Priori - New MA Game (Draw)

[Ylvali]

In the halls of Mictlan layed Fu-tsang lung, god of tien chi, dragon of wealth and order. His eyes clouded by pain, still his divine aura was one of peace.

Mo hi hai stood trembling below his gaze, shying from the divine kindness of his beloved god.

-master...you are in bad shape. I...don´t know if my efforts will be sufficient this time. I´m sorry...but...

-My child! The dragon mildly interrupted.

-how great is your devotion? I besieged the monkey people and was wounded, you did not fail me then. Now I have layed Mictlan under my rule after long and bitter struggle and I am wounded once more, you will not fail me now. I know you better than yourself, I can see into your heart and it knows no hesitation. Only your brain plays tricks of despair. Remember that we have won! Hopefully a time of peace awaits, and you will have time to cure me before my strenght is tested again.

-yes father. Mo hi hai whispered before hurrying away.

Fu-tsang lung looked after him and spoke, one head to the other.

-I fear this peace to be frail, my physical wounds are shallow compared to those in my soul. Can I bare the slaughter of yet another people? The screams of mictlans haunt me still, how can I find such steel within me.

The other head:

-You worry too much my dear! Sleep brother, sleep and forget. Yesterday is but a memory, tomorrow is illusion. Only now exists.

-Easy to say sister, but my pain is now. And very real indeed.

-Why sooo moody all of a sudden, can I please be spared of your depression? I for one cherish our victory!

-Such is our nature sister, to mirror the duality of ourself.

-Whatever, see you tomorrow.

-very well, good night.

-sweet dreams.