Chapter Twenty

The five men were glad that they were travelling Mille Seseau during the warm months. There were, after all, four seasons in this country: almost winter, winter, just past winter, and thank the gods it's warm.

It had just gotten to the 'just past winter' part of the year. They wouldn't need to buy coats.

Roxas was eager to step into the new city, and was dragging a laughing Axel behind him as he struggled to run ahead to see everything. Lately, he'd just been feeling like he wanted to see everything there was to see, get a feel for everything around him. And, he didn't want to wait for anything.

So, Axel just laughing as he held Roxas back was very annoying to the blond.

But, eventually, they made it in the gates. Xigbar and Lexaeus decided to rummage around the shops, to stock up on supplies they might need for the colder area. Zexion mumbled something about the largest library in Endiness, and excused himself from the group at about the same time. Axel just smiled and put his arm around Roxas's shoulders. "Guess that leaves you and me to find out about the third moon object, huh?"

Roxas shrugged. "As long as I get to see the whole city, whatever," he said as he wrapped his arm around Axel's waist.

They walked around the main plaza for a while, and then Axel asked, "Roxas? Do you think I have a girly figure?"

Roxas shook his head. "I think you're as manly as they come, Ax," he said.

Axel let the subject drop. Asking Roxas was stupid anyway- the teen was biased. He loved Axel; of course he wouldn't make a stab at his masculinity. Maybe, later, he'd ask Xigbar. Xigbar would tell him the truth.

There was a group of people all listening to a man on a pedestal. He was dressed in black robes and seemed to be leading the people in a worship ceremony of sorts. Axel stopped Roxas and nodded his head toward the group. Roxas sighed, but turned with Axel to listen in on the man's speech. "The Divine Tree lives in our hearts, every one of us. The Last Fruit has been protected from evil by the Signets created by the ancient winglies- proving that there is a little good in everyone, and everyone is your brother."

The crowd all said their "Amen"s, some louder than others. Even Roxas said it quietly. This preacher was certainly for peace between everyone. It was refreshing, having been raised in a war-ridden country, for the both of them.

"There is a legend," the Preacher went on, "When the Signet is broken, the end of the world approaches." The crowd gasped, like they'd never heard that before, but Axel snorted. Of course they'd never heard that the world was going to end… "Just like the Last Fruit, we Humans are one of the fruits give life by the Divine Tree. For the 'End of the World' to be a mere legend, we must remove evil from our hearts and live in harmony."

Again, the crowd nodded and "Amen"-ed. Some even threw their hands in the air and said, "By Soa, the Creator!"

Again, Roxas joined in quietly. And, Axel snorted. This is getting ridiculous…

"It is our mission as children of the Divine Tree," the Preacher concluded, and started to lead the crowd into a prayer for peace. Axel tugged on Roxas's hand and walked them away from the crowd.

"I've never heard of the Divine Tree," Axel said as they walked. "Have you?"

Roxas shrugged. "Just from school, myths and such," he said. "It's called the 'Tree of Life,' and it's said that all life comes from it. The Creator, Soa sowed the seed, grew the tree, and from it, one-hundred and eight fruits came and populated the world."

Axel bit his lip. "Wow… you learned that in school?"

Roxas laughed. "That, and some of us actually paid attention to the bedtime stories that Mom used to tell," he said. He thought for a moment. "Actually, if we wanted to find out more about it, that library that Zexion went to would probably have something on the Tree."

"Do you want to go?"

"And see Zexion in his true element?" Roxas laughed. "No way."

Zexion, upon stepping into the building, looked around himself in awe. "This is incredible," he murmured, and walked forward to touch some of them. Every inch of the walls was covered with books on every subject. He found a section on the Dragon Campaign, pulled a large volume off the shelf and sat down at a desk and began reading.

The Divine Moon objects were related to the Dragon Campaign, he concluded after a chapter and a half. But, how?

"King Zexion?"

Zexion looked up to see a young man, about Roxas's age, with an armful of books and a smile. He was larger than most, dressed in a red tunic with a simple red belt over his trousers. Zexion was instantly worried; no one was supposed to know he wasn't in Serdio. He stood up with his book and readied his Dragoon Spirit. "How did you know?"

"I'm Pence," the teen said. "I actually worked in the castle library back in Bale for a summer."

Zexion let his Spirit rest. The boy was obviously not a threat. "So," Zexion said, "What are you doing here?"

