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Max Stepped through landing gently on the other side of the door, his hand never left its spot among the door Handel as a steady glow emmited. The only thing keeping the door Visible, He let a slow "Safe hunting" be yelled through the door as he waited for Zevatch to come through.

The land was Barren, dirt and mud strewn about, as Dust filled the air with every gust of wind. It was a worn world, it was destroyed the evidence of the fight still apparent by the Dark energy that could still be felt, both Max's and Avens. After Zevatch came through he would turn and walk a few feet in front of him a broken symbol some washed away by the rain, the other half shrouded in the starry darkness barely lit by the pale moon. "Zevatch, this is were I seen it, can you feel anything pick up anything, I wish to know more about this symbol."

He would look up to the Dark mage maybe the first time ever he had actually looked to him for Guidance. Zevatch had always been the smarter of the two as was expected of a Mage of his caliber. Max almost had the Exitedness of a child about him as he spoke and awaited Zevatch's answer. "Anything you know or could tell me would be useful..."

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“It is better to reenter hell and become an angel, than to remain in heaven and become a demon.??"

Show no mercy Max was echoed in his mind, the Darkness speaking to him, Like he had a choice.

Standing at Maddox’s side Zevatch looked at the symbol with an air of appreciation and respect, both of which were really ever expressed so freely from a man such as him, but none the less he couldn’t help but be honored to at such a site. There were few mages who actually knew the true story of what the glyphs actually were, now upon seeing evidence of there use he could feel his body shaking in excitement. Even Soul Keeper shook in its sheath. Maybe it would be good idea to let Maddox in on the origin of Glyphs after all. He was just hoping the man would understand what he was saying, because the only thing he loathed more then people, was repeating words, it was one of the biggest wastes of time there was. Some might digress with this statement, but in Zevatch’s mind this was an absolute truth that could not be denied. He thought it through his head thinking about which parts would be most important to say, and which parts were unnecessary, and after finally figuring out what to say he spoke.

He stood up straight and looked up to the hallowed night sky that blanketed a still earth, and cleared his throat. “Not sure if you have ever heard of the term or not, but tell me what does Eden mean to you?”

Max thought his over in his head as it turned the gears rolling on. He looked back and forth between the man and the Glyph it turning over in his brain. "Eden" He said slowly, He knew full well the term, he was a fallen angel, no mater what world you were in Eden was known. "I know Enough I am a fallen angel Zavatch.." He scratched at the dome of his head as he leaned back and looked back to the crater.

"What does that have to do with This Glyph tho, I don't understand?" he asked truthfully. He just wanted to know what the glyph did and if it was possible to use it so he could let go of his foolish emotions. He looked to Zavatch a good long while. "This glyph was created there?" he asked slowly wondering how a glyph with such dark energy could be made in a place such as Eden.

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“It is better to reenter hell and become an angel, than to remain in heaven and become a demon.??"

Show no mercy Max was echoed in his mind, the Darkness speaking to him, Like he had a choice.

“Heh…” He sounded off. “This bit of Dark Magic, Eden? Hardly, but this is by far one of the most powerful versions of the glyphs I have ever encountered.” His eyes focused on the symbol absolutely mesmerized. Its dark aura even surpasses that of the sword. He figured it was back to story telling and continued. “This was not made in Eden Zevatch, but in hell. What you’re looking at is the very work of Lucifer himself. I’m sure you know by now, that this is no ordinary Cynner, also it might be best for you to know that this man is not of the human variety, but is either an angel or nephilim as yourself. No other could produce something of this magnitude.” Hunting this guy would be dangerous, and he wasn’t even sure how they were going to take on a mage of this caliber, but none the less it would be good for both of them to be as informed as possible.

Max walked back and forth walking around the Glyph. "Lucifer huh..." he tipped his head to the right before looking up.." This Cynner is an angel?" his interest peaked unmistakably now. He crossed his arms one over the other his mind racing. "I fought this man, and it nearly cost me my life, no doubt he is powerfull Zavatch..."

Max felt a surge of pain rush through his side were the cut was just thinking about. This Cynner wasn't as different as he had thought, Maybe he could speak to him, Maybe he could get him on his own playing Field. He looked up to Zavatch again. "Tell me more, tell me everything you know of these Glyphs I have to know the man I hunt.." Max tucked his hands in his pockets and leaned back awaiting the Explanation.

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“It is better to reenter hell and become an angel, than to remain in heaven and become a demon.??"

Show no mercy Max was echoed in his mind, the Darkness speaking to him, Like he had a choice.

"The world of Eden, as you well know is a plain existing perpindicular to that of earth. Now obviously Eden consists of two things, those being Heaven and Hell and every angel and demon that resides with in them. The Overseer being Lucifer and Adonai." Zevatch paused his speach and looked at the glyph a little closer before continuing."God, Adonai, whatever he was called then, had two daughters Hope and Emi. The two twins fought in the war between heaven and hell, and when Hope died, Emi sealed her soul into a symbol. It became the first glyph. Using the HOPE elemental glyph, Emi cast down hordes of Lucifers demon forces in battle. But Hell had it's own force. Mimicing as best he could, Lucifer created the glyph of DESPAIR to counter act Emi. Wielded by a Shadow Demon, Azmodon, Emi was killed by her own magic. Angered by this, Adonai fought Azmodon on the mountain of Zion, sealing his spirit in the glyph and locking it in great hall of mirror in the depths of the light realm. Afterwards, Emi was reborn on earth, the secret of despair and hope lost forever, only now mere legend. Glyphics became well known in heaven and used by mages who fought against demons. Souls of fallen angel and demon alike gave there power to the cause of this war in the form of glyphs... But as time progressed, Lucifer grew more powerful and eventually attack Earth, and glyphic's powers were limited greatly on earth and angels who had the power lost their strength on earth and began to die off..."

Finishing his long speech Zevtch stood idol waiting of a response.