It was the final battle. It felt quite real, but this was reality; every single step Lemiria took was zeroing in on this moment. Luckily, she didn't have to face it alone. Unexpectedly, she gained valuable allies; more than that, she gained irreplaceable friends. When did they become such an integral part of her? Perhaps that didn't matter in the end. She was ready for anything at this point, which was a good thing; none of them knew what to expect, but were confident and assured with every step they took toward the apex of the Grandeury.
The control room for the Grandeury's weapons system was especially grand, with a giant skylight in which you could see the Blue Moon. In the center of the control room knelt the so-called 'perfect' Ghaleon replica, coughing blood.
"I see. Your body couldn't adjust to the magic-based climate changes of Lunar, either." Leon lowered his head.
"So that's why you attacked the Scarlet Star Army," Lemiria narrowed her eyes. "You're a rather spiteful creature, aren't you?"
"You don't have to do this." Rex clenched his fists. "We can just walk away from this, you with us, and put this all behind us. We don't have to fight, do we?"
Ghaleon stood up, wiping the blood from the side of his mouth away with his wrist. His eyes had a crazed look in them, which was a telltale sign that he was not in the mood for a peaceful resolution.
"An existential crisis when you're so young?" Stella shook her head, crossing her arms. "Surely you can be more original than that."
"You don't have to turn this into a death sentence." Celsius' face showed concern. "There have already been so many deaths which could have been avoided. Please, don't make this any more difficult than it has to be."
"The time for talk is past." Ghaleon glared at his foes, standing between him and the destruction of Lunar. "If I, a perfect being, cannot live... then the rest of the world shouldn't live, either!" With that, his aura went wild, expanding to fill the room with a dense air.
"He's using Primal Magic!" Leon gritted his teeth, trying to keep his footing. "He's lost it! If we're not careful, he might bring the Grandeury down for us... along with us! "
"This is it, everybody!" Lemiria announced to her comrades, "We finish this, and it's all over!"
"You don't have to tell me twice." Celsius agreed, taking his fighting stance with his staff.
"Given that we need Stella's litanies and Leon's spell arts, I won't use the decompositioning field." Rex said. "I see that his magitech clip is broken, so that should be enough. Get him, you guys!"
"Let's give this everything we've got!" Stella smirked. "May as well go out with a bang!"
Dodging thunderbolts, ice needles, jutting boulders, and thrown flames, Lemiria lunged forward with an opening slash towards Ghaleon's torso, with Stella jumping up from behind her to deliver several mid-air spinning kicks toward his head. Ghaleon stumbling back, Celsius attacked his flank with his staff and pushed him up midair as Rex's arrows and Leon's Fire Bolt combined to strike him with electrified flaming projectiles. Stella pushed against the ground and performed a back flip kick to Ghaleon's spine simultaneously as Celsius hit Ghaleon's chest with his staff. Dipping her sword into a pool of lightning left over from Ghaleon's Primal Magic, Lemiria rammed him through the side of his gut and flung him toward another barrage of electricity, arrows, and rock needles from Leon and Rex.
Ghaleon managed to regain his composure midair, floating, while deflecting the oncoming barrage with a wall of ice, which prompted Lemiria to separate her blade and use the flaming sword to cut through the barrier by jumping up and stabbing it, but the ice shards had a mind all of their own as they rained down on Stella and Celsius, the former who managed to deflect most of them by spinning his staff. Stella then jumped up onto Celsius' staff, and he launched her toward Ghaleon, in which she delivered a barrage of mid-air kicks and punches, finally grabbing him by the collar and throwing him face-first into the ground. Getting up, he managed to form a barrier of earth to dissipate an incoming wave slash from Lemiria, who extended her blades thanks to Rex's beam attacks, but not before another Fire Bolt struck him from Leon's direction.
Stella picked up one of the boulders and hurled it toward Celsius, who then used his staff to strike it, batting it toward Ghaleon's direction, which he shattered with a lightning bolt, but couldn't see Stella coming up from behind the boulder and delivered a combination of punches and kicks ending with a knee strike to Ghaleon's throat, interrupting his ability to cast incantations. "This is the end!" Lemiria screamed, holding her two blades in her stance, charging Ghaleon. With a flick of his wrist, Leon aimed at Lemiria's swords, charging them with fire and earth. Meditating, Celsius emitted an ice breath while Stella cast a litany on Lemiria's swords. Finally, Rex shot a bolt of lightning at Lemiria's blades, and both were aglow with a silver energy as she merged them into one blade once again.
