﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Great_Origin's Xanga</title><link>http://great-origin.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from Great_Origin</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://great-origin.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>Hiatus</title><link>http://great-origin.xanga.com/707626428/hiatus/</link><guid>http://great-origin.xanga.com/707626428/hiatus/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Jul 2009 16:28:38 GMT</pubDate><description>I apologize for doing this, but I'm taking an indefinite hiatus from writing Origin...I've just been swamped with other things to do, and I haven't been feeling too good about doing Origin lately...so I hope with some time off doing this I'll come back with more consistent stories of Origin...until then, stay safe everyone!</description><comments>http://great-origin.xanga.com/707626428/hiatus/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Chapter 13: Senjo (戦場) (Blueblood Arc)</title><link>http://great-origin.xanga.com/707073098/chapter-13-senjo-%e6%88%a6%e5%a0%b4-blueblood-arc/</link><guid>http://great-origin.xanga.com/707073098/chapter-13-senjo-%e6%88%a6%e5%a0%b4-blueblood-arc/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Jul 2009 15:00:00 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;It is Year 24. The World called Bethumet is embroiled in a war between the Humans and Demons. Many factions have risen and grown as the struggle for life continues: S.I.G.M.A is one faction that wants to control demons and use them in their fight....Origin is their first creation...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;U&gt;Origin(&amp;#36215;&amp;#28304;)&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://x32.xanga.com/ce5f477361535249050876/b197561714.jpg" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 173px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height=300 alt=003 src="http://x32.xanga.com/ce5f477361535249050876/z197561714.jpg" width=400&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;S.I.G.M.A's first successful creation, he constantly searches for his true purpose on Bethumet&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;Naba(&amp;#65413;&amp;#65418;&amp;#65438;)&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://x47.xanga.com/4e9f50e710435238126973/b188267952.jpg" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 190px; HEIGHT: 159px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height=223 alt=Snapshot_20090329_12 src="http://x47.xanga.com/4e9f50e710435238126973/z188267952.jpg" width=279&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;One of the more powerful human warriors on Bethumet, she fights to get Origin's attention. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;HR id=null&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://xf3.xanga.com/d89f7673c1d35249050938/b197561768.jpg" target=_blank&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;A href="http://xf3.xanga.com/d89f7673c1d35249050938/b197561768.jpg" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 711px; HEIGHT: 526px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height=400 alt="024 Ori" src="http://xf3.xanga.com/d89f7673c1d35249050938/z197561768.jpg" width=521&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&amp;#8230;As they let their newest creation out of its chamber case, everyone in the room wondered what exactly they were getting. Well, all except Origin who only thought this was the organization&amp;#8217;s latest success. After a few scientists drained the water out, energy swirled around the blue wolf demon like creature, its body wearing a large and heavy looking cloak. The tube opened up. With a few remnants of water falling out, it fell towards the ground, lifeless. Scientists warned everyone to stand back. It took a few seconds, but the wolf demon twitched. It slowly started to rise. It opened its eyes: one was pure red, the other pure blue. It looked around. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&amp;#8220;So, you must be my creators,&amp;#8221; it said in a bold voice, &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&lt;A href="http://xe0.xanga.com/4aff7573c1534249050879/b197561717.jpg" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 282px; HEIGHT: 253px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height=400 alt=025 src="http://xe0.xanga.com/4aff7573c1534249050879/z197561717.jpg" width=300&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&amp;#8220;&amp;#8230;My name is Senjo&amp;#8230;I will do as you command.&amp;#8221; Everyone chatted about in excitement.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&amp;#8220;You must be our new creation,&amp;#8221; remarked the Boss, who walked in the chamber. &amp;#8220;Welcome to S.I.G.M.A.&amp;#8221; Origin and Naba walked towards Senjo. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&amp;#8220;I hope you&amp;#8217;ll do what is told,&amp;#8221; said Naba in a cold tone, &amp;#8220;Because defiance is not tolerated here&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; She walked away. Origin glared at Senjo.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&amp;#8220;She&amp;#8217;s usually like that. Be calm with her&amp;#8230;anyways, let&amp;#8217;s do our jobs well.&amp;#8221; Senjo seemed somewhat lost, but soon replied, &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&amp;#8220;Y&amp;#8230;yes&amp;#8230;master&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; Origin did not like the sound of master. But this situation made him think of something he failed to do.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&amp;#8220;Boss&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&amp;#8220;Yes?&amp;#8221; Origin kneeled,&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&amp;#8220;I have to apologize&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; The Boss looked perplexed. &amp;#8220;I have never mentioned my name, have I?&amp;#8221; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&amp;#8220;Ah! That&amp;#8217;s correct. You never mentioned it, so we assumed you didn&amp;#8217;t have one.&amp;#8221;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&amp;#8220;Well then, I want you to remember it. I don&amp;#8217;t expect to say it again&amp;#8230;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;I style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&amp;#8220;My name&amp;#8230;is Origin&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://great-origin.xanga.com/707073098/chapter-13-senjo-%e6%88%a6%e5%a0%b4-blueblood-arc/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Chapter 12: Rays of the Blueblood (Blueblood Arc)</title><link>http://great-origin.xanga.com/706492201/chapter-12-rays-of-the-blueblood-blueblood-arc/</link><guid>http://great-origin.xanga.com/706492201/chapter-12-rays-of-the-blueblood-blueblood-arc/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Jul 2009 00:36:14 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;#8220;Naba, welcome back,&amp;#8221; clapped the boss as he greeted Origin, Naba, and Zephyr back from the mission. &amp;#8220;What an entirely stressful situation!&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;#8220;Please, forgive me,&amp;#8221; begged Naba, &amp;#8220;I promise you an embarrassment like this will never happen again!&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;#8220;Well, I would hope not! Anyways, I hope you guys can enjoy some inactivity for a while. You three are dismissed.&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;*****&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;#8220;Oh, my dear lover!&amp;#8221; gushed Naba, who wrapped her left arm around Origin, &amp;#8220;What shall we do to celebrate the momentous occasion of our love?&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;#8220;&amp;#8230;Nothing sounds good to me&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;#8220;HA! Why don&amp;#8217;t you two go find a room!&amp;#8221; laughed Zephyr, who elicited a glare from Naba. They looked like they on the verge of another spat until they saw a smiling Shizune walking hurriedly towards the Boss. &amp;#8220;Huh&amp;#8230;she looked rather happy for a change&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;#8220;I wonder what&amp;#8217;s going on?&amp;#8221; asked Naba. A stone tablet appeared in front of Origin.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;ll find out&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; It glowed yellow. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;#8220;More demons are under our control?&amp;#8221; responded the Boss.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;#8220;Yes! I&amp;#8230;I don&amp;#8217;t know how, but we managed to adjust a few things and the same formula worked!