Author's Note: Ragnarok Not mine. It belongs to Gravity. Must I always repeat all that jazz? This was a little revamp of a school work I had to do. Hope you enjoy it. Cut down on the flames please. And yes, I know my grammar stinks.

It is in the middle of spring, sakura petals flowed soar through the air. An isolated island with a tower on it near Prontera had an air of solemn-ness to it. A young female, sturdy shoulders and slight muscularity shows that she was no caster and perhaps a more physical combatant, sat near the beach next to the dock as she scribbles onto a parchment.

To whoever that may have found this,

By the time you have found this and read it. My story may only be history, or something unknown. I believe and hope I am making the right choice of choosing this path…

My name is Tsuki, one of the two recognized paladins in Migard. There seem to be an unbalance to the world lately, as monsters became more wild and fierce. I was called a couple times into the capital to assist the situation. Several times Baphomet decided to pay the city a visit, and there was never no mourning after it leaves.

Besides the current problem with monsters, the problem I will be ending tonight is more important than anything in this world.

You see, I have a husband that I love very dearly. I cannot recall a day we were apart ever since we met.

I still remember how we met. I just became a crusader and the heavy armour was definitely not comfortable. During one of the missions I had to do with a party of strangers, we had to travel to Juno. Everyone was friendly there, and I didn't regret accepting this mission ever. Back then, I always hung out with this priest named Sel the most. He'd always made me smile somehow every time I curse at myself for making a mistake. Though no body minded, I suppose I had too much expectation on myself. A couple times I caught myself glancing at him. I never thought someone can be this kind-hearted. His smile always lifts the party's mood up. Speaking of which, he has the most emotional honey brown eyes ever. It reflects his mood, dull when he's upset, brilliantly glitter-like when he's happy. It didn't take me long to realise I fell for him. I remember sometimes when it's our turn to stay up to guard the camping site. I'd pretend I fell asleep and I can feel him tangling his fingers in my long blue hair. I still remember one of the first compliments he ever gave me was that he really liked me wearing my hair down.

When the mission was over, we gathered back at the cathedral and parted our ways. I didn't see Sel for almost a year or two. I missed him a lot during that period. I often caught myself glancing at the cathedral doors when I hear a loud chatter at the door, indicating a party has returned from a mission. Eventually I tried to forget about him, I even cut my hair which he said he adored it when it's shoulder length.

I still remember that day so well, the day I saw him walking down the aisle to the Bishop in order to report his mission completed. I hid myself behind the door and quietly just closed my eyes and listened as his voice flowing through the cathedral. He then stopped talking and I tried to memorize the exact tone of his voice. When I opened my eyes, I saw him standing right in front of me and smiling. Gods I felt so embarrassed!

He asked me to meet him at the little park at the West Gates of Prontera later on the day, and I did. We sat down and talked. He recounted his stories and how he became a High Priest while I admitted how nervous I am to go visit the City of Juno alone to seek for the last remaining Paladin in seek of more power. It felt so comfortable talking to him again, I couldn't believe it. It felt like time was frozen between us all these years and nothing has changed.

He then asked for my advice, and I quietly listened as my heart ached. He recounted how he met this girl and although their 'occupations' may be clashing; he can't seem to forget her all these years. He then asked for my advice on what to do. I lowered my head and sulked a bit, my now cropped hair falling in my face a bit as I told him that if he truly feels for that person, he should go to her. At least try doing so before giving up. I found him peering up to my face and then noticed that he was kneeling in front of me. Well I don't think I have to continue on from there. We were married happily; he didn't mind that I was more physically stronger. He often makes jokes that even though he can't be my knight in shining armour that's going to save the damsel in distress, he'll be the supportive and strong husband behind a successful wife's back.

But things don't remain perfect forever, they eventually fade away.

I believe it all started at that one specific attack from the demons that required almost all force of the church. I was nervous, because I've heard a lot of massacre of blood shed in this attack. I remember seeing a lot of wives who cried as they lost their husbands as they took shelter in the church. Sel and I are both at the front line. I was nervous for his safety. What if I couldn't block an attack for him in time? Or was too distracted and let something get to him? That night we held each other to sleep, to soak into each other's scent and presence before moving out.

To my dismay, I remember finding out that Sel will be in the support group of the hunters and wizards. It's unnerving to know I won't be near him, but at the same time I know he won't be in the exact front line, meaning he'll be safer there.

The battle was long and enduring, many lives was killed in front of my eyes. I didn't sleep for more than 2 days as I rested in the healing camps set in the front line. But I know victory or at least a momentary peace is in front of us. Baphomet was getting tired; this is a competition of endurance. A messenger came to my tent and told me that the support squad was ambushed by Baphomet himself and his children near the West Gates and a sudden chill was felt. I didn't care about what my comrades said as they tried to call me back. I whistled for my war mount and throttled full speed towards the opposite gate.

I'm not scared of dying, I think after the countless times death flashed in front of my eyes. I'm not scared. But I'm scared of being alone, and losing someone beloved. I was lost in my thought, scared that anything would happen to Sel. Suddenly my mount reared, I tried to grab tightly at the reins and forcing it to settle. When I finally calmed it down, I knew why it was scared.

The gate was practically a sea of flame, little Baphomets breaking the near by buildings while Baphomet roared a victorious cry. I felt my heart stopped. 'Where is Sel?' as I surveyed around the fallen bodies near me.

I felt my blood melted the chill I was feeling all the time within me. I can hear my own heartbeat as my blood boiled. Sel… it killed Sel? No, it couldn't of. I cried a battle cry and it caught their attention. The little ones charged at me first. They dug their scythe deep into my mount and it bucked. I used the opportunity to slide off the saddle quickly and pulled out my Haedonggum. Before the first little baphomet could have withdrawn its scythe out of the corpse of the pecopeco, my Haedonggum have already dug deep into its skull. With another cry, my blade glow an eerie light and a mark of the cross was on the junior and the crucifix was performed.

I heard another angry squeak, and lifted my shield just in time to block another attack from its brothers. I forced the little demon back as I have stunned it temporarily and charged at it, slashing a cross symbol at it, the holy cross shined and the demon shrieked as it was dissected.

I was breathing hard, my ears were roaring as I felt the Adrenaline rush going on in my body. I felt a blood lust growing in me. Rather a huge urge of demon blood spilled all over me. I growled menacingly at Baphomet as it made its children to retreat.

"You'll pay! You'll pay for what you've taken away from me!" It was a declaration of challenge to the demon high lord but I wasn't scared. I want it to pay for taking Sel away from me.

"All mighty Lord… please fill me with the power to punish this ignorant demon…" A soft glow enveloped my body and I gripped my sword hard. Baphomet slowly advanced at me and I stood ready.

"'Suki!" A familiar voice was heard from my right and I was suddenly snapped out of my trace. I looked and Sel was standing there, slightly battered but alive. I lost my concentration for a second and Baphomet took the opportunity and blown a ball of dark energy at me. Before Sel or I could have reacted, I took the damage full force. Before I passed out, I heard Sel running towards me and a familiar war cry of the hunters...

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-Kuroikaze