She had said one thing before she died.

"Find him."

Then she had died.

"No…" He had whispered, his hands shaking. Her head laid slumped against his foot, blood still spilling from the wound.

Find him. Find him.

Her final request.

To go find him. To go save him.

It was all that mattered to him now.

He had stood up, his hands still bloody, his neck still bleeding. The giant skeleton lay dead before him, right next to her dead body.

"Is this a nightmare? It has to be."

At first, he was eerily calm. It had to be a nightmare. They were supposed to have defeated the giant and gone home TOGETHER, basking in fame and glory. They were supposed to have become legends TOGETHER, known all throughout the land. They were supposed to have had a happy ending TOGETHER. Not this.

This had to be a nightmare.

It wasn't. The ache of the wounds and the shock of the tragedy were all real.

He had stared down at her body. It couldn't be true. She couldn't be dead.

But it was.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

The person he loved most couldn't be dead.

But she was.

And she wanted him to be found.

But he had been missing for years…He could've been anywhere is the world by then.

And she wasn't there to help him anymore.

Why did she have to leave him? He would never know.

But even so…

He had a feeling. A deep, passionate feeling deep within him that told him that finding him was the only thing that mattered now. It was her final request, and he wouldn't let her down. Never.

Looking through the crack in the earth at the rising sun, he knew, from this moment on, that someday, he would find him. And that day would be the greatest day of his life. He would fulfill her wish.

But…

He had sighed.

Would he ever forgive him?