Author's note: This was made in cooperation with Aio. Many of the ideas here are hers. Anything that is written between three stars () is a remembrance one of the characters is having. Anything written in between parentheses is a note I put, which is not really part of the fanfic. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Tales of Symphonia, its characters, or any of the songs displayed here, unless stated otherwise.

Introduction

"I'm sorry, Mithos, I just don't think it's right."

"But why not, Kratos? Don't you want a world with no discrimination?"

"Of course I do! But I don't think this is what Martel meant when she spoke her last. Neither do I think this is the correct way of doing it."

"Fine! I don't need you! Be that way. Be like Yuan."

"Humph. I'm sorry, Mithos."

"Just leave!"

The maroon-haired man turned around and left the room. Kratos walked on through Derris-Kharlan, severely upset. That night, he thought about the conversation he had had with his former student. Finally, he decided to leave. And besides, life in Derris-Kharlan wasn't what one would call exciting. A conversation with one of the angels flashed right through his head:

"Hello. How has your life been?" he asked.

"I do not have a life, Lord Kratos," answered the angel who kept the mana fragments in place.

"Um-ha. And… what do you like to do?"

"Whatever you want me to, Lord Kratos."

"Riiight. Well, what have you been up to?"

"What I am programmed to do, Lord Kratos."

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"Mithos, dearie, there's a problem in Los Angeles!"

"What is it, sugar?"

"They repeat 'Lord Kratos' too much, don't you think, sweetie?"

"Yes, don't you love it, honey? Doesn't that make you feel important?"

Sorry, couldn't help it XD and it was Aio's fault! Points at her Really!)

"Where are you going, Lord Kratos?" asked the angel who kept the mana fragments.

"Humph. I don't feel the need to explain myself."

Kratos stood in the teleporter to Sylvarant and waited to be transported there.