"Accept your punishment!" Upper cutting Ghaleon into the air with her hilt, Lemiria's hair flailed along with the force. Jumping up in front him, Lemiria held her blade over her head. "Finality Arts! Silver Moon Eclipse!" Time seemed to stop as the room became dimly lit, and a single beam of light illuminated Lemiria and Ghaleon as she proceeded to attack Ghaleon with a series of slashes, each causing more blood to splay across the walls than last. Finally, the sword no long was aglow in silver, but Ghaleon's wounds began to glow with energy as he more or less exploded, falling to the floor in a bloody mess as the lighting in the room once again turned to normal. Lemiria landed gracefully on her feet, as she stood above the dying Ghaleon.
"You... bitch...!" He gasped, spitting blood just from trying to speak.
"That's right." Lemiria solemnly stated, breathing heavily, attempting to catch her breath. "You can place your blame on me, and I'll take it. But that doesn't change the fact that I'm not responsible for your actions, or for you."
With a final sputter, Ghaleon stopped moving.
"All he wanted to do was fulfill the purpose he was created for." Lemiria put her fingers on Ghaleon's eyelids, and closed them. "It's sort of tragic, really... all of us just wanted to fulfill something a destiny, as well."
"That doesn't excuse actions, though." Leon walked up to Lemiria's side. "Even if it was to save Noel, I should have never betrayed all of your trust." He lowered his head. "This guy... because this guy was born, I was discarded. Trying to fill in the shoes of somebody else... trying to force somebody else to fill your shoes...!" Leon gritted his teeth.
Stella put her hand on Leon's shoulder, and shook her head. "It doesn't matter how you were born, it matters how you live your life and what you become. You told me that, once." Stella solemnly smiled. "You're right, that doesn't excuse actions. But none of us blame you for what you did. You did the right thing in the end, trying to save Noel."
Celsius shook his head. "I don't think any of us were necessarily forced." He shared his point of view. "In Stella's case, Nova adopted her, and she of her own volition wished to restore the Alkirk name to something even greater than seen in the previous several generations. In Rex's case, as he explained, his family has been obsessed with simply making money. Rex took it upon himself to actually work towards creating new inventions and products to help the quality of life all across Lunar."
"It may have been am unfortunate occurrence that Celsius became a test subject when he came to Lunar, but without that, he would have never become the Blue Dragon." Rex nodded. "For Leon, you've helped us out so many times during this journey. We all appreciate you. Your motives to help your brother were just, and you corrected yourself when you made a mistake. Nobody can fault you for being blackmailed by Powder and Amber."
"And in Lemiria's case..." Leon smiled at Lemiria, who finally turned to him. "When we saw images of the late Majesty Mia Ausa, I began to wonder. She would have never intentionally placed such burdens on you, her descendent. She instated several structural changes to the Ausa government over Vane for the benefit of her family, and it wasn't to protect her legacy."
"Then what was it supposed to do?" Lemiria asked, biting her lower lip.
"Her legacy wasn't to keep a high and mighty society to look down on the rest of the world." Celsius smiled, catching onto what Leon was saying. "It was to give a legacy of hope, to entrust that she didn't have to do everything herself. That she could trust and leave her descendants to watch her kingdom and her people." Celsius winked. "You've done just that. You didn't need magic in order to bring Vane back into the sky, into its former glory. You needed us, your friends, and your indomitable will."
"You brought Vane back because it was in danger, much like the rest of Lunar. We won, Lemiria, because you believed in the Four Dragons. You became something more than an Ausa." Stella nodded. "You became a Dragon Knight. That's pretty damn awesome, if I do say so myself."
Lemiria began blushing. "I didn't do it because of that... "
"We know you didn't do it for yourself." Rex scratched the bridge of his nose. "You're not selfish. You told Myriel to take the credit because you're bad at receiving compliments. If there's anything we learned during this trip, it's that you're pretty humble."
"Got me all figured out, haven't you?" Lemiria sighed, but smiled. It didn't feel too bad to have people who knew you so well.
"I'm going to set this fortress to self destruct by old-fashioned exploding." Leon said. "Its magitechnology won't ever be used again. Rex, come over here and help me."
"It's like a grand fireworks gala." Lemiria noticed, as the group watched the giant explosion of the Grandeury from the edge of the floating island of Vane. "The extra fire magic gives it a nice kick, Leon." She nudged him on the side, chuckling.
