The winter cold had hit the continent of Aegisthus softly this year, but the warmth from the sun has reduced the fields upon fields of snow to patches. Rex leaned out of his window at his newly bought home on the edge of the city to see children playing by gathering what little snow were nearby to build a snowman. He brushed his crimson hair with his right hand and smiled from what he saw. Everyone seemed to be lively, despite having to restart their lives due to him and his comrades' choice. Still, life goes on and Rex still felt his choice was the correct one.

He reached for his right jacket pocket to pull out a slip of paper with an unknown person. The adult turned it over to find nothing on the back. Rex flipped it back to the front side and began to read it, finding the first few words to be somewhat insulting in nature. He overlooked this and began his reading once more.

Dear Stupid Rex

If you truly wish to ascend to the levels of greatness that your grandfather had once rose to, then you will do as I instruct and head to the ice cream show at one in the afternoon. Doing so will allow you to-

Rex stopped reading the letter as it continued on about greatness of becoming a true man and some reference of a caliber of manhood he had no interest in. Rex muttered to himself that he worried about the health of a certain man he knew and walked towards his closet. He opened the oak cabinet to reveal a metal scythe with a simple design to it but not in lethality. Rex chuckled to himself, remembering the first time that he held the metallic scythe that belonged to his mother who instructed either Zerva or Dyshana to have her son use in the event he became a scythe wielder.

Quickly returning back from memory lane, he grabbed the deadly tool and held it with his right hand before disappearing in a glow of light. He formed his now empty hand into a fist and lowered it back to his side as he exited the house any adventurous man would, the window. Thankfully for Rex's health, he was on the ground floor which meant he did not fall straight into the dirt and break something. He moved over to the sidewalk and proceeded towards the destination with thirty minutes to spend.

Fifteen minutes into his walk, he had diverted five times, four of which were to help multiple children in need, ranging from being stuck up a tree to building a snowman. The last was to help an elderly woman walk across a busy street and towards her home. Upon these small gestures of assistance, Rex had only continued in increasing his fame which is a matter he does not try and let get to his head. After another bit of time passing, Rex arrived at his destination to find a lot of red and pink all over the location.

The hero of Aegisthus entered the ice cream store and found one of the most interesting things about the walls being it contained every single member of his past crew as chibis. He paused for a second when he found himself with blonde hair with a version of Ellis to his left and Dyshana to his right. Rex pulled a strand of his hair to confirm that his eyes have not been lying to him for almost two decades and indeed found it to be a variant of red. He looked at the image for a moment as a flashback hit him too quickly that he could not process the details.

However, the things he was able to make out were a white longcoat, blonde hair nearly identical to the one on the wall in color, his family pendant and the sword of his fathers. The back of the figure was to him that prevented him from identifying the person but Rex felt he should know who it is. His head began to hurt from the information in his head, so must so that it started hurting. He placed his right hand on the right side of his forehead as if to try and stop the effect but it did little.

"Rex."

Hearing his name ended the pain in his head as Rex turned to find arguably the only person who could completely understand him sitting in a booth, Dyshana. To Rex, this is the first time he had ever seen Dyshana not wear her revealing piece. She had a black coat that ran down to her knees. His took a second to think of why when he realized that the image of herself on the wall made her seem like a scandalous type. He looked and found a letter that struck a striking resemblance to his own.

"So, you are the other person the letter spoke off?" Rex asked, taking a seat across from Dyshana.

"I assume you are correct." She said and the two traded letters. The only thing they noticed was that their names were different and Thoma being either named as a grandfather or by his own name. "Someone wished for us to come here for a reason." Dyshana said in a monotone voice which did not surprise Rex.

"Indeed."

Rex replied as a waiter walked up to their booth. The man looked at the two for a moment and at the wall which told Rex and Dyshana that they were about to be asked if they are themselves. Indeed to their prediction, the waiter asked both if they were the heroes of the world, more so to Rex as the image's hair is different. Rex answered for both of them, saying they are only two of the souls who participated in the effort and that you are nothing special. Of course, whenever Rex tries to make himself seem like nothing more than a normal human, it never goes that way as it only adds on to his fame.