&amp;#8221; Origin, Naba, and Zephyr quickly ran towards the demon chamber. When they got there all but Origin gaped at the blue haired figure shaped like a wolf inside the tube&amp;#8230;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://great-origin.xanga.com/706492201/chapter-12-rays-of-the-blueblood-blueblood-arc/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Split The Image: Will Origin Awaken? (Path of Origin Final Arc Chapter)</title><link>http://great-origin.xanga.com/705284104/split-the-image-will-origin-awaken-path-of-origin-final-arc-chapter/</link><guid>http://great-origin.xanga.com/705284104/split-the-image-will-origin-awaken-path-of-origin-final-arc-chapter/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Jul 2009 22:45:04 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Origin was once a regular demon created to live on Bethumet like the other humans and demons on Bethumet. However, a general dislike between Humans and Demons began, and now, a great war between the Humans and Demons is taking place. Origin began hiding to avoid the war, only to be caught by the secret organization S.I.G.M.A. After being chained by S.I.G.M.A, he was experimented on and eventually transformed into a "New" Origin, one with power and an absolute desire to serve the organization. With questions about why formulating more demons for control is becoming harder to do, Origin agreed to be tested. Unfortunately, his last test ended abruptly as now he and Zephyr have to rescue S.I.G.M.A's best human warrior, Naba.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;ORIGIN&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt=Snapshot_20090329_1 src="http://xc1.xanga.com/2b2f42eb10434238126975/z188267954.jpg" width=217&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua"&gt;The ultimate creation of&amp;nbsp;the organization&amp;nbsp;S.I.G.M.A. Originally a regular demon, he now has the ability to see into the future and the minds of people. Controlled and manipulated, Origin will do what he's told- while trying to find his purpose on Bethumet....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;NABA&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://x47.xanga.com/4e9f50e710435238126973/b188267952.jpg" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt=Snapshot_20090329_12 src="http://x47.xanga.com/4e9f50e710435238126973/z188267952.jpg" width=279&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua"&gt;Occasionally cold blooded and destructive, Naba is a human whose purpose is to help stop demons in the war. In order to do that, she wants to help S.I.G.M.A control demons. That's why she works beside them. She also has other reasons for being here...it involves Origin...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;What&amp;#8230;what am I?&amp;#8221; Thought Origin terribly, holding his left hand to his face. &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;ve&amp;#8230;I&amp;#8217;ve always thought about it but&amp;#8230;I haven&amp;#8217;t found out yet&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; He stared at his twin.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;If you are who you say you are, then what do I look like to you?&amp;#8221; The figure that called himself &amp;#8216;Origin&amp;#8217; laughed, then said, &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;How the hell am I supposed to know? You look like a piece of s***, a little f***&amp;#8230;that doesn&amp;#8217;t know who it is or what it is. It&amp;#8217;s like you turned one corner and forgot you existed!&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;&amp;#8230;Nice assessment. But there&amp;#8217;s something you&amp;#8217;re not telling me&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; He got into a fighting stance. &amp;#8220;And the only way I&amp;#8217;ll find out is to beat it out of you!&amp;#8221; &amp;#8216;Origin&amp;#8217; laughed again.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;You really are a rude sucker are you?&amp;#8221; Suddenly without even sensing it, blood splattered from Origin&amp;#8217;s body. He gasped in shock, not knowing what just happened. &amp;#8220;That&amp;#8217;s what you get for insulting your king&amp;#8230;now,&amp;#8221; A long, blue sword materialized in the air, &amp;#8220;This is what you get for being a copycat!&amp;#8221; A loud, death like cry was heard as the sword pierced through the stomach of Origin. Copious amounts of blood flowed out, with him coughing blood from his mouth. &amp;#8220;You don&amp;#8217;t exist. You don&amp;#8217;t have a name. You don&amp;#8217;t have a home. You&amp;#8217;re just an anomaly&amp;#8230;something that shouldn&amp;#8217;t be!&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;When Origin awoke, he found himself submerged in water. When he arose, he found himself looking around, seeing nothing but air and blue water. He then got a chill as he thought, &amp;#8220;Who&amp;#8230;who am I&amp;#8230;I&amp;#8230;need answers&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; but before he wanted those answers, he had to find Naba. Whatever that nightmare was, it wasted valuable time. A stone tablet appeared behind Origin and glowed green. He quickly followed its trail. As soon as he did, he found himself right in the middle of some sort of ceremony. There were 8 mysteriously hooded figures kneeling, the blue statue that was at the UNDERGROUND hideout on one side, a heavily dressed figure standing up with his hands in the air, and Naba, chained to the middle of the ground and unconscious. Before the hooded figures could even move, Origin severed at least one of their arms before yelling, &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;ve caught you&amp;#8230;now&amp;#8230;time to start talking.&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;W-who the hell are you?&amp;#8221; coughed the heavily dressed figure.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;I don&amp;#8217;t know&amp;#8230;but I&amp;#8217;ll find out. As for you&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; he grabbed the figure&amp;#8217;s head then crushed it, &amp;#8220;I don&amp;#8217;t know who you are. It might be best that way.&amp;#8221; The other hooded figures tried to counterattack with a spell, but Origin slashed them all in half in seconds. UNDERGROUND was good as gone. And Naba was saved.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;*****&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Hey, Naba&amp;#8230;wake up&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; Origin poked at her a couple of times, &amp;#8220;Wake up&amp;#8230;.geez&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; He sighed, looked as if he was going to regret saying this, but said it anyways, &amp;#8220;I love you&amp;#8212;&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;I love you too!&amp;#8221; Naba sprung to life and hugged him really hard, &amp;#8220;I knew you would return my feelings! It was just a matter of time!&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;&amp;#8230;I guess you&amp;#8217;re feeling all right&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;Origin had a pained expression on his face. Naba then abruptly let him go. She looked downtrodden.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;I&amp;#8230;I&amp;#8217;m sorry&amp;#8230;to have allowed myself to get caught&amp;#8212;and by a lowly organization such as them&amp;#8212;I promise that a shame like this will never happen again!&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;That was a good speech. Maybe you should tell that to the boss when we get back.&amp;#8221; Naba looked terrified thinking about it. Origin chuckled.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Wait, did you just laugh?&amp;#8221; Naba smiled. &amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;re supposed to be serious and one minded!&amp;#8221; Origin, ignoring her comment, got up, raised his left claw then &amp;#8220;pushed&amp;#8221; it forward. A stone tablet appeared. After it glowed purple, he transported Naba and himself back to the UNDERGROUND hideout. When they got there, they both saw Zephyr submerged in a pile of fake Nabas, unconscious. &amp;#8220;&amp;#8230;Is he serious?!?&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Let&amp;#8217;s not figure it out&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; A stone tablet appeared in front of Origin and glowed red. Immediately the fake Nabas disappeared. As soon as that happened, Zephyr came to. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Eh&amp;#8230;N&amp;#8230;Naba?!?&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;NO, PLEASE, NO MORE!!!&amp;#8221; He looked around. &amp;#8220;W&amp;#8230;wait, you&amp;#8217;re the only one?&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;You really suck at your job, don&amp;#8217;t you!??! You&amp;#8217;re so worthless!!!&amp;#8221; screamed Naba. &amp;#8220;At least there&amp;#8217;s someone here who can actually do their job!!!&amp;#8221; Zephyr sighed, letting her vent her frustrations. Origin then told everyone to gather around him.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;We&amp;#8217;re going back&amp;#8230;back home&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://great-origin.xanga.com/705284104/split-the-image-will-origin-awaken-path-of-origin-final-arc-chapter/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Chapter 10: A Crossed Side Origin (Path of Origin Chapter VII)</title><link>http://great-origin.xanga.com/703894857/chapter-10-a-crossed-side-origin-path-of-origin-chapter-vii/</link><guid>http://great-origin.xanga.com/703894857/chapter-10-a-crossed-side-origin-path-of-origin-chapter-vii/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2009 23:41:46 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Origin was once a regular demon created to live on Bethumet like the other humans and demons on Bethumet. However, a general dislike between Humans and Demons began, and now, a great war between the Humans and Demons is taking place. Origin began hiding to avoid the war, only to be caught by the secret organization S.I.G.M.A. After being chained by S.I.G.M.A, he was experimented on and eventually transformed into a "New" Origin, one with power and an absolute desire to serve the organization. With questions about why formulating more demons for control is becoming harder to do, Origin agreed to be tested. Unfortunately, his last test ended abruptly as now he and Zephyr have to rescue S.I.G.M.A's best human warrior, Naba.