(Zaydn doesn't respond. He looks very pale and his head slumps. The flower falls out of his hand.)

(He fades in and out of consiousness. The half-eaten flower at his feet.)

(Zaydn completely passes out. His breathing is very shallow and weak.)

Yenra: "What?! I can't sense him for some reason... What happened?!"

Yenra: "Flower? ...wait! Caelians can't eat plants! Plants can be deadly to them when eaten!"

(Zaydn's eyes flick open)
Zaydn: "DA FAHK ARE YOU DOING?"
Yenra: "Zaydn... are you ok..? How...?"
Zaydn: "Rrggg... Blood Flowers make us pass out, but help us rest. I haven't slept in a long time and I'm tired! ...I thought you knew about that, Yenra..."
(Yenra looks away sheepishly)

Zaydn: "I'm not upset at you all... You didn't know... I think I'll just curl up and die now. Maybe then things won't hurt so much..."
(he walks away and sits under the tree looking at the night sky... just like in the sculpture, a beautiful meteor shower lights up the sky.)
Zaydn: *siigh...*

Zaydn: "It's strange... sometimes my sculptures depict real events... *sigh* I'm such a loser... I'm a good-for-nothing. Nothing I do matters... nyeeh...."

Zaydn: *sigh* "You don't understand.... none of that matters here... I've fought in wars. I've saved countless live over my sad career. No one cares about that here. I'm a no one. I've now saved five kingdoms. Who cares.
Honor. Skill. Family. THAT'S what matters here.
As far as anyone else knows, I have no family.
I'm near Honor-less. I've lied convulsing in mud for days, unable to help myself. Disgraceful.
Skill? I'm a cripple. Make a wrong move and I drop my sword amd clench up. It's silly that I haven't done that during the fights in the wars. No one knows about my carving or forging skill. They would take advantage of me for it.
It's pointless.... everything I do and am are pointless." *sigh*

Zaydn: "...I would still be an outcaste... I would be out of place... a burden... someone who can't even do the simplest things, like turn in a report... I wouldn't have much of a place there... or anywhere... at least here people will have the guts to say to my face that I'm nothing and am disliked... On those other worlds they just talk about my behind my back, because they don't know me. I don't think it would work..."

Zaydn: "Well, yeah. There's bound to be people who don't like me, but unlike you... I haven't done anything to anyone. You both made your reputation. I just existed. ...I don't want to exist anymore.
The Empire is fine. It'll be alright if I disappear. But they might come for me like before. I could be executed....
Things have declined ever since Altima was destroyed.
The worlds have been restless. Turmoil is lying right under the surface... Daelia does it's best, but corruption is spreading in Caelia..."

Zaydn: "You can't help the dead.... Which reminds me... how did Altima fall...? It was the mightiest known world... I suppose when they lost their Commander, things went downhill..."

Zaydb: "Really? You knew Phobos?! That was..... hundreds of BILLIONS of years ago.... Altima is long gone. I've only heard stories... How the h.ell did you know him?! Even knowing his son, Shruikan, would be rediculous..."

Zaydn: "I suppose..."
*looks dead serious at them*
"You're both EXETREMELY lucky to be alive or not taken.... especially running into Shruikan... He's an End... one of the worst... He could eat you soul like Fellbeast and just leave your husk to rot. He no longer is bound. He CAN'T be defeated, at least not for long... The End Master could just re-make him, deadlier than before. The End is about to send all the worlds into their final Death Throes...
As for Altima and Phobos.... They are no more.... gone forever.
Altima is a pile of dust. It was once golden and beautiful, but no more. All of the Altians are either dead or have vanished.
When that happened, Shruikan survived. He wasn't home when it happened. Devestated, he sought revenge and made a fake Religion... to worship his dad, who at one point, turned into a demon fiend and was locked away... It's said at the height of his power, if you looked into his eyes, your life would be taken.
Shruikan used the life force of his massive amounts of followers to Ressurect Phobos... the Sages stepped in and re-locked Phobos and banished them both to the End.... to the End Master.
They have nothing now... nothing to loose. The End will destroy everything."

[my internet sucks... sorry]
Zaydn: "Shruikan's scythe is made from the shards of broken Malos.
Phobos is no longer the man you once knew... he is a demonic fiend...
Shruikan was nicer at one point, but now he is self-serving. He was probably plotting something nasty..."

Zaydn: "I was told both of them watched over your worlds and protected them as best they could from outside forces... they bled for your realms... their lives are gone now... wasted away for billions of years and are now the puppets of the End..." *sigh*
[let's continue on my Chibi Zaydn, ok?]