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It was still a strange feeling for the millennia old dragon as his True Breath slowly left the body of his last 'child' to reunite with the essence he bestowed in his newest. Wiesen always thought he felt how the clockwork mechanisms within it stopped one by one with the coming absence of his being. As much as he hated to admit it somehow he dreaded the moment the last bit would leave Crook's form rendering one of his beloved creations again to only be scrap metal. That he again had to snuff out the free will and personality of another 'child' of his to keep living was already weighing down his conscience even as he forcibly overtook Kesst's being. What made it even harder to pull through was the fact that of his 12 clockwork children so far the red dragon was the first to ask important questions from his father upon their final meeting.

What felt like an eternity later, even if in reality it was a mere minute, Wiesen opened unfamiliar eyes that peered into two lifeless orbs of clockwork mechanisms embedded into the visage of an unmoving white scaled dragon that was still connected muzzle to muzzle with his new body. Even after so much time that moment right after changing bodies forced him to try to throw up from a nonexistent stomach. Pulling slowly away he swiftly used his new arms to catch the now teetering form of Crook and carefully laid him on the ground. It may now only be a lifeless apparatus, but still it had been his body and son for two hundred years. Opening the front hatch of both his and the white dragon's chest Wiesen carefully removed the Cog-ring from its former place to store it in the compartment in his new form.

Closing the chest plate of Crook again Wiesen carefully folded the unresponding limbs over it before closing the eyelids. With his 'son' now looking like he was just sleeping on the floor the red dragon sat back into the wooden chair Kesst had formerly sat in. Closing his eyes Wiesen began the task of completing his takeover of his new body by tapping into the essence he had given his last creation.

In an instant the whole experiences of his 'son' after their separation were revealed to him. He saw how Kesst was able to flee, how he carefully made his way to Newport and how he was rescued by Prince Malcom and a Friar Juun after being ambushed. He experienced the moment he met Thomas Severna and Sanmer Lemarre and how he nearly got killed by the crumpling jail as the University experiment leveled half of the city. Of his travel with Enarok and the others to the Valley and Jew Tribe and his own sacrifice to during the siege to save his friends from the Inquisitor.

Last he saw how Kesst regained functionality after his clockwork firefly found and restarted him and how he fled from the inn and was found by Sada D'Ahm and brought into their save house. Of the moment he was rejoined by his companions and of the ambush on them. How they escaped again and met with Princess Norienne where his damage was at last mended by the small trinket he had given the Princess. Of the moment they were attacked again and their escape from Newport with Norienne to get to Graddin.

Having completed that task Wiesen slowly opened his eyes and breathed out feeling now even more dejected for what he had done. "I'm so sorry Kesst for what I had to do", Wiesen said to no one in particular. "You have made wonderful experiences and even found friends that looked over your strangeness. You would have deserved to live."

A sudden voice that reverberated within his mind nearly made the dragon jump through the ceiling. "Thank you father. I would have love to too", the voice of Kesst spoke up.

Frantically searching around the room for any kind of explanation for the voice and finding none Wiesen even reopened the eyes of Crook to see if by error he somehow only changed places with Kesst. Seeing that there was still no life there Wiesen carefully sat back in his chair and spoke to himself. "How is this possible. There should be nothing left of him."

"I can't say myself", Kesst again spoke up. "But with what I learned from your memories, since you retook your essence from me, I guess that perhaps all of the experiences I made during my travel and the people I met somehow turned part of your True Breath into my own. As you assimilated me you couldn't retake that part. All my 'brothers' only lived for a few months before you had to take their bodies so they had no time to get their own personality or make experiences of their own."

Wiesen contemplated the point of Kesst thoroughly and after some time came to the same conclusion that that could be the case here. But that brought a bigger problem to the front. For the first time in millennia he would be unable to completely regain his True Breath that he gave to his creations. That could mean that his time within the new body would be way shorter than the other times, perhaps even months instead of hundreds of years. Luckily his plans were coming to a conclusion and if all went well even weeks would be far enough time. And that his son still lived, even if only within is mind, could become helpful in a way along the road that he had to take.

Seeing no point in further waiting and as this hitch already cost him some time Wiesen stood up and started his last task of dismantling the useless body of Crook.