Pence nodded to the books in his arms. "Better pay," he said simply. "Are you interested in the Dragon Campaign, Your Majesty?"

Zexion nodded. "Very interested," he said. "What do you know?"

The book boy put the books down on the table and sat across from Zexion and explained the bits of the Dragon Campaign that Zexion didn't know. He nodded, understanding everything Pence was saying. Apparently, the winglies didn't just dominate over the humans, but also the gods. The gods answered to the winglie dictator Xemnas's prayers and granted him ultimate power, which, of course, was abused. The country Gloriano to the far north became a wasteland under his rule and power. The anger and sadness of the people fueled the Dragoon's cause, and, at last, the gods were freed. Without the god's help and power, the winglies fell and the Human Age began.

"That's where the Moon That Never Sets comes in," Pence said. Zexion chewed his tongue thoughtfully as he listened. "It's said to be the home of the gods, and for eleven thousand years, they have been looking over the world as that Moon."

Zexion nodded. Pence smiled and stood up. "That's what I know of the Dragon Campaign. If you want to find out anything else about its effects on Mille Seseau, you could check the reference room, upstairs." He bowed slightly to Zexion and went back to re-shelving books.

He thought back on what he learned. Most important to that story was the bit about the gods being on the Moon. He turned around in his seat and saw Pence climbing a ladder to put a book away. He quickly looked around, and was thankful that no one else was in the library. "Hey, Pence?"

"Yes, Your Majesty?" Pence called.

"What do you know about the Moon Child?"

Zexion could hear the smile in Pence's voice as he spoke. "Well, you know that the Moon That Never Sets glows red every one-hundred and eight years, right? So, it's a sign that a herald will be sent to our world, known to us as the Moon Child. The legends go that the Moon Child will revive the gods to our world and purify everything. But, uh, the Black Monster keeps killing it," he said and started slowing down his speech. "It's bad karma, I think. The gods stay in the sky, and the world is in never-ending chaos, all because this demon thinks he's a rebel and hates the Moon Child."

The teen looked down from the ladder. "Is there any more, Your Majesty?"

Zexion shook his head. Axel would want to push Pence for information on the Black Monster later, if Zexion told him. But, for now, it was enough. He stood up, took in one last look around the library, sighed, and left.

He still had no leads on the Moon Objects, but had gained some insight on the Moon Child, and a better understanding of the Moon That Never Sets. Whatever it was worth, at least he knew more than before.

Paine walked through the ruins of a town, stepping over stones and through empty arches. This place had been busy and perky, eighteen years ago. But, the Black Monster had changed that. She looked to her left. A sign read Welcome to Neet, The North Port.

It shouldn't have been this way. If people had known that the Moon Child was the embodiment of evil, they would never look upon it, and therefore wouldn't have to die. But, the tragedy was, the Moon Child had been born royal eighteen years ago, and so was brought from town to town to be presented.

So many had to die, it made Paine sick just thinking about it.

She knelt by a tombstone, brushed her fingers along it. All these people that died would have given their lives for the Moon Child as it was- they died protecting their "god" whether they knew it or not.

"Where is Prince Sora?" the Black Monster asked a knight stationed in Neet.

"I will never tell you!" The Black Monster sneered and ran a sword through the knight's stomach. With a deathly gurgle, the knight fell to his knees and then the snow on the ground was stained red.

Paine shook her head. The Moon Child had passed through Neet. They all had to die.

But, Axel didn't. Axel survived the attack. And, he didn't seem that affected by the loss of the Moon Child.

She stood up. It was in the past. It didn't matter anymore. And, it won't matter for another ninety years.

Demyx skipped along the tree trunks and ducked under the tree limbs. It's been a long time since he'd seen his family, and he was definitely eager to see his friends again.

He ducked out of the way of a fireball blasting through the trees. "Oh, wow…" He looked up and saw one of the townspeople running over to him. "Hey, watch it!"

A girl's voice spoke. "Who are you, coming through the boundary?"

Demyx instant cheered up even more. He stood up and brushed off his pants. "Nami, you remember me, right?" He held out his arms to the girl as she came closer and he smiled. She was just the way he'd remembered- shoulder length platinum hair, thin frame, and excellent legs.

His sister, Namine.

