barukko wanders back into setos room as everyone splitts off with their opposites. he opens the room door as seto yells.

"gahh!!! why cant those two just leave me alone for once. jeez. Notch whyh?' seto screams again putting his head on the table.

"are you ok? barrukko asks placing a hand on setos shoulder.

seto jumps slightly

" i thought i said everyone out..." seto replys tiredly.

"everyone splitt off with their opposites and i had no one to go with cause your my opposite." barukko says pulling a chair over sadky. seto sighs." i forgot sorry" he mumbles gettting up and walking to his brewing stand.

Barukko looks around in aww to be able to take in the room around him.

"You made all these?" Barukko asks in wonder while looking through a chest of potions.

"Yea, what of it?" seto asks closing the book he was reading.

"Isn't it hard? This must have taken years of practise! I would never be able to do this.." Barukko wonders in aww.

" the only thing hard about potion making is being constantly interrupted" seto sighs as he adds some ingredients to the brewing stand.
Barukko sat quietly in the corner, watching seto intently. This however did make seto rather uncomfortable.

"Could you not do that?" Seto asked bluntly.

"Um, okay."
Silence instilled the two for a few more minutes before barukko spoke again.
"I understand why we're opposites now."
Seto stopped what he was and turned to look at his counterpart.
"What?"

"Your my opposite!" Barukko said. Seto rolled his eyes.
"Obviously."
"Yes! Obviously! Your smart, powerful and planned out! You know what your doing and how to do it! I however cant, I'm next to useless. But I know how to have a good time."

That struck Seto. A good time?
"You mean like fun? I know how to have a good time Barukko."

"No you don't! You keep yourself locked up in this room and shut out everyone. Even Sky! Who seems to be a superior!"

"Then what do you expect me to do. If you haven't noticed I'm an outcast from Thai society. I'm not welcome outside the castle walls."
Seto put his brewing stand on hold and sat in the crashed onto the bed to his left.
Barukko gave a confused look, Seto sighed before sitting up again and pulling his cloak hood off as well as pushing it towards his shoulders to reveal his neck.
Or rather,
The steel colour that was brimmed to his neck.
Barukko gasped.
"Wh-what!?"
"I'm the sorcerer of this generation. Every generation a different sorcerer is chosen from the slave camp. They will replace the Mage from the prior year. Killer the older one to make room for the new one. I was chosen this year by Sky with Ty's influence."
Seto shook his head.
"But no matter how much they wish for me to feel like a friend to them I'm just a slave. A good for nothin nobody."

Barukko put his hand on seto's shoulder again. Seto meerly shrugged it off and went back to his work, saying one thing.
"I don't need your pity."
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In so sorry for not updating! I had no  idea what to do. Kinda put everything on hiatus without knowing sorry.