Cyril couldn’t believe that Solution Quenya hadn’t worked. He had been absolutely sure it would have worked! But no matter, this next solution was sure to work. Cyril was very excited about being cured. Of course, his excitement was a bit inhibited by his excruciating pain. The sensation of ki burning through his body wasn’t quite as strong as it had been when he was a full powered Seraph, but it still hurt pretty fucking badly. But, anyway, Cyril whistled after making his wish and his ship overtook him. “Ship, activate Solution This Will Never Work.” The ship filled with an odd smoke the color of …opal? That’s weird. How is smoke the color of opal? Cyril wasn’t even sure how he had managed that, but as he took in deep breathes, he felt much better. Unfortunately, the effects of ki corruption were lingering. After some quick calculations, he realized he would need to throw himself in the damn Pool of Origins one more time to get rid of all effects of ki corruption. DAMN IT! Cyril muttered angrily. “Ship, go to the Pool of Origins!” Cyril growled. Cyril then proceeded to toss himself off his ship and into the Pool of Origins. Luckily, this would be the last time he would ever need to do it.
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