![]() ![]() He credits his newfound perspective to Xantcha and Ratepe-"two dear friends who sacrificed themselves to slay the demon Gix, close the portal to Phyrexia, and save my life. He claims he regained his sanity after all that. ![]() When I point out these mad indiscretions, Urza shrugs. Centuries later, it is still shrinking in its long collapse. That place, like any other where Urza had chosen to dwell, was decimated. No sooner had Urza left Serra's Realm, thinking himself whole and hale, than Gix and his demons arrived. Madness still haunted him, and so did Phyrexia. There he convalesced, but he never truly recovered. Tail between his legs, Urza retreated to Serra's Realm, a place of angels and floating clouds. Time Streams couldn't defeat a whole world and was nearly torn to pieces trying. Urza attacked Phyrexia-one planeswalker against armies of demonic monstrosities. His motive was mad, and his invasion madder still. In the mind of madness, Urza blamed Gix and plotted to get even. True, Gix seduced Mishra with promises of awesome power and in the end transformed him into a monstrous amalgam of flesh and artifice. Somehow, Urza convinced himself he hadn't killed Mishra, that the Phyrexian Gix had done it. It wasn't regret that later sent Urza on his own private invasion of Phyrexia. ![]() ![]() In repayment for all this madness, he became a planeswalker. In his rage to kill Mishra, Urza enlisted the armies of the world, sank the isle of Argoth, gutted the continent of Terisiare, and wiped whole nations from the globe. Their sibling rivalry turned fratricidal. Three thousand years ago, a mortal Urza battled his mortal brother. How can conventional notions of sanity apply to a planeswalker? Perhaps they cannot, but his madness began before he was a planeswalker. His very appearance is a matter of convenience, clothes and even features projected by his mind. With a thought, he steps from world to world to world. He has lived for over three thousand years. Measures of sanity among planeswalkers are hard to come by. ![]()
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