Yhaovi arrives to Lumeria - the capital city of Rahphel, the city have two reflection into Yhaovi's eyes. Maybe this is the power of Yhaovi, he can see two reflection of the past or the present, from the outside of the city, Lumeria is a beautiful city with white building and the color is vibrant like one of the fabric that Wynria made. But when Yhaovi reach the town, the illusion crumble and the true is revealed, a town with destruction, the place for people to live can't be call house, it looks more like a shelter. The big castle Yhaovi looked before enter the town is beautiful and magnificent but when he approach, it look more like a pile of rubble. The city with the illusion of a beautiful paradise crumble before Yhaovi's eyes. 

"Welcome to Lumeria, the city of Rahphel the jewel of Hynigeous, well used to be the jewel of Hynigeous. Listen carefully Yhaovi, no matter what you do, do not reveal yourself as an author, the Emprerys order is really powerful and they can made you leave this dimension. This is Or's story so you can't interfere."

"Got it."

"Let's head to His Highness first, after we finish you can help the people in the town too. We will support you in the search for the medicine."

Yhaovi get into the ruin of the great castle and he know where is Yeon right the moment he step in the ruin but he has to calm himself down, keep his appearance as a person who gone to this castle at the first time. He keep on walking behind two heralds as they progress through the rubble path and reach the place believed to be the chamber of the king. Inside the chamber is the aroma of flowers and plant used to hide the smell of blood and wound, but the smell of all of those can't go away easily. To cure the king is impossible without the author's authority but if he cures the king too fast everyone will know so he has to start his performance. Yhaovi takes some of the herb from the bag he bring with him, he start a small fire on the herb and let the smoke run through every corner of the room. This smoke make anyone smell it fall asleep, Illua and Illya soon fall asleep and Yhaovi can get the job done.

"That should be done, is he good now Quil ?"

"He should be alright, you did a great job my author. But how do you know about that grass ?"

"You said i am an author right ? Before go to Hynigeous i took some of the whispergrass, never thought they could be used but i try my own luck."

"Anyway, you should stop talking now my author, there are still things to do, the king is cured out of Ugly Dead but there are still something left inside him can't be erase. It can only be taken out."

"I don't want to be a kind of horror film's main character. How about we make a guy who can do that sort of stuff ?"

"You know that beyond the limit my author."

"I know. Well let's get this thing done."

"So this time, i can prove that you are wrong my author, the future generation will not be like you, so in the end. I believe in my judgement. Before anyone awake, time for another story my author."

"Alright."

But even when Or want to turn Altoris into a paradise, no matter what he does, no matter how his wand shine the idea of a heaven into people's mind they still have their nature. Altorian is still having their greed and envy, even when Or give all the love, all of his heart, his wand shine with brilliant and gracious beauty. The Altorian still not listen, Or begging and pleading, his song is even brighter and the will is stronger, the will and the nature of Altorian rise and in the end they destroy the idea that Or create. This is his word:

"I tried, i tried, all i want is to lead them to the true heaven, a place even brighter than Kritias. Why they can't listen to me, leave alone Quil."

All of his tear, all of his pain, they have been torment him, the pain of existance, the pain of knowledge, the pain of imperfection, the pain of the rejection and the worst of them all, the pain of being powerless. All of those pain invade his mind, all the imperfection, all the dirt and disgrace he get rid of them but in the end, Altoris and the Altorian bring them back.

"Unacceptable, the idea i gave them, the wonder i grant for them, how dare they denide my gift. I am their creator, i am their author. I am Orchest - The author of Glorious. How dare them, then this time, everything will end."

But Or changed, his song is full of horror and grieve and finally, he break. All those pain he suffered, all those madness he been through, they didn't help him grow, those pains strike him and when they got him, they turn him into an Ender. All of his vision turned into darkness and i don't know when or where does he go the knowledge of getting the tool to make another version of the Quil. The replica of mine can speak and act with perfection but its power, it make me feel fear, the illusion come from the darkness and it isn't me but it look like me. Or used the fake quil to control people, with his nature, he can control any person as long as he wanted to.

"His power before he become the author was hidden maybe he doesn't know or maybe he hid it but for some reason he let me see it, his power, he connect everyone with a type bond. This thing make him look like a puppeteer, no, like a conductor, he control everyone like a conductor."