She stormed up to him and slapped his cheek, but even through the pain, he could see she was smiling. "You left without telling me! I thought we told each other everything!"

"Hey, hey! I came back, didn't I?" Demyx pulled her into a big hug and twirled her around. "Aren't you happy to see me?"

"Well, sure, but I doubt anyone else will be," Namine said. "You broke our biggest rule, Dem. No one's supposed to leave the forest."

Demyx looked over Namine's head and saw three older men strolling up along the branches. All of them had the same platinum hair that Namine did, and Demyx pulled away from his sister.

One of the men pointed at Demyx and said, "You are not welcome here."

Demyx stomped his foot. "This is my home," he said, "I can come home any time!"

Then, the other two dashed forward, suspended on wings of light. One took Demyx by the wrist and twisted it behind his back. Namine gasped and cried for them to stop, but Demyx called forth his own wings and twisted with the man. He hovered slowly in front of them all and bit his lip.

"You are the black sheep of the proud Winglies, Demyx," another one said. "How dare you shamelessly come back!"

"Living with humans? Really, Demyx, even covering up your hair?" This was the winglie that had spoken first. "No one ever thought you would stoop that low."

The one that had attacked him spoke. "Leaving the forest is unforgivable, Demyx," he said. "Didn't you know that when you left for the human world?"

Demyx floated backwards a bit, so he was closer to Namine. "Yes, I knew," he muttered. "And, yes, there are bad humans, but there are so many good ones, too, ones you've never met and you shouldn't hate them!"

Namine shook her head. "Demyx, humans are afraid of us. We need to protect our way of life, and to do that we need to stay hidden," she said gently.

Demyx touched down and sighed. "Fine. I'll leave. It seems no one wants me here anyway," he said and turned to go back down the branches. Axel and the others were waiting for him in Deningrad, and he'll have to get there eventually. He was a Dragoon now.

Namine walked up next to Demyx and called back to the other winglies, "I'll make sure he leaves!" Then she turned to Demyx and, more gently, said, "It's not all your fault, you know. Everyone's tense lately."

Demyx laughed. "It has something to do with why the animals in the forest are freaking out all the time, right?"

She nodded. "The Ancestor said that it's because a dragon has been brought back to life. This one's really strong, one that even the ancient ones couldn't defeat," she said.

They stopped where the barrier was and Demyx looked down at her. "Does the Ancestor know which it is?"

Another nod. "He called it the King of Dragons, the Divine Dragon. The seal that was placed on it is half dissolved. That's why everyone's nervous."

"But, don't we have a Dragon Block Staff? And a Dragon Buster?" Demyx wrung his hands. This wasn't good, if a strong dragon was loose. Dragons were stupid, and stupid and powerful don't go well together.

"The Dragon Buster is gone," Namine whispered. "Everyone knows it wasn't you, Demyx, but people are still wondering why you left in the first place."

Demyx pulled his sister into a hug. "You should see it, Nami," he whispered. "The world out there is a hundred times bigger than the forest. And humans are pretty nice if you find the right ones."

Namine smiled. "You made friends, huh?"

"Yeah," Demyx sighed. "I'd love to take you with me, but I'm not going to risk you being hated by everyone, too." He leaned down and kissed her cheek. "Good-bye, sis."

Then, he turned and went through the barrier, and then could no longer see Namine. It was the magic behind the barrier, to prevent humans from reaching their town. He placed his hand where he knew she could reach, and knew she was gently pressing her hand to his.

He tapped into his Spirit and flew away, winking at her. Namine would never tell that he was a Dragoon. The secret was safe with her.

Axel was frantically gathering up the other Dragoons. He and Roxas had both felt it- something was wrong. Something was dreadfully, terribly wrong.

Zexion was easy enough to find after making a stop at the library. They had informed each other about what they'd learned. Axel was, indeed, very interested to find out that the book boy, Pence, knew about the Black Monster. But it would have to wait for later.

Xigbar and Lexaeus were a little harder to find, as they were still walking around the city. They found them by the city entrance, talking to Paine. She smirked when she saw Axel, Roxas, and Zexion, and then questioned, "Did you find out anything about Riku?"

Three heads shook. "Anyone seen Demyx?" Axel asked.

"Right here!" The perky blond was skipping into the city, over to them. He was trying to hide his worry over the Divine Dragon, and hopefully it was working.