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;ORIGIN&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://xc1.xanga.com/2b2f42eb10434238126975/b188267954.jpg" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt=Snapshot_20090329_1 src="http://xc1.xanga.com/2b2f42eb10434238126975/z188267954.jpg" width=217&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua"&gt;The ultimate creation of&amp;nbsp;the organization&amp;nbsp;S.I.G.M.A. Originally a regular demon, he now has the ability to see into the future and the minds of people. Controlled and manipulated, Origin will do what he's told- while trying to find his purpose on Bethumet....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;NABA&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://x47.xanga.com/4e9f50e710435238126973/b188267952.jpg" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt=Snapshot_20090329_12 src="http://x47.xanga.com/4e9f50e710435238126973/z188267952.jpg" width=279&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua"&gt;Occasionally cold blooded and destructive, Naba is a human whose purpose is to help stop demons in the war. In order to do that, she wants to help S.I.G.M.A control demons. That's why she works beside them. She also has other reasons for being here...it involves Origin...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;HR id=null&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://x7f.xanga.com/a7af273072033245290846/b194465001.jpg" target=_blank&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;A href="http://x1b.xanga.com/f84f523373732245290893/b194465041.jpg" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height=400 alt=006 src="http://x1b.xanga.com/f84f523373732245290893/z194465041.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;Origin found himself running aimlessly without any idea where to go. He looked around to be surrounded by lush green trees and the foreboding purple sky, but not even a trace of Naba.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Damn&amp;#8230;whoever these guys are&amp;#8230;they&amp;#8217;re good&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; Origin jumped up in the air to see if he saw Naba, but there were too many trees in his way. &amp;#8220;Wait&amp;#8230;there&amp;#8217;s too many trees here&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; Hundreds of stone tablets surrounded him, then glowed purple. Wave after wave of trees were destroyed in seconds. When they were all gone, Origin found himself with nothingness in his face. &amp;#8220;What the&amp;#8230;I can&amp;#8217;t see&amp;#8230;Have I been trapped?&amp;#8221; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;I style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;So&amp;#8230;you are the one&amp;#8230;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Who&amp;#8217;s there? Answer me.&amp;#8221; Origin tried to bring his stone tablets out, but couldn&amp;#8217;t.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;I style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;You are the one who searches for itself&amp;#8230;do you know what you are?&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Stop trying to mess with me&amp;#8230;where&amp;#8217;s Naba?&amp;#8221; A small, blue light developed in the shadows.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;I style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;The one who doesn&amp;#8217;t understand itself&amp;#8230;are you alive?&lt;/I&gt; The small light grew bigger and soon engulfed Origin, who didn&amp;#8217;t know what was going on&amp;#8230;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Why&amp;#8230;why&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; said a very unknown anamoly as he stared at the many humans that were strangled and slashed to bits of pieces. &amp;#8220;This war&amp;#8230;why&amp;#8230;why does war cause so much pain?&amp;#8221; The anamoly walked around slowly, stepping on puddles of blood, moving his head in different directions to see bodies piled on top of each other, houses falling in succession all around it. It then crumbled to the floor, acting as if it was his own fault. He sank his head to the ground. &amp;#8220;No one&amp;#8230;I know&amp;#8230;no one likes each other&amp;#8230;they hate each other&amp;#8230;humans and demons&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; he only sighted as he couldn&amp;#8217;t think of any other words to say&amp;#8230;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;W&amp;#8230;where am I?&amp;#8221; wondered Origin as he found himself&amp;#8230;floating. When he looked to his left, there was a blue, endless sky. When he looked to his right, it was a dark, purple sky. &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8230;can&amp;#8217;t sense anything&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Well, of course you can&amp;#8217;t&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; Origin looked around, only to see nothing. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Who&amp;#8217;s there? Show yourself...&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;You want to know who I am?&amp;#8221; A tap on Origin&amp;#8217;s shoulder chilled Origin for the first time in his life. He slowly turned around and stared face to face, eye to eye, unknown entity to unknown entity, at &lt;I style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;himself&lt;/I&gt;. &amp;#8220;My name is Origin&amp;#8230;what&amp;#8217;s your name?&amp;#8221; Origin moved backwards in a strange terror. He was looking at a figure who looked exactly like him, except half of the figure&amp;#8217;s body was black and white, and he had a more sinister, crazed look about him. &amp;#8220;Stop ignoring me! Don&amp;#8217;t you know it&amp;#8217;s rude to not give someone their name after they just gave theirs? What&amp;#8217;s your name?&amp;#8221; Origin, trying to figure out what&amp;#8217;s going on, replied, &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;My name is&amp;#8230;?....???&amp;#8221; A fear arose in Origin&amp;#8217;s body: he couldn&amp;#8217;t say my own name.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;re a rude bastard, aren&amp;#8217;t ya? Can&amp;#8217;t tell me your name? You&amp;#8217;re annoying the hell out of me!&amp;#8221; Origin could not figure it out, but was getting angry at this charade.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;You&amp;#8230;are not&amp;#8230;Damn you, who the hell are you?!?&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;What? This is how you respond? I did absolutely nothing to you! Maybe you just did something to yourself! Or maybe&amp;#8230;you don&amp;#8217;t even know yourself!&amp;#8221; This paralyzed Origin. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;I&amp;#8230;don&amp;#8217;t know myself?&amp;#8221; He thought. Then he started to question his purpose once again&amp;#8230;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://great-origin.xanga.com/703894857/chapter-10-a-crossed-side-origin-path-of-origin-chapter-vii/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Chapter 9: Indifferent Purpose (Path of Origin Arc I Chapter VI)</title><link>http://great-origin.xanga.com/702766715/chapter-9-indifferent-purpose-path-of-origin-arc-i-chapter-vi/</link><guid>http://great-origin.xanga.com/702766715/chapter-9-indifferent-purpose-path-of-origin-arc-i-chapter-vi/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Jun 2009 01:44:41 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Origin was once a regular demon created to live on Bethumet like the other humans and demons on Bethumet. However, a general dislike between Humans and Demons began, and now, a great war between the Humans and Demons is taking place. Origin began hiding to avoid the war, only to be caught by the secret organization S.I.G.M.A. After being chained by S.I.G.M.A, he was experimented on and eventually transformed into a "New" Origin, one with power and an absolute desire to serve the organization. With questions about why formulating more demons for control is becoming harder to do, Origin agreed to be tested. Unfortunately, his last test ended abruptly as now he and Zephyr have to rescue S.I.G.M.A's best human warrior, Naba.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;ORIGIN&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://xc1.xanga.com/2b2f42eb10434238126975/b188267954.jpg" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt=Snapshot_20090329_1 src="http://xc1.xanga.com/2b2f42eb10434238126975/z188267954.jpg" width=217&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua"&gt;The ultimate creation of&amp;nbsp;the organization&amp;nbsp;S.I.G.M.A. Originally a regular demon, he now has the ability to see into the future and the minds of people. Controlled and manipulated, Origin will do what he's told- while trying to find his purpose on Bethumet....