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<span class="mu-i">With one mighty blow, the younger was stuck down,
the Elder's rage peaked- chaos all around.
He reached and ran a finger through blood,
smeared it on his brow- the deed was done!
He breathed and felt, this was his day-
he would feel Father's power coming his way!
But the longer he stood over the corpse,
he felt no different- no change, no magic force.
“What has happened?” to himself he thought-
“Did that God lie- what wisdom had I bought?”
And then he realized- it struck him quick;
standing over his brother, who life he had picked.
It was he had was the heir, the gift had been his.
That had always been the case, even when they were kids.
His brother had earned every thing that he had,
where as the Elder just relied on their Dad.
And then a ghostly spirit rose.
No God, but his brother spirit's spirit, with brownish nose.
“I am not angry at you, dear brother-” the spirit said.
“I had labored my life long, and now I am dead!”
“Please oh Spirit-” the elder pleaded,
“Bring your wrath on me, my penance is needed!”
But the younger's ghost only laughed,
“How could I punish you, brother? Are you daft!?”
“It is true, you cut my life short-
But what I earned I earned myself- it was a fair sport.
It was our choices that led to this- that much is true.
But know this, loved Brother, it was always I who was jealous of you.”</span>
<span class="mu-s">*PLINK*</span>
<span class="mu-g">”Oh dear, looks like I broke it. Right at the end there- I played a little too spirited. I am so sorry, my Lord. I know I couldn't possibly hope to replace such a wonderful artifact...”</span>
<span class="mu-b">"That's quite alright, Farro."</span>
<span class="mu-g">"Is my Lordship pleased?"</span>
>Yes
>No
