Narrator: "Fast forward ten years from that story time. The boy Owen has grown up on the human land of Kelius. He is the son of a peasant blacksmith and has minimal education, but he still stands to take over for his father."

At a small street in the center of Kelius...

Bully: "(teasing) You want your money back kid?"

Kid: "(whining) Give it back!"

A bully is picking on a kid because he snatched the kid's hard earned savings.

Bully: "(teasing) Get on your knees and beg if you really want it back and MAYBE I'll think about it."

The kid does so, but luckily...

???: "Do I seriously have to deal with this again?"

A boy with some baggy clothes, has some muscle on his arms, and with a strange piece of metal on his back stands just behind the bully.

Bully: "(smirking) I'm not afraid of a loser like you Owen Guil."

The bully casually turns around and pulls out a large sword.

Bully: "My dad is a far more successful than a chump like your dad!"

Owen: "Good thing I left with this."

Owen removes the metal only to enter the form of a short sword after the pull of a trigger.

Owen: "Now you're giving that kid his money back."

The swords clash.

Bully: "I'd like to see you try!"

As the two kids clash swords, the gods are having a crisis.

Feaquil: "The bonds are weakening."

Pixo: "We can't hold them up much longer."

The bonds they placed on Soalious are beginning to fade after 510 years.

Xeoin: "We're running out of time!"

Floa: "We need to think and fast!"

Back to Owen and the bully...

Bully: "(exhausted) How can you still move?!"

Owen is perfectly fine as the bully is purely exhausted.

Owen: "All your father does is make his weapons look nice. My father is function over form."

The bully drops the sword and runs for his life, dropping the money.

Owen: "(putting sword away) I believe that is yours."

The kid gleefully picks up the money, says thank you, and heads to go spend the money.

Owen: "That's a job well done. Now to go tell dad how his Origami Blade works."

Owen begins to walk home, but the gods are still having trouble...

Bael: "Our powers were spent 510 years ago, we can't keep the bonds going ourselves anymore!"

They all continue to ponder how to solve it.

Jex: "We may have to entrust this to the mortals."

Wosen: "What do you mean? How can we give the mortals a task like this?!"

Preio: "We need to rekindle the bonds with emotion, but we have our powers drained just by keeping Soalious trapped."

Poxi: "So your idea is to trust mortals with our power as we let our powers recover so we may continue the seal?"

Feaquil: "That may be our only option, but how long would the seal last after that?"

Bael: "We cannot say, but any strength back is necessary for keeping the traitor at bay."

Back to Owen...

Owen: "Hey dad!"

A man sitting by a furnace turns around.

Dad: "How was the test?"

Owen sets the sword on a nearby table.

Owen: "Fast, lightweight, durable, it even stood up against a sword three times it's size."

Dad: "(impressed) That's all I need! With a design like the Origami Blade, militaries all around Isa would pay me for the design!"

Owen: "(sighing) Well you better make it millions if you want to sell this weapon to the military."

The dad picks up and analyzes the sword.

Dad: "Don't worry about it Owen."

Owen begins to walk to a room down a hallway.

Owen: "I'll be in my room."

Owen enters the room only to find a bed and the only other thing is a picture of an old man.

Owen: "Another person I stood up too."

Owen sits on the bed and stares at the photo.

Owen: "Was your story true grandfather?"

Owen continues to stare.

Owen: "If it is, we're done for. We can't stand up to the gods. None of the eight races."

Back with the gods...

Bael: "We must now separate a piece of our emotions from our souls."

After a moment of silence, eight orbs glowing different colors emerge from their chests.

Wosen: "Now we must wait for those that can handle a certain emotion emerges."

Back to Owen...

Owen: "Well if dad can get the Origami Blade to be a hit, we can finally leave the slums, like you dreamed."

Owen looks outside to find it becoming dark.

Owen: "I'll give the Origami Blade another test tomorrow."

Owen falls asleep.