The flood lights on the high ceiling illuminated dimly overhead everyone in crimson, just bright enough for anyone who didn't see well in the dark could easily observe the action currently taking place. Frenzied screaming surrounded the area, shouting in every other direction, all demanding fighting and blood echoing slightly in the underground location. Easily at least a swelling ninety five degrees, but nobody was distracted by the heat. As a large group of fully transformed Lycanthropes creatures surrounded two large all black wrestling rings, expect the ring which was a clear white expect the obvious blood staining them. Both were also covered in a large steel cage. Inside the cages where two participants inside both beating the living daylights out of one another. In one a Werecrocodile was currently pinning an orange and black Werecat down, but quickly was released after they were able to break one of their arms free going straight into its neck, which caused the crowd watching to yell either prideful shouts or curses. While the other fight progressing much faster, clearly a more one sided battle was already over as the rather heavyset Wereboar desperately submitted to the extremely built and muscular Weretiger that had in a hold crushing it tightly. As a particular Wereserpent aggressively slithered through the large crowds over looking everything taking place, with a sharp scowl on his face despite not being in an awful mood, but his appearance got everyone to step out of his way giving him a clear pathway when he was approaching the ring, as one the cages slowly started ascending upward as he effortlessly climbed up into the ring, going right beside the Weretiger who raised his claw victoriously, smirking while licking the blood off his paws.

	[color=f7941d]“We have a winner gentlemen!”[/color] Morpheus exclaimed with a over exaggerated yell hyping up the crowd once more, despite being disinterested as he quickly motioned for both of the contestants to leave the ring, quickly growing impatient as the Wereboar moaned laying on his side. Swiftly wrapping his tail around him and proceeded in dragging the Wereboar out of the ring as he was exhausted, not moving straight away causing him to be practically shoved out of the ring, as the crowd snickered as he flopped to the ground. As Morpheus wasted no time to going to the other ring on the other side watching the next fight wrapping up, seeing the Werecat landing one mixed martial art kick and punch after the other causing his opponent to stumble and lose his balanced, struggling being completely on the defensive, Morpheus counted down from twenty inside his head just quietly watching, as he knew exactly was going on crossing his arms unimpressed that it was clear to him who was winning the fight.   Drowning out the very shouts screaming to finish his opponent off. When the seconds passed, nearly everyone in the crowd made a surprised gasp expect for Morpheus who saw the action coming from a mile away, as the Werecrocodile waited for a brief signal of the Werecat wearing himself out, before smashing a fist straight into his jaw which would have been enough to knock him out unconscious but it was taken further as he swiftly spun around three hundred and sixty degrees, smashing his tail straight into his stomach sending him into the air backward and completely out cold flying head first into the cage.

	[color=f7941d]“I could sssee him ssstruggling, almost immediately, from staring into his eyesss.”[/color] Morpheus muttered quietly to himself with his usual lisped voice extending every S sound in his sentence. Hating the sound of his own voice, not that he could help it. As the caged started going upward, this night had certainly been an interesting one for his business that was beginning to thrive. Running this fighting ring every other night for the past couple of years. Not only was he going to make a ton of money from lost bets, due to two complete newbies from faces he hadn't recognized before. Had just defeated several opponents in a row. His crowds seemed to only grow in popularity, his profits were two hundred percent from this month alone. He approached the ring and got up the the Werecrocodile, who ignorantly didn't actually know who this Wereserpent was, with an annoyed boastful stance he glared when he stood up beside him his height was also getting him a little nervous. Maybe it was the adrenaline still pumping from his fight but he decided to shove Morpheus backwards with his tail as they rather talkative crowd suddenly when deathly silent.

	[color=1b1464]“What the hell are you doing on the stage?”[/color] He asked with a tone of superiority. In an instance Morpheus had become enraged, wrapped his tail tightly around his throat, forcefully slamming him down quickly wrapping him up entirely, squeezing the very life out of the Werecrocodile that helplessly started to choke immobilized, dominated from his tight grasp crushing his entire body. The Werecat regained his consciousness got outside as quickly as possible. While everyone just watched him, everyone staying silent, no one foolish telling him to stop. Morpheus slowly calmed himself down deliberately stopped himself from outright killing him as he wasn't even struggling anymore as he was flung out of the ring going over their heads collided into the wall. As the audience didn't speak a single word, as it was clear that nobody won that confrontation. Exiting with only a single present thought of wondering if his brother was doing okay, he hadn't checked on him within the hour like usual. Starting to grow worried leaving the crowd behind, as they started to chatter amongst themselves being eager for the next match. Going straight through his brother's room. 

