I can't help but feel that it was all my fault. It seems like the
reason my world came crashing down was because I had to redeem myself and I
didn't even manage to do that. I had been playing a game up until the
moment I met that man. And, when I did, I gave up. Just like that. Still, I
cannot understand why it all happened. I'd never lost control like that
before. Never had I been willing to give up my world for anyone but I was
ready to do that at any moment he asked me. But, instead, he gave up his
world to save mine. He was a hero, yes. My hero.
Dante had said that he had known I was going to do this "trap" thing before I went to Earth but, if that was true, then why had he not just killed me in the beginning? I don't know why he let me live, even after I confessed. What was it that made him do that? Well, whatever it was, I blame myself for his end and the end of Earth. The other Hunters survived, all of them, but, without Dante, they're not half of what they used to be. Now that world is going to end... because I fell in love.
After Dante's final battle, the Sirgands had taken me to the prisoner cells and locked up. I had been there for two days before I was taken to the "stadium." My punishment was announced to a roaring crowd of onlookers. (The Hunters had fled after more of the "Summoned Ones" arrived, leaving a huge lot of demons alive.) I was to be killed, of course. I expected nothing else for my treason and betrayal. But, to the surprise of all the others, I didn't mind. I was only too willing to die for what I'd done. So, I was there in my iron cage they called a cell, waiting for my end. And all I could think about, even when they came to take me to the stadium, was that I might be able to gaze into those arctic blue eyes one more time.
Dante had said that he had known I was going to do this "trap" thing before I went to Earth but, if that was true, then why had he not just killed me in the beginning? I don't know why he let me live, even after I confessed. What was it that made him do that? Well, whatever it was, I blame myself for his end and the end of Earth. The other Hunters survived, all of them, but, without Dante, they're not half of what they used to be. Now that world is going to end... because I fell in love.
After Dante's final battle, the Sirgands had taken me to the prisoner cells and locked up. I had been there for two days before I was taken to the "stadium." My punishment was announced to a roaring crowd of onlookers. (The Hunters had fled after more of the "Summoned Ones" arrived, leaving a huge lot of demons alive.) I was to be killed, of course. I expected nothing else for my treason and betrayal. But, to the surprise of all the others, I didn't mind. I was only too willing to die for what I'd done. So, I was there in my iron cage they called a cell, waiting for my end. And all I could think about, even when they came to take me to the stadium, was that I might be able to gaze into those arctic blue eyes one more time.