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;NABA&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://x47.xanga.com/4e9f50e710435238126973/b188267952.jpg" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 218px; HEIGHT: 152px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height=223 alt=Snapshot_20090329_12 src="http://x47.xanga.com/4e9f50e710435238126973/z188267952.jpg" width=279&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua"&gt;Occasionally cold blooded and destructive, Naba is a human whose purpose is to help stop demons in the war. In order to do that, she wants to help S.I.G.M.A control demons. That's why she works beside them. She also has other reasons for being here...it involves Origin...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;As he ran through the&amp;nbsp;dark and unimpressively built cave, Origin tried to search for Naba with his mind. But every time he believed he was close, something repelled or blocked his thoughts.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Persistent bunch,&amp;#8221; He thought. After a few minutes of running, he entered into a room chock full of disturbing symbols. Potions, vials, crosses were littered all over the place; you couldn&amp;#8217;t walk around the room without stepping or moving an item around. Purple, cryptic shapes were encrypted on every wall except the ground. As Origin walked towards the center of the room&amp;#8212;kicking aside vials and potions in his way&amp;#8212;a light blue statue with yellow colored eyes and orange beads on his hands stared mindlessly at the green demon. &amp;#8220;You must be who they worship&amp;#8230;moronic fools&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; Without much of a second thought he slashed the statue in half. As soon as he finished his follow through with his slash, a legion of robed figures showed up out of nowhere in the room, staring despairingly at Origin. &amp;#8220;It doesn&amp;#8217;t look like any of you want to start talking,&amp;#8221; Mused Origin. A silence permeated for ten seconds. &amp;#8220;I was right.&amp;#8221; In just ten seconds, despite the robed figure&amp;#8217;s attempts to cast a devastating spell, one that would have destroyed the room, Origin killed them all without breaking a sweat. A stone tablet appeared in front of Origin and glowed blue. &amp;#8220;Zephyr&amp;#8230;Zephyr&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; After a few seconds passed, a startled voice responded.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Hello? H-how the hell&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Shut up and listen. Naba is not here. She&amp;#8217;s been taken away from here. Oh, and I just pissed off their god. We have to go. Now.&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Now? But I&amp;#8212;&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;NOW.&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;But I found Naba!&amp;#8221; Origin, wondering what he was talking about, raised a stone tablet to his left, and it glowed green. He appeared right behind Zephyr. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;&amp;#8230;You didn&amp;#8217;t just find Naba&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; In fact, he found a whole bunch of them. They were all in prison cages, chained up to many different degrees (either light or unable to move). No wonder he could hardly sense Naba.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Argh! This is ridiculous! They all look like Naba! Why in the world would UNDERGROUND copy Naba?&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Don&amp;#8217;t be stupid. It&amp;#8217;s impossible. Besides&amp;#8230;many of these Naba&amp;#8217;s might have different thought patterns. She might react to something completely different.&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;I see. Well, since you&amp;#8217;re able to talk with her a lot, maybe you should say something that might help us find the real one.&amp;#8221; Origin thought about that for a second, then shouted, &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Hey! Naba! How do you feel about me?&amp;#8221; All the Naba&amp;#8217;s turned at Origin and gushed,&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;I love you!!!&amp;#8221; which to Origin and Zephyr did not sound very pleasing. &amp;#8220;Well, that didn&amp;#8217;t work&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Then try something else!&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;It doesn&amp;#8217;t matter. I don&amp;#8217;t believe for a second that the real Naba is here. UNDERGROUND&amp;#8217;s on the move as I speak. I think I&amp;#8217;d better chase after them while I can.&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;But you don&amp;#8217;t know how tough they are! Who knows what they have up their sleeves?&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Don&amp;#8217;t worry about it. I want you to call the Boss and get some of his men to come and take a look at this place. It could be a big help. Anyways,&amp;#8221; A stone tablet appeared in front of Origin, &amp;#8220;I must give chase&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; He disappeared.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://great-origin.xanga.com/702766715/chapter-9-indifferent-purpose-path-of-origin-arc-i-chapter-vi/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Chapter 8: The Rest is On Origin (Path to Origin Arc I Chapter V)</title><link>http://great-origin.xanga.com/701564117/chapter-8-the-rest-is-on-origin-path-to-origin-arc-i-chapter-v/</link><guid>http://great-origin.xanga.com/701564117/chapter-8-the-rest-is-on-origin-path-to-origin-arc-i-chapter-v/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2009 21:16:47 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Origin was once a regular demon created to live on Bethumet like the other humans and demons on Bethumet. However, a general dislike between Humans and Demons began, and now, a great war between the Humans and Demons is taking place. Origin began hiding to avoid the war, only to be caught by the secret organization S.I.G.M.A. After being chained by S.I.G.M.A, he was experimented on and eventually transformed into a "New" Origin, one with power and an absolute desire to serve the organization. With questions about why formulating more demons for control is becoming harder to do, Origin agreed to be tested. Unfortunately, his last test ended abruptly as now he and Zephyr have to rescue S.I.G.M.A's best human warrior, Naba.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;ORIGIN&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://xc1.xanga.com/2b2f42eb10434238126975/b188267954.jpg" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 149px; HEIGHT: 111px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height=162 alt=Snapshot_20090329_1 src="http://xc1.xanga.com/2b2f42eb10434238126975/z188267954.jpg" width=217&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua"&gt;The ultimate creation of&amp;nbsp;the organization&amp;nbsp;S.I.G.M.A. Originally a regular demon, he now has the ability to see into the future and the minds of people. Controlled and manipulated, Origin will do what he's told- while trying to find his purpose on Bethumet....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;NABA&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://x47.xanga.com/4e9f50e710435238126973/b188267952.jpg" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 151px; HEIGHT: 102px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height=137 alt=Snapshot_20090329_12 src="http://x47.xanga.com/4e9f50e710435238126973/z188267952.jpg" width=279&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua"&gt;Occasionally cold blooded and destructive, Naba is a human whose purpose is to help stop demons in the war. In order to do that, she wants to help S.I.G.M.A control demons. That's why she works beside them. She also has other reasons for being here...it involves Origin...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;There are always a few people that have different beliefs about what direction the humans should go against the demons. It&amp;#8217;s those few people that have decided to be hidden from the rest of the public world. But normally, they form groups that have their methods of trying to stop the demons. UNDERGROUND happens to be one of the groups. However, their method is entirely strange and outlandish by Bethumet&amp;#8217;s standards: they believe that there is one god that will ultimately decide the destiny of their race, and that god will come to save them in their time of need. But since most people refused to believe them, they had no choice but to remain hidden, and worship their god with unseen eyes.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;As the years went on, their powers of magic increased, but in the Boss&amp;#8217;s eyes, their powers should not have increased to the point where they could capture Naba. As he thought about the ways UNDERGROUND&amp;#8217;S power has increased, he continued to think about his ultimate creation. &amp;#8220;What&amp;#8230;powers does he hold that I don&amp;#8217;t know about?&amp;#8221; He thought. &amp;#8220;It doesn&amp;#8217;t matter. He must get Naba back&amp;#8230;at almost any cost!&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;We&amp;#8217;re here.