But, then it happened. The sky went dark as a large fast thing flew over the city. It called out in a loud roar as its seven wings flapped furiously against the wind. Demyx whimpered. Xigbar braced himself, as did Lexaeus. Paine took a single step backwards. Zexion grabbed Demyx's hand and squeezed. Axel pulled Roxas against his chest and covered the teen's head.

The whole city was quiet until it passed, and then everyone started screaming.

"The King of Dragons," Paine whispered.

"It was supposed to be sealed underground!" Demyx said.

Zexion let Demyx's hand go and sighed. "We'll need to see the Queen of Mille Seseau," he said. "Most likely, we'll need her approval to do anything with the Dragon without the knights freaking out."

The others all nodded. This was Zexion's territory; they'll just stand back and let him do his thing.

The Queen sat at her throne, watching the spectacle happen as the Dragoons entered the room. Her adopted daughter, height challenged and a little bit of a temper, was yelling at the Commander of the knights.

"You're an idiot!" She turned and kicked the man in his stomach, sending him stumbling back into the Dragoons. She stormed over to him, her dark hair falling in her face with every step. "Try to be more confident next time, hmm?"

The Dragoons parted for the Knight to crawl away and out of the throne room. Zexion caught the girl's eyes and bowed slightly, then motioned for the others to bow behind him.

"Do I know you?" the girl asked, not an ounce of the rudeness she'd had before in her voice.

Zexion sighed. "We met once, when we were little. Xion, right?" The dark-haired girl nodded. Zexion smiled. "Zexion, King of Serdio."

Xion smiled. "I heard you all destroyed the threat in the Bay before, at Prison Island. Thank you for that," she said. "Can I help you?"

Zexion nodded to the Queen. "May we speak with her?"

"Sure," Xion said and led the way up to the seat. "How old were we when we met?" she asked Zexion.

"I think I was eight, so that would have made you… five?"

"Sounds right," she said. "Queen Theresa, this is King Zexion and guests," she said to the woman sitting on the chair.

The Queen nodded. "Zexion. It's been a long time since you've come for a visit," she said. Zexion smiled.

"Too long, Theresa."

"What brings you here?"

He turned to Paine and motioned for her to step up next to him. He introduced her as a companion of his, and let her speak. "The Divine Dragon flew over us just now, Your Majesty," she said, and heard both the Queen and Xion gasp. "We are the Dragoons, ones with the power to defeat the dragon. If we are going to cross swords with this beast, though, we'll need something else- The Dragon Block Staff."

Demyx gasped. "How do you know about that?" he said, and then covered his mouth. Shit, that wasn't supposed to come out! Everyone, even Lexaeus, turned and looked at him questioningly.

The Queen nodded. "What does it do?" she asked.

Paine continued slowly, while staring at Demyx. "It's a magic staff, created by the winglies to block the power of Dragons. I was going to ask you where it might be, but it seems that one of us already knows."

"Demyx?" Axel asked.

Xigbar looked on without emotion. He'd figured something was up with that boy since they'd first met him.

"Please! For the sake of my country, where is it?" Xion asked.

Demyx bit his lip and turned around while jumping.

"You're hesitating," Lexaeus said.

"I can't tell you!" Demyx yelled. He stopped jumping around and whispered. "But, I'll show you." He nodded to the Queen. "I'm sorry, Queen Theresa, but I swore I wouldn't tell where it was. But, I never said I wouldn't show…"

Paine nodded. Xion spoke up, turned to her adopted mother, and said, "I'm going to go with them."

Axel groaned. "Another one to keep track of?" he muttered.

As they were prepping to leave the castle, they ended up getting separated. Roxas finally let go of Axel's hand and smiled. "I'm just gonna go look around for a bit," he said and walked away.

Then, ten minutes later, he still hadn't come back. Axel knew he would just have to give Roxas time and he'd find his way back, but Xion was tapping her foot and crossing and uncrossing her arms.

"Where is he?"

Axel looked around the entrance hall at the rest of the Dragoons. Xigbar nodded and pushed off where he'd been leaning against the wall. "Let's go."

Paine started walking away. "Split up and send a message through the Spirits if you find him."

Demyx and Zexion took the basement areas, Xion and Axel started walking after Paine through the main hallway, and Xigbar and Lexaeus headed upstairs. But, before they had even gotten out of eyesight of each other, they were headed towards where Paine had gone- Roxas obviously hadn't been very far away.