"What can I say? I'm a performer." Leon boasted, puffing out his chest. It certainly was a nice sight to behold.
"What do we do from here on out?" Stella inquired. "Rex is over there by the corner, hurling. Apparently he gets airsickness as well. He can't stay in the main Ramus building here in Vane anymore, obviously."
"He could always stay with you in Meribia, right?" Celsius suggested, popping up from behind. "That seems like a better choice, anyway."
"Where were you?" Stella was a bit surprised. Celsius insisted on leaving the Grandeury separately from the others for some reason. Nobody questioned him, but they certainly were curious. "Hey, that offer to have you come with me to Meribia is still good, you know." Stella patted Celsius' back. "Don't go running off, all right?"
"As for what to do... I don't know." Lemiria sighed. "They're probably going to try to give us a grand gala, but that's going to be a nightmare logistically because of the fact that Vane needs to be rebuilt. The buildings here for the past few hundred years weren't exactly ready for Vane to be jerked out of the ground, after all."
"Let's all take some time to think about it, all right?" Leon shrugged. "We had a long day. Let's at least take a moment to relax."
"Look!" Celsius pointed at the sky. Several scarlet shooting stars could be seen.
"Those must be the remnants of the Scarlet Star Army, retreating." Leon smiled.
"Thank goodness." Stella sighed.
Walking the familiar halls of the Magic Guild, Lemiria sighed. So much has changed... would she ever be able to settle in Vane, having explored most of the known world? She was already restless, just being here. In the short time that Myriel was acting guild master, everything seemed to run smoothly in Vane.
Without even realizing it, she found herself at the door of the Silver Spire. Looking around, Lemiria saw that nobody else was around. What happened last time...? Was it normal for those who were attempting to access the Silver Spire to end up in Althena's Shrine?' Where did Myriel go at that time? There were several questions. What was going on...? Lifting up her hand to the door, before touching it, she realized that once again it was trembling. She still wasn't convinced, was she?
Taking a deep breath, she promised herself that this was the final test. After this, there would be no looking back.
In a single swift motion, she grabbed the handle.
And she waited for a thirty second eternity.
"… Lemiria…" Lemiria's eyes watered at the sight of her mother saying her name. Sitting by her side, it seemed as if the antidote was working. Miralda's hand came up to touch Lemiria's cheek, brushing a few strands of hair out of her face. "Was it my imagination… or did you just save Vane, no, all of Lunar?"
"You always did have eyes in the back of your head, mother." Lemiria chuckled. "Apparently you also have that ability while unconscious." Lemiria shook her head, though. "I didn't do anything. I couldn't even save you, mother." Lemiria held her mother's hand to her face.
Miralda gave Lemiria a stern look. A bit surprised, as her mother had never taken a stern tone with her before, Lemiria didn't protest; she most likely deserved it tenfold. "Don't say such things, my daughter." Miralda admonished Lemiria. "You are you. What you've accomplished, you've done of your own means and strength… and your friends are your strength. Myriel and the others must have helped you."
Lemiria wasn't entirely certain how to respond to that.
"No single Ausa in history was great by themselves." Miralda continued. "They all had companions sticking by their side." She softened her expression and smiled. "Did you know that according to legend, the first Ausa was wed to the first Dragonmaster? Even back then, it was never a one-woman show, Lemiria. Somewhere along the way, this proof of friendship was washed out in the pages of history… but it always managed to come up again and again. Lemia Ausa couldn't win the Heresy War by herself. Mia Ausa couldn't defeat the Magic Emperor by herself. Lemina Ausa couldn't have won the War of Pentagulia without her friends' help. And…" Miralda's free hand patted Lemiria's hand. "I went on an adventure when I was your age, too. That experience was the most memorable time of my life, and is my most precious memory to this day."
"You did?" This was new information to Lemiria. Perhaps she was more like her mother than anybody had thought.
"That's when I met your father." Miralda turned to view the skylight in her room. The view from it had been revered by many generations of the Ausa line. She was in her sweet reverie, recalling her own adventure and her own world when she would travel out and about, and formed irreplaceable bonds with her own friends. And when she fell in love.
Perhaps Miralda wasn't able to accomplish what her daughter did, raising Vane to the sky. She didn't fight in any miraculous wars or fights determining the fate of Lunar. But what she was able to do was go on a journey of self-discovery and saw the world for herself rather than through a textbook. The Council may not have realized it, but Miralda was completely in control, and backed up her daughter's wishes to leave the city. Traditions meant nothing if you couldn't see why they were so important, and if they weren't important, they were fetters. The last thing Miralda wanted for her dear daughter was to be imprisoned in this city, a city desperately clinging to its last strings of dignity. The Council gave Miralda trouble also, when she went out to survey the world, and came back with money-grubbing bandit.