&amp;#8221; said the enigmatic Origin as they landed near a sandy beach, and a cave not too far from them. &amp;#8220;I hope we&amp;#8217;re not too late&amp;#8212;&amp;#8221; He began to notice a look in Zephyr&amp;#8217;s eyes that wanted a lot of answers rather than saving Naba.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;H-how did you do that? T-teleportation?&amp;#8221; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;&amp;#8230;That&amp;#8217;s what that was called? It was just in me, I guess.&amp;#8221; That made even Origin think he has abilities that even he doesn&amp;#8217;t know about.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;T-that&amp;#8217;s amazing! I don&amp;#8217;t even know what to say!&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;There is nothing to say. We should be focused on saving Naba!&amp;#8221; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Ok&amp;#8230;fine. But after we save her, you do have a lot of questions that I want answers to.&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Sure.&amp;#8221; The two ran into the cave. As they entered the dark and hardly lit cave, they began looking at the numerous symbols that they&amp;#8217;ve never seen before, with pictures that disturbed Zephyr and made Origin curious. &amp;#8220;These seem interesting, don&amp;#8217;t ya think?&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Maybe. If you&amp;#8217;re a psycho! This doesn&amp;#8217;t look good I&amp;#8217;d think. We have to rescue Naba, and quickly.&amp;#8221; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Well, we&amp;#8217;ll have to get rid of our foes first, right?&amp;#8221; Zephyr looked up to see a bunch of robed figures chanting spells in their direction. After the first dodge, Zephyr yelled,&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Well, let&amp;#8217;s get rid of them!&amp;#8221; Zephyr took out his small blades and deflected many of the spellcasters&amp;#8217; attacks. Origin just went up towards the spellcasters in quick fashion and slashed them. It didn&amp;#8217;t even take two minutes before Origin finished them off. &amp;#8220;Well, you sure didn&amp;#8217;t need my help. Why am I even here?&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Because you&amp;#8217;re needed.&amp;#8221; The two then kept running down the cave, until they stopped and saw two paths. &amp;#8220;Perfect.&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Just what we didn&amp;#8217;t need, huh?&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Well&amp;#8230;this wasn&amp;#8217;t supposed to be easy. Alright, I&amp;#8217;ll go this way,&amp;#8221; he pointed to the left. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Um, why can&amp;#8217;t we both go together?&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Because she might be on the other path. Just try not to do anything reckless. Besides, you&amp;#8217;ll actually be doing something.&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Touch&amp;#233;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; Said Zephyr as they both ran off in the path directions.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;#8220;&amp;#8230;Unreasonable fool&amp;#8230;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://great-origin.xanga.com/701564117/chapter-8-the-rest-is-on-origin-path-to-origin-arc-i-chapter-v/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Chapter 7: Phantom Hourglass: An Unexpected Challenge to Origin!!! (Path to Origin Arc I Chapter IV)</title><link>http://great-origin.xanga.com/700622184/chapter-7-phantom-hourglass-an-unexpected-challenge-to-origin-path-to-origin-arc-i-chapter-iv/</link><guid>http://great-origin.xanga.com/700622184/chapter-7-phantom-hourglass-an-unexpected-challenge-to-origin-path-to-origin-arc-i-chapter-iv/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 May 2009 02:00:16 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Origin was once a regular demon created to live on Bethumet like the other humans and demons on Bethumet. However, a general dislike between Humans and Demons began, and now, a great war between the Humans and Demons is taking place. Origin began hiding to avoid the war, only to be caught by the secret organization S.I.G.M.A. After being chained by S.I.G.M.A, he was experimented on and eventually transformed into a "New" Origin, one with power and an absolute desire to serve the organization. Now, with questions about why formulating more demons for control is becoming harder to do, Origin has agreed to be tested. &lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://xc1.xanga.com/2b2f42eb10434238126975/b188267954.jpg" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt=Snapshot_20090329_1 src="http://xc1.xanga.com/2b2f42eb10434238126975/z188267954.jpg" width=217&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;ORIGIN&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua"&gt;The ultimate creation of&amp;nbsp;the organization&amp;nbsp;S.I.G.M.A. Originally a regular demon, he now has the ability to see into the future and the minds of people. Controlled and manipulated, Origin will do what he's told- while trying to find his purpose on Bethumet....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;A href="http://x47.xanga.com/4e9f50e710435238126973/b188267952.jpg" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 218px; HEIGHT: 162px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height=223 alt=Snapshot_20090329_12 src="http://x47.xanga.com/4e9f50e710435238126973/z188267952.jpg" width=279&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;NABA&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua"&gt;Occasionally cold blooded and destructive, Naba is a human whose purpose is to help stop demons in the war. In order to do that, she wants to help S.I.G.M.A control demons. That's why she works beside them. She also has other reasons for being here...it involves Origin...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Origin&amp;#8230;Origin&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; Said a soft voice in Origin&amp;#8217;s mind. &amp;#8220;Origin&amp;#8230;Please&amp;#8230;Origin&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;He snapped back into reality.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Here is the AION lab, sir,&amp;#8221; Said a scientist as he got Origin&amp;#8217;s attention. Origin looked to see a different type of door, one where the door was made of dull, grey like rocks that for one reason or another, changed slightly every second. Origin sensed that some scientists were unsure whether the door was safe as a few fearfully (but trying to not arouse Origin&amp;#8217;s suspicion, although he figured it out) stepped back. Origin, unimpressed, walked up to the door and touched it. A loud, annoying creaking noise reverberated as it slowly opened at Origin&amp;#8217;s whim. As soon as the door was fully opened, instead of seeing absolute darkness, bright, flashing lights were turned on, and a sizeable amount of S.I.G.M.A scientists were on their knees, with the eyes of utmost joy. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Welcome to the AION lab!&amp;#8221; They cried, saying it two more times before they stood up and bowed. Then a few scientists in the middle of the group stepped to the side, and a huge, bearded man with a head that only shined with the gleam of the lights, looking far more muscular than any of the scientists in the room, walked up to Origin briskly. When he looked down at Origin, he bowed and yelled,&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;Welcome to the AION lab!&amp;#8221; He bellowed. &amp;#8220;I am Lawrence Springfield, the director of the AION Laboratory!&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s nice to meet you. So, what are we going to be doing today?&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s quite simple. There are three levels of energy that can do harm to a human being: Fire, Water, and Nature. However, you, my friend, aren&amp;#8217;t human. You&amp;#8217;re a demon. A demon fit to be tied with us. That&amp;#8217;s why I&amp;#8217;m happy the Boss finally got around to giving us to the ok to test you. It&amp;#8217;s very boring having to experiment on useless bodies with no substance, or a soul. Every day it&amp;#8217;s one damn carcass over another damn carcass. It&amp;#8217;s repetitive and really takes the joy out of my work.&amp;#8221; He patted Origin on the shoulder. &amp;#8220;However, we need to take things to the next level. We need more demons like you on our side. And in order to accomplish that, we need to go through every phase to ensure we can understand your composition. Now&amp;#8230;I think I&amp;#8217;ve done enough talking for now. Let&amp;#8217;s get started with the experiment right away!&amp;#8221; Lawrence snapped his fingers, which got the seemingly structured scientists to move about around the lab. What impressed Origin as he was instructed to take off his clothes and put on one of their jump suits, was that this lab was easily was the biggest room in the entire building. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;I didn&amp;#8217;t know the place was this big&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; Origin thought. He looked around to see tanks of all sizes, rooms with numerous windows, chambers that were wide enough to fit 200 people in it. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Hey, stop wasting time!