He finally turn Alterios into a souless paradise, the world only perform tasks under his command and they can't resist, they can't against his will and they won't against his will. And just for his method, Altoris became the true paradise, people don't die but their freedom is taken, they work as mindless puppet and Or didn't stop at Altoris, he wanted more, he wanted more worlds to be controlled under his command, all of them have to follow his command and listen to all of his decision.

"If they can't do it, i will perform this task myself. These worlds are my creation and if they not obey to me i will make them obey, if they can't listen to me i will make them listen to me."

"But that is not the way the author should act, an author create his art and then he let the art to grow on their own."

"Of course, the author is the one who begin worlds but how the worlds grow is depend on them not on the author. But Or, he can't accept ugly things, to him the imperfection is the worst sin, he want to change everything because of his pain and he want to make everything perfect."

Or decide he should fix every worlds and make them paradise but look at Altoris, it is a souless, there is no color or anything else. People live as slave to the author, even they can live for eternity, it is the heaven to Or but it is a purgatory to all Altorians. They don't have their own will and this is the limit, since Or abandon me to use that black quil so i can only return to the Dream Hall. In order to stop Or i need two things, an author who can accept everything even imperfection and the way to seal that balck quil.

"So you start to find another author ?"

"No, he found me. Lavern found me when i still in my spirit form."

Lavern during that time was eighteen, he was an orphan but he know how to enjoy the worlds, every beauty even if they were imperfect. Lavern knew he see more, imperfection is just an illusion that Or made, there is nothing can define perfection, it is just come from pride and narcissistic. Lavern can see more beauty, his mind is not fixed toward a person, he not admire just a person, the worlds is much more beautiful and he always sang about that. His voice is lovely and the same as his mind.

"So Lavern was a lovely person but why he became so distant ?"

"I think our story should end here, they are waking up but next story involve the Emprerys, the fight against Or and the end of Or. I want you not just listen to the story, i want you to learn from it too."

Emperor Yeon start to open his eyes, even called emperor, Yeon is a kid with white hair and his face is so innocent. Yhaovi wouldn't believe Yeon is the counselor of the Emprerys order but he is just so cute, Ilua and Ilya open their eyes and seeing the emperor make them happy. Yhaovi still don't know anything about the emperor but he still request to cure all the civilian from their current sickness.

"Thank you a lot, Yhaovi."

"My pleasure emperor Yeon..."

"Just call me Yeon, you save me afterall, i want to be a friend with you, not like i met a miracle doctor everyday."

"Well, i just want to help everyone."

"You know, you are diffirent from them, you don't have to keep your identity as a secret to me my author. You don't need to redeem for their sin."

"How did you know ?"

"I am the counselor you know. But your secret safe with me, you saved me and i know when an author descend with grace to save everything is the blessing to a world. If the enforcer or the other officer know, this won't be easy. So what is your purpose my author ?"

"I am looking for an inheritor but if i can't found one then this should be a trip for me to learn."

"To learn ?"

"It is never enough to learn."

Yhaovi stay in the town, everyone is happy and they agree to rebuild Lumeria, Yeon don't need a palace so they could make a town. Yhaovi want to use his power to help but Yeon just say no, he want to rebuild this world, growth it in his own way but Yhaovi still help him to make things flow easy as long as he didn't break any rules. Yeon is a nice king and everyone in Lumeria love him. 

"I know you always helping me Yhaovi."

"You are just so precious Yeon, you know how an author should act but do you remember Or ?"

"You are seeing his power, this body is because of Or, he cursed me and make me live in this immortal body but sometime an end bring meaning."

"I can't interfere with an author work."

"I know but i am not sad, at least i made friend with a new author. It make me happy, the Ugly Dead can't kill me but it make me disabled so i felt asleep make my children think i was dead."

"Ilua and Ilya is your children ?"

"I adopted them, they are lovely children. They were orphanage and they deserve a home, maybe Or is a bad author, maybe he is glorious like his word. This world do have magic but only few people can but i am happy because everyone with magic can live in harmony with anyone don't."

Yhaovi learned his new emotion, he know sympathy, he know happiness and that is a way to become a good author, even he lived for so long, he felt he is a newborn child. So much to learn and he felt happiness even he know nothing.