Spineless from the start, sucked into the part
Circus comes to town, you play the lead clown
Spreading his disease, living by his story
Falling to your knees, suffer for his glory
Time for lust, time for lie
Time to kiss your life goodbye
Marvel at his tricks, need your Sunday fix
Blind devotion came, rotting your brain
Chain, chain
Join the endless chain
Taken by his glamour
Fame, Fame
Stinking drunk with power
Witchery weakening
See the sheep are gathering
Set the trap, hypnotize
Now you follow
7. Act of Creator
When my training was completed I went to Shanur, and I revealed my identity myself to Shanurians, they were slightly amazed as they were unable to trace me. They started trying their methods to torment me, but they didn’t know that I took a training in a virtual Shanur created by Arizel, there by telling lies she had taught me how to speak the truth and by telling truths she made me learn how to lie (Shanurians could never guess whether I was thinking a truth or a lie). After a long conflict I killed Zuveta and restricted the Shanurians within their realm and trapped them in a world I created Kryptil. Kryptil was a dimension which was once destroyed by the unknown evil power that used to follow me. Now Shanurians can't travel in other dimensions they stay in the one in which they are, hence can’t interfere with the lives of other beings the way they used to. Now only a good Shanurian can possess the old powers, there are few good Shanurians who have become my allies, they still roam in all the dimensions for the good of the universe.
I am long forgotten and no one knows me. I searched and searched for my fragments so that we could together achieve the same powers as of a Shanurian but I never found one. Wherever I roam people they react in strange ways when they see me. They think I am a Sysandrian about whom they have only heard about them from their ancestors.
Has he lost his mind?
Can he see or is he blind
Can he walk at all?
Or if he moves will he fall?
Is he live or dead?
I see thoughts within his head why should we even care
We’ll just pass him there
He was turned to steel in the great magnetic field
When he travelled time
For the future of mankind
Nobody wants him
He just stares at the world
Planning his vengeance
That he will soon unfurl
Kills the people he once saved
Nobody wants him they just turn their heads
Nobody helps him now he has his revenge
8. Cosmic connection
Now in different dimensions many groups or clubs have come into existence who know about me and many different secrets of mine but they do not share these secrets with their world. I have listened to both preachers and fools I do not take provocations seriously unless it’s about justice. Wherever I go I try to teach others what Arizel had taught me. Arizel told me in my biggest mission I won’t be alone whoever is she, one or many, machine or sentient, Arizel will be with me on that mission, I won’t be alone. Sometimes I lose trust and think that Arizel might be one of the Kilkanuks as she has tried to trap me in her snares so many times, by coming in some or the other form in my life. I get stuck in her web every time, it’s true till now whatever she did was for my own good, she has helped me to survive, I’m bruised but alive. Arizel used to say when all the secrets will be revealed everyone will be happy. Someday I’ll stand before her and she'll take me to the silent giver who gives without measure.
9. A broken promise
Despite Arizel’s warning, I married willingly. Next morning I woke up in a different world, and I was unable to speak. It was a futuristic world; the brave new world Arizel had told me about. It was beyond the Arindhara universe and had only one dimension, they called it the Toolshed. Nobody here knew me; I became a nomad I was happy, but I always wondered why Arizel told me not to marry.
PART 2