Wow, I've been so caught up in reading fanfics lately that I kinda sorta almost completely forgot about the one I was writing… As you'll see, there's not really a delay, but I rushed myself to write this chapter for the sake of consistency.

He'll probably never read this or any of my stuff until I write a KH fic, but Redeeming Endeavor is officially the first writer to make my favourite authors list. His style is a good mixture of hilarious and fluffy, and I thoroughly enjoyed all of his stories.

Thanks to AnriMia24and Mr0cheese for reviewing!

Well, time to continue this depressing story…

Disclaimer: The disclaimer can be found on chapter one

Separation

The past year in Kalay was definitely one of the most difficult years of Isaac's life. Few twenty-eight-year-old men had to go through the pain of helping their amputee father and perpetually sick mother regain the lives that were stolen from them by an unforeseen force of nature. Who could possibly relate to teaching their father, a right-handed man, how to do everything with his left because there was nothing remaining of the other arm? How could someone know how to care for a woman who was clearly getting closer to the end each and every day she lived?

No. This was more than that. This wasn't some random event that shook the lives of so many people; it happened for a reason. Everything had a cause. This had nothing to do with Mother Nature or Venus or Mars reacting violently. It wasn't chance that had taken his father's arm or his mother's health. Fate hadn't destroyed the homes of his loved ones. Aaron's death, and the devastation of Garet's family, had nothing to do with the fury of nature. Isaac knew the true cause of all this turmoil and chaos.

It was his fault.

He'd never had much of a choice in the matter, but he knew that the blame would fall to him regardless. He disobeyed the Wise One. Back when they'd confronted Felix's group on their adventure he'd had the choice of fulfilling his mission, thus destroying Weyard inevitably, or abandoning it for Felix and the others. At the time the choice seemed so simple, but it became clear to him that his choice had been too hasty. He was paying the price for his foolish actions. Hindsight, as they say, is 20/20.

Isaac sighed as the last floorboard was placed down. The Lookout Cabin was finally complete. After deciding that his parents needed to be taken care of, he'd sent them to live in a home for the elderly. He felt awful, but he wouldn't be able to take care of them all the time, especially after making his oath to send himself to exile. He'd picked the most remote section of the rocky, barren Goma Range to set up his new home. Because the eruption was indirectly his fault, it would only be appropriate that he spend the rest of his days keeping an eye on Mt. Aleph's activity. At least he still had Mia. Even after he had a mental breakdown, she promised she'd stay with him, even if it meant living in exile with him.

"Isaac…" a soft voice said from the doorway. Glancing up, Isaac saw Mia approaching, her light footsteps silent against the wooden floor.

"What is it, Mia? I thought you were helping out at the orphanage today."

"I was, but… something came up…" she trailed off. It was then that Isaac noticed her holding a piece of paper. A single water droplet hit the floor, and Isaac quickly looked up to see Mia crying.

"Mia, what's wrong?! What happened?"

She seemed too upset to reply verbally, so she handed him the letter before slumping down on the single wooden chair in the corner of the room. Isaac was afraid to look at the letter. This situation seemed all too familiar, except the last time this had happened it was he who was beside himself with grief. Hands shaking, he slowly brought his attention from the sobbing woman to the letter in his hands.

Mia and Isaac,

I don't have much time to write this, so I have to make it as quick as possible. Disaster has struck Imil. The trolls won the battle against the maulers, but they've set their sights on a new target. The maulers, with nowhere to go, attacked us for our land. The trolls, in their pride and greed, also attacked. The worst part is that the lizard men saw this as an opportunity to strike us while we were down. We're pinned down out here, and we need one of you to return if Imil is to survive. Megan can't handle the healing alone, but the militia needs a tactician. There's only one of me, so one of you will have to return to aid us. Please hurry; a response is not necessary.

Justin

The letter dropped out of the Venus adept's quivering hands. He stared straight ahead as it fell softly to his feet.

"No…" he whispered. The sound of Mia's sobs brought his attention back to her. "Mia, I… what should we do?"

"I have to go back, Isaac. It's the only home I've ever had! I can't let my home end up like yours, I just can't!" she managed to cry out between sobs.

"I'll go with you."

"No, Isaac, you have to stay here. I know you've exiled yourself, but the citizens still need you, whether you think so or not. You can't abandon them now."

"I'm not going to lose you, Mia. I have to be there to protect you from anything."

A sad chuckle escaped her sobs, "I can take care of myself, Isaac. I've had to my entire life."

