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Finding Sustan

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Adianaki and Domarayne had been travelling together for some months before they stopped in a decent seaside port town to rest their weary wings and hooves. Adia had also halted their travelling because he (grudgingly) thought that Doma had made good progress in her training, thus deserved a break. Doma, however, saw it differently.
“Why have we stopped here? We haven’t seen any sort of civilization for what—three weeks? Don’t tell me we came here to troll bars for drunken floosies,” Doma muttered beside Adia. The two were, of course, in their human forms to blend in. They had stolen clothing from the first house they had come to on the road. Doma was wearing a plain dress of a rather questionable shade of green that washed out her dark skin, and Adia wore a grey shirt two sizes too small and pants that seemed more like shorts with his long legs. When Adia didn’t respond, Doma continued to speak, “Can we please go to a half decent inn? Neither of us has properly washed since… forever.”
Adia rolled his eyes as the two walked towards the main market street that ran alongside the sea. “If you can get the money, fine. Meet me at…” Adia glanced down the street for a suitable meeting place, “The Starboard Bough in two hours.”
Doma looked down the street to see that the Starboard Bough was a bar. “Yeah, whatever. Have fun trolling,” she bade goodbye as she skipped off in the other direction to find the funds to stay at an inn.
Adia sighed. He was glad to have the obnoxious brat off of his back for a little while. He liked having Doma around, but sometimes she was far too much like himself, and their huge egos collided. Besides, Adia had more pressing issues to think over—something that he preferred to do while nursing a drink.

Two hours later, Doma appeared at the Starboard Bough with a bounce in her step. She carried with her a small bag full of coins. Adia sat on a stool at the bar, hunched over deep in thought. Doma walked over to her mentor and slid into the stool beside him. “So, what’re we drinking?”
Adia raised a small shot glass and said, “Crème de menthe.” Once he set down his glass, he sighed heavily in preparation for what he was about to say. “Doma,” he began, “Why did you come to me all those months ago for?”
Doma frowned. She didn’t think Adia was the nostalgic type. “I came because I wanted to become stronger,” she answered.
Adia shook his head. “No, I mean why you ran away from your family to do it?” he persisted.
Doma looked appalled by what Adia was implying. “I didn’t run away! I—“
“I thought you had a daughter and a boyfriend. And not to mention your crazy family. If anything I’d think they’d need you right at the time you came to me,” Adia interrupted. He shot a glance at Doma to see that she was glaring daggers at him. He couldn’t help but smile at his student.
“I didn’t run away. Besides, if Ren is anything like me then she can handle herself. Lothe too. And the rest of my family… well, I needed a break from them,” Doma tried to explain. She motioned to the bartender to get her the same drink as Adia.
Adia sighed. Doma was being as stubborn as ever, and would probably never fully concede that she was running away from her problems. “Either way, don’t you think it’s about time that you went back to them? Instead of avoiding things, you could try actually dealing with them,” Adia offered.
Doma raised an eyebrow as Adia. “Are you trying to get rid of me?” she questioned hesitantly.
“No, no, no. Look, both you and your family are probably messed up forever, but that doesn’t mean you should completely abandon them. You said that your father left before you did, so why don’t we find him first before heading back?” he proposed. He looked hopefully to his pupil, but she looked unhappy and unsure of herself. “Doma, you’re being a coward!” he decided that a change in tactics may evoke a better response from the young shape shifter. “You and your dad are acting like deadbeat parents. Find your sad excuse for a father and go back before you’re the ones left behind!” he said, his voice growing much stronger.
Doma just looked sad now. Maybe he had overdone it. “I don’t have any idea where he is, though,” Doma replied. The bartender dropped a glass in front of Doma; she picked it up immediately and downed the drink.
Adia rolled his eyes at Doma. She could be so overdramatic sometimes. “We’ll just have to start looking for him then, eh?” Adia gave Doma a friendly slap on the back to encourage her. Doma looked like she had eaten a jar full of lemons.