&amp;#8221; Yelled Lawrence as he was clearly excited about the prospects of analyzing Origin. Origin ended up putting the jump suit on, then was instructed to go into the water tank, where they was going to test how long he could breathe in the water. He slowly entered the water, then once fully in, began to test him. Early on, it seemed that Origin was not affected by a long shot of the water. &amp;#8220;Hmm&amp;#8230;so in 20% water&amp;#8230;warm&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; mumbled Lawrence. &amp;#8220;Let&amp;#8217;s turn things up a bit.&amp;#8221; Origin began to notice the rise of the temperature of the water. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Interesting&amp;#8230;they&amp;#8217;re adjusting the water flow&amp;#8230;huh?&amp;#8221; He noticed Zephyr running up to Lawrence, which would not have been a problem had he not noticed the dire look on Zephyr&amp;#8217;s face. Immediately once Zephyr finished saying whatever he was concerned about, Lawrence looked slightly upset, but directed Origin to get out of the tank. As soon as Origin got out, he yelled,&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;What&amp;#8217;s going on?&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;re&amp;#8230;You&amp;#8217;re not going to believe this,&amp;#8221; Zephyr said with great disdain and shock, &amp;#8220;But Naba&amp;#8230;Naba&amp;#8217;s been captured.&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Impossible!&amp;#8221; Origin yelled. &amp;#8220;No one of Naba&amp;#8217;s skill should be captured!&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Well, she has been, and we must get her back!&amp;#8221; So after drying himself off and putting his original clothes back on, along with Zephyr, Origin ran towards The Boss. Looking at The Boss&amp;#8217;s face, even he couldn&amp;#8217;t believe what just happened.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Origin! It looks like your tests are put on hold. I&amp;#8217;m pretty sure Zephyr told you why you&amp;#8217;re here, so I&amp;#8217;ll fill in the rest of the blanks. She&amp;#8217;s been captured by an organization that calls themselves UNDERGROUND.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;UNDERGROUND?&amp;#8221; Origin never heard of them.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Well&amp;#8230;I knew about them. They&amp;#8217;re spellcasters. And very powerful ones at that. Even Naba would be unable to face them. However, what makes me furious is that they&amp;#8217;re supposed to be an EXTREMELY secretive group!&amp;#8221; He pounded his fist numerous times on his table. &amp;#8220;Rumors say that they don&amp;#8217;t want to communicate with humans or demons! They&amp;#8217;d rather live a life of secrecy and worship their &amp;#8220;god&amp;#8221;. So it stunned me when a few spies told me that Naba was captured by the likes of them! So annoying!&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;So, you want me to bring her back, right?&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;RIGHT!&amp;#8221; After saying that, the Boss backtracked. &amp;#8220;W-wait, we can&amp;#8217;t go now! We don&amp;#8217;t even know their abilities! Besides, we don&amp;#8217;t know where it is.&amp;#8221; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;But sir,&amp;#8221; Stepped in Zephyr, &amp;#8220;These bastards could be monsters! As far as we know, they might be using her as a sacrifice! She&amp;#8217;s too good for us to lose her now, and we&amp;#8217;ve wasted a lot of time here just talking!&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;I understand all that! But we have to see the big picture. These UNDERGROUND rats might prove to be a pest to our plans! Or they could be allies! We just don&amp;#8217;t know anything about them! We have to hope to Bethumet that we get more info for them.&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;Origin digested the situation.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Don&amp;#8217;t worry Boss, I&amp;#8217;ll find her.&amp;#8221; Before anyone could respond, a stone tablet appeared in front of Origin and glowed green. Then immediately as it appeared, it immediately disappeared. &amp;#8220;I have her location. We can go anytime as you wish, my masters.&amp;#8221; The Boss and Zephyr just looked flabbergasted at what just happened. Then Zephyr stared at the Boss.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;&amp;#8230;Ohhhh! At least promise me that if gets too dangerous, you&amp;#8217;re leaving!&amp;#8221; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;All right, let&amp;#8217;s go&amp;#8212;&amp;#8221; But before Zephyr could finish, Origin grabbed him with his left claw.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Then let&amp;#8217;s go.&amp;#8221; Said Origin coldly as a stone tablet appeared in front of Origin, glowed red, then blindly disappeared.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;The Boss could not believe what he just saw.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://great-origin.xanga.com/700622184/chapter-7-phantom-hourglass-an-unexpected-challenge-to-origin-path-to-origin-arc-i-chapter-iv/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Chapter 6: The One With Power? The Risk of Origin (Path of Origin Arc I Chapter II)</title><link>http://great-origin.xanga.com/698751616/chapter-6-the-one-with-power-the-risk-of-origin-path-of-origin-arc-i-chapter-ii/</link><guid>http://great-origin.xanga.com/698751616/chapter-6-the-one-with-power-the-risk-of-origin-path-of-origin-arc-i-chapter-ii/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Apr 2009 21:26:32 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Origin was once a regular demon just created to live on Bethumet like the other humans and demons on Bethumet. However, a general dislike between Humans and Demons began, and now, a great war between the Humans and Demons is taking place. Origin began hiding to avoid the war, only to be caught by the secret organization S.I.G.M.A. After being chained by S.I.G.M.A, he was experimented on and eventually transformed into a "New" Origin, one with power and an absolute desire to serve the organization. Now, with questions about why formulating more demons for control is becoming harder to do, Origin has agreed to be tested. &lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;For Origin, there is a purpose to his present...one that he hasn't found. &lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;ORIGIN&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 116px; HEIGHT: 105px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height=162 alt=Snapshot_20090329_1 src="http://xc1.xanga.com/2b2f42eb10434238126975/z188267954.jpg" width=217&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua"&gt;The ultimate creation of&amp;nbsp;the organization&amp;nbsp;S.I.G.M.A. Originally a regular demon, he now has the ability to see into the future and the minds of people. Controlled and manipulated, Origin will do what he's told- while trying to find his purpose on Bethumet....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;NABA&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://x47.xanga.com/4e9f50e710435238126973/b188267952.jpg" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 118px; HEIGHT: 98px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height=223 alt=Snapshot_20090329_12 src="http://x47.xanga.com/4e9f50e710435238126973/z188267952.jpg" width=279&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua"&gt;Occasionally cold blooded and destructive, Naba is a human whose purpose is to help stop demons in the war. In order to do that, she wants to help S.I.G.M.A control demons. That's why she works beside them. She also has other reasons for being here...it involves Origin...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Cambria Math" size=4&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;Origin felt almost dazed as he tried to walk towards the KION lab. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;Are you feeling alright?&amp;#8221; Asked one scientist.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;I feel&amp;#8230;I feel like I&amp;#8217;m drunk.&amp;#8221; Responded Origin. He walked still almost dazed into a room where the light was yellow orange like, and an orb like statue stuck out from the entrance into the KION lab. A black haired woman with a black face wearing the S.I.G.M.A garb stepped out to greet Origin.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;m pleased to meet you. My name is Shuzune Kintel. I am the one who oversees everything in this lab. You do know what I&amp;#8217;m going to do to you, correct?&amp;#8221;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;Yes&amp;#8230;you are supposed to try and determine the amount of energy I possess, correct?&amp;#8221;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;Yes. But there are a few tests that you have to go through to determine your strength. You needn&amp;#8217;t worry though. These tests aren&amp;#8217;t heard. You should pass them with&amp;#8230;are you feeling alright?&amp;#8221;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;I feel ok. Not great, but ok.&amp;#8221; Shuzune thought better.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;I think you need some rest. Come back tomorrow and we&amp;#8217;ll work&amp;#8212;&amp;#8221;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;No. The Boss wants things finished today, so that&amp;#8217;s exactly what we&amp;#8217;re going to do. I feel fine, this should wear off soon.