"The Lyrx weren't always a race of demons... They weren't always related to gemstones. We were just parts of the universe created to keep it together."
"...And so he returns, welcome back... Firekeeper Crisma."
"My warmth, my fire... I see... Yron, allow me to take control from here."
"Crimson, prepare to fire another ki blast. This time concentrate on the heat within my Ki and apply it to the blast."
"I'll see what I can do then."
Crimson raised his right hand again and prepared to fire another Ki blast. This time before firing it, Crimson held it out before his hand and it began to swirl with fire energy similar to the visual of Super Saiyan God's ki. But completely different in signature. The flames wrapped around it like a vortex. Crimson instantly fired it afterwards, this time as the explosion set off. Massive flames erupted around it.
"WHOA! I can feel the heat from over here. That's gonna cause some serious burns."
"This is what you meant by my true self... My real power."
"Correct."
Crimson and Crisma stood in silence, as Crimson shut his eyes, he powered down instantly switching back to his Ki. As his aura reverted back to the normal white color. He opens his eyes and instantly Yron noticed something.
"Fascinating."
"What's fascinating?"
"Perhaps you should look for yourself." Yron stated as he began digging into the ground pulling out what seemed to be similar to sand. With its hands he began heating it and quickly turned it into a mirror.
"Take a look." Yron held the mirror up to Crimson's face.
"My eyes... They're normal again."
Crimson continued to examine his eyes as they had shifted back to the original black eyes Saiyan's normally have at birth.
"It seems now that you have control over both yours and Crisma's Ki pools. Your body and features have acclimated to which Ki pool is set as the main source."
"Meaning, if I switch back to Crisma's my eyes will go back to being red again?"
"Correct."
"Well... This wasn't something I thought would happen. But I'm glad it did."
"Crisma... You've been quiet. Does something trouble you?"
"I've had a thought... That's been pacing in my head the entire time."
"Is that so?" Yron questioned.
"The one who claimed all the elements. The evil one. Who or what exactly was it?"
"I believe you already know the question to that one."
"...I was hoping that would not be the answer. But it seems none the less. The problem has resurfaced."
"Hold on, can someone fill me in here? What are we talking about?"
"Very well... 5 Billion years ago. When Lyrx were the father of the Merakai species. We possessed elemental powers used to keep the world within a peaceful and stable time. But the one you know as Astrala, is based off the original evil known as Ashala. Ashala took hold of all elements through the means of trapping one of each Lyrx within a large crystal known as a Cluster. When all seven Cluster contained each element, a ritual was performed that enveloped Ashala with 7 elements while only being one entity. This however had drawbacks... The clusters shattered the moment Ashala attempted to use the power. Causing a massive catastrophe, which took the elements from the Lyrx and placed them into the gemstones you know of today."
"Throughout time we were trapped in small see through cages. Watching time pass as we were unable to do anything. We watched our planet explode and the surviving gemstones were scattered through space. Moving with asteroids, comets, space debris. Till we eventually landed on different planets. That is where some of us landed on Earth. In which we took form through a race known as Glind's or what you call demons."
"So we slowly rebuilt, using the Glind's birthing methods. We managed to separate pieces of our self from the core gemstone into others of the similar types. We were finally reaching a stable time again. That unfortunately only lasted for 3,000 years. Before Ashala appeared once more. Badly damaged yet alive, it was apparently the amount of power he had was destroying his body. Yet he continued to use it, and for his last use. He erased every Lyrx and their gemstone except for the core seven. So that one day he could return, and continue with a new body..."
"It was 2 years ago that Ashala returned, this time taking a new name and body. Astrala..." Yron filled in, allowing Crimson to finally take in the information that was delivered to him.
Crimson sat down, processing it all.
"So what you're telling me, is everything we've learned about the Lyrx. Everything we know about them is wrong."
"Correct."
"The Lyrx race was slandered by time... Eventually leading to the true being buried."
"But all the times you'd take over, or I'd rampage... Why."
"I was angry, I had believed every host I had would only be used to fulfill my purpose... Getting revenge on Ashala. But it only made it harder... I've come farther than I ever have, and for that I am thankful."
Crimson's hair covers his face as he lets his head hang. Yet Crisma could feel him smirking with a bit of cockiness behind it.
"If Astrala is the descendant of Ashala... That just means you and I have the same goal."
"From start to finish..."
"We'll defeat them as one."
Crimson finishes Crisma's line, giving them a explosion of confidence and bond.
"You two seem to be much closer then before. I'm glad my services could provide satisfaction to you both."
Crimson pushes himself up and dusts off his destroyed god gi.
"We appreciate it. I'm sure without it we'd probably have even less of a chance of completely our mission." Crimson states with a smirk on his face.
"Of course, your chances of doing so were zero when you arrived. I'd say now you'd have at least a one percent chance."
Crimson's smirk instantly vanished at Yron's remark.
"I only joke."
Crimson took a moment before bursting out into laughter. Finally getting one of Yron's jokes.
"It's five percent at most."
Then instantly shut down by him once more. Back to his blank expression. Crimson stood in disbelief that he fell for Yron's timing once more.
"You really gotta work on that, Yron."
"What needs work? I can fix it within an instant."
"Forget I said anything..."