Diz sighed as he put his hands together and leaned on the desk. "We didn't want to say anything. Better that way. Kalen you lost more then yourself when you fell into the dark realm. That mark on your arm will not fade over time. The leader of the organization. Jaxon. He is yours." Diz explained as Kalen thought about it for a moment before realization hit him. "WHAT!"
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