Remy Aerlan, the man who made a living being a con artist. When Miralda and her friends first set eyes on him, they knew he was trouble. Despite their best efforts to not get involved with him, Miralda and Remy always seemed to cross paths. When it came down to it, the one final obstacle between them and the key to the ruins of old Neo Vane in order to obtain a supposed ancient artifact was held by none other than Remy himself.
Before them was a game of chance, one which could have ruined Vane and all that it stood for. Yet Miralda accepted his challenge, a coin toss. The coin, unfortunately, fell to the edge of the cavern, and Remy went to see. Coming back, he gave Miralda the key to Neo Vane, and left. One of Miralda's companions told Miralda that the coin was facing tails, signifying Remy's victory. Miralda and the rest were confused.
It quickly became apparent what had transpired when they came back to Vane. There he was, sitting beside a casket. Remy's uncle, a previous candidate for Councilmember of Vane two generations prior, was forcibly retired due to issues with his health, which litanies could find no cure. With their funds eaten up, Remy took it upon himself to traverse the world of Lunar to take money from those who could not appreciate life, in order to give his uncle just one more day of life.
Remy passed Miralda by, whispering his favorite catchphrase. Meeting her changed him. Meeting him changed her. Her journey across Lunar hadn't changed the world, but it changed her own world view; how could she have been so blind as to the people in her very own city, their suffering, as the Council did nothing to help one of their own? There was much she didn't know. And it had to be this man to show her what had happened.
There was no way she could have apologized enough. She owed him everything. Even if she didn't ask for it, he was helping her every single step of the way through her journey, knowing who and what she was, never asking for anything in return. And it turned out that he was suffering the same illness as his uncle as well.
To Miralda, when somebody leaves this world, they should leave some sort of impact. Remy wasn't exactly a saint or a hero, but he was important to Miralda. More important than she could have ever come to realize if she hadn't met him. But he resisted, saying that she didn't owe him anything. That's when she repeated back to him his favorite phrase.
Lemiria followed her mother's gaze to the sky light. "You've always told me nothing but wonderful stories of how he was." It was quite possible that he perfect image of her father ruined all other men for her. Not that Lemiria would ever actually admit to entertaining the thought. "You and several other people have taught me that companions are the best things I could have ever hoped for." Lemiria wiped a tear from her eye, but she continued welling up. "Friends become your strength… and I'm certain that Vane is powered by the bonds that tie people together. Our ancestors have shown that again and again, haven't they?"
Miralda smiled. "This is why I never considered you a burden." Her voice got stronger. "I knew that you would be worth more than any other person who could possibly bear your burden. Somebody who relies solely on magic, or prestige, or entitlement… you are none of those. You carved out your own path. And you did it without ending up alone."
"You never gave up on me." Lemiria nodded. "There's no way I could ever repay you."
"It's not about debts." Miralda responded, twisting Lemiria's deep brunette locks in her finger. A phrase uttered by Remy so often during their encounters, and their journey together. It was never about debts. It was about one thing. "It's about love."
Walking down the halls of the Magic Guild, Leon felt far more comfortable than the previous countless times. For one, he didn't have to act proud, with hauteur. He could be himself. Certainly it was painful in the sense that Noel was no longer there, walking by his side, both of them cracking jokes about the other professors and students, thinking they had all of the time in the world.
These halls… walking alone was painful.
Stopping in his tracks, Leon leaned against the wall as a tear fell and splashed onto his shoe. Gritting his teeth, he ran that moment when Noel died over and over and over again in his head, through his mind, wondering if there was anything at that he could have done. Noel came with Lemiria and the others because Leon just had to go and face Powder by himself. Why did he think they wouldn't follow him? Gritting his teeth, he entered the room he shared with Noel, and sat at their shared desk.
There was a note in Noel's handwriting.
Reading the note, Leon was speechless. No snide remarks or comments came to mind, and there was no way he could be sarcastic. This was a genuine message to him, from Noel.
Elder Brother –
I wish with my entire being that there would never come a time when it is necessary for you to read this letter, but I've always been a tad over-prepared, haven't I? I wish I could put into words what meaning you've gave to my life, a life I never asked for. A life forced upon me, simply to be discarded. You never discarded me. Perhaps you smothered me a bit, but I would never be able to blame you for that, Leon. It was proof that I mattered to you.
