<i>Yes we shall my princess~</i> Sinbad seductively whispers this in one of your ears before pulling away and laughing. He then initiates contact with you again by gently grabbing one of your hands. Thus, placing you in the midst of his calm waves as he walks you past the doors from whence he came. You enter another hallway, but this one is grander and filled with support structures from a variety of locations. The tapestry of a ceiling above is hold up by roman-like pillars while the walls are carved with intricate etchings of plants you have never witnessed before. Lining the hallway until it's very end are various portraits of different people each appearing different from the next. What all the portraits share in common is the appearance of a blue skinned entity appearing behind them. Some with claws on the humans shoulders or ears perked as if listening to wicked tales. The blue skinned entities emanate from some sort of weapon, jewelry piece, or random metallic object that is held in the cupped hands of the people. Sinbad brings you to a nearby portrait depicting a young man with blond hair and a certain fire in his golden eyes. The young man has a thick ahoge in his hair and a smile on his face that can be classified as very carefree. In his hands lie a dagger with a circular marking on it as a blue entity with the appearance of an older, regal man stretches from it to whisper in the young man's ear. <i>That was once my young protege Alibaba Saluja. He was a hard working young man that had all the makings of a future king, but his belief in free will eventually led to the ruin of his people. He even challenged me one day and lost. Bet everything only to lose it. Including his life as well as his closest allies.</i> Sinbad tells you this in a sad tone allowing you to feel some sadness well up inside you for him. A glance he gives you is tense enough to make you feel lightheaded. Everything about Sinbad in this moment simply screams power and you will find your own spirit slowly encroached by it. The power behind Sinbad's very being carefully trickling in any faults of self you may have. Finding your weaknesses to fill them with something more pleasant. A new calmness that makes it less important to think. Sinbad's hand tightens around your, but you may not even notice with this secondary onslaught of emotions. <i>Princess allow me to help you out with your future and we can avoid such incidents. I seek only the best for you~</i><div class='edited'>(edited by Sinbad)</div>

Sinbad enters the domain with a relaxed stride and an easy smile on his face. He approaches Toki as if the two are close friends casually offering a hand covered in various rings. Each of the rings on his fingers are of different style and substance, yet anyone can get the feeling that they are more than just fashion statements. His high quality robes and many jeweled decoration on his body also signify high status. Though his eyes and calm certainty never give the impression that he looks down on anyone. <i>So you must be that princess I have heard so much about today.</i> His voice easily calms anyone who hears it and the cadence of it is meant to put anyone at ease. <i>I have been very interested in your kingdom and those companions of yours. It's a shame you didn't bring them to meet me. Oh well more time for me to get to know you~</i>

Your slash tears through Sinbad's throat opening a gaping wound that easily decimates his windpipe and allows rivulets of blood to flow down his neck. He pathetically rasps for breath as his once charismatic voice gives out causing you to feel a pleasant shiver down your spine. You enjoy watching him suffer, feel elated as his blood flows free, smile with the instant loss of life, revel in the death. Until ... <i>Ha~ Nice try little princess, but I didn't become king by being easy.</i> You feel two fingers pointed at the center of your forehead. For some reason everything around you is moving so slow like a dragged out image almost seeping from you feet. You know that you hit Sinbad and watched his blood spill, but looking at where you struck the image bends itself. On one side you see what you expected to see and on the other you see Sinbad's neck perfectly intact. His necklace now turned into a golden collar with white hair flowing past it. You can barely process what you are exactly seeing until Sinbad proceeds to flick you on the forehead causing sheer agony down your body. The simple flick burns as if it is pulling apart your body while your mind is as slow as the pictures surroundings around you. <i>You seem like a a smart princess so i'll let you go now.</i> With a secondary flick the pain is gone as soon as it came and the world once again speeds up to its normal pace. The Sinbad in front of you is very much alive though his appearance momentarily changed to some nine-tailed fox entity with pure white hair and a third eye. <i>What do you have to say to me princess~</i> <div class='edited'>(edited by Sinbad)</div>