"I'm sorry to sound rude, but could we perhaps have out menus please?" Rex asked as the waiter realized that he was holding them up.

The man handed both a menu but asked them what flavor they want. Both attendants raised any eyebrow as the waiter explained that it is Valentine's Day. Still confused, the waiter said that it is a holiday where two lovers generally spend the day together and enjoy themselves. Rex finally understood what the man was saying and looked at Dyshana who also came to the same conclusion as him. They asked why he asked for a flavor, to which he said that a couple get a free milkshake. Rex tried to explain that this is a misunderstanding and mere coincidence but failed.

In the end, they ordered vanilla shake and nothing from the menu. The waiter took the menus back and said the order will take a few minutes. Rex and Dyshana entered awkward silence between them as they tried to think of what to talk about. It had been one mouth since the world fell apart on itself and neither had said a word to one another due to being distant. Now, they each had interesting stories of what had happened in that gap but no one was talking. Instead, they simply listened to the chatter of other people in the building which all seemed lovey dovey.

"Soooo… how have you been, Dyshana?" Rex asked, breaking the silence between them.

"Fine… yourself?" She replied, surprising Rex with her question of how he is.

"Oh, umm, I just bought a new house on the outskirts of town and just finished moving stuff in. I work as a weapon's trainer to all age groups and have quickly become renowned for my patience and skill. Although, I do not think it would be possible if I did not have everyone we knew train me."

"I see…"

"You know," He began, turning his head to the window where children were playing in the snow. "I have a lot to thank you for. Not just for causing the events that would result in me living, but to being there for me when I need it."

Rex said as he saw Dyshana's gaze also turn to the children and her eyes could not hide what she was thinking. He placed his right hand into his pocket and felt the corner of an object just to make sure it was there. She looked at him and slowly nodded, saying that it would help in the healing of everything she had done to him and his forefathers. She also added that it would be one step closer to being able to understand everything and everyone with her heart. Rex simply smiled at hearing Dyshana's words.

"You have always been someone special to me. Perhaps it is because we share a connect that no one else can match with me being a Spirit Vessel when you bestowed it to Leonhardt generations ago."

"Perhaps. Rex, what do you remember most about your childhood?"

Such a question threw Rex off but he did not show it and said "Well, you, really."

"I don't care what you think! Rex is mine to take care of; I will not have Leo's last descendent become another Thoma! Do you hear me, Winfield!?"

Ellis shouted at Winfield with her staff pointed at the never aging gunslinger. Winfield tried to calm the High Elf who had just entered mother mode with a nine-year old Rex sitting on a bed, watching the spectacle that is a pissed off Ellis. Rex and Winfield both saw a glimmer of light begin to form at the tip of Ellis' staff and they knew what was going to happen next. With the speed of a pervert being caught at a hot spring, Winfield dove through a closed window and into the open yard. Ellis ran to the broken window and shot a bolt of light at Winfield who gracefully dodged it.

This act infuriated the elf who jumped out of the window in a fit of rage to beat the ever-living soul out of Winfield who processed to run for his life. Rex slowly walked to the broken window to see Winfield ducking and weaving past magical spell after magical spell. Rex asked himself if his grandfather was really that bad of a person. He took a mental note to ask Alberti later today about what his grandfather was like.

Seeing that his guardian angel with a temper had left his room, Rex got down onto the floor and reached under his bed to find a wooden scythe. He pulled it out and smiled at the forbidden weapon in his hands. Due to Ellis wanting Rex to be purely a swordsman, she forbid him from using anything but a sword with the exception being magic that ties in with swordplay. If Rex was not scared of what might happen to him if he said no, he would have thrown his training sword away and picked up a scythe long ago.

Still, the boy loved Ellis for being the one person he could honestly call his mother, even if it is not by blood. However, he did fear her wrath which evened things out. Rex readjusted his grip on the wooden weapon and gave it a few swings. On the fifth swing, the weapon got stuck on something. He looked up and found Dyshana holding the tip of the scythe with her right hand. Sweat began to run down Rex's face as Dyshana knew exactly what he was thinking.