	[color=f7941d]“Lazarusss?”[/color] Morpheus called out as could smell the blood. Hearing the sounds of eating, as an enormous Werebear with teal tattoos covering it was on all fours savagely tearing through the flesh of his meal laying beside him, ripping through it's stomach with his claws, then using his jaw and started ripping and pulling the other arm off the body. His entire body was covered in blood as it quickly glanced at Morpheus the moment he came inside and called his name, but went straight back to eating afterward. Slithering closer with his kindest looking expression, which could barely be called a pleasant face. Everyone was alright after all, he let out a sigh of relief watching his brother eating without really acknowledged his presence.[color=f7941d] “You always were such a messssy eater.”[/color] Morpheus said with a loud chuckle, remembering fondly how his brother loved all his stupid jokes, and even if he couldn't speak anymore, he was laughing on the inside...He was convinced staring inside the hollowed white eyes his brother was still fully conscious. Morpheus decided to return later so he could give his brother a bath, leaving his room, and was about to head into outside, he knew the crowds would grow restless if the final matches didn't take place soon, it was the semi-finals, and because the fourth had been well disqualified for personal reasons, he had to decide who would replace him for the finals. But he stopped before opening the doorway, seeing it swing open as the Weretiger that was apart of the last match, looking at him while stepping up towards him inside his room.
	
	[color=ed1c24]“I'm quite sorry for intruding, I'm not very familiar with exactly how this works. But I had something important to address. You run this place correct?” [/color]The Weretiger questioned, glancing over curiously at the large Werebear. Morpheus clenched his teeth slightly furious, as this room was completely restricted from access. But he did his very best to not retaliate seeing that they were new and already apologized, grinding his teeth trying to quickly suppressed his instinctive action to retaliate violently. [color=f7941d]“Yessss, but NOT here.”[/color] Morpheus hissed lightly, sounding very annoyed. Suddenly, Lazarus noticed the Weretiger and growled and let out a roar as it quickly charged at him at full speed. Catching the Weretiger off guard as it got into a defensive position. Morpheus whistled sharply making the Weretiger clutch his ears, sounding like nails on a chalkboard. Causing Lazarus to a sudden halt, stopping in his tracks only several feet away from the two. Weretiger lowered his defense with a sigh, as Morpheus shot him a vicious look.
	
	Seeing the situation getting out of hand and seeing how furious the Wereserpent looked, he immediately spoke out a defense before he could speak.[color=ed1c24] “Look I'm sorry, I reacted on impulse. I wasn't going to hurt your pet. You should serious consider putting it on a leash. So that it doesn't get itself hurt.”[/color] He advised as Morpheus just stared at him for a moment, something snapped becoming speechless for a moment, filling him with indescribable hatred. Recalling memories of the townsfolk calling his defenseless younger brother a monster while throwing rocks at his head while he sobbed. His face only showed an irritated expression. [color=f7941d]“Your fucking ignorance doesssn't excussse your disssgusting insult of my brother.”[/color] but his tone of voice indistinguishable from his true anger. The danger he was currently in was palpable as he gulped some fearfully, it even sent a chill down his spine as overwhelmingly aggressive. That despite never being afraid of anyone in his life, something about this Wereserpent scared him to death.

	[color=ed1c24]“Hey, relax I didn't mean anything by it! I just wanted to get money, and drop out of the tournament...just give me my cut for finishing in third like you stated before and I'll be out of your way.”[/color] The Weretiger explained trying to step backward for the door but the doorway was currently blocked off by Morpheus. He locked his eyes deeply into the Weretigers who knew something was going wrong but couldn't help but stare willingly into his eyes, not even trying to break himself out. Morpheus decided he didn't even need to use the orb for this foolish creature as he continue to glare into his eyes. Watching him helplessly look at him with a slightly fearful stare. Morpheus slyly smiled as his eyes glowed slightly as he started to speak in a hypnotizing whisper imaging something fitting in his head for this stupid creature that dare speak ill of his kin.