I just hope you can realize that the feeling was reciprocated.
It feels a bit odd that when I stop to think about it, we never did sit down and have a real conversation. However, I do feel that we shared a deep bond, where I would entrust the future to you. For not only me, but all of the other countless replicas of Ghaleon which have been made, who died at the whims of a murderer. I was lucky enough to find meaning in life. And if you're reading this, I've found meaning in death, regretting nothing, being able to repay even just a small fraction of what I owe you.
Words cannot convey how I feel right now. But I can tell you that I'm happy.
Noel
"You're not the only one who can't find the words to convey how you feel." Leon clenched his fist, unable to halt the tears from flowing.
"Are you sure this is all right with you two?" Celsius bowed respectfully before Nall and Ruby. In a cart were several small children. "When I saw them in the Grandeury, I…" he bit his lower lip. After defeating the Scarlet Star Army legion in the bottom floor of the Grandeury, he took it upon himself to at least get the artificial dragons they saw out to safety by the escape pods, before finding the elevator to pick up Stella, Rex, and Leon. The escape pod landed somewhere on the shores near Vane, which he tended to after he got everybody out of the Grandeury. He couldn't leave them to be sucked dry by the Grandeury. Several of them had already died from the initial blast which wiped out the majority of the Scarlet Star Army, but there were a handful which survived. They wouldn't have if Lemiria and the others hadn't stopped Ghaleon.
"You did the right thing, Celsius." Nall simply nodded. "What Powder did was unforgivable. These children may not be real dragons, but they have a right to live. Nobody should be born just for the sole purpose of dying. I may have forgotten that over the past several hundred years, but perhaps that's part of becoming old." He tried to chuckle.
"They're adorable." Ruby chimed in. "I'll do my best to raise them with all the care in the world! Maybe even more!"
"Thank you." Celsius once again bowed.
"It must have been difficult." Nall noticed Celsius replaying the scene in his mind over and over again. "There are always going to be 'what-if' scenarios running through your mind. Ruby and I have had our share of those."
"It's part of being able to not make the same errors in the future." Ruby explained. 'If anything, you're a bit ahead of us in that department." She giggled. "You're already a fine adult, Celsius. I look forward to being able to be a fellow dragon by your side in any future conflicts."
"You're going to jinx it." Celsius sighed.
"Sure, we don't know how long you'll live, but more than likely you'll be all right." Nall grinned. Truth be told, Celsius wasn't sure if he wanted to live much longer than Lemiria and the others. Of course, he then realized that Nall and Ruby also had to live ages beyond their own comrades as well. "Being a dragon is a bit of a burden, but there are nice sides to it as well."
"If you say so." Celsius meekly responded to his elder. "I think I'm going to travel around for a bit. I'm certain we'll most likely continue to cross paths, you two."
"I'll get mad at you if we don't!" Ruby puffed out her cheeks.
"She really will." Nall shrugged.
Celsius chuckled. "Thanks again for taking care of the kids. Maybe after I'm tired of seeing the world, I'll join you."
"Wow, this really works!" Rex beamed, finally getting over his nausea.
"I figure if I'm good at healing litanies, studying up on pressure points couldn't hurt." Stella smiled, showing Rex the manner in which to avoid airsickness by applying pressure on his wrist. "I'm glad you're feeling better. I know getting sick isn't fun."
Ready to try it on his own, Rex held his wrist. "In any case, I can't stay up here. I guess I'm moving to Meribia after all."
"You don't sound too enthused." Stella commented, patting him on the back. "Do you want to stay up here that much?"
"Not really." Rex sighed. "Ever since we got to go out and see the world, coming back felt a bit… empty. I don't think I could ever settle down here again as I am now."
"That's most likely because you have a dream you want to fulfill now." Stella said. "After seeing Lemiria fulfill her dream, life doesn't seem quite the same, does it? I mean, you're the only one out of all of us to not under some life-changing dramatic catharsis, right? But you've been a great help to us nonetheless. We probably would have done more harm than good if you weren't there to let us know why magitechnology is such a dangerous game."
"I guess so." Rex puffed out his cheeks. "It just felt a bit too pathetic to say any of that out loud, myself."
Both of them laughed.
"In any case, why not come with me to the gate? I have a feeling we're going to be able to witness something rather special, soon." Stella winked. "Be sure to bring along your bag."
