Darkness slowly parts as a white beam of light streaks into Fei's face. As everything fades white, he continues to look ahead. Everything so slow, Fei finds himself walking into a center court. Magic flurishes the life, as children play all around him, paying no notice to his presence. The calm, warmness of the heart in the place sends a ripple of goosebumps up his body. "Wha..... where am I?"

Walking forward slowly, he notices several kids playing in the lucious green grass. One of them stands out in the crowd of boys. His essence of life and spirit much higher then the others. He laughs innocently as his emerald green eyes sparkle with a life he's never seen before. The boy's hair falls in white and black streaks down to the middle of his back and suddenly parts away as he tags one of the other boys and takes off with a gift of speed and grace.

With a slow blink that seems to take an eternity, the boy who runs away from his friends seems taller, playing a game with a leather ball. His jaw dropping slowly, he realizes he's looking into the mirror of history. Everything appears to be so new to him. A stout priest holds his arms crossed sas his brown robe covers his body, a friar's hat placed gently atop is head, a warm smile across his face as he watches the boys play.

"It's impossible.... who am I?.........." Fei speaks echoing whispers into the whiteness outside his pereferal vision.

With another slow blink, he finds the boy kneeling next to a bed. A sword rests gently across the neat, tidy covers. Tears part from his emerald green eyes and streak to the floor as he continues to pray. He appears to be that of a 12 year old now. "I'll kill the ones who did this to you, father..For both you and Mother, I'll kill them all!" The boy speaks as his aura stirs from a very morbid sadness to a fiery temper. Moments after, the boy crawls up onto the king sized bed in what appears to be a small cott outside of the city.

With a gentle closing of his eyes, the visions Stir and the boy stands outside a nest of large trolls, their encampment at the outside edge of forest, in what appears to be a large tent. Behind the boy rages 3 full packs of dire wolves. A new expression rests on the young boy's face. What once was joy and life, is now filled with a rage that burns within his heart.

With another blink, the boy walks away covered in blood that stains his clothing. Relieving his aggression, his emotionally scarred body quivers slightly as he walks away, his tears parting the blood on his face, his emerald eyes glowing with a determined passion. "Now, for the one who destroyed my life....." The boy speaks as he suddenly charges into the field heading towards the mighty city that stands tall, as he progresses, his form seems to fade then grow, in a gradual process until he appears to be 19 and standing 7 foot tall at the front gates where he wears a white robe as he is suddenly in the court, being greeted by the priest that has watched over him for so long. Next to the priest is a rather pretty young, Sidhe woman. Brown hair pinned up in a bun with elaborated sticks, she appears to be awaiting in bridal attire."

As Fei approaches the front alter of the court, he finds his visions zooming out as everything goes white again, then fades to black into his unconciousness. "who am I?........."