&amp;#8221; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;You know, resting is as important as work you know! Just come back tomorrow. Even if we determine something about you, it would take days to understand it!&amp;#8221;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;Shuzune!&amp;#8221; The Boss appeared out of nowhere.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;B-Boss!&amp;#8221; Everyone in the area bowed. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;I overheard your conversation with our creation. While I&amp;#8217;m glad you are concerned about his well being, I think he will be fine. Now&amp;#8230;please go on with the experiment.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;But sir&amp;#8212;&amp;#8221; The Boss looked angry.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;I know you don&amp;#8217;t want to defy me! Now do the experiment!&amp;#8221;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;Y-yes Boss! All right, begin preparations!&amp;#8221; A door at the left side of the room opened. &amp;#8220;I guess we&amp;#8217;ll test your skills under pressure. Come with me.&amp;#8221;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;Good luck!&amp;#8221; Remarked the Boss as he left. Origin, Shuzune, and a couple of scientists went into the room. It was a small circled room that had a level counter on the top of the door.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;This is the Gravity room. Here we will test exactly how strong you are. In order to that we will raise the gravity level by a certain amount. All you need to do is to try and stand on your feet.&amp;#8221;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;How long am I going to be in here?&amp;#8221;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;ll be in here until you cry uncle. Ok, when you realize that the gravity is too much for you!&amp;#8221; Shuzune giggled. &amp;#8220;All right, we&amp;#8217;re going to leave you now. When you hear my voice through the speaker, you can go at anytime.&amp;#8221; Origin nodded. The scientists left Origin in by himself. After a minute passed, Shuzune&amp;#8217;s voice appeared. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;All right, you may begin.&amp;#8221; Said Origin as he stared at the gravity counter. It began at zero. Then it rose to 25g. &amp;#8220;Don&amp;#8217;t feel much of anything.&amp;#8221; It rose every ten seconds by 25g. It got to 200g with Origin not feeling anything. &amp;#8220;Is the system broken?&amp;#8221; Then when it got to 250g Origin started to feel it. &amp;#8220;W-whoa!&amp;#8221; Origin tried to keep himself up. He managed to stand up straight, but not before the gravity went up again. &amp;#8220;Guess&amp;#8230;I have to exert myself!&amp;#8221; He started to build up more energy. Because he did that, the gravity didn&amp;#8217;t exist for Origin. At least, not until they got up 450g. &amp;#8220;Damn&amp;#8230;this is getting heavier&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; Origin started to slump and stand straight at the same time. Sweat began to pour off his face. The gravity went up again, causing Origin to just slump. Then he began to realize that there&amp;#8217;s only so much gravity one could take. &amp;#8220;All right! Stop!&amp;#8221; By the time he yelled for Shuzune to stop, he was halfway between the ground and standing up.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;IMPRESSIVE!!!&amp;#8221; Gushed Shuzune. &amp;#8220;575g! Talk about strong!&amp;#8221; After a minute passed, Shuzune walked up to Origin and touched him. &amp;#8220;How does it feel to be so light?&amp;#8221;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;I don&amp;#8217;t know&amp;#8230;I know how it feels to be heavy though!&amp;#8221; So they left the Gravity room. As soon they exited, she directed him into the Speed room. It was a lot wider and had more variety of colors than the gravity room. &amp;#8220;This is the speed room. I probably don&amp;#8217;t need to tell you what you&amp;#8217;ll be doing here!&amp;#8221; She directed him to get on a machine with a conveyor belt. &amp;#8220;That is called a treadmill. It moves automatically. Like the gravity machine, the speed will go up every ten seconds. So be ready to run!&amp;#8221; Origin stepped on to the treadmill. It turned on. It first started at 2.0 speed. Then it rose to 3.0. Origin didn&amp;#8217;t look like he was exerting much effort. In a few seconds, it got to around 6.0 speed. Still didn&amp;#8217;t faze him. But it got pretty fast in hurry.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;Amazing&amp;#8230;how fast does this thing go?&amp;#8221; Origin began to run faster as the speed increased dramatically. He nearly had bouts of slippage each and every second as the speed eventually went up to 30.0 speed. Origin has worked hard before, but never like this. &amp;#8220;This is crazy!&amp;#8221; Thought Origin as he found himself running at 50.0 speed. A few minutes later, he fell face first on the conveyor belt and skidded off it as he flew off of the machine and landed on a wall. &amp;#8220;OW&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; thought Origin as he wasn&amp;#8217;t amused at what was going on. On the other hand, the scientists were having a ball. But if they were having a ball, Shuzune was having a blast.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;MY GOD!!!THIS IS SO AMAZING!!!&amp;#8221; She continued to gush in excitement as she remarked how much speed Origin had. She began thinking of what kind of demons they could employ with this much power. She ran up to Origin, grabbed his right claw, and gushed, &amp;#8220;Time to move onto the next agenda!&amp;#8221; She took him into a chamber where a steel cage surrounded him. She told him to enter it and expand all of his energy. &amp;#8220;As much as you got! Let it all out! I want to see it!&amp;#8221; Shuzune seemed to be obsessed with seeing his power. She was not the only one as the KION scientists wanted to see it too. So after closing the door and turning on a protective force field to make sure it&amp;#8217;s not overpowered, Origin started channeling his energy. His body began to glow green. He clenched his fists together. In a matter of seconds, his energy grew to enormous levels.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;106,000! 107,000! 108,000!&amp;#8221; The scientists shuddered. Shuzune was flabbergasted.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;This&amp;#8230;this&amp;#8230;is this too much power? I&amp;#8230;can we all handle this!&amp;#8221;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;The power&amp;#8217;s still going up!&amp;#8221; Yelled one scientist.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;What?!&amp;#8221; She stared at the staggering numbers that Origin put up on the screen. Origin then screamed. The energy jumped by the hundred thousand in one second. The steel cage broke easily. The force field was about to crack.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;ORIGIN!&amp;#8221; Shuzune was not gushing now. She was terrified. &amp;#8220;STOP!!!&amp;#8221; Origin heard her and immediately the power level went down. Origin then walked out of the cage.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;So, what were the readings?&amp;#8221; Shuzune just began to mumble.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;You&amp;#8230;really&amp;#8230;are a&amp;#8230;monster&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;W-what&amp;#8217;s wrong? Are you ok?&amp;#8221; This somewhat snapped Shuzune back to her senses.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;F-forgive me! I underestimated your power! I couldn&amp;#8217;t imagine you was this strong!&amp;#8221; She showed him the ratings.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;220,000?&amp;#8221; Origin seemed glad. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;And you could have gone up. It&amp;#8217;s safe to say that you are the most powerful being in the world. S.I.G.M.A&amp;#8217;s glad that you&amp;#8217;re on our side.&amp;#8221; Shuzune smiled. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;Well, I only wish to serve my creators.&amp;#8221; After a few minutes of labeling a few items, Origin left the room to head to the AION Lab. That&amp;#8217;s when Shuzune started panicking in her mind.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;This&amp;#8230;this is inane! I understood that he was powerful&amp;#8230;but he&amp;#8217;s entirely too powerful! He&amp;#8230;he&amp;#8217;s gonna be too powerful for us to control! And we expect to make more of these beasts?! NO! This can&amp;#8217;t happen!&amp;#8221;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;I know what you&amp;#8217;re thinking, Shuzune,&amp;#8221; said a scientist, &amp;#8220;But remember there&amp;#8217;s nothing we can do to stop The Boss from doing this.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&amp;#8220;Well, we have to do something!&amp;#8221; She yelled. &amp;#8220;There&amp;#8217;s no way we can think we can control power like that! We&amp;#8230;we going to die&amp;#8230;I think we should put in word that he should be the only demon we control. The risk is too great!&amp;#8221;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;Notes on Origin:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;Survived 575x gravity &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;Ran up to 150.0 speed. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;Over 220,000 energy( could go higher)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://great-origin.xanga.com/698751616/chapter-6-the-one-with-power-the-risk-of-origin-path-of-origin-arc-i-chapter-ii/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Chapter 5: Creation Story (Path of Origin Arc I Chapter II)</title><link>http://great-origin.xanga.com/697254571/chapter-5-creation-story-path-of-origin-arc-i-chapter-ii/</link><guid>http://great-origin.xanga.com/697254571/chapter-5-creation-story-path-of-origin-arc-i-chapter-ii/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2009 02:39:44 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;For Origin, there is a purpose to his present...one that he hasn't found. He works for the organization S.I.G.M.A, and will continue to do so, for better or worse....&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;U&gt;ORIGIN(PRESENT)&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://xc1.xanga.com/2b2f42eb10434238126975/b188267954.jpg" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt=Snapshot_20090329_1 src="http://xc1.xanga.com/2b2f42eb10434238126975/z188267954.jpg" width=217&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;The ultimate creation of&amp;nbsp;the organization&amp;nbsp;S.I.G.M.A. Originally a regular demon, he now has the ability to see into the future and the minds of people. Controlled and manipulated, Origin will do what he's told- while trying to find his purpose on Bethumet....&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;U&gt;NABA&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://x47.xanga.com/4e9f50e710435238126973/b188267952.jpg" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 210px; HEIGHT: 168px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height=223 alt=Snapshot_20090329_12 src="http://x47.xanga.com/4e9f50e710435238126973/z188267952.jpg" width=279&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Occasionally cold blooded and destructive, Naba is a human whose purpose is to help stop demons in the war. In order to do that, she wants to help S.I.G.M.A control demons. That's why she works beside them. She also has other reasons for being here...it involves Origin...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;It is not easy trying to control a demon. The fact that S.I.G.M.A&amp;#8217;s been trying to control a demon over the past six months but has only produced one successful product tells you that it&amp;#8217;s not easy. Demons are considered the strongest race on Bethumet, created with mostly brute strength, but with little speed or smarts. It would be hard to begin the process of controlling demons if there are no demons to experiment on, so acquiring as many demons as possible would be the first step in controlling one. After that it&amp;#8217;s hardly simple because what methods that are used to successfully control a demon are unknown. That&amp;#8217;s why Origin is being checked out.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Finally getting to run some tests on ya?&amp;#8221; Said Gotoh Aioso, a bald headed man of small stature wearing the common S.I.G.M.A garb.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Took us too long, right?&amp;#8221; Said The Boss. &amp;#8220;Treat him well. We don&amp;#8217;t want to lose him.&amp;#8221; The Boss then looked at Origin.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;I understand.&amp;#8221; He responded then looked at Gotoh. &amp;#8220;I will do as you say.&amp;#8221; The Boss left the laboratory. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;All right, first we&amp;#8217;re gonna need you to take off all your clothes, then head to the Kanaka Zone right over near that door.&amp;#8221; Origin complied, took off his clothes, and stepped into the Kanaka Zone, a red circle with numerous and unknown technological gimmicks surrounding it. &amp;#8220;Scientists, put your black goggles on! Now, begin!&amp;#8221; The red circle began to light up then soon engulfed the entire lab. After a few seconds, the light died down. &amp;#8220;Hmm&amp;#8230;so how do you feel- W-what the?&amp;#8221; Gotoh had a terrified look as Origin looked lost within himself.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;W&amp;#8230;Where am&amp;#8230;What&amp;#8217;s going on?&amp;#8221; said a mysterious voice. &amp;#8220;W-why can&amp;#8217;t I see?&amp;#8221; A huge bright light seared over the voice&amp;#8217;s eyes. &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8230;I&amp;#8217;m outside?&amp;#8221; The voice sounded unsure as it looked at the purple sky of Bethumet. When it looked around, he stared at a familiar looking mountain. &amp;#8220;A-Alma!? How did I&amp;#8230;is&amp;#8230;is that&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; He looked down to see a similar looking demon with the same intent and questioning of his purpose. &amp;#8220;That&amp;#8217;s me&amp;#8230;where am I staring at?&amp;#8221; Origin looked and saw that his past was staring at four guys talking in the area. In seconds, three of the guys beat up the fourth guy, and one of the men stabbed him. &amp;#8220;This&amp;#8230;This feels familiar&amp;#8230;Wait&amp;#8230;I see!&amp;#8221; He saw his past version walk up to the bloody body of the fourth man. &amp;#8220;This&amp;#8230;is where I learned about death&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; Origin (both past and present) clenched their fists. &amp;#8220;I have to get out of here!&amp;#8221; To his avail, he did get out. Unfortunately, he was redirected to an icy region somewhere in Bethumet. &amp;#8220;So&amp;#8230;is this Caicen?&amp;#8221; The body of Origin continued to be wheeled around against his will as he moved about in the snowy land, meeting lots of demons. Then he noticed his past Origin from again.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Tsubasa&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; said the past Origin.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Origin&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; said a fair blue haired demon with her face snow white. She seemed to be in some pain. &amp;#8220;You must leave me. There is nothing you can do to help me now.&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;I&amp;#8230;I don&amp;#8217;t recall this&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; Remarked the present Origin as he watched his past form get surrounded by dozens of demons. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Origin, you must go&amp;#8230;now! I will make sure that I stop them! I must!&amp;#8221; She began to transform her body, both Origin (past) pleaded, &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;No! Stop it!&amp;#8221; The present Origin moved again. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;What the&amp;#8230;that really happened? Why don&amp;#8217;t I remember this&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; Then the eyes saw only red infused with black, and a loud screaming nose drowned out Origin&amp;#8217;s recent thoughts&amp;#8230;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Hey&amp;#8230;are you alright? Speak to us!&amp;#8221; Origin&amp;#8217;s eyes opened. &amp;#8220;Good. You&amp;#8217;re still with us.&amp;#8221; Origin looked down at Gotoh, who seemed to have been stressed out. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Are you ok?&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Why I&amp;#8217;m fine! W-what about you? How are you?&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;I feel alright. Don&amp;#8217;t remember much though. What&amp;#8217;s next?&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;#8220;Hmm&amp;#8230;we have some structural info on you&amp;#8230;hopefully more will be known soon. For now, you can head to the KION lab. Shuzune will take care of you.&amp;#8221;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;What is known of Origin so far:&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;1.&lt;SPAN style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;6-5(HT) &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;2.&lt;SPAN style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;220(WT) &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;3.&lt;SPAN style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;Body composition unknown &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;4.&lt;SPAN style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;red(eyes) &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;5.&lt;SPAN style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;color(more like light green than dark) &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;6.&lt;SPAN style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;claws &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;7.&lt;SPAN style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;seems mentally stable(still needs exact confirmation) &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;8.&lt;SPAN style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;water, human bones, skeletal system is off.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://great-origin.xanga.com/697254571/chapter-5-creation-story-path-of-origin-arc-i-chapter-ii/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>