"Until you met me, and since then we've never been apart. It'll be fine, though. I'll just use the Teleport Lapis to…" It was then that Isaac stopped in sudden realization. He didn't have the Teleport Lapis anymore; he'd returned it to Felix long ago. His heart dropped into his stomach when he looked back up to Mia. She'd clearly already realized this when she first read the letter. Life's cruelty made itself known as Isaac remembered that he also wouldn't be able to retrieve the psynergy relic from Felix. A dark memory resurfaced in his mind…

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She had to be here, the only way out of this place was the entrance. Isaac took a step down the staircase of the inn. He'd been looking for Garet, but couldn't find him anywhere. Noticing Jenna walk into the inn, he followed her, hoping she would know where the tall Mars adept was. However, he'd lost sight of her when he entered the nearly empty building.

As he slowly walked down the stairs leading to the inn's rooms, Isaac swore he could hear chokes and sobs coming from the room on the other side of the wall. It wasn't that he'd heard it often, but he knew what Jenna sounded like when she was crying, and it was definitely her in the other room. Carefully stepping towards the door, Isaac hesitated slightly before giving a light knock.

"No visitors, please!" came Jenna's voice from the other side.

"It's me, Jenna," he called back. A moment later, the door unlocked, and Jenna peeked out the slightly cracked door.

"Oh, hi, Isaac. Sorry, I'm not feeling well. Maybe another time," she said, about to close the door.

"Wait," he said, sticking his foot in the doorway, "I was looking for Garet, but now you're troubling me more, Jenna. I know you're not sick, but you've got something on your mind. What's wrong?"

"Please, Isaac, it's none of your concern. I think Garet went-"

"But it is my concern!" he interjected. "You're my friend, Jenna, and friends don't just let each other wallow in pain. I know something's on your mind. Please, Jenna, I just want to help."

Isaac felt the pressure from the door release his foot. Following Jenna into the room, he sat down beside her on the bed. She bit her lip in uncertainty. Apparently she was still wondering if it was something worth troubling him over.

"Jenna," he said calmly, "you don't have to worry about me. I just want to know if there's anything I can do."

She sniffled, composing herself a bit before speaking. "F-Felix… he's missing."

Isaac's eyes went wide at her statement. Felix was missing? Impossible! How could she know that if he'd been living in Lalivero? "Wait, how do you know that? Did Sheba say he was?"

She nodded, wiping her tears with the back of her arm. "I got a letter from Sheba earlier. Apparently he got a letter from some guy called the High Empyror or something. It said that this guy wanted to meet him for something regarding the Golden Sun event. Felix promised Sheba he would only be gone for four months at most, but she said he's been gone for over a year now. My brother would never abandon Sheba; he loves her too much. Something must have happened! No one's heard anything from him, though. I can't even begin to think of places he may have ended up."

Isaac was speechless. Felix, the man he'd looked up to, fought beside, respected more than any other was missing? Who, or what, could have bested him? Wait, how was he even sure if Felix was defeated? But that seemed like the only reasonable explanation. Felix wouldn't have just left when he had his whole life ahead of him, so that could only mean that something terrible happened.

Unable to think of anything to say, Isaac shook his head before stuttering, "Jenna, I-I'm so sorry. I had no idea. What did your parents say?"

"I didn't tell them. They're too old and frail now, Isaac. If news of Felix's disappearance reached them, I'm afraid the shock of losing him might… might…"

"It's alright, Jenna, I understand."

Jenna hugged her knees to her chest, much like she used to do when they were younger. Isaac put his arm over her shoulders to comfort her.

"You'll be okay, Jenna. We'll help you get through this."

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"Mia… I need you. Why is this all happening now?" he lamented. Dropping to his knees, he hung his head in sadness. He could hear Mia's footsteps as she walked over to him and took his hands in hers.

"I'll always be with you, Isaac, in here," she gently poked where his heart was. "As soon as everything in Imil is cleared up, I'll come back to you, I promise."

She did something then that stole his attention. Removing her engagement ring, she placed it in his hand and closed his fingers over it. "I'll be wanting this back. Now you have a guarantee that I'll come back. Keep your chin up, love," she tilted his head up and smiled sadly at him.

Out of impulse, Isaac fiercely wrapped his arms around the Mercury adept in front of him. He hadn't spent a day without her since his awakening in Bilibin. To think that everything was going so well for them before was almost like a dream. Maybe he had dreamt all of the good things. He felt her arms curl around him, rubbing his back gently.

"I love you, Mia."

"I love you too, Isaac."

He never wanted to let her go. She'd always been there for him. He didn't even know what things might be like if she wasn't there to be his pillar of support. Eventually, though, she loosened her grip, forcing him to do the same.

