in all twelve realms, most even call it the deadliest Realm in existence, not only because of the creatures it birthed but it's very own leaders, have been known to set all eleven ofer leaders and their fellow inhabitants silent, however in this era fate couldn't seem to favor Heith ever more so.

  ''The creature, whom is present leader, is won thar is the most feared, I hear whispers go around, that hiss in more fear than spite, that even immortals shiver at the mention of his presence and they say his also the Greatest creature to have lived in all life times of any- I mean creature- upright or beast, weve inbilities or inbilityless, even a fearsome number of immortals are nofing compared to him. It is because of whar riotous gift flow through his black soul. '' It's squinting eyes suddenly got bigger, and it was though their irises hue ignited into flames of purple, it stared directly at me and I felt myself wince under it's gaze as I struggled to keep a hold of its eccentric stare.

  ''He contains weve in him Nine mate- Did you hear whar I said?! Nine Inbilities.'' It shook it's head with incredulity, it just could not comprehend, I found myself mirroring it's bewilderment, as I stared at the depth of it's flaming gaze and found that I couldn't look away, I was fascinated about it and it speaking.

  I was surprised it managed to tone down it's bass-ish, voice down to normal again as it continued, but they was something about the way it continued that made me consider how dark it's voice had shifted. ''They call him, Getron Namikth.'' It shot a little smirk, as if humoring it's effort to deliver the eerie context as calm as it could, but it really just seemed maniacal to me, that I was now able to shift my gaze to my arms, just to avoid it's gaze as it clicked it's tongue once more.

  ''Now Guess whar Lad who in all, I mean who in the ofer Realms had at least five Inbilities. None. Zip. Zero, the maximum for us ' is four coming from Ilandia, the rest have two, free, two and those losers the Syphus won.''

  With the last remark it made my mind averted to settle in the humorous warmth the words carried and my tense muscles relaxed a bit. ''Inbilities?'' Sound caught from my mouth, as the thoughts in my mind could no longer hold back my better judgment or questions, even my brows slashed upward, at both the question and my inquiry to which it replied immediately, without a heart beat to think, as if rehearsed.

  ''You see each leader, in the Nine realms,'' It paused as if thinking about what to say next or rethinking or searching through it's words, before it continued. ''Realms beginnin' from Ilandia to Laupinnah use this method to determine leadership. It is determined by how many Inbilities they possess, even though Syphus tries to manipulate the system, by usin' the same method but wevein family ties to it, same as Heith and Elexxia however the weaklings still come fom thar Syphus realm, only havin' won, imagine their Honorable Judge up against The lord of heith who has Nine, he died.

  ''But before he saw the last of everyfing, king Lordys was by his wounded side, actin' as a protective shield for him before the Lord of heith struck 'em bov, so they died togever instead.'' It briefly spoke as quick as it could, and I wondered whether to trust it's response and continue to ask, it spoke before I could think of a question, attaching it's elaboration.

  ''Inbilities make a leader worthy of his or she's title, these are special astoundin' gifts thar won's life thread possesses, in all of every Realm you cannot be a leader if you do not have not even won, they revolve around the , they are a combination of various extraordinary gifts, wonce did the Price of knowin' even theorize and found to be of truf, proclaimin' thar the deeper the Realm the more Inbilities won possesses.'' It shot a half smile, that was blinked away in the next second, almost like it had never even reached it's flat face.

  ''In Ilandia, we decide by the curvin' thar drawls on our oldest foreseein' tree, thar tells us who is the True next, worthy king or Queen weve the four Inbilities we need for our leader to be the trusted realm's protector.''

  And I couldn't believe I even asked, I'd forever blame it on my inadvertent curiosity getting the best of me. ''What happened to inheritance, royal blood line?''

  ''Whar?'' It's doll-like eyes squinted in utter confusion and a strong pinch developed in between it's bushy brows. It looked oblivious of what I just said, it was like it was News to it.

  ''Never mind.'' I muttered.