Fandom: Saint Seiya

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Warning: Post Hades Saga

I didn't think I'd continue this fic with another chapter, but I realized that yes I can. What happened was that I had no inspiration.

I want to thank to my betareader Solar Knight Marie for her time and work in this fanfic.

Dedicated to all the people who marked it as a favorite, or sent me a review, I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as the previous one.

Shion felt the adrenaline running through his veins. When he participated in the holy wars, he also had experienced its effects go through his body during the bloody battles, but now it was different, he was faced with a great expectation, into the unknown, but without the threat of any attack.

The Tibetan desired to run, cry, and laugh, all at the same time. Dohko embraced him before leaving the thirteenth Temple. When he left his gold saints in the main room, he followed Atena and his courtship of bronze saints to the private rooms of the Pope.

His skin still felt the grip of the Chinese man, it was a brief moment, but the Libra Saint was very euphoric in his friendly gesture.

They had no time to exchange a conversation, it was only a greeting of courtesy, not the statement of a longing that both were dragging and needed to express.

Atena and he entered the room; when he was alone with the goddess of wisdom, she explained that her transportation would soon arrive. The Patriarch then decided to make a request and turned to addressed her according to his rank as subordinate, kneeling in front of her.

"Goddess Atena, if you allow me, I wish to ask you a question."

"You don't have to ask me for permission, Shion, you can ask anything and please do not continue to prostrate in front of me, come and take a seat with me."

They sat around a table decorated with an exquisite tablecloth next to a window with an enviable view of the Sanctuary. The Goddess then spoke:

"Tell me Shion, what is your request?"

Shion was still a little anxious, but he cleared his throat, sighed a little and made his inquiry: "I don't want to seem rude with my question, but why we were returned to life? ", he continued to explain: "that is, with the bronze saints at your side, it was not necessary to do so, they have proved their worth as Your true guardians."

"It wasn't necessary for me, Shion. But for all of you."

Shion was speechless when he heard that answer.

"Humans are unique and special, but they put aside their spiritual growth by worldly matters, such as betrayal, power, revenge, jealousy, or greed, that seduce them into their nets for wrong decisions. Understands this well, Shion, I don't judge them, I only take the opportunity that my father Zeus gave me by return them their lost time."

Atena explained that all human beings have a purpose in this life, and that her loved Golden Saints failed to carry out that spiritual transcendence for the evolution of their souls.

Shion was meditative, assimilating the words of the goddess; his reasoning made him fear that their lives would only last as far as the time that would take them to meet that goal.

Saori, noting the Patriarch's serious expression, guessed that thought and took him out of his mistake: she revived them so that they will enjoy their lives as normal men as much as possible, they'll live their days of youth without the constant responsibility of their obligations as warriors of a Goddess.

She assured him that the Moirae would be in charge of their destinies threads. These deities, according to mythology, spun, measured and cut the thread of life; therefore, they dictate how long their existence would last. It depended not on her at all.

The Supreme Head of the Sanctuary seemed to calm down with the response of his deity and finally requested permission to retire to his room. He actually expected to meet his student and his friend again.

Then something happened that Shion never testified before, their Goddess now seemed more human: Saori blushed and apologized for holding him for so long.

Shion quickly bowed to her, also feeling embarrassed, and told her that it he wanted clarify the current situation of the sanctuary and its occupants. Although the goddess wanted his knights to enjoy their new lives, he still had responsibilities and duties related to the functioning of the order, and the former Aries Saint thought that he'd enjoy it in the same way, for the sole reason that he likes his work.

Listening to his words, Atena smiled and wished him good luck in his reinstatement to the sanctuary as Supreme Head of the order.

Shion thank her, he guarded her towards the exit of the temple where Seiya was waiting for her. Seiya hugged Shion before opening the door of the helicopter for Saori and helping her in. Accommodated in their seats were the Andromeda Saint, Shun, together with his brother Ikki, the Phoenix Saint, and in a wide seat where the Goddess and Seiya seated was also the Dragon Saint, Shiryu.

Saori, as Mitsumasa Kido's heiress, had many businesses to attend and needed to return to Japan. After leaving them at the city airport, a private plane would take her there together with his personal court.

With the last natural light of the day, with a clear and full of colors reddish sky, Shion saw the ship heading towards the North, and, sighing, he headed to his room.

Inside, Dohko, Mu and the Aries' little apprentice, Kiki, were waiting for him impatiently.

The first to react was the Chinese man, who came smiling at Shion and embraced him with the same force as before. The Tibetan corresponded with the same spirit.

The child made a move to join the embrace, but Mu withheld him from the shoulder, Kiki understood the message. That meaningful hug was to be shared only by the Patriarch and the Libra Saint first, then there would be time for them to join.

"I missed you!" exclaimed both with excitement.

They laughed, then fell silent and looked at each other, then laughed again, harder this time. It seemed somewhat rehearsed, to do it so perfectly, in unison, it was even funny. Kiki ran to embrace both and jumped into the arms of Shion, the young Tibetan came and it was his turn to share hugs. Shion and Dohko had tears in their eyes, but they didn't let them escape.

No one spoke, but with smiley faces they moved slowly to avoid breaking the physical contact, or the magic felt in the air, into the living room of the Patriarch.

They had many things to talk about.

And then rest, if they made it.

The end?

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