I fell onto the step, gasping for air. Kero sat next to me. "You should have told me that the stairs keep going and going and going and going..."

Kero scowled. "I did tell you!" He wiped the sweat off his forehead.

I wiped the sweat off mine too. "I think I lost twenty pounds." I said.

Kero laughed. He then got up. "Common, we have a long way to go." He then surprised me by transforming. The wind blew me back, almost making me fall down the stairs. When Kero looked at me, I glared at him.

He grinned. 'Get on.'

I sighed and climbed onto his back.

'Hold on.'

"Yeah." I said as I knotted my fingers into his fur.

With that, he lunged forward. After a long time, we were at the top. I got off of Kero and he collapsed. He changed back and rolled onto his back, taking deep breaths.

I looked over him. "Maybe they should build an elevator." I grinned.

He smiled. "Yes... they... should. That... would help... a lot." He said, between breaths. He then sat up. "You are so lucky... you have... me."

I smiled. "Yeah. I am."

He seemed a little surprised by my response. "Really?" He asked.

I nodded. "Of course... why are you so surprised?"

Kero hesitated but shook his head. He then got up and held his hand out.

I took it and he pulled me up. We then walked to another wall, Kero put his hand on it and the crescent moon on his forehead started to glow again. The wall started to rise, just as the one at the bottom did. This time, I covered my face so that I wouldn't choke because of dust.

I then gasped.

The room was not only huge but the whole wall was covered with beautiful, intricate carvings. I walked in. "Oh my gosh..."

Kero walked to my side. "Isn't it amazing?"

"Who did these? Was it that artist?" I asked.

Kero nodded his head. "There's a whole story behind this."

"Tell me!"

Kero took a deep breath. "Well, Raakshya Ravun was the first queen of Raakshya. She was said to be very powerful and frightening but also very kind. She was loved and she loved everyone. The artist, Jaret Dryll, was one of the many people who loved her. He gave her gifts, lots and lots of gifts and eventually, people realized that he was in love with her. People started to worry that he was going to get her love and that was a bad thing because he was a peasant. So what they did was imprison him somewhere. They gave him large chunks of stone so that he could carve things, just for the sake of keeping him quiet. He spent most of his life carving and carving and carving inside a prison. Eventually, the queen found out and came to him, and he told her that he was madly in love with her. But he died soon after he admitted his feelings. She was horrified and thought that all of this was her fault. She killed the people that imprisoned him and decided to build the tower. It's sort of a reminder. A reminder that if you try to screw with love, you will one day be punished. All these carvings are the ones that he made. They used them to make the wall of this room." Kero turned around and started to walk towards a door. "The ashes of the first queen and the artist are inside here." He opened the door.

I gasped again. Inside were two large coffins resting side by side. Every wall was painted with a different picture. "These were painted by the artist's nephew, as a gift to his dead uncle."

"Wow." I said as I looked to the wall on my right, there was a woman. "Is that the queen?" I asked.

Kero nodded.

I looked at her. She looked beautiful. She wore strange, old fashioned clothing though. She had long black hair and her eyes were golden. She had a warm smile and dimples too. "You know, she looks a bit like aunty Seretha."

Kero nodded. "We used to tell her that all the time."

I then turned around and saw that on the other side was a painting of a man. "Is that the artist?" I asked.

"Yes."

He looked fairly good. He had red hair and a beard. His eyes were small and he also had a warm smile. His clothes weren't as rich looking as the queens, but that was probably because he was a peasant.

"Wow." I said, again.

Kero then took my hand and guided me out. He closed the door and then walked me to another one. "This isn't what I wanted to show you though." Kero smiled. "Are you ready?"

"I think I'm scared."

He laughed. "Don't be. There's nothing to be frightened about. But promise me one thing... don't tell anyone I showed you this."

I smiled. "I promise that I won't tell anyone!"

He smiled and opened the door.

I gasped, again.

Inside this room were a bunch of statues which were in a circle and they looked so real that for a second, I thought they were actually people. I then recognized one of the statues. "Kyrian!" I said as I ran towards the built, but old looking man. I looked at him. He had a straight and hard face, making him look fierce and scary. I carefully touched the axe in his right hand. It looked just as sharp as the original.

Kero grabbed my hand. "You've seen him already. Why don't you look at the others?" He smiled.

I nodded and let him guide me the statue right next to Kyrian.

"Meet Floria, goddess of earth."

I looked at the statue, the woman was beautiful. She had hair that was curly and carved so that it looked like it was being blown by wind. She had large eyes and a smile on her face. In her right hand were a bow and an arrow. In her left hand was a real leaf. The clothes she wore looked like they were large leaves which were sewn together. The clothes were so realistic that even the veins of the leaves were carved in.

"Next," he took me to the next statue, "is Seerian."

