The only sound that could be heard was the wind blowing harshly through air. Two individuals were staring each other down, one by the rootop's railing giving off an ominous smile while the other contemplating if he should run or not.

"I have to say I didn't expect such an unexpected variable in my experiment." Nami started. Her red eyes became slightly void as she walked to King.

Does thou think we can take her? Zetsubo asked while King took a few steps back. He wasn't honestly sure what could be done in this situation.

It would be a ''Level 4" fighting a final boss. King conceded. Na, No, Izanami stopped after a few steps color returning to her orbs as she pondered.

"You really are a curious one though. Even if I attest you slapping my hands as an accident, you still knew about the other side rather quickly." She suddenly disappeared. King quickly shifted his eyes looking for any sign of her. He suddenly felt a shiver when he felt a tap on his neck. "You seemed to know about the shadows and that that girl would die today if not for your interference." King quickly dashed towards the railing only to see her sitting on the railings. "You know way to much giving how long you had that power." Izanami concluded.

"Maybe I just got lucky?" King weakly retorted shrugging. In hindsight he should had known that she would be watching him after everything. Next thing he knew, he was sent flying into the side of the rootop's wall with Izanami in tow. Grunting in pain, King tried to move only to find himself pinned between a wall and Izanami's hand on his chest. Even in her school girl form, her strength wasn't a joke.

"Do not treat me as a fool!" Izanami glared pushing her palm harshly into his chest. Seeing him squirm brought a small pleasure to her. "I want to know. How much do you know about all this?" King was about to speak when she stopped him. "And please, don't say I don't know anything." She scoffed.

Crap! What should I say?! How much should I say?! Even if I manage to get away, she'll just fine me again! King grimaced.

"I… know that people who show up on the TV, the news specifically show up on the Midnight Channel." He admitted. He gasped as he felt an increase of pressure to his chest.

" Irrelevant, you showed that you knew when you went in with no hesitation." Izanami said plainly. "I had planned this for quite sometime, until you came, I always foresaw the events that transpired to this day. Tell me Shimi-san, do you know about the others?" she inquired. The small shock in King's eyes gave her the answer. "Oh it seems you do. How irritating" she sighed.

"I...I don't know what you're talking about." King defended. He cursed himself for being a terrible liar. As if reading his thoughts she gave him a chilling smile.

"You're a terrible liar. Tell me. What were you hoping to gain from all this?" Izanami asked. "Perhaps you were bored with your life and wished for some kind excitement? Or perhaps you truly wished to save someone from fate?" She stared vehemently at him. "Or did you simply wished to stop me from the very beginning, is that it?" She felt her palm pushing further into his chest. "Tell me!" she shouted. She barely noticed the card forming in King's hand.

"Back off! Persona!" King screamed crushing the card allowing Zetsubo to form. Izanami didn't seem phased in the slightest as he raised his sword. He swung as hard as he could on her, confident that she would at least have to dodge his blade. However, his blade was stopped mere inches from her head by the tips of her fingers. "What…?!" King cried. He did just admit that fighting her was pointless but just seeing a ten foot giant being stopped by a school girl, even if she's a goddess, still unnerved him.

"If nothing else, I find your tenacity amusing, but a personification of the original is all you are. You are nothing to me." She spat before knocking Zetsubo's blade away and blasting him with a shockwave.

King screamed in pain, it was worse then what he took from Saki's shadow, much worse. His head slumped on her shoulder as Izanami sighed. With the same hand, blue and green sparkles surrounded it before being released on to King's chest. As he slowly gained consciousness, he felt himself falling to the falling. Barely catching himself, he was on all fours, trying to recollect what just happened while she looked at him pitifully.

"This is what I have to work with." She sighed again. " All those years, waiting, planning, all wasted."

If not for the pain, King was sure she sounded dejected. He felt like he could understand that pain, like when a certain promise to come out and then it gets pushed back for years.

Wait…

Art thou feeling sorry for her?! King felt Zetsubo fumed as he quickly shook his head.

Hell no! She's the reason why this all happens in the first place! King quickly retorted. What the hell was he thinking sympathizing with her? He looked to see her pacing back and forth, hand on her chin.

"Perhaps I can still fix this. He still has his, but the girl, but maybe, damn!" she kept muttering. King could barely hear her. He looked at the door then her pacing back and forth, then the door again.

Uh. Bye! King thinks crawling away. She'll definitely find him again but he needs a place to think, preferably one with a lot of people around. He neared the door when he felt her step in from of him.

"Going somewhere?" Izanami asked. It almost sounded like teasing. Almost.

"Perhaps?" he nervously laughed looking away. Izanami bent her knees as she stared, as if searching for something. She felt her jaw tighten. At point her experiment was pretty much a bust without the original but maybe she could still fix it.

"I need your help." She admitted

"...What?" King blinked

"I need your help. You must take responsibility for your actions." Izanami replied as if that was fact.

Silenced filled the rooftop as the two stared at each other. King just blinked while Izanami just stared plainly. Without a word, King slowly got up, dusted himself and moved Izanami. He made a small bow before walking down the steps. She actually blinked not comprehending what just happened.

King sprinted until reaching the classroom. There was too many questions right now and not enough answers, but he knew one thing for sure.

What the hell! Why would she think I'd help her after she almost Kakyoin'd me! Wait I wouldn't help her even if she didn't do that! He shook his head as he entered the classroom. Become the kidnapper? You're joking! That's not happening! he his way to his seat, holding his chest and taking deep breaths. Calm down! I need to calm down right now! Zetsubo what do you think we should do? King asked.

I think thou should apologize to me. Zetsubo sadly spoke.

Wait. What?!

Thou had brought me forth, knowing we couldn't win and yet. It sounded like he was holding back tears. It wasn't enough to just defeat me, she called me a fake! I...I have never felt so emasculated! Zetsubo managed before King was sure he was covering his face with his eyes.

…

I'm sorry. King's head slumped dejectedly pretty sure that a few tears rolled down his eyes as well ignoring the stares a few people giving him. Morooka came in and signaled everyone to sit down. He was about to take roll call when Nami walked in. Her body was a bit slumped, her head staring straight at the floor as she made her way to her seat.

"You're late!" Morooka sneered.

"My apologies." Was all she said before sitting down, head still down. King also had his head down not knowing how to deal with his Persona crying. Between the two of them the whole right side of the classroom just held an aura where you actually see the word "gloom" if you looked hard enough. Moorka went to start his lecture ignoring the fact that half his students were getting affected by the depressive air. If only for a moment, King looked out the window and sighed.

Sure hope Mom is having a better day then I am.

The Inaba hospital on most days was slow. Sometimes a person would come due to food poisoning, or sometimes the more rare injuries sustain from car accidents or assaults. Today however was different as there was an assortment of cars by the front gate. Many of them happen to be from various new stations as each try to make their way inside only to be blocked by cops.

"This is a hospital! Not a place for your next coverage! Please go home!" A cop said pushing one of the various cameramen away. A few announcers managed to squeeze though, pointing their mics at them.

"We just want to know about the current condition of the recent victim!"

"Do you think the murderer will come back and attempt to finish the job?"

"What will you do to prevent this from happening?"

"Will her family be safe here in Inaba?"

The questions kept piling on as the cops stood their ground and kept pushing everyone back. From inside, two more cops were staring at everything. One had grayish black hair, gray eyes and stubble around his chin. He sported a dark gray shirt, dark dress pants and brown shoes. He wore a red necktie although rather loosely and a wristwatch on his left hand. He was frowning as he watched people desperately push their way in.

"They're really determined aren't they Dojima-san?" He turned to meet his younger colleague scratching his black unkempt hair. He was wearing a black suit with a white shirt and red necktie. "Then again if someone survived unlike the first victim, I'd be dying to found out how too." He ended with a shrug. Dojima huffed as he turned away from him making his way to the front desk.

"That's what were here to find out. Come on. Move your feet Adachi." Adachi made a small mock salute as he followed behind him. Unknown to Dojima he had his hands clenched in his pockets while trying to ignore the sweat rolling down his neck.

They made their way to the second floor and after a few paces down the hallway they stopped at a door. The door had the number of 2013 as Dojima put his hand on the doorknob.

"Excuse me!" A lady called out to them. She made her way to the duo, using her clipboard to shoo them away before blocking the door. "No one except family allowed in here right now." She said sternly. Dojima glared before giving a quick sigh. He took out his badge flipping it to the confused lady.

"We're here to investigate the case. We were hoping to speak with the victim." He asserted. She took a look at the badge before gasping.

"Oh you're the detectives! I'm sorry about that!" she bowed. "But I still can't let you enter right now. She isn't in the condition for it right now." She got off the door and walked a bit down the hallway, beckoning them over. "Please come with me for a bit." Dojima and Adachi stared at each other before they both sighed as they walked over to her.

"Well first of all, the staff of Yasoinaba Hospital would like to thank you for the hard work. As soon as they found out there was another victim, the media wouldn't let up." The lady whined. "It was bad enough with Yamano-san, rest her spirit, but it's been day in and day out with people trying to get in." She sighed. Dojima nodded as it wasn't easy for them either. A murder with no way to trace it? The media would eat it up and find some way to make them look incompetent for not finding the murderer sooner.

They made their way to an elevator. The lady pressed the button and as the elevator door open, she led them inside. She tapped the third button leading them further up. Before long, the three ended up by a well shined mahogany door. Before she opened the door Dojima looked at the labels on the door. On it was a gold label "Chief of Staff" below it the name " Ginchiyo Shimi". She gestures them to the chairs in front of the giant mahogany desk. They take their seats as she looks in the mini fridge for a second, hanging them two bottles of water. She then takes a seat in a brown reclining chair facing them from the other side of the table.

She sighed as the two adjusted themselves in the seats. "I wish I could assist you further but as I told your chief earlier, we haven't made any progress in our diagnosis." Ginchiyo shook her head. "Except for those marks on her legs, her vitals are normal. She's just exhausted."

"You sure there isn't anything?" Dojima asked. He was hoping by the time he came here, they might have found something new. Ginchiyo shook her head, frowning. "Damn!" Dojima cursed. "It doesn't make any sense! Both victims were in the same situation, so what was so different?"

"Maybe the guy felt bad and decided to let her go at the last moment?" Adachi pondered.

"I doubt it." Dojima spoke. "Also if that was the case why would the person leave a mark on her? They didn't leave anything on Yamano."

"A warning! Maybe he couldn't finish her off and it's a promise to come back for her!" Dojima shook his head.

"Don't be stupid! Remember how we found her!" Adachi flinched under Dojima's harshness as Ginchiyo turned her chair around to stare out the window. She could see that they were still trying to force their way in. In fact it looked like a few civilians were walking towards the hospital as well. She sighed holding the clipboard over her face.

'It doesn't make sense that's for sure. Those marks looked like bite marks, luckily it didn't cut deep but those scars might remain. They don't look like marks from an animal though. What could've done that to her?' She glanced at the clock, seeing it near three o'clock. She sighed again realizing school was about to end and students would probably make their way over here.

She closed her eyes and for a second everything went mute. There she saw her son. However, unlike the King we know, this King was more... how you say gentlemanly; his features were much more softer as he greeted his mother with utmost affection.

Hey Mom! I made your favorite tonight.

You still upset about work? I'll pat your head ok just stop crying.

Ginchiyo's stomach silently growled as she found her blushing cheeks widen.

I wanna go home to my loving son already! I hope he's having a better day than I am!

King was not having a better day. As the day passed, his questions kept piling up even after managing to calm down Zetsubo. Did he possibly stop Yu from making friends? What will happen to Kanji, Rise and Naoto without Yu? Will the fog still be around? King decided that it would be better to worry about the present questions like what will happen now that Saki is alive? If she remembers then Adachi is screwed. If that happens what will Izanami do? Will she blow up Inaba?! She could do that. Despite all that one question kept sticking out to him.

What happens if no one gets pushed in?

Theoretically nothing should happen if no one is thrown in. But that one question kept gnawing at him as time ticked away. His thoughts were stopped by the gong. Morooka sneered saying something about going home and staying pure. Everyone in the class was focused on the sudden shift of Yosuke's desk, as he stood up and rushed out of the classroom.

Probably off to see Senpai, not that I blame him. I want to go with him but… King looked behind him to see Nami blankly staring out the window. He was about to call her attention when he felt a tug on his jacket. He turned too see Aika staring at him.

"Naka- Ai. Ai-chan hey!" King stammered, mentally cursing himself for always being like this around her. She stared for a few seconds before getting up. Maybe it was King's imagination but he thought for a second he saw her facial expression change.

"Stay safe." She simply said as she started walking away. King blanked out, trying to register the two words before shaking his head.

"You too!" he shouted a little louder then he intended to as she stopped by the door. She didn't turn around but he saw her nod as she left.

…

Thou has gotten better.

Weren't you crying a few hours ago? Now then…

"Tanaka-san." King called out. She slowly turned to him and for a second her glare made him reconsider his decision. He shook his head as he pointed towards the roof. She scowled before looking directly in his eyes. She saw fear but she saw something else. Whatever it was, he looked determined. She sighed as she got up and followed him too the roof. As they walked up the stairs, he saw Yu and Chie walking towards Yosuke.

He didn't go to see Senpai? No. That's not my concern right now.

King opened the door and gestured her to go first. Surprisingly no one was up here. She walked to the railing and stared out to Inaba. King was expecting an insult or hell attacked again but she never moved from that spot. King scratched his head, not expecting it to go like this. Should he just ask straight out or ease into it?

"I wanted to ask you something. About the midnight channel." He received no response, no glare, no moment in her body. King scratched his cheek wondering if he should keep going. After a few moments she made no move so he continued. " I want to know what happens to someone if they don't get pushed into the TV when they show?"

"Is that what Nametame did originally?" Izanami asked without single moment. King deadpanned, but figured there's no point in hiding that at least.

"Yea, that's what he did."

"I see. I suppose that means you will just have take that role after all." Izanami turn her head and King froze. She wasn't glaring or giving a smile. Not even that creepy grin, it was just a blank stare.

"What…" King growled. He took a step forward shaking his fist at her. "You're basically telling me to kidnap people! There's no way I can-"

"Shimi-san." She said more as a command making him stop instantly. "You're the one who brought me up here remember?" King grimaced as he nodded. "You wish for me to tell you nothing will happen if no one is thrown in, but that won't be the case. The answer you wish to see will never come to you." She turned her whole body, walking slowly towards King. She stopped a few feet away from him and held out her hand. "If you wish to see what will happen then walk towards my hand." Her face solemnly change. "However if you want to believe that everything will remain the same, then walk away. Walk towards that door and you'll never see me again."

King gulped or rather tried too. His throat ran dry as he felt his arms shaking.

What should I do?! I don't have a goblin in a blue room who can turn back time for me if I mess up badly! She could be baiting me, trying to mind control me!

I think if she could, she would've done that already. Zetsubo pointed out

Ah! True. Damnit it who's side are you on?!

Thou of course, but at this point we have everything to lose. She may be losing an experiment but she's a goddess, she has all the time in the world. We may have to take that risk.

King clenched his fist. He already knew that he was already changing the timeline, he was just hoping it be a lot later. He looked at the floor then Izanami, her facial expression not changing. Gritting teeth, he walked towards her, each step feeling heavier than the last. Face to face, they stared at each other, gold meeting red, the red orbs closed placing a hand on his forehead. King grunted in pain, see double and starting to find the floor comforting. The last thing he could recall was the sound of a loud smack.

April 29th 2011?

King stretched as he sprawled out on his bed. As if a light bulb shone, he lifted himself off the bed taking a look at his surroundings.

It's… my room? King questioned looking around. At least that what he wanted to think. He look and saw his usual TV and the games spread across the coffee table. The computer was in the corner by his gaming chair. Yet it all felt off somehow. A knock on the door before a woman came in. She had a smile on her face while having her hands on her hips.

Mom? Yeah that was his mother. The silky wavy black hair and her golden eyes. She was wearing her usual uniform as well, but even she felt off. King couldn't put his finger on it as she spoke to him about waking up on time. She booped his nose before laughing and heading down the stairs. He scratched his head feeling more confused. That was her normal playful self but even that felt off.

The hell is going on?

He made his way downstairs seeing that his mom was gone. That was normal too. She would always make sure he was up before going to work. He looked around the living room and saw everything was in place but it still felt off. 'Maybe I just had a weird dream?' He shook it off as he decides to leave to head to school.

The walk towards school felt off too. Aside from the heavy fog, he saw the same students walking around him. This was normal but not at the same time. He glanced at the river and even that felt off. He sighed harshly, feeling the urge to scream. Was he high? Then again, he knew from his past life weed didn't have this effect. Probably.

He glanced around and saw Yu and Yosuke having a chat with each other. Yosuke was being very animated about some show while Yu just nodded. He stared at Yu for a bit feeling odd. He never knew him directly but he seemed different. Like he was just being polite for the sake of being polite. Odd thought they would be closer then that at this point. He shook his head again as he focused on heading to school, frequently getting a feeling he used to talk to someone.

King kept staring out the window, the odd feeling never quite leaving his gut. He looked at Aika and even she felt off, as hard as he found that to believe. He looked behind him and saw no one. He cocked his head, narrowing his eyes. Did someone sit behind me or are they late? he crossed his arms. He felt like he was gonna go crazy if this odd feeling kept going.

"Yukiko are you sure you're ok?" A girl in green asked as the two walked into the classroom. Yukiko turned as she giggled

"Of course Chie never better!" Chie just furrowed her brows as Yukiko made her way to her seat. They been best friends since they were children. But lately, Yukiko has been acting differently. Like she was more confident? She wasn't sure but it was starting to look like she didn't need her anymore. Without Yukiko she wouldn't… No! This isn't about her! This was about the sudden change in her best friend.

"Good morning Yu!" Yukiko sang "You too Yosuke!" The two boys blushed from the use of their first names, but quickly gained composure.

"Good morning Amagi-san" Yu politely which gained another giggle from Yukiko.

"Please Yu call me by my first name! I won't mind!" she grinned and if Yu was sure, It wasn't innocent at all.

"Ah dude you're so lucky...!" Yosuke muttered, wincing as Yukiko turned to look at him before giving him the same grin.

"You can call me by my first too Yosuke!"

"Ok that's it!" Chie yelled. " Narukami, I can understand I guess?" She points her finger at Yosuke. " But Hanamura?! Something is definitely different about you Yukiko!"

"Way to shut a guy down." Yosuke dejected while Yu patted his back.

At this point every student turned to look at the debacle going on at the middle and that's when it hit King. Compared to everything else he seen since this morning, Yukiko.

Yukiko is colorful compared to everyone else.

But why though? Maybe. Maybe this is what it's like to be in love? I mean if I had to choose a girl from the Investigation Team, it probably be her, even though Chie is really close. Wait no! That's not it! he clutch his head covering an eye as he stared on with his other. Why does it feel like I'm forgetting something?

"What's wrong Chie? Upset that I'm looking for other people to help me?" Yukiko said blankly.

"No! That's not it!" Chie defended.

"I see how look when I'm always in trouble." Yukiko sang. "Always quick to jump in and save me! Just like a true prince!" Everyone stared at her in shock. Chie took a few steps back as she held her hands out in front of her blushing.

"Prince?! I'm not a prince! Hey you're giving everyone the wrong idea!" Yukiko started to laugh see her "best friend" become flustered over the small compliment.

"You're right about that Chie!" Yukiko smiled before she began to glare at Chie. "You're no prince…" The sudden shift in her voice made everyone shake. "I thought you would be able to save me from anything! Save me from my cage!" Yukiko yelled.

"Yukiko…" Chie whispered sadly.

"But now I know I don't need a prince." Yukiko took a look around the class as a small grin formed. "Maybe I'll hold on to a few male mistresses though." In normal cases most of the guys would be losing their minds over hearing the most beautiful girl in school take interest in them, however the lick on her lips did the opposite. Chie body shook with rage. This is definitely not the Yukiko she used to know.

"Yukiko stop this! What are you saying! This isn't like you at all!"

"No Chie this is me! The new me! A reborn me! I know what I need to do!" Yukiko started twirling as she made her way to the front of the classroom. She found herself giggling before bursting out in laughter.

"What is she doing?!" A student yelled.

"Forget that! Look at her eyes!" another shrieked

Eyes? King and the rest of the class stared deeply at her eyes. They saw that it wasn't the normal brown but changed to a golden color.

"They look like Shimi-san's eyes!"

"No way those are definitely creepier!"

Not sure if that's a compliment or not. But her eyes, what's up with them and why does it feel like I seen them before?!

He rubbed his forehead hoping he would see anything that would help him. King gasped as his vision went white. For a second he saw Saki's shadow and then his own.

Oh shit! I remember now! It's her shadow!

Chie was busy shaking the laughing Yukiko, her laughter become more insane. Chie gritted her teeth as she raised her hand. Before her hand could reach her cheek, Chie was blown back into a few students as Yukiko kept laughing.

"You can't protect me anymore Chie! I'll break out of my cage on my own. If I destroy Inaba there will be nothing left for me here! Come to me phoenix! Let's break out of our cage together!" A dark puddle began to swarm around Yukiko as she raised her hands to the sky with glee on her face. The aura began to push every student back as they screamed from various desk and books hitting them as they fell. King quickly got up as he stared as Yukiko started to change into the phoenix the team fights when going to save Yukiko. This time however she wasn't stuck in the cage anymore. Without the cage, her wings seemed wider, more threatening, each flap leaving a small trail of flames.

So this is what happens if I leave everything. Their suppressed emotions start to push out regardless. No matter how long they ignore it, the shadow will reach them eventually. In an ironic sense, leaving them like this, causes them to accept themselves except the shadow takes over the body. He sees that Yukinix is staring at all the students in the class, licking it's beak. 'I could run but I doubt I would want to. Alright let's do it!' King started as his took a stance.

"Let's go! Zetsubo Izanagi!" he yelled. He expected a flash and Zetsubo charging at Yukinix. He got neither as he simply looked like an idiot doing a random pose. King sucked in his lips as he scratched his cheek. He quickly took already pose focusing harder. This time he saw the card in his mind.

"Alright for real this time! Zetsubo Izanagi!" he squeezed his left hand. Still nothing happened as he held his pose. He shifted his eyes left and right noticing the mumbling of a few students saying how much of an Otaku he is. Yukinix seemed to just be staring at him, enjoying the play in front of her. King felt himself glow red, whether in anger or embarrassment couldn't be said. He stared at his left hand as if it was it's own person and shook it.

Ok Zetsubo, if you're still worried about earlier, she's not on the same level as Izanami! Please come out! People including me will die if you don't! He waited for any response. Anything! But he never came. In fact while he felt the cards energy, he couldn't feel Zetsubo in him. 'Zetsubo?

"What the hell is that?!" King snapped his head towards one of the students who was pointing at... a shadow?! It was the ball shadow; licking its lips as he floated towards the students. Yu and Yosuke quickly got up, taking a pose similar to King, but alas, their personas wouldn't come out either. The tongue slapped Yu as got sent flying into the black board.

"Na-" Yosuke stared in shock before running pass the ball. "Narukami!" He quickly knelt beside him trying to shake him. "Hey man! Wake-" he swallowed. Yu wasn't moving... nor was he breathing. Screams erupted as the students scrambled for the doorway. One student kicked the door down, only to run into a hand with a mask on it. All at once various screams surrounded the school as presumably, shadows erupted out of the TVs. Amidst all this, King could only stand, speechless. This was his fault! He should have never taken Nametame's power and now everyone is either dying or is about to die!

"A jester is cute but I need everything in Inaba gone to break free!" King felt Yukinix crash right next to him. Without Zetsubo, he felt even smaller than before as she towered over him.

"A shame too, you would've been quite the handsome one." she mewled as she winked. Despite the grim situation, King couldn't help but cringe. Being hit on by a phoenix that was about to kill you was a bizarre feeling. That bizarre feeling becoming a burning feeling. Was he actually feeling affections for a bird girl? No that was the feeling of him burning. But maybe it was a fiery passion? No it was definitely him and his classmates being burnt alive.

It hurts!

April 15th 2011

Squirming and writhing, King kept shaking until he gasped. When vision returned, he was starting at the now orange sky.

"Looks like you had a bad time." He heard Izanami say. She was staring at Inaba from the railings. King frowned as he continued to look at the sky.

"You could stay that." Nothing else was said and for a while it was almost peaceful. The sounds and feel of the wind, felt almost comforting. The slow moment of the clouds made it feel more perfect. Inaba really was peaceful for the most part.

And due to my selfishness, I'm risking this place being destroyed. King closed his eyes as he felt Zetsubo lingering around in his soul. I keep to myself. I'm still bad at talking to people, and I still don't get involved in school activities but.

I still like this new place of mine.

"I'll do it."

"Is that so? Are you that afraid that you're willing to sacrifice others for it?" Izanami blankly asked. King nodded as he scratched his cheek.

"Well I'm scared. Of course I am! But I won't sacrifice anyone. I just have to fix the mistakes I made." Izanami shook her head, frowning as she turns to him.

"That's too optimistic and foolish for your role."

"Perhaps." Izanami stares at the boy. His eyes are closed. She can still feel his concerns, his fears, but still deep down, she can feel his resolve. If only for a second, her lips twitched.

"Very well do what you feel is right." Izanami began to walk towards the door.

"Wait!" King stopped her. She turned to see him getting up and stare at her. "I have at least one favor to ask of you."

In a room there laid a girl. A boy with slicked back light brown hair was asleep in a chair next to her bed. The only sounds that could be heard was the slow spin of the fan above them and the ticking of the clock. The girl felt herself stir as her eyes began to open. She blinked as light began to fill into her. The fan, she first noticed before looking to her right, where she saw a table with many medical supplies. She turned to he left and noticed the boy hunched over in the chair. She felt confused for a second. But she quickly remembers who it is.

"Naoki?"

Her voice quickly wakes up the boy as he quickly stares at the girl. His body quivering he gives her a hug, the girl feeling surprised by his sudden affection.

"Saki! Your alive!"