Rex tilted his head is a bit of confusion, but he knew better than to question Stella.
"Lemiria…" Myriel and Lemiria were a bit surprised to run into each other in the main hallway of the Magic Guild. Lemiria turned a little bit away; she had no idea what to say. She had originally intended to leave Vane without speaking with Myriel. She thought it to be best for everyone involved. "I'm glad you made it back." Myriel seemed unfazed, approaching Lemiria and holding Lemiria's hands in her own.
"Yeah… I'm back." Lemiria finally made eye contact with Myriel. She's as guileless as ever. She couldn't help but smile at her best friend's kindness. "I'm not staying for long, though. I was sort of hoping to skedaddle out of here before you found out that I had returned. You're a better leader of Vane than I would ever be."
Myriel shook her head. "Please, refrain from saying such things!" Myriel's usual smiling expression was replaced with one of frustration. "None of this would have meant anything if you hadn't gone out and did what you have done."
"Likewise, nothing I've done would have meant anything meaningful if you weren't here to hold down the fort." Lemiria responded.
The two stood in silence, as Myriel let go of Lemiria's hand.
"How are you able to open the door to the Silver Spire?" Lemiria found herself asking. It was the one question she wanted to avoid with every fiber of her being, but it was out now. Lemiria looked intently at Myriel, who also displayed an expression of shock and uncertainty. "I couldn't open the door to the Silver Spire itself." Lemiria gritted her teeth. "Yet I was able to make Vane rise up from its earthbound prison. I have no doubt that I'm an Ausa, but now it comes to you. Who are you, Myriel?"
"I am Myriel Deis Telka." Myriel simply bowed, as if introducing herself for the very first time. "Your best friend. That's all that I know, and all that matters to me."
Lemiria wanted to yell at Myriel, demanding to know the truth. If anyone knew the truth, she did. But Lemiria refrained. "So you're not secretly the real Lemiria Ausa, or my twin sister, or some sort of product of magic that somehow took the Ausa aura away from me? Not that you'd do any of that of your own volition…" Lemiria sighed, frustrated.
"All I know is that it's a miracle." Myriel nodded. "I had no family, and the Deis family name was given to me without parents. Glenn Tesla was kind enough to take me under his wing, and I was fortunate enough to forge a bond with you that is stronger than any other relationship that I have ever had."
"I guess I'll put up with that answer for now." Lemiria pretended to grumble, crossing her arms and turning to the side.
Myriel gave Lemiria a hug. "I'll continue watching over Vane, until the day you return to me and take your rightful position."
"We'll both be old and gray when that finally happens, Myriel."
Both of them laughed once again, their embrace refusing to end. Neither of them wished to say goodbye.
Standing at the transfer gate, Lemiria had a bag and little else. The sky was blood red from not only the explosion of the Grandeury earlier, but because the sun was about to set.
"Where are you going?" Turning around, Lemiria saw her four friends behind her.
"I'm leaving Vane in the hands of Myriel." She simply stated. But there was no regret in her voice; her face shone with confidence. "If this journey taught me anything, it's that I like freedom. I've seen most of the world, yes, but not nearly all of it. "
"That works for me." Rex seemed a bit under the weather, but that was obviously due to the airsickness. "I can't stay here, so I'm coming along."
"What he means to say..." Stella smiled, "Is that he hasn't nearly seen enough of the world, either After all, how else is he supposed to become inspired for his inventions?"
"I already said that I have no interest in becoming the Premier of the Guild, so I'm out of here." Leon crossed his arms. "Besides, I don't know if my body's stable. I may as well go out and enjoy myself if my life's going to be short. A morbid thought, but I'm not going to regret my life like our last enemy did."
"You know that my place belongs besides you, ever since you saved me from those scientists." Celsius chuckled. "I'm not going anywhere without you."
"That leaves you not giving me a reason." Lemiria looked at Stella.
"Easy. Because I want to." Stella shrugged. "It's not my fault I happen to be more honest than these guys here."
Everybody laughed.
"Well, then, how about a new adventure?" Lemiria suggested.
Leon grinned. "Do you even have to ask?"
Author's Note: Thank you for reading this to the very end! As a fan of Lunar, I hope I presented a story which honors the Lunar tradition and can be enjoyed. I do realize there are a couple of details which could lead to a follow-up story but as it is right now, Lemiria's story is over. In any case, I do hope you were able to enjoy this story, and once again, thank you for reading.