The next couple of weeks the duo spent hopping from village to village in search of any sign of Doma’s father. Their first promising lead appeared in a small village in the shadow of a mountain, hidden within the forest. Some of the residents complained of a series of unexplained fires that threatened to burn down the villagers’ houses.
Adia began his investigation once the sun had set and he could return to his human form. He walked resolutely, with Doma several steps behind him, to the village watering hole. “We need to find us a drunk, yet coherent local to talk to,” Adia announced. He looked back to Doma, who looked nauseous. Adia wished she would stop worrying so much.
Soon enough Adia and Doma found themselves in front of the village’s only inn. To Adia’s pleasant surprise a middle-aged man with a pot belly sat outside the inn with half a bottle of wine in his grubby hands. “I can handle this,” Adia waved at Doma to stay put while he approached the man.
“Fine night, don’t you think?” Adia greeted the man. He smiled as warmly as he could at the drunken man. The man scratched at his beard and grunted something in reply. Adia couldn’t help but chuckle at him. “Forgive me, but I’m new to town and I’m looking for someone. I was told my friend lived up on the mountain, but I don’t know exactly where to look for him. Might you know where he lives?” Adia asked. He hoped that his fishing would produce a lead.
“Huh? The mountain? Nobody lives on the mountain. Even if they did they’d ‘ave moved away by now,” the man said groggily.
Adia smiled. “Oh really? What would cause them to move?”
“Been a rash o’ fires lately,” he replied after taking a long drag at his bottle of wine. “Been no thunderstorms, and the weather’s been cool. People say some crazy person’s settin’ the fires. And then, there’s some people that say they seen demons up there! Ol’ Martha said all she seen was a dark figure, but it was lit up even tho’ it was night. Spooky happenin’s, eh?” The man shivered as he explained.
Adia nodded. It seemed the lead that brought them to the village was good. From the sounds of it, it definitely seemed like Sustan was in the area. “Thank you for telling me. I certainly won’t dare venture near the mountain if it’s that dangerous,” Adia said, feigning concern and fear. “Goodnight, sir!”
“Humph. Yeah, whatever.”
Adia happily stepped over to Doma, who watched from several metres away, her arms crossed. “Cheer up, pupil; for it seems that your father just might be near. Let’s walk to the edge of the village and continue up the mountain on hoof,” Adia ordered.
Once the duo reached the forest that surrounded the village, they transformed into their four-legged equine forms. Doma looked unsure about heading up the mountain. Surely she couldn’t be scared? Or perhaps the shape shifter was just weary about confronting part of her family after such a long time. Either way, Adia thought, Doma would have to do it eventually.
The two demons walked slowly but surely up the mountain in silence. It was beginning to irritate Adia—Doma’s shy, tentative, and almost fearful attitude. He wished that she would go back to being her regular obnoxious self.
Suddenly there was the distinctive boom of an explosion, and a pillar of smoke appeared in the distance. Adia halted and stuck out a wing to stop Doma from going forward. “Alright. That was further up the mountain. Since we have no idea what your father is up to, and he has no idea that we’re here, let’s go slowly. We don’t want to surprise—HEY, DOMARAYNE!” The shape shifter had changed into a raven and was now flying ahead in a hurry. Adia snorted angrily at his student. “Wait, Doma! You don’t know what Sustan will do!” He yelled as Doma disappeared in the distance. The trees on the mountain were too close together for Adia to open his wings and pursue her in the air, so he raced after his student on hoof.
Doma, overcome with emotion, flapped her large black wings furiously towards the smoke that billowed in the night sky. As she approached, she dived below the line of trees and landed as a winged horse again. A small fire, located at the bottom of a four-foot deep crater, was slowly burning itself out. Doma glanced around, hoping to see some other sign of life.
“Dad?” she called tentatively. She felt like she could sense her father here, but there was nothing to be seen other than the crater. “Sustan?” She tried calling out again.
From behind Doma, twigs snapped and branches rustled. Doma whipped around and nearly jumped when she saw her father standing between two pine trees. “Dad! Damn, you scared me,” Doma said after a large sigh.
Doma smiled at her father, glad to have finally found him. But Sustan didn’t move one inch. What was wrong with him? Doma stared closely at her father. He looked…different. His legs were no longer ablaze; instead they were deep red. The red from his legs extended up his shoulders and covered his entire dorsal side except for circular markings on his fin and tail. Doma finally gazed into the peophin’s eyes—they were indeed green and blue like she remembered them, though now they were pupil-less and glowed in the darkness. Doma decided to once again try to speak to her father, “Dad. It’s Doma. You remember me, don’t you?”
Sustan sniffed at the air and cocked his head to one side in confusion. Doma frowned. Why wouldn’t he respond? She took several steps closer to her father to try and get through to him. “It’s Doma, your daughter…” Doma stretched her neck out to touch her father’s muzzle.
Sustan snorted and recoiled as Doma drew closer. He pawed the ground and shook his head up and down angrily. His mane grew larger and he threw his legs into the air. Doma shrunk away, not knowing what to do. When Sustan returned his feet to the ground, he immediately lunged at Doma.
Just then Adia came crashing through the trees in his dragon form. He leaped forward, kicked Doma out of both his and Sustan’s way, then grasped Sustan in his front paws. He pulled Sustan’s legs out from under him and pinned the peophin to the cold ground, his red claws just pricking Sustan’s skin.
All of a sudden Sustan’s body became engulfed in white hot flames. “Agh, fuck!” Adia cursed as his light blue paws got burnt. He pulled them away and the flames almost immediately subsided. In his frustration, Adia hissed several words under his breath and a blue light appeared and bound Sustan’s legs to his body so he could not get up.
