"Syryn, Syryn, Syryn, do you know? You have been deceived."
"It's you again," he answered the child-like being that had pulled him into its dimension.
"I'm here to stop you from making the biggest mistake of your life!"
"And what would that be?"
"look, I know you don't trust me, but hear me out. Do you know the real truth of your death, Syryn?"
"I killed myself."
"NO! It was Rowan that killed you. He drove a sword into your heart and had your body incinerated with the flame of the Pheonix."
Syryn refused to believe it. "Why would Rowan do such a thing?"
"It's simple. Someone asked him, no, begged him, to kill you."
"Someone who?"
"Someone who hated you and everything you ever did."
Syryn wasn't wavering yet but he also wasn't feeling so calm anymore.
"you're lying," he accused it. "I don't believe you."
"Then why don't you ask Rowan? You'll only believe him, won't you?"
