Epilogue

Roy and Obsidian sat across from each other, the steam from the train obscuring their window. Between them sat Azure's gunsword. The two had stuck together after the fall of the fighting arena.

"I can't believe it." Obsidian mutters.

"I know, it's not butter." Roy says as he spreads margarine on his toast.

Obsidian sighs slightly and pushes the gun to the side. "You know what I mean."

Roy follows the gun with his eyes and nods. "Yeah well, you were being depressing." He takes a bite, chewing loudly. "What're we going to say to her when we get there?"

"I'm not sure, but you won't say anything." Obsidian says.

"Why not?" Instead of replying to Roy's question, Obsidian gives him a dry glare. Roy in response chuckles and shrugs. "Okay fine, I get it."

"Silvia should have this gun though." Obsidian says. Roy frowns at the gun. Ever since he and Obsidian has found the weapon it had sat sourly with him. Azure hadn't been carrying the weapon, so where could it have come from? "I'm not sure either."

"And that man there?"

Obsidian's eyes flicker. "Someone I thought was dead long ago."

"I mean he's dead now, so you weren't entirely wrong!" Roy replies clapping his hands.

"I suppose." Obsidian says. Roy crunches on his toast until it's gone. Obsidian at the same time draws out his gun, and starts cleaning it. "We're lucky we avoided the news."

"You think they'll say something about Azure?"

Obsidian nods, running a hand along the barrel. "He's famous for being one of the best huntsman around. I'd say so."

"Well… good I suppose." Roy says, cleaning his mouth.

"Why say that?"

"Eh, people need to know, you know?"

Obsidian's eyes wander across Roy and to the obscured world beyond the window. "I know."


Viridian strolled down the halls. He was tired. He was finally happy to be doing something relaxing. He'd opted for the train instead of quicker travel. Viridian wanted a nice easy few days away from the massive drama of his standard being.

Viridian walks up to the bar and waves down the bar keep. "The usual."

"You've never been here before."

Viridian blinks and then nods. "Right I forget that bartenders don't have a hive mind, scotch."

The bar keep nods and walks away to make the drink. Viridian scans the room and sees a man shuffling playing cards with another man. The shuffler is a clear card shark. Not very good, but good enough to fool anyone but a trained eye. Smirking, Viridian walked over.

"Hey boys, can I- can I uh, join you?" Viridian asks. He knew that putting up just a slight stutter lowers suspicion. And as Viridian had expected the card shark smiled widely.

"Sure sonny! Pull up a seat!" The older man claps the cards together. For the next twenty minutes Viridian lets the card shark (whom he learns his is named Alfonso) play his little game. Viridian allows the two players to control the game, letting Drake (the intended victim) win the most. Viridian is about to make his move when the tv clicks on in front of him. Glancing over his shoulder he sees a woman in her early twenties, clearly a huntress with two swords across her back, leaning against the bar watching.

"You paying attention Viridian?" Alfonso asks.

Viridian looks around and smiles his most charming smile. "Oh yes, I'm-"

Viridian peters out as he watches the headline slide across the screen. "Huntsman Azure Požar confirmed dead!"

A lady comes onto the screen. "After several weeks of intense investigation we have confirmed after destroying a slave ring, the huntsman known as Azure Požar is deceased." The world seems to crash down around Viridian, his entire focus because the single screen in front of him. "It was confirmed by witnesses he fell victim to Cesious Vode, a serial killer long believed dead. We can also confirm that the famed Assassin and huntsman managed to defeat his final opponent, finally bringing the infamous murderer to justice."

"Oi, Viridian! You still alive?" A crass voice shatters the illusion and Viridian crashes back into existence.

"I… I uh- sorry." He mutters, shaking his head. He lifts his cards, hands shaking almost to much to hold them. "I need to go."

Viridian stands, turning to face the door when he sees her. Standing in the doorway is Silvia. Her face pale and drawn as her now red eyes trace the screen. Her mouth slightly ajar into a frozen no. Viridian knew with that one look, her world had shattered.


A small village sits apart from forest. Once close to failure, the town flourished. To the outside world, it was the same as any town. To everyone inside the town it was the same as any town. It was simple. There were no complications, no struggles, no conflicts, no strifes. It was quite day in and day out. And that's how everyone in town liked it. The town of Požar, named after its former protector, sat clean and safe.

They had a new protector now, one who was never planning on leaving. The simple life suited him. Allen Petal was happy. For as he liked to say:

"A wise man once said 'You aren't responsible for the world,' and he was right."

Authors Notes: Go and check out the sister story to this one by Stitches04! It's all about Silvia! It's great! This story is officially officially done! I'm thinking of having a short story for Viridian! But after the Silvia story wrappes up Stitches04 and I will be co-writing the sequel to this and their story. So keep on eye out!