"Fear not, I shall not speak of this to Ellis." Rex looked at the woman before him with a puzzled look, confused at why she would say this to him. "She does not determine the weapon you will wield in the coming years, you do." Dyshana explained as the young Rex took a seat on the floor. "Furthermore, you would suffer from not being able to use whatever tool you are best suited with. You are destined to be the strongest Raglan to ever grace a weapon, thanks to Leonhardt."

"My Great-Great Grandfather?"

"Yes."

"And from then on, thanks to you and Zerva, I have become one of the greatest scythe masters ever. At least, that is what everyone has told me."

Rex finished his retelling, getting a nod from Dyshana who remembered that Rex always trained with Zerva from that day onward after Rex finished his sword training. Dyshana asked if her style of training was too hard for him, remembering that the boy sometimes could not get out of bed from when she was done with him after the first day. However, Rex only said that he was glad for such training as it made him realize his limits and how to break them.

"Here you two are, and here are the straws." The waiter placed down a large glass with a vanilla milkshake in it and took out two straws to place them inside the food. Rex and Dyshana looked at it for a moment, trying to figure out why there were two straws. "Ahh, you do not understand why I did that, correct?" He asked as both customers shook their heads together. "You see, since it is such a lovely holiday, the chef ordered that all desserts have it so that the couple can share it."

"But we-"

"Enjoy, our saviors."

And with it, the waiter left to serve the others in the room. With the comment, nearly everyone in the room turned towards the sound of the voice to see Rex and Dyshana sitting in the same booth. Rex gave an awkward smile and waved at everyone while Dyshana simply sat there without any emotion in her face. Seeing that they are now being seen as a couple by the other consumers of the building, Rex decided that he needed to play the part and got out from his seat and moved next to Dyshana.

He expected her to say something but nothing happened. Rex glanced over at her and found a very slight blush on her face but so small he almost missed it. "So, what have you been doing this past while?" He asked and moved the food towards Dyshana.

"Searching." She said and moved the shake back towards Rex.

"For what?" Rex asked while moving the shake back towards her and holding the drink in place.

"A purpose."

Dyshana answer and placed her hand on the opposite side of the drink. The two sat there, trying to tell the other to have it. In the end, they gave up and took a straw on their side and placed it on their lips. Rex began to suck in the icy vanilla treat when noticed that seemingly froze in place from it reaching her mouth. He raised an eyebrow, asking if she liked the taste of the food. Dyshana nodded, commenting on how the vanilla flavor was so strong in the shake. Rex smiled at her mixed expression of surprise and delight.

Rex gulped his saliva and began thinking about what to do next. "Rex, it's now or never. Do it." He thought as he took his lips from the straw and asked. "Dyshana, what is the one thing you do not wish to happen to you?"

Dyshana took one last sip form her treat and answered his question. "To be alone, like Chaos. I don't want to become like him, grieving of the lost opportunity of Varna." Dyshana said, unintentionally reminding Rex that she is, in many ways, a goddess in both power and origin.

"I see…"

Rex told and rose up from his seat next to Dyshana. He took two steps away from the table they sat in and reached for his right pocket to grab an object. Rex got a hold of it and pulled it out to hold it close to his chest. Everyone in the building stopped what they were doing to see what the hero was doing. Dyshana looked at Rex's back, pondering on what the man was doing. She saw him tilt his head downward to look at whatever was in his hand follow by his arm tensing. A few ladies in the building began to look in awe at him which caused an unknown feeling to Dyshana to emerge.

Rex turned slowly to face Dyshana to show a small amethyst box in his hand. "Dyshana, you said that you fear being alone in life. We have a special connection that no one else in the world can share with me being a Spirit Vessel; we can read each other's minds if we so desired along with knowing the location of the other." Rex told Dyshana who quietly nodded, verifying his statement. "Out of every woman I know, there is only one who I truly could say I love." Rex said on got down to his left knee, gaining the attention of everyone in the room. "Dyshana, will you marry me?"

Every soul in the room looked at the cyan-haired woman who looked at him with a mixed expression. "I know nothing about marriage and life in one."

The eyes of the public then returned back to Rex who smiled. "Do not worry, I don't either. But, I am sure we will make it work, so long as we are together."

"Then… I accept."