The Demonsong Epic By the Brandon Gould who wrote Chossen Heros of Tylingariea

Ember walked further into Azatareon and saw that the rumors of Magic being cut from this world was true.

Ember could not feel any sort of Kyi of any sort and there did not seem to be any life for miles.

Ember sat down and held the hilt in his hands, the only Kyi he felt was in this hilt, but it was faint and old.

" if there is any chance that the owner of the Kyi inside of this blade can help me get off of this Multiverse I will take it" Ember channeled a vast amount of his own Kyi into the Hilt

once he did a dark green aura engulfed the hilt and a shadowy figure appeared " thank you master for freeing me. I am Azghoul the true form of the Blade Demonsong.

" can you help me Azghoul? I need a new weapon and a way to get off of this Multiverse"

Azghoul nooded and said " yes I know. I will fuse with you and we will become one, both human and Demonsong in one mind and body.

You will carry the power to travel safely though space without the need of a ship."

Before Ember could say anything Azghoul thrust himself into Embers body. Ember fell to the ground his body convulsed and then shut down completely.

A nearby Aztareon walked by and saw Ember " poor boy must have just died, body still fresh"

He said as Ember was tossed onto a cart of dead Aztar bodys.

Ember could feel the cart moving but he could not move, his body had died but some how, his mind still held on at least for a few minutes.

The cart stopped and tipped forward Ember did not know where they were all sense of being was lost from him at this point.

In an instant Embers body was consumed by fire as with the rest of the dead Aztareons.