TO CUT A TURNING TAIL

75). GOODBYE

Something that should not have had happened has finally taken place. There are the robes of the six kyles excluding Kaila who gave their lives in the war. Finally, the lavender/white robe of their friend joins them.

Standing at the diverging point of the sewer are his six peers. Posing like superheroes. Jon slowly and sassily walks up to them, he doesn't look a minute older than he did at the age of nineteen. His hands in the pockets of his pajama. His robe unclasped and a hologram shinning in front of him. "What is this hologram, not another Shridgaar huh?" he asks. 

"Well, no. It is our past. We are born out of feelings, but how do feelings actually take place? They are born in humans, our feelings are extracted from certain humans, Lovi and Samantha say that after Lovi fought the ninjas, and Samantha was engaged in combat with Tridaily, they saw a glimpse of how they became the kyles and who they were in the past. In fact, they are the only kyles who have kept their names as a heritage" explains Kamaya. "Now let's see ours" he gestures to Jon to walk to them.

In a big opera hall, the environment of a psychologist's room has been made at the stage. Two men, one posing as a psychologist and the other as a patient are both singing a song.

"Hey, I don't wanna be in a relationship anymoooore" sings the patient. "Hey, you don't even need to be in one to be happy you know! Just go and tell it to heer", sings along the psychologist, 'heer' is her which the psychologist pronounces in such a way that it rhymes with anymore. Finally, the curtain comes over, a hologram appears over it, written on it is, 'Ann's twenty-five solutions.' Everyone claps. 

The show is over, Ann, the one playing the patient has changed his clothes and so has Hann, the one playing the psychologist. This one's a tall lad in comparison.

"Ann! Do you think I should change my name to Hen?" he asks. Ann laughs, "no!". They both have deep voices of men who have just left puberty, deep but not exactly orotund or hoarse, but somewhat juvenile and gaiety. They both look like handsome side characters from a nineties movie who could have been the leads if they were cuter or had better acting skills; they both rock side-swept pompadour. 

They are standing with their backs faced to each other, it is a dressing room obviously. "Hey, you wanna go for a walk, or would you straight forward go back home?" asks Hann, he is settling his brown tie at the moment.

Both the fellas are walking along an isolated road with forests surrounding them from both sides and their theatre's title board's hologram in bright yellow. Their brown blazers held over the shoulder; in those brown pants and caramel striped shirts, they look identical, or moreover the typical young low-beat office employees. 

"Hey buddy, what do you think about this entire phoenix thing?" asks Ann. "Well, I think even if they exist, they won't appear till the world turns chaotic. Or whatever". "Yeah!" agrees Ann like the typical side comic character.

"Well, I believe if we debate over which one of them is cooler, I think it doesn't matter which of them is how powerful. Plus, their ideals seem to be somewhat similar as well," says Hann. "Yeah!" he agrees again. "I believe debating over them would wreak another war" Hann chuckles.

 "I wonder if they would kill me for being a bad actor," thinks Ann. "Nah, mate we all do bad at times". Ann completely agrees to it, but he solemn gets the thought, "yeah, but I think anybody can be a theatre artist. It is not like anyone has stage fear or there are certain things you need to possess to be on the stage, except for a psychological idea of any character." "Well, but then these people don't become one, right?" consoles Hann after some thought. 

"Well, I know you didn't touch the topic about Phoenix for no futile reason! You don't care about the world! You just wanted to have a topic to talk about!" squeals Hann like a drunken boy.