The moment Hell had began to fall apart, Ezael who hand been wandering around lost in an attempt to find where he was had been taken to by mistake, had been pulled away by force to a place of safety, a place he had never knew, yet somehow it knew him. A place of darkness, the place known as Nox, the original coporeal form of their father soul.
With him, Kotah had also been pulled, the two brothers ending up together in the pitch black darkness of Nox. True, this could not be the same Nox that had been Koty's soul, as Koty was dead. But Destruction had been passed on, and in that passing so had Nox reformed itsself, not of Koty's soul, but of the souls of the two who stood upon it, the successors of Destruction themselves, Kotah Tyris and Ezael Tyris. Formed from the both of their souls the moment the force of Destruction and the memories and spirit of Koty had passed to them, Nox now brought the two here away from the danger that threatened them, or at least one of them. Ezael had been in danger, and due to his part in sharing the title, Kotah had been summoned as well.
At first very surprised, the boys soon felt the familiar connection to the realm that their father had shared and recalled through their subconscious memories shared that this place was the new Nox, that it meant them no harm, and that it was theirs for them to form and shape to their will. With this known, the two willed away the darkness and in no time at all the skies of Nox were brilliant violet and gold, a painted sunset with black grass that went on in every direction for miles.
Their spirit guides beside them, both Ezael and Kotah sighed and collapsed into the grass. "No luck?" The two asked in unison before Ezael shook his head in answer, "No luck. There's no sign of the Aralangs anywhere. However I did sense our mother, but... it was her and it was not her. I'm not sure what I sensed."
"I think I sensed the same thing," Kotah pondered for a few moments, "At a tournament I participated in. But it was faint, and it disappeared quickly."
"Face it. We have to give up. We're not going to find either one. Both our mother, AND the Aralangs have abandoned us. The both of them used us for their needs and then left us! Our mother left us to a virus that only wanted to control us and the Aralangs left us with no word or order from them whatsoever. We have to face facts. We're alone."
"I don't believe that.." Kotah said defiantly then sighed for a moment. "Our mother didn't abandon us and the Aralangs they're just.. ."
"Just gone." Ezael finished. "Even then.. what now? Even if they didn't, we're still alone until we find them with no orders of what to do, and without parents."
"I guess we should ..." Kotah paused a minute then looked up. "I guess we should do our duties... We are embodiments now... Even more. We're the Embodiment leaders. I'm just not sure what those duties are."
The both of them looked at each other quizzically. Neither had even the slight idea of what they were supposed to do as the Embodiment of Destruction. What had their father done besides getting himself sealed? Was Destruction even supposed to do anything? The both of them sighed aloud, lost more than ever.