This one was a statue of a man. He looked much younger than Kyrian, and he looked very good. "Oh my gosh..." I said, when I noticed the ball of water in his left hand. "Is that actual water?" I asked as I reached up to touch it.

"Yes." Kero said.

I felt the cool water wrap around my finger when I stuck it into the ball of water. "Wow." I said.

"In the left hand of all these statues are the elements that they control. In the left are the weapons they use."

I nodded and stared at Seerian. He was slightly built and the crooked smile on his face made him look mischievous. He seemed to be wearing a strange armor that had textures which made it look scaly. He had short hair and small eyes. In his right hand was a spear. The head of the spear was designed in a way that made it look almost like the fleur-de-lis on the Quebec flag. Of course, the tip was much sharper. "He's your guardian, right?" I asked Kero.

Kero nodded.

Next was Rudia, goddess of fire. This goddess was a little different from the others, and that was because she had four hands. Her bottom left hand was on fire and her bottom right hand held sand. Her top left hand held a sword and her tope right hand held another one which was exactly the same as the other. "Why does she have four hands?" I asked.

"Well, because she represents fire and the desserts, and she carries two swords." Kero said.

"Oh, okay." She had long, straight hair that was tied back in a ponytail and small eyes. She had a look on her face that made her look tough. She wore harem pants and a top that only covered her chest, letting her belly show. I turned to Kero. "Would she be Chirpy's guardian?" I asked, remembering that Chirpy could play with fire.

Kero nodded. "Yes." He said. "And the fact that Chirpy can use the element of his guardian shows that there is a great connection between the two."

"Wow." I then walked to the next statue, well, two statues. These two statues were very close together and looked exactly the same, except on looked scarier than the other. The first one, Yamanan god of death, wore a long robe and had long hair. His face reminded me of Snape from Harry Potter. He looked mean, and bored even. His eyes were small, and he looked mad. In his left hand was a skull. "Ugh! Gross!" I said.

Kero laughed.

"What's that in his right hand?" I asked, pointing at the black smoke that floated over his left hand.

"It's darkness." Kero said. "You can touch it, if you want, but I doubt you'll like the feeling it gives you."

I touched it, and pulled my finger back right away, gasping at the sudden fear that filled me.

"I told you." Kero grinned.

I frowned at him and looked at the next statue. Vinon, god of life, was exactly the same as the other one, except, he had a happy face. In his left hand, he held an ankh and white smoke floated over his right hand. I reached out and touched the white smoke. I then pulled away, surprised that nothing happened.

"It only affects the evil." Kero said.

I felt happy that it didn't do anything, it would have been embarrassing if it did. "What would it do to evil?"

"It weakens them." Kero said.

"Oh." I said.

The next and final statue was Sky, the god of the sky. In his left hand was something that looked like a cloud and in his right hand was a giant boomerang. He had a warm smile and large, round eyes. His had short spiky hair and wore harem pants and a long shirt, which was quite similar to what Kyrian wore.

I looked around. "Why are these statues here?" I asked.

"This is considered the tower of Raakshya, since it was built close to the exact center of all of Raakshya. Our people believe that the gods and goddesses come to meet here when there is an issue."

I nodded my head. "You guys have a lot of beliefs, don't you?" I asked.

Kero laughed. "Yes, we do."

I then walked to the center of the room which had a globe on a table. I spun the globe, which seemed to be made of glass. "Kero, you said that there's a northern, southern, eastern, western and central Raakshya, but how does that work if the planets circular?" I asked. In my head, I tried to put the separate lands together so that they would for a circle, it didn't work.

Kero stopped the spinning globe. He pointed at the top of the globe, making a circle. "All of this land in Northern Raakshya, snowy and cold." He then pointed at the bottom. "This is Southern Raakshya, warm and desert-like."

"Wait... shouldn't the very bottom be snowy and cold too?" I asked.

Kero shook his head. "Our planet is positioned in a way which is different from yours." Kero said.

"Oh..." I said. That made a lot of sense, since I loved geography. "Continue."

With his finger, Kero made a circle around the land in between Northern and Southern Raakshya. "This is Central Raakshya." He said. He then pointed to the east of it. "Eastern Raakshya." He pointed to the west of Central Raakshya. "This is Western Raakshya." Kero then spun the globe around to show the back of it. There was a big chunk of land which was surrounded by water. "This is the outlands."

"The outlands?" I asked.

Kero nodded. "It's where the banished people go."

"Banished people as in the people who betray the goddess and stuff?" I asked.

Kero nodded. "Yes, and the bad Raakshyans. It's our version of a jail."

"Wow... that's one big jail." I said.

Kero grinned. "I'm sure if you took all the jails in your world and put them together, it would be much bigger than this."

I frowned at him. "Okay, humans aren't that bad."

"Sure."

I jabbed my elbow into his chest and he laughed. "So, what now?" I asked.

Kero smiled. "Next stop, the Raakshyan Graveyard."