"I'll write to you as soon as I get there. Be strong, Isaac."

They stood, and Isaac followed her to the door. He took a deep breath and held the tears in. This wasn't a real goodbye, anyway. She would inevitably be back, she promised him, after all. Upon reaching the doorway, Mia pulled him into another embrace.

"I'm going to miss you, Isaac. I'll be glad to see this place when it's finished, though. It'll look good with furniture."

"For you, Mia, I'll make it the most homey place possible."

She smiled sadly and dropped her arms from around him. Even the gesture of ending a hug made him sad. He felt physically weakened by sadness. Dropping his arms as well, he looked away from her to hide his sorrow.

"I guess… this is goodbye," she said.

"Yeah… goodbye for now," he said quietly.

She placed her hand on his cheek so that he would look at her. Placing a short, passionate kiss on his lips, she sadly turned around and walked out the door.

Isaac stared after her, not wanting to close the door until she was completely out of sight. He watched as she crossed the bridge and walked down the staircase. Even from a distance, Isaac could see that she was crying again, and that knowledge ate at his heart. He wanted nothing more than to run to her, tell her she didn't have to go, tell her that he would stay with her no matter what. But it was a selfish thing for him to want. She was doing this for the both of them. His eyes followed her until the last bit of blue stopped in front of the cave mouth. He watched as she stopped and looked back at the cabin once more. He slowly waved his hand to her, and stopped when she brought her hand up to her mouth and entered the tunnel. It was painful to see her so sad, but he knew that nothing would stop her at this point.

He was alone.

Sighing, Isaac closed the door and turned to face the empty room. He dragged his feet as he walked towards the furniture piled in one corner of the room. He began lying out a rug in front of the fireplace, and placed a doormat by the entrance. Better to start from the bottom up.

The interior of the cabin was, truthfully, very nice by anyone's standards. Mia was impressed by the detail that Isaac had put into it. She'd even giggled and given him a loving kiss when he showed her a future child's playroom.

Isaac shook the thoughts of Mia from his mind. He wouldn't get through this if thoughts of her constantly plagued him. If only it were as simple as telling himself not to think about her, but that only made the beautiful, blue-haired woman cross his mind even more. Perhaps finishing the décor for the house would help take his mind off of her.

A sudden, unexpected knock at the door broke his thoughts. Isaac felt his heart rate quicken. Had she come back? Would she confess that she wanted him to go with her? Would they run off to face another adventure together? These and many other thoughts raced through his head as he briskly made his way over to the door. However, he was slightly disappointed to see his best friend there instead.

"You finished it! Great work, Isaac!" shouted Garet.

Isaac gave him a slight smile, opening the door a bit more to let him in. He wasn't sure what the connection was, but ever since Aaron's untimely death Garet had been a much more mature person. His act-first-think-later attitude had been replaced with a more levelheaded one. Had the death of his brother really matured him? Whatever the reason, Isaac was neither unhappy nor thrilled with the change in his friend. In his eyes, it was just a natural change.

"Need any help moving the furniture around? I can see that it's what you were doing," said Garet, noting the few pieces that seemed in place.

"Yeah, that'd be great, thanks. I'm just trying to keep busy for a while."

"Oh? What's on your mind?"

Isaac hesitated before sighing and disclosing the events to Garet. "Mia left for Imil earlier. We got a letter from Justin saying that the monsters have finally ended their quarrel with each other and began focusing their attacks on the village."

"Ah, I see, so that's why she passed by me looking all down and depressed. Why didn't you go with her?"

"Because she insisted I stay. They only needed one of us to go, and Mia wanted me to help out here still. Can't say I'm much help, though. I'm in exile, and I'm the one who caused all of this, anyway."

Garet shook his head, the usual reaction he expressed during the repeated conversation he'd had with Isaac. "This isn't your fault, Isaac. You keep telling me that joining up with Felix and the others was a mistake, but imagine what would've happened if we hadn't. Either we'd have ended up dead, or they would. I know it's almost impossible to imagine ending up fighting with them, but if we were fighting for our ideals, then it would have most definitely ended in that. This was a freak accident, Isaac. No one is at fault here."

Isaac sighed. He knew Garet was right, but he couldn't shake the feeling of guilt when he associated the events with what happened. Garet wouldn't accept his apology for causing Aaron's death. He'd simply told Isaac to shut up about the whole blaming himself for the incident thing. Obviously the Mars adept was still on edge about his brother, so Isaac had made sure not to bring him up since then.

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"Phew, I'm beat!" huffed Garet as they brought the last mattress upstairs.

