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The sun was coming down, drawing the curtains of the day, bathing the earth in a symphony of orange, red and yellow. For a normal passer-by, the view itself would be breath-taking.

For Kaji Ryouji, the view itself would have taken a more symbolic stance.

He was standing in the place where he dreaded most, the Second Impact Memorial. Built during the early days of Tokyo-3, the purpose of the Memorial was to remember those that had died during and after the years of Second Impact. The land reserved was huge and the main occupants were black obelisks, each and every one of them erected at a very orderly fashioned, like an army of death.

Kaji never liked the place in the first place. Every obelisk he passed by sent shudders down his spine for every obelisk reminded him of the days of his youth, the days of the post Second Impact, the days when he grieved for the lost of his parents, the lost of his brother, the lost of his friends and his home.

Passing by the many obelisk, he finally found what he had intended today and what he had not intended for many years before: the graves of his family.

He smiled sadly as a wave of nostalgia swept through him. Memories from the pre Second Impact time began assaulting his mind like a swarm of wasps, stinging his eyes and his heart, those time was filled with warmth, like a fire in winter and was so bright that it hurt, just to relieve it.

Shaking his head, Kaji tried to suppress those memories while putting the three bouquets of flowers in front of the graves., he had a job to do, a mission to complete, a promise to fulfil, and time, to him, was running out and racing against him. No time to reminisce, no time to regret, no time even to seek forgiveness. With that, he left, not before saying --

"See you in the heavens, father, mother, Jirou."

And with that, he left the cemetery, with a light bounce in his gait forsomewhere in his heart, a heavy burden was finally lifted.

That day was 12th of November 2015, the day Agent Ryouji Kaji was shot to his death.

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A/N: Back to angst? Back to touchy feely? Back to WAFF? The answers: Yes, Yes, Yes...for the time being.

I'm adapting the idea in the manga that Kaji had a brother. Though in the manga, the brother was never given a name, thus, I decided to once again, abuse my creative license to give him a proper name.

To "fan of this story", thank you for pointing out angst is my strong, however, I still want to tempt the light side though...

To Vic, thank you for that suggestion, I will try to explore on that 'introspection' thingy you suggested. Sound kinda nice.

By the way, Happy Belated New Year!