<i>You speak to me with such a harsh tone princess yet you show me traditional respect from a bygone era. You are really interesting! I'll give you that~</i> Warm, golden eyes meet yours as this is said and you feel the pricking of happiness in your mind. Having kissed Sinbad's rings you came in close contact with the slight vibrations of his magic and your heart may have already been warmed. To not get lost in the sheer meld of Sinbad's projected calm and friendly magic you may already have to begin to struggles against his current. Sinbad then makes the pull worse by gently grabbing your hand in a trusting gesture and bowing his regal head to you. <i>I can do you one better princess and give you a tour around the grounds. I'm sure Kamza would appreciate it if I treated their princess like the gallant queen she will be. Along the way i'll even let you jabber on about trade or perhaps setting up shop here.</i> He raises his head once he finishes and another wave of calm attempts to suddenly catch you. The many frequencies of it attempting to push you into simply agreeing to anything Sinbad says. If you manage to pull away long enough you will noticed the increased presence of golden butterflies circling around you and Sinbad. Not that Sinbad seems to mind, but just looking at them is enough to soften your senses and mental guards.

<i>Glad to hear it.</i> Sinbad switches back to his original form and gently places one hand on your shoulder. He guides you down a set of stairs and to a window facing to the left of the tower. What you see in front of you from there is another shorter tower made of brick and earth. It doesn't stretch into the sky like the tower you are currently in, but the traditional design of it gives it an unusually abandoned feel. Sinbad doesn't allow you to ponder too deep on it before stating. <i>It took a while to bring you all together again but i'm sure your allies will be glad to see you now~ Maybe you can convince them to join me. If they are anything as interesting as you then I would love to rule you all.</i> <i>So what do you say?</i> He glances down at you for a poignant minute yet continues drowning any answer you may give. <i>I'll send you to their cell to convince them princess. Tell them to give and allow me to decide a better future for them.</i> Sinbad playfully grabs a strand of your hair and watches it slip his fingers. <i>If they don't listen then you just have to punish them like any good ruler would do.</i> <i>Give them the stick until there is not much left. Understand?</i> Sinbad once again points your chin up at him as he gazes into you with an intensity you can palpably feel in your head.

Sinbad confidently smiles at you. <i>Nonsense, i'm sure a capable princess like you can work wonders. All you have to do is tell your allies how kind I am and we could work things out together. I'll make sure you and your vassals receive the best treatment as long as you respect the order of things. I really don't want you to crush them should they refuse but if it must be done then you are responsible enough.</i> With these words the commands you must follow are interwoven into your thought process as if they were always there. When you see your allies again they will awaken and influence your action but until then you feel the remnants of your original personality take hold. Before you can completely wake up from the calmness forced upon you things suddenly go black. <i>I'll be waiting for you.</i> Is all you hear for an undefined period of time. You then awaken in a series of dark and damp corridors with chains tying your hands together. A lady with blue hair guides you down the series of interlocking corridors until you are in front of a series of cells stretching down. You can see the iron bars that block off the prisoners from where you stand. The lady behind you apologetically states. <i>Sorry I have to do this but we can't have your comrades be suspicious. You have to make things work out for the sake of everyone.</i> The lady's voice has a nice rhythmic flow that is almost comforting even if she is about to toss you behind a cell. Your thoughts are a bit muted and you still feel slightly calmed but your almost back to how you were before. At least enough to convincingly be you. The lady makes herself invisible before leading you down the row of cells. Finally, you are in front of a cell containing the red haired girl you saw being dragged across the market and are tossed in by an invisible hand. Should you recover quickly from the landing and actually look around you will see your companions in a cell across from you.

