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Too powerful to just die? What did the sprite mean? Bill didn’t know, but he had an idea. Without saying anything to Tom, he slipped through the floor and down to the ground floor. His body had been dematerialized which meant that they weren’t dead. They did have something, but they needed to build it once again.     And Bill had an idea as to how to do such a thing. He remembered the days when he was still dabbling in the magics. Before it started to take over him. He hadn’t realized how much of his personality was Dark. Once incorporeal, he didn’t look at another man. He didn’t really care about girls either,

All he needed was the perfect costume. Something he could wear, so when he entered the party all heads will turn to watch him. Bill huffed rather loudly and stomped his foot. He was at a costume shop and so far nothing interested him to the full extent of buying it. He meandered down the isles not looking for anything in paticular until he came across THE costume. Bill stared at it wide-eyed and gave a small smile before takeing the essentials off the rack and heading towards the cash register. It was a little while until he got home. His twin Tom, who was reading a guitar magazine, looked up and smiled. "Found the perfect costume?" He asked

Bill was in his room. He was counting to himself : " one brown, two yellows, three oranges, four reds… no… no… it's not right. There must be five greens… where is the fifth?! Damn it! Tom!" He screamed out loud. It took Tom a couple of seconds to open the door, and sneak his head in. Bill was pacing up and down in his room, chewing on his nails, like he would do when he was nervous. Tom looked around. He missed the mess in Bill's room! Now everything in his room was perfectly aligned. Bill used to make a mess every where he went, but after sometime he started to put things in order. Tom couldn't remember exactly when, b