	[color=f7941d]“Yesss, lisssten to my soothing voice, and ignore everything else around you. You will become my ssslave and obey my every command. Becaussse your a big dumb kitty. Your mind is fading, you don't even know how to stand upright. You barely function, your just a ssstupid little kitty cat and I'm your massster you will lisssten to me.”[/color] Morpheus spoke out as the only reaction he had was a slight nod of the Weretigers head as his own pupils fade and his mouth slowly hangs open becoming mindless. Morpheus felt satisfied that he had finished brainwashing his subject, as he unwrapped himself quickly watching the Weretiger collapse to the ground, sitting on all fours, starting to drool with his mouth still hanging open slightly. Morpheus stroked his head, petting him as he started to purr looking at him with a mocking glare, shoving him on his back with his tail, as he laid there just staring up at him. Morpheus just starred to gently rub his belly as the brainwashed Weretiger just smiled dumbly and purred. While being seemingly unaware that Morpheus was moving his long tail was sliding over and around his neck.

	[i][color=f7941d]“You'll far beyond weaker minded than my brother. Just from simple observation, I'm not even certain if you'll ever break out of my brainwashing. Which you shouldn't mind too much, it allows you to permanently regret your decision. Alternatively, I could crush your windpipe at any moment, but maybe I could use a pet around here. Though you have become far stupider than an actual house cat. I don't exactly need something that's probably no longer housebroken.”[/color][/i] Morpheus mocked inside his head. Just considering how he should prolong his amusement, having an idea. Approaching the front of his secured room, with a giant silver safe like door, similar to a bank vault. Having to spin left and right for the right combination, prying open the door with his tail heading into the smaller room, with hundred of numbered shelves with boxes containing money, including several safes lining the walls of one corner. Connecting to his bedroom and the front where the crowds currently were. With a single currently closed window, where the money was usually transferred and kept, pulling out the twenty third box and taking the hefty stack of cash. [color=f7941d]“Come hither my thrall.”[/color] Morpheus called out getting the Weretigers attention, though struggling in merely sitting up himself upright, still on all four sprinting toward the door tripping over his tail face planting into the room, making him let out a short chuckle.

	 Taking the container while the Weretiger watched him, tilting his head in confusion. Putting it directly above his head, dropping it down, colliding on top of his head. Though having no reaction, remaining blankly staring not even looking as the money split over him onto the floor.[color=f7941d] “There'sss your preciousss money, why not take it? Didn't you want it? Well fine I guessss you wanted to give it to your massster, how charitable.”[/color] Morpheus commented sarcastically collecting the money and placing it back in the box and proceed to put it inside one of his personal safes. As he grabbed the Weretiger by its foot moving fast dragging him on his back taking him outside, while showing little regard for the Weretiger's well being  slamming him against several walls, soon showing him off in front of the crowds staring at the Weretiger doing absolutely nothing as it was being dragged on the ground. Hurling him in the middle of the crowd already growing bored of toying with something so pathetic. As the Weretiger lets out a kitten like mew clearly oblivious to his surroundings, some Lycanthropes snickered quietly. [color=f7941d]“Ssshows over, everyone out, and take that mindlessss kitten with you. If you want money, you may come to me over at the desk and I can provide you some asssissstance.”[/color] He commented frustrated and no longer in a pleasant mood. Closing his business earlier than usual calling it a night.

	It didn't take long for every Lycanthrope to grab their money. Most of them not even realizing he was manipulating almost every last one of them out of some of their cut. Leaving immediately, filing outside heading back to their homes without causing anymore trouble for Morpheus, cleared of everyone, as it felt extremely quiet and eerily empty. As Morpheus sighed in relief, glad to finally was free of all the damned noise, cleaning all the blood some the rings and spending an hour cleaning before feeling drowsy and wanting to go to bed. Going back his room, as his brother was fast asleep in the corner, he smiled on the inside and started cleaning up the mess left over, spending more time making everything spotless once again, using a damp towel to wash the blood of his brothers face and claws. Just listening to his brother's deep snoring while he washed him gently making sure he didn't disturb his slumber.

