Prolog:
His childhood had been awesome and so had been his youth.
Now fifteen years after the win of the G Revolution, Max could say he lived his life to the fullest.
So it didn't hurt as much as he thought to find out he didn't have much longer to live.
To Max dying is still a little bit scary, but he was glad to have lived at all.
Of course he still had unfulfilled dreams. Dreams that he wouldn't be able to see come true.
Like founding a Beyblade research center.
Still, his mom, his dad, his little sister and all his friends, they would all be okay on their own.
He was sure of it.
Max was ready to let go.
Now they just had to let him go as well.