Once Sustan was subdued, Adia, gazed fiercely at Doma. “What the hell do you think you were doing?! I am your MASTER, you will do what I tell you!” he roared.
“Y-yes…” she stuttered in reply. Doma righted herself from where she was thrown twenty feet away. Her eyes were wide in shock. What was wrong with her father? She glanced over to where he lay to see him thrashing violently. “Wh-what do we do now?” Doma asked her teacher.
Adia growled as he thought for a moment. “Fly ahead of me and look around the mountain for any caves or sheltered spots that we can hide. I’ll carry Sustan behind you,” he ordered. Doma obeyed by changing into her dragon form and jumping into the air. Adia whispered another word and the blue ties around Sustan extended to Adia’s right hand. He followed close behind Doma, making sure not to drop the still struggling Sustan.
After nearly twenty minutes of searching, Doma came upon a cave large enough for the three demons to slip into. Both Doma and Adia banked their wings and landed on the side of the mountain. Adia manoeuvred the still-writhing Sustan into the cave before he himself slid into the cave in his human form. Doma appeared shortly after as a peophin.
“What do we do now?” Doma wondered aloud as she lay down, tucking her legs beneath her. Her eyes were fixed upon her father, who was now trying to slowly wiggle his way out of Adia’s magical binds.
Adia sat on a large boulder with his arms crossed. He stared ahead blankly, deep in thought. “I don’t know,” Adia said. He sighed and raised a hand to rub the bridge of his nose in frustration.
“Why is he like this? He didn’t even recognize me,” Doma continued. As she stared at Sustan, she realized that her father wasn’t blinking at all. Creepy.
Slowly, a hypothesis was forming in Adia’s mind. “He didn’t always look like that, did he?” Doma shook her head. Right. Then something changed recently. Something powerful enough to physically alter Sustan’s appearance. Adia already knew that Sustan had killed his father, but why would that change his appearance? “Doma, has your father’s markings changed before?” he questioned.
“Well… sort of. Before we killed Nem, Sustan said his dad came to him and marked him. But he didn’t look like this,” Doma explained.
Adia nodded. Nemesis ‘marking’ Sustan could mean several things; marking him for death, as an equal, or to fulfill some purpose. Obviously Nemesis hadn’t marked his son for death. And why a full demon like Nemesis would mark a half-demon as an equal, Adia did not know. So Nemesis must have wanted his son to fulfill some other purpose. But seeing how Nemesis didn’t last very long after marking Sustan… perhaps it was about completing or continuing something. “Why exactly was your grandfather killing off your family?”
Doma glanced at Adia. What could Nemesis’ deranged ideas have to do with why Sustan seemed so messed up? Doma sighed, and went along with whatever Adia’s line of thinking was, “Well, he said that his family deserved to die because of his ‘mortal wife’s betrayal’. And all the time he complained about his sons not showing their true heritage, and the herd being weak mongrels,” said Doma.
“Hmm. It’s likely that whatever Nemesis did to Sustan, it caused him to change,” Adia concluded.
“But Nemesis did that to him before he died, and Sustan didn’t change all that much! If anything, he was more powerful. But he was still my Dad, he wasn’t some mindless monster,” Doma objected.
Adia growled, thinking that his hypothesis had been stymied. “Then the next change was Nemesis’ death. Perhaps that and his children’s death—“ Adia paused to think for a moment. “You say he was more powerful?” Doma nodded.  Perhaps his idea had not been halted. In fact, Adia now thought that this fact confirmed it. Nemesis could have ‘marked’ Sustan with his own powers. Now that Nemesis was dead, perhaps this seeded power had been fully awakened within Sustan. But Sustan was not a full demon. Being endowed with a full demon’s power could potentially cause the Sustan that was to disappear. And noting how Sustan seemed not to mind attacking his own daughter, a bit of Nemesis’ will may have leaked into his son. “Doma, I don’t know if the father you remember exists anymore.”
Doma turned to Adia in alarm. “What do you mean? He can’t stay like this, we have to fix him!” she cried.
“After Nemesis died, Sustan must have absorbed or been taken over by the power that he was given. And Sustan is more powerful. A regular half-demon would not be able to burn me, a full dragon demon, as easily as he did,” Adia explained. “I can try to find his mind in there, but there is no guarantee it’s there anymore.” Adia sighed and stood up. He ran a hand through his blue hair as he tried to remember appropriate spells and incantations for this kind of situation. “Doma, make new restraints for your father out of the rock. Then put him asleep,” he ordered.
Doma stood up and went straight to work. She didn’t feel the need to dilly-dally or complain, especially since Adia got so angry at her for flying ahead. And so Doma whispered a spell under her breath that made the rock beneath her hooves extend and wrap around her father’s body. Once the rock wrapped around his shoulders and hugged him close to the floor, Sustan began a new episode of thrashing. Doma quickly took care of this by locking her father’s tail to the floor as well. She also extended a finger of rock around her father’s body right behind his dorsal fin, for good measure. “Somnus,” Doma then spoke. Sustan’s writhing stopped immediately and he slumped in his restraints, asleep indefinitely. Doma noticed that although her father was surely asleep, his eyes did not fully close. “Weird,” Doma said before she returned to her spot to lie down.
Adia sighed as he prepared his mind for what he was about to attempt. He walked over to Sustan’s limp body and sat down by his head. He then grabbed the peophin’s large head and placed it in his lap and laid a hand on Sustan’s forehead.
“What are you going to do to him?” Doma wondered aloud. She was feeling very wary about what her master was doing—she had never seen him look so serious before.
“Go away, Doma. You’ll only distract me,” Adia said. Doma looked slightly affronted, but she stood up anyway. “Come back before sunrise and sunset to remind me to change,” Adia added before Doma left the cave.