Axel ran into the room and saw Roxas lying on the ground, Paine kneeling next to him trying to tap into the White-Silver dragon to wake him up. He fell to his knees next to Roxas's head and gently lifted the blond into his lap. When he tried tapping into Roxas's Spirit, the world exploded in a flash of white.

Then, Roxas's eyes flitted open. "Ax…?"

Zexion looked around. "What is this room for, Xion?"

"The whole castle used to be a Winglie fort," she explained. "This room used to be a chamber for a ceremony to seal something, more than ten thousand years ago."

Axel wasn't bothering with listening. "Why did you come here alone? Were you called again, like with the virage?" he asked.

Roxas groaned. "No… I just woke up here," he said. "I feel hot…"

The blond closed his eyes and the white light from the Dragoon Spirit shined brightly, then dimmed out. Roxas let a tear slip. "She's gone," he whispered. "I don't feel her power anymore…"

Xion stepped forward, and the White-Silver Dragoon Spirit glowed again. Paine snapped it off of Roxas's neck and gave it to Xion, where it glowed just as brightly as it had before. Xion gasped. "What is this?"

Demyx smiled sadly. "You're a Dragoon, Xion."

Axel leaned over Roxas's head while the teen let the tears fall. He felt so empty now, without the Dragon there.

They had to leave Roxas in the castle. Nothing else could be done about it, Paine had said. The White-Silver Dragon had recognized Xion as its new master, and the stone barely sparkled anymore in Roxas's hand. After asking the others to leave them alone, Axel kissed him softly and promised they would be back after they dealt with the Divine Dragon.

"Wait for me?"

Roxas smiled and touched his face. "Always, Axel." They kissed once more, and then Roxas asked to see Xion alone.

As she walked into the room, Roxas smiled sadly at her. She was confident, that was for sure, but he wondered if it would hurt her someday. "You wanted to see me?" she asked.

"Can you promise me something?"

Xion nodded hesitantly.

"Take care of him for me," Roxas whispered. Xion reached for his hand and as they touched, she smiled.

"Of course, Roxas."

Deep in the Evergreen Forest, the Dragoons followed Demyx as he walked through paths that weren't there the first time they went through it. Where Paine had actually liked Demyx before, and trusted him above just about everyone, now he had a sword to his back while the others stayed away from her.

Xion hadn't gotten the chance to use her new Spirit, but she was starting to understand why it bothered Roxas so much when the Dragon stopped talking to him. The White-Silver Dragon was a calming presence that was like a happy, talkative friend. Without the talking, of course.

Axel, Xigbar, Lexaeus, and Zexion were quiet, hoping that Paine didn't loose herself if they found out something about Demyx that they really didn't want to know. Xigbar thought he knew exactly what was up with Demyx, but he didn't want to make any accusations, especially because Demyx was, well, Demyx. Even if he turned out to be a threat, Demyx wouldn't hurt them.

"Here it is," Demyx said.

Axel looked around. "But, we're in the middle of the forest, aren't we?"

Lexaeus nodded. "What's in the middle of the forest?"

Zexion groaned and stepped forward. He put his hand on Paine's arm and said, "Give him a chance to explain, would you?"

Paine and Xion groaned. Men…

The blond teen bit his lip. And then, he lifted his hand and pointed it at a small break in the trees. An eerie blue circle of light appeared, and through it, the Dragoons could see a small village sitting in the trees. They gasped quietly, and Demyx explained. "Winglies live in this forest, hidden from the humans. Many that still live are angry about loosing, and others just don't want to be bothered by trying to live with humans."

Axel groaned. "You're a winglie, aren't you?"

Demyx nodded. "Surprised?"

Zexion and Xigbar shook their heads. Then, Lexaeus explained, "You have platinum roots. I can see them from here."

Paine and Xion stepped backwards. "Why didn't you tell us?" Paine asked.

He groaned. "Would you have ever trusted me if you'd known?"

The humans all looked at each other. Paine was the first to speak, and said, "Honestly, I'd like to say I would have given you a chance. But I probably would have tried to kill you instantly."

Xion agreed with a sharp nod.

Demyx winced and muttered, "At least they don't beat around the bush…"

Xigbar walked up to him and clapped him on the shoulder. "Since we're all being honest, I wouldn't have trusted you for a little while, but I would have warmed up eventually," he said.

