vampire’s torso and a red outline around his body. (This is most unusual…) The shift in my vision is enough of a distraction for the vampire to get in a strike with the large metal pommel of the axe, crushing my left hand and disarming me. I slash his arm with my right Sic blade before blocking the axe swing that would have taken my head off. The vampire follows up by delivering a crushing blow to my right shin with the mace. My right leg collapses out from under me as the vampire delivers a swift kick to my chest, sending me sprawled out on my back. He runs over and kicks my right sword from my hand. “ AUGH!” I scream as the vampire drives the tip of his axe into my right hand. “ Now that you’re soon to be out of the picture, all that’s left is to kill that spying azeman and continue with Ahriman’s plan.” The vampire says in a voice that isn’t his own, one with a Middle Eastern accent. “Oh, and don’t worry; I will make sure to take care of that little bitch of yours. Take assurance in the fact that you can’t do anything to stop me! Hahaha!” “ That little bitch of yours… Can’t do anything to stop me” the memories of two different voices echo through my mind. “ Cheza” the world subconsciously surfaces to my lips. I hear screaming as my memories come flooding back; it’s as though the dam that held them just disappeared. I realize that the screaming is coming from me as the vampire continues to laugh. (Welcome home, Master) “ AHH—Hahaha! You must be the liche, Alam. I must thank you for waking me from my amnesiac slumber. As a reward, here is a taste of what I’m going to do to you.” I say. I kick up and across the vampire’s face, dislodging the axe from my hand. I rock to my feet and lurch forward to grasp the vampire’s temples with my right hand. The vampire begins screaming as I feed my blood through his eyes and into his head. I transmute my blood into Octaazacubane as I throw him about ten feet into the air; he explodes, showering blood down upon me as it rains body parts. The crowd goes nuts. It feels tingly to be back. Suddenly a black cloud strikes down beside me as it forms into a person that has taken a knee. “ Jason?” I ask my blonde best friend who is currently sporting a pointy goatee and a faint golden outline. “ Dammit CT! Why do you recognize me!?” Jason inquires angrily. “ Oh, I recovered my memories a few seconds ago.” I respond. “ Are you fucking kidding me?” Jason asks in disbelief. “ Do you have any idea how long it took me to grow this goatee and then have it meticulously trimmed on a daily basis to make it look like ‘it grew this way simply because I’m evil’? I had this elaborate plan to kidnap Kita and have you come rescue her, where I would have Marilyn act like Rei and wear a silver wig so that your memories would come back! Now that’s all ruined!” Jason exclaims. “ Well isn’t it better that I remember who Cheza is—HOLY SHIT! I THINK I HAVE A KID!” I shout, thinking to my dreams of Cheza playing with the tan baby that has hazel eyes and brown hair. “ JASON, DO I HAVE A KID!?” I yell while shaking him by his shoulders. “ How am I supposed to know? I have CT vision, not omnipotent vision.” Jason says. “ I need to go talk to Kita, now . Let’s grab Archer and Reyna and find Kita.” I reply. I spin around and look for them, but I don’t see them amid the thousands of spectators. I call out to my blood that is in Reyna and I feel that she’s in the combatants’ chamber hallway. I run there with Jason on my heels. “ Cole! Are you alright!?” Archer asks. “ Alright Archer… Jericho… Jerry… fuck I don’t know what to call you now! Anyway, how much do you know?” I demand. “ What are you talking about?” He asks. “ Don’t play dumb! I’m just supposed to believe that the son of Tia’s good friend Archer just so happened to be in Adlivun where I coincidentally became