	[i][color=f7941d]“I promised I'd always take care of you brother, I love you...may you have sweet dreams.”[/color][/i] 
Morpheus thought in his head, often having long drawn out conversations in his very head. Skeptical that he ever dreamed about anything happy if he ever dreamed at all, after all neither dreamed of anything positive when they first changed, just usually having the some nightmares of their father dying and their mother abusing them. Stopping himself from continuing his thought process, trying to belief for being able to change both their futures someday, that's exactly what he started this whole fighting ring for, pursuit for something to hope for despite how often his own pessimistic views ate at him, expressing how meaningless it was. Those thoughts ceased every time he was able to just rest his head against his brothers chest hearing his heart beating was like a soothing melody to his ears. Just laying the wrapping himself gently around his brother, crying silently as possible, stroking his brother with hands. Staying by his brothers side for another couple of minutes before remembering he needed to check to see if he had gotten any mail despite the fact he never did. Maybe just a distraction so that he wouldn't have to sleep yet, feeling too restless.

	Genuinely surprised when he saw a letter inside this time, Morpheus doesn't hesitate to open the letter and within seconds he read what was inside looking in some confusion in what exactly the purpose of this letter was or who was it's true sender. Thinking for a moment, going to Tenebra? The continent of darkness and the living place of demons. He truly couldn't go so far away, without his brother. Would he place his brother in danger if he took him? His immediate response was to refuse. Being too risky, even the slimmest possibility of danger toward his younger brother was unacceptable.  Though upon further thinking about it, maybe was fate besides the wording of the letter made it seemed whatever wrote it wouldn't graciously accept noncompliance. Judging that their may be no alternative but to go to this university being an unexpected turn of events it was only draining his energy more. Diving into bed quickly as possible laying the letter on his nightstand, figuring he should sleep on it. Falling asleep only a minute after shutting his eyes, unaware of how truly exhausted he was. Getting further than usual, his sound sleep suddenly was disrupted by another nightmare causes his tail to twitch like crazy, shifting wildly throughout the night causing Lazarus to wake up briefly looking at him moving restlessly, standing up and walked closer right beside the bed. Laying back down and fell asleep again, staring to snore. Morpheus long tail gently wrapping around Lazarus causing his rapid movements to slowly decrease until becoming fully calmed.
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	Morning finally arrived, his choice was unmistakable and his decision was final. Morpheus already packed everything he could in the few suitcases he used for traveling, after wiping off the thick layers of dust. Putting up a closed sign, and writing something explaining his absence until further notice, putting it in front of his business entrance. Getting supplies for his brother as well. Putting a shiny silver chain collar around his brother's neck using a strong and relatively short leash. Having no other choice, not wanting his brother to get lost, or more likely slaughter anyone that approaches him. Locking his place up. Keeping his brother close by, changing himself to appear human putting on a black robe, and nothing more. Despite how much he loathed this form looking nothing like he used too. But mainly because his brother always gave him a strange look like he was feeling ashamed. Hailing at taxi to drive them all they way to the station, buying a ticket and quickly boarding the next airship leaving Batillus behind him for how long he wasn't certain. Waiting to arrive in the continent of darkness, Tenebra where this University was located. Remembering how much he hadn't flown in such a long time, feeling slightly sick for his entire several days of flight, at least he could a little extra afford some comfort along the way. Giving them plenty of space to keep his brother nearby and simultaneously away from most other passengers, Lazarus taking the flight surprisingly well. Finally they had landed, he walked himself out carrying his luggage and his brother outside. Letting out a long relieved exhale, outstretching his arms some, hearing his back making crackling sounds.

	Not remotely interesting in the sights, nor the looks he received. Going straight to his destination, some kind of courtyard he was suppose to enter hoping not too many people would be around to waste his breathe on, barely even paying the slightest bit attention to any of the passing structures or demons he passed by, just focusing on keeping his brother close who was getting a little ornery from be around so many strange things. He had never desired to go here, the smell was bad enough to make him sick. Discovering the alleged courtyard despite seeing absolutely nothing that screamed university appeared, from his perspective. Inadvertently charging through the gate, shoving rather violently from rushing but to the average individual one could easily appear to have greatly desired wanting the gate destroyed by ripping it off the hinges. Looking at the rainbow like colors of the various colored flowers in the garden that filled the courtyard with flowery scents making his brother abruptly starting to sneeze a couple times. Analyzing the entire place momentarily, before crossing his arms and looking disgusted.[i][color=f7941d] “This courtyard is too grandiose for my taste, frankly it looks rather appalling.”[/color][/i] Morpheus thought giving his first impressions, growing bored of admiring how suffocating the aroma of the flowers were. completely ignoring the structure that his brother seemed interested in, mostly just upset that he had to wait around. Wondering what was coming next...