They'd spent the entire day furnishing the house, and other than a few touch-ups and cleaning, they were pretty much finished.

"We should hit up Patcher's Place. He's got a full-on inn running on the other side of that tunnel. Besides, you look like you haven't had a drink in a while."

Isaac looked at his friend confusedly. "Patcher? You mean that kid we grew up with? How could he be running an inn?"

Garet laughed heartily at his friend's confusion, "Isaac, you forget that we don't age properly. In case you forgot, we only look twenty. Everyone else ages at a regular rate. Patcher's probably twenty-six or twenty-seven now. It doesn't really matter how old we look, anyhow; Patcher knows us personally. He knows that we're older than him, so we'll be fine."

Isaac thought about it for a second. "Well, I suppose it has been a while since I let loose."

Garet grinned and slapped Isaac's shoulder, "Now you're talkin'! C'mon, first drinks are on me!"

The two friends laughed as they grabbed their jackets and walked out of the cabin. No matter what sort of critical thoughts Isaac may have had about Garet, he couldn't deny that he was a true friend.

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The two of them sat at the bar while they conversed with their old friend, Patcher. Isaac was surprised to see so many people living up in the mountains near his cabin. It seemed that most of them had built their homes right into the rocky face of the plateaus and cliffs that led towards his new home.

"So," started Patcher, wiping down the counter with a rag, "where're your women tonight, fellas? Didn't ditch 'em for a night out, did'ya?"

"Nah," replied Garet, taking another gulp of his third ale, "I thought I'd come up to check on Isaac. Jen's been arguing with me a lot lately, though."

"Really?" asked Isaac. "About what?"

"Nothing important, at least I don't think so. She's pissed 'cause apparently this chick who works at the item shop has been flirting with me and checking me out. Honestly, the weapon shop and item shop are connected, so obviously I'm gonna see her all the time and talk to her if we have the same lunch break. Not gonna lie though, she's got some of the sexiest blue eyes I've ever seen."

"Oh, damn," laughed Patcher, "you're talking about Roxanne – or Roxy – eh? The brunette one, right? She's definitely a looker."

"Heh, I'll drink to that," agreed Garet, emptying his glass.

Chuckling, Isaac turned the topic back on Garet, "Maybe she is hot, Garet, but weren't you gonna propose to Jenna? I beat you to it with Mia."

Garet laughed and shoved him lightly, "Shut it, Isaac! I got close, but then we started getting in all these stupid little arguments. I still care about her a lot and everything, but now seems like the dumbest time to get down on one knee for her."

"Well, y'know, you getting on one might just get her on two, if you catch my drift," Patcher said mischievously. The three men roared in laughter, causing a few people to look over at them. Isaac could care less how he appeared right now. It had been so long since he'd had real guy time, and it felt good to get back into all the rude jokes and crude, sexual humour.

The jingly bell rattled as the front doors opened to reveal Ivan and Samantha. The three men at the bar waved over to them.

"Hey, guys!" said Sam as she cheerfully skipped towards them. Isaac had liked Sam from the moment he first met her. She was very bubbly and seemed so carefree. Her sense of humour made her more like one of the guys than the girls, so they never had to worry about offending her. The only strange thing about Ivan and Sam as a couple was that she looked much older than him, despite Ivan actually being a year older than her; which often garnered them strange looks, as it wasn't every day that a twenty-five-year-old woman was dating someone who looked about nineteen.

"Hey, Sam, how's it going?" asked Isaac.

"I'd say it's going really well, wouldn't you, hon?" she replied, directing her question to Ivan.

The Jupiter adept made his way onto a stool beside Garet and blushed when she asked him. "Y-yeah, we're content…"

"Pfft, the hell's that supposed to mean?" blurted Garet.

"I think it has something to do with the sparkly new addition to her hand, wouldn't you agree, Isaac?" said Patcher, smiling as he nodded towards her.

Sam beamed and giggled as she lifted her left hand for all of the men to see. On her ring finger was a dazzling gold ring with an emerald, the same colour as her hair, situated in it.

"Hey, congrats, guys!" shouted Isaac. "Guess that means it's just you, Garet!"

"Yeah, I gue- Hey! Will you put a lid on it already, Isaac! This is about Ivan and Sam!"

Garet fumed while the rest of them laughed at Isaac's constant teasing of Garet's engagement situation. Sam made her way over to Ivan and wrapped her arms around him from behind.

"My little Ivey-wivey proposed in the most spectacular way I could've ever dreamed of! It's actually the reason we're up here!"

Garet smirked, "Is that so? Why don't you tell us how it went, Ivey-wivey?" Isaac and Patcher snickered at the ridiculