New Chapter!
Kite waited in Astral World. So this was his punishment for taking those souls all those months ago. The Astral beings were
making him watch the suffering of Dextra and Hart, and even Faker. The people who he left one night, never to be found. They
were likely to think he had run away. But, no, Kite would not intend to leave them. But he was taken away nonetheless. Kite
was soon shown an image of... himself. Not in the past, or the possible future. Kite had no future, now. Kite finally understood
what they were showing him. His cold, lifeless, shell floating in the middle of the closest lake. Kite knew he was dead.
"Where is Kite?" Hart stared out the window, into the darkness that was holding his brother. Dextra tried to see if anyone knew
where her boyfriend was. The only people she had not contacted were the Heartland Police, who would never do anything to
help Kite. The older duelist looked at the depressed child. He was now crying, whispering something, and then said louder three
words that almost made Dextra want to cry as well.
"I miss Kite."
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