"Blue. Aqua. Water. Peace. Sadness. A flurry of colors, and a flurry of paths. You though, Cain.. you take the pacifist's route. Many will die for your sake. Brothers. Sisters. All protecting you, if you try to be the hero of this story. Don't be the hero of this story. Be the hero of your own." [i]The robed woman would mutter, though she would not turn her back towards Cain. Something told him.. something nagging in the back of his head.. that she was as brilliant and as mighty as that sun king, but she was no child of his. No, she was.. more.[/i]