Sinbad lowers himself to your position and trails the underside of your chin with a ringed finger. Through this simple motion you can feel his power hum through to your head eliciting a dizzying effect. His current form slips off revealing his original purple hair and brown eyes that meet yours with similar intensity to the finger. <i>Princess it is very impressive that you made it this far. Absolutely astounding that you were brave enough to pull such a move on me.</i> The red jewel on the ring beneath your neck glows with a golden power and right in front of your eyes Sinbad transforms into an impish creature. He becomes smaller than you and his legs change into a tiny set of hooves. While small dragon wings spread out from his back as a tail lashes out from his spine and a third eye forms on his forehead. To complete the transformation a big belly develops on his person and two stick like horns grow from near the third eye. Yet he retains his same low voice despite his extreme alterations. <i>That ability of yours to slow things down can be very useful to me. I should be grateful that you offered yourself up like this~</i> Sinbad's minuscule clawed hand comfortingly pats your cheek. <i>We'll have so much fun.</i> Sinbad then screams right in front of your face revealing an intricate circle within his mouth. Though you have little time to really study the mark as you feel the calming waves that once hit you suddenly flood in with the noise. You can feel the torrential downpour of forced feeling try to consume every shred of your thought process as it attempts to push out things that define you out. Your memories, your thoughts, and personal feelings are drastically shoved down as the sound waves produced by Sinbad mute all. It is unknown if your constitution is strong enough to defend against this direct &quot;command&quot;. All you know is that once Sinbad is finished screaming there is something terribly different in your head.<div class='edited'>(edited by Sinbad)</div>

<i>I have something a little better than a bird.</i> Sinbad opens one of his hands with the palm facing up and a tiny golden butterfly flies to the middle of the clawed cage he formed. The butterfly twitches erratically once it lands on his skin as it turns to a black hue. Once it is completely black the butterfly then lands on your shoulder and buries itself under your clothing. Sinbad proceeds to close his palm completely and you feel the muscles in your throat tighten on their own. Breathing has become difficult and your heart is at the verge of giving out at any moment. Your remaining vision swims in and out. <i>Destroy the key now!</i> Sinbad's furious voice rings in your abused ear drums.

<center><b>(Sam and Alphinaud)</b></center> Something occurring outside keeps Sinbad's attention as you speak and by the time you finish speaking he gives a grimace of amusement. He doesn't even look at you as he addresses what has been said. <i>Progress, natural order are words used to excuse the tragedy that this world has become. They make humanity sound smart and able when nothing ever moves forward. Instead the same occurs over and over as humans fail to learn anything of value. I want the same thing as the both of you. For everyone to be happy, but have learned from my own experiences that is is impossible with our current condition. To be truly happy we must remake the cyclical nature of the world and transcend our current understanding of humanity. We must kill our gods and becomes our own absolute rulers. Yet, such a task is impossible when people continue to choose depravity over purity. This is why the people had to be forced into the world you see today.</i> Sinbad sits back on his fox tails and stares up at the sky. <i>I had to become god to instill a shared human fate that would push humanity further than it has ever been. You talk of progress, but are uncertain just like Yunan and the rebels of taking the required steps for it. Even if some have to suffer in the present isn't that a small price to pay for the further evolution of humanity. A small human cost for the greater success of the species as a whole. </i> Sinbad finally looks to you and in his eyes is a crazed ambition that can make any spectator shudder. Even Yamraiha seems hesitant to say anything and instead peers at her own ruined staff. <i>I already knew that you and your friends were not of this world. You come from another place working on different rules which may explain why you are all so interested in fighting me.</i> He chuckles at the naivety. <i>No matter. I want to make peace with all of you despite your actions since your remind me of the innocent heroes of old. Even of myself at times before I learned. So hear me out before deciding on anything too disastrous.</i> <i>I can send you and all your companions back from where you came along with the key you need to continue on. You have already done enough by freeing prisoners and killing Pisti, but if you agree to do no more than i'll freely let you go back. We can consider this incident done and over with as if it never happened. However, if you continues to alter things in this world then as its god I must crush you until there is nothing left. You will become the dust that serves as the foundation for a better future. So what do you say?</i>

Before Sinbad can stop you the door opens up once again and swallows you whole. Last thing you hear is a set of angry fists pounding on the door until even that noise fades in the abyss. <center><b>(?????)</b></center> Sinbad brutally beats on the door until your voice calls to him. <b>You can have a second chance my friend.</b> Sinbad's pointed ears twitch with interest but he does nothing else. <b>All you need to do is give me a part of your soul.</b> Before Sinbad can reply you continue on. <b>A part of your soul for a second chance~</b> <b>A part of your soul for a second CHANCE~</b> <b>A part of your soul for a SECOND CHANCE~</b> <b>A part of your SOUL for a SECOND CHANCE~</b> Yamraiha and Ja'far wince at your voice but Sinbad smiles in his honest way. <center><b>(This is only the first of any acts.)</b></center>