Lexaeus just nodded. Demyx understood that to mean that the big guy would have slept with one eye open for a while at least.

The only two not to react yet were Zexion and Axel. The two just shrugged. "It doesn't matter now, does it?" Axel said.

"Yeah," Zexion nodded, "you're a Dragoon, and you've helped us a lot in the past few weeks. Even if you didn't have our trust at first, you've certainly gained it by now."

Demyx smiled. He jumped and turned around, waving his hand at the barrier and the group watched as the trees that were in the way disappeared. Xion gasped. "It's a whole town of winglies! Living in my country!"

The youngest Dragoon walked forward and led the rest of them through the barrier.

Just as Demyx thought, there was still the petite blonde girl sitting on a stump near the entrance to the town, and he smiled as he ran up to her and picked her up.

"Demyx!" She turned around. "By the Creator, Demyx, don't do that!"

The boy just smiled. "Nice to see you again, too, Nami," he said.

She looked over his shoulder and backed up, taking a fighting stance as her wings of light picked her up off the ground. "Humans?"

Demyx stood in front of the other Dragoons and tried to calm her down. "They're my friends, Namine! We're here to help!"

She floated backwards. "Haven't they done enough? Backing us into a forest for eleven millennia wasn't enough, Demyx?" She touched down on the ground and shook him off when he tried to reach out for her. "No. No, you've gone too far this time! The Ancestor will have to deal with you now!"

Then she turned and ran into the village, Demyx calling after her.

Axel walked up first and put his hand on Demyx's shoulder. "She'll warm up, Dem. Don't worry about it."

Paine stepped forward with Lexaeus and Xigbar, and said, "We have a staff to retrieve, Demyx." The men that had been traveling with her were worried at the twinge of empathy in her voice- who was this girl and what did she do with their bad-ass Paine?

Demyx nodded. "We'll have to talk with the Ancestor. He'll know where to get it."

"I thought you said you knew where it was?" Xion said.

"Demyx!" The blond looked up to see a group of angry winglies flying toward them, Namine in the front, ahead of them all. She touched down next to him and sighed.

The other Dragoons took a stance, but relaxed when Demyx waved his hand at them. "They just want you to leave. They're after me," he said. Namine shook her head.

"I just told the Ancestor about you and the humans, and he's agreed to meet with you, but the mob doesn't want humans in the forest," she said, and looked back. They had stopped at the entrance to the town, and were waiting for Demyx to take another step forward. "If you can stay here, I'll go and get the Ancestor to come out here."

"Why are you doing this now, Nami?" Demyx whispered. "Just a few minutes ago, you were condemning me like the rest of them. What changed?"

Nami kissed his cheek. "The Ancestor said that forgiveness is my gift. And, I just don't feel whole holding a grudge against anyone, especially you," she said. "Will you be alright until I get back?"

Demyx smirked. "We'll go with you," he said. Then, he tapped into his Spirit and felt the armor of the Blue-Sea Dragon wrap around him and the large wings protrude from his back, and he walked with Namine forward, into the town. The other Dragoons also tapped and transformed, all except Xion, who stayed next to Xigbar.

"When do I get to learn how to use this thing?"

Xigbar laughed. "Poppet, we'll get you trained as soon as possible. Right now, we need the staff."

They passed through the mob as the winglies glared at Namine and stared at Demyx. He heard the whispered, "traitor!" and, "human-lover!" and he pulled Namine into his arms and started to fly, the other Dragoons following him, and then the mob.

"This was a bad idea, Demyx!" Namine said.

Xigbar had grabbed Xion and was bringing up the rear and Xion called up to the others that the mob was getting closer. Xigbar groaned and passed Zexion, giving him a little nod. Zexion turned around, flying backwards, and turned the wind against the mob, slowing them down enough for them to reach the ancestor.

Demyx lead the group into the house of the Ancestor, and just as Namine and Xion were being let down, a light, airy voice called from across the room, "So, the prodigal son returns."

Demyx dismissed his armor and immediately fell to a knee, as did Namine. First, Namine apologized for having taken so long bringing the humans to him, and then Demyx cried, "I'm not sorry for leaving!"

The Ancestor stepped forward and smiled. The other Dragoons gasped- he looked almost identical to Demyx, but with longer, silver hair. "I know, son."

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Cy: Well… that took longer than it should have.