Doma returned as ordered before sunrise. She cautiously stepped inside the cave to see that Adia had not moved at all. Her master’s eyes were closed; his hand still on Sustan’s forehead, and Adia’s own forehead was covered in sweat. “Uh, Adia? It’s almost sunrise,” Doma said quietly.
Adia grimaced but didn’t move. “Just wait,” he said from beneath clenched teeth.
“The sun won’t wait, Adia,” Doma replied.
After several more minutes, Adia finally opened his eyes and set Sustan’s head down. “Give him some water while I’m gone,” the demon ordered before he jumped off the ledge of the cave and transformed into his dragon form.
The next several days proceeded in much the same way as the first night. Doma left during the day and night, and returned before sunrise and sunset to remind Adia of the time. Each time Doma came back, Adia was deep within an incantation and was covered in sweat. It was not until the fourth day that Adia finally made some headway.
As usual, Doma had been sent away. He had just returned from changing during the sunrise, and returned to delving into Sustan’s mind. So far in his journey through the peophin’s mind, Adia had only encountered fire. There seemed to be no structure to it at all; just fire, chaotic and wild. Over the past three days Adia had spent his time subduing the flames—placing mental locks on them and forcing them to bend to his will. Finally, out of the shadow of the fire, Adia saw Sustan.
“Sustan? Are you there?” Adia called out.
The Sustan that stood within his own mind turned and faced the Adia that approached him. Adia saw a flash of recognition within Sustan’s mind. “Hey, you’re Adianaki, right?”Adia nodded slowly. “Where are we? And why are you here?” Sustan asked.
“We’re in your mind. I’m here to help you regain control of it,” Adia explained.
A confused look went across Sustan’s face. “Gain control of my mind? What’s going on?”
“Domarayne and I have been looking for you,” Sustan seemed to perk up when he mentioned Doma, “But you weren’t yourself. You very nearly attacked your own daughter.”
Sustan recoiled, his face showing a mixture of fear and confusion. “I did? I didn’t hurt her, did I?”
Adia shook his head and Sustan relaxed somewhat. “Doma said that your father ‘marked’ you long before you killed him. What exactly did he do to you?” Adia interrogated.
Sustan paused before answering. For some reason, Sustan was having trouble remembering and thinking clearly. “He… he transferred power to me. I think he wanted it to consume me so that I would stop trying to kill him, or even join him. But there was no way I would allow that to happen,” Sustan said with strong conviction.
“But you’ll allow it to happen now that he’s dead?” Adia scoffed.
Sustan narrowed his eyes. “What do you mean?”
“The power he gave you… while he was alive and you had that goal in your mind you forced his demonic power back and used it to your advantage. But now he’s dead. All but your twins have died as well. So what, you’ll just give up, and allow what Nemesis planned for you to come to fruition? He may have died, Sustan, but from what I’ve seen it looks like he won after all,” Adia snapped.
Sustan snorted in frustration. If Adia was telling the truth… that Sustan had succumbed to his father’s powers… Sustan couldn’t believe it. However, he also did not remember anything other than running from his family after his father and two of his children had died. “Then… what do I do? How long have I been like this?” Sustan questioned hesitantly.
“More than six months,” Adia said plainly. “Both you and Doma have been running away, though for different reasons. It’s time that you went back to salvage what’s left of your family.”
Sustan shook his head in disbelief. “It’s really been that long? What will Ance think of me…” he mumbled. “How do I overcome it then? This power… it seems like my father really did manage to destroy my family.”
Adia smiled, glad to see that Sustan was starting to get the picture. “I’ve placed blocks on some of the stronger parts of your demonic power. And that is your power now, not your father’s. I can stay connected to you until you gain a foothold in your own mind. But I’ll have to leave eventually—when I do, the blocks subduing the rest of your power will leave with me. You’ll have to sort out the rest on your own,” Adia explained earnestly.
Sustan nodded, prepared for the fight ahead. “Thank you, Adia.”
“Don’t mention it,” Adia replied. He watched as the Sustan of his own mind turned to face the ever-present flames. Slowly, resolutely, he trotted forward and into the fire.


