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Watanuki stared out the window at the rain. After all those years since their childhood, and now… He picked up a photo album and flipped it open, idly flipping through the pages, watching as the three changed and grew, and as he stayed the same in looks as the other two aged with the years. There was a faint twinge in his right eye, and the vision blurred slightly before regaining its normal clarity. Watanuki sighed and walked over to a table where a small bottle of sake and a saucer sat. He poured some sake and raised the saucer in a silent salute and downed the alcohol swiftly. He poured some more sake and turned to look out the window again.
"Now," he said quietly, "now I am truly alone…."
A bell tinkled merrily from the front of the shop. Watanuki set the saucer down and wandered out to the entrance hall, moving with the smooth grace of years, his face turning cool and impassive.
"Welcome," he said, his voice reflecting nothing of his loss.
A young girl stared up at him. "Um, I'm sorry, but my body seemed to move on its own…"
His lips curled slowly in an indulgent smile that held no warmth.
"This meeting is fated, like all other things," he said.
And like all other things in life, Hitsuzen swept the new Magician of Space and Time into it's cold grasp, and Watanuki had no choice but to follow…
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Owari
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