Trouble arose, however, when Sustan came ever closer to regaining control over his own mind. The demonic powers within Sustan recoiled and back lashed to Adia. His body shuddered and shook as his mind was attacked by Sustan’s power. Adia was taken by surprise. He groaned and his body swayed where it sat. Eventually Adia collapsed overtop Sustan’s head, unconscious.

“It’s almost sunset, Adia,” Doma greeted as she landed in the cave. She looked around the darkening environment to see her master slumped over. “Adia?” She called again as she stepped deeper into the cavern. There was no reply. This was not good. She rushed over to Adia, transforming into her human form mid-step.
She kneeled down beside her father’s head and Adia’s limp body. “Adia, get up. The sun will set soon!” She shook her master’s shoulder to try and awaken him. Again, no response. This was really not good. She shook him again. “ADIA!” The dragon demon’s head lolled to one side to show that his nose was bleeding. What was wrong with him? Doma was starting to panic. What should she do? After being scolded so harshly for not obeying Adia’s orders, Doma didn’t want to incur her teacher’s wrath again. But if she couldn’t wake him before the sunset… Doma didn’t want to think about what would happen.
“Oh god… What do I do?” Doma whispered. She bit her nails as she tried to think of something. Though she and Adia had not exchanged very many words over the past few days, Adia had bothered to mention that he was busy sorting out her father’s powers directly from Sustan’s mind. That meant that Adia was connected to Sustan’s mind. Doma quickly thought of an appropriate incantation. Although she had not been taught any magic dealing with the mind, Adia had taught her to improvise. “Iungonai!” Doma belted. It wasn’t really a spell in the general sense, but an order wrought with magic.
Adia began to shake against Doma’s hands. “Oh god, what have I done?” Doma wrapped her arms around Adia’s chest below his arms and pulled him away from Sustan and to the opening of the cave. Adia’s shaking was becoming worse. To add to Doma’s panic, the sun was almost hidden behind the horizon now.
She dragged her master to the ledge of the cave and tried to think of another spell that would change Adia into a dragon. She herself changed into her dragon form. “What do I do?” Doma whined. Without thinking about it, she grabbed her master’s convulsing body and flew into the cool evening air. “Adia, please wake up, please wake up! Agh! Pario Convocus!” She shouted. Doma nearly dropped Adia as his body grew and changed into the body of a dragon.
Doma was now dreadfully overweight to be flying. Her altitude dropped steadily towards the ground, despite her frantic flapping. All Doma could do was try to find a soft spot to land. Luckily, she was coming closer to the forest and away from the rocky mountainside. Once she was just above the tree line, she dropped Adia and climbed upwards to save herself from crashing. Her master’s heavy body collided with the ground, and several trees that ended roots-up.
Doma turned about and landed next to Adia. Thankfully he had stopped convulsing. Doma sighed heavily. It seemed like the worst was over. She lay down next to Adia and closed her eyes in exhaustion.
Domarayne woke up late the next morning still in her dragon form. She rubbed sleep out of her eyes and waited for her eyes to adjust to the bright morning sun. “Huh? The sun’s out?” Doma started panicking. Had she managed to save her master? She looked around to see the blue dragon that was Adia lying next to her. She sighed and relaxed slightly.
“Adia, are you okay?” she asked while gently nudging Adia’s shoulder.
The dragon groaned before opening one eye to see what was going on. “What happened?”  Adia mumbled groggily.
“It was sunset and you were unconscious… I didn’t know what to do, but I disconnected you from Sustan and forced you to change,” Doma explained. She looked at Adia with concern. He didn’t sound very good.
Adia forced a weak smile. “Thank you. You did well, Doma,” he said. Doma blushed with his praise. “But Sustan… Where is Sustan?”
Doma gazed back at the mountain. She hadn’t thought about her father—she had been too panicked about Adia. “He’s probably still in the cave,” said Doma.
Adia shut his eyes again. “Take me back, please,” Adia said quietly. His body began to shrink until all that was left was a human.
Doma stood up and stepped closer to Adia. She gently scooped Adia up and hugged him tight to her chest. She then opened her wings and took to the sky. Once Doma and Adia stepped into the cave once again, they immediately went over to Sustan.
Sustan was still locked to the floor. However, he was now writhing and groaning in frustration. Doma carefully looked at his eyes and noticed that they were no longer pupil-less. It looked like Sustan was finally regaining control. “What’s happening, Adia?” Doma asked curiously.
Adia stepped over to the boulder he had sat on when they first came to the cave and sighed. “He’s begun to fight for his own mind,” He said.

Several hours later, it seemed that the battle was finally over. Sustan was quiet except for heavy breathing. He had stopped thrashing and was completely still. Adia and Doma sat quietly, almost asleep.
“Doma…”
Adia sat to attention and Doma rushed over to her father’s side. She placed her hand on her father’s head to let him know that she was there. “Dad, it’s okay. I’m here,” she whispered. She looked to Adia for guidance. “I’m going to release him. Is that okay?”
Adia shook his head and walked over to Sustan and Doma. “Not yet. It may be a trick his powers are playing to get us to release him,” Adia said. He placed his hand on Sustan’s forehead and closed his eyes. After several minutes Adia smiled. “I think you can let him go now.”
Doma whispered the words to release Sustan. “Dad? Are you there?”
Sustan gazed warily from his parti-coloured eyes. “I’m back,” a stupid smile appeared on Sustan’s muzzle.
Doma laughed. Yes, Sustan was back.
Beware, there is... one swear. I didn't really think it needed a block for one f-bomb.

Oh your god I am so glad I finished this. It was meant to be some 5 page explanation of Sustan being crazy but it ended up being 9 pages xD I became really invested in it, I especially enjoyed writing the 'inner mind Sustan and Adia' part. I've been drawing scenes from this tiny piece of writing... goodness me. I'll upload those later.

Explaining spells!
I personally find languages really interesting, so here's an explanation of what the spells/commands came from.
Somnus: Latin for sleep.
Iungonai: Iungo is Latin for connect. Nai, when attached to the ends of verbs in Japanese, makes the negative form of the verb. So literally it is 'disconnect' or 'detach'.
Pario Convocus: Pario is Latin for create, and Convocus is a play on the Latin for convert.

If there are any Latin speakers and these are horribly wrong translations, I BLAME THE INTERNET. I only translate individual words, because translating sentences can really mess up the meaning of the original words, and structures can be very different between languages. So by using only single words I hope the meaning stays somewhat the same.

Adianaki, Sustan, Domarayne, writing and picture (C) Rachel Gidluck
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Man, he was fat AND crazy for awhile!

Awesomesauce. :D I love how you're linking your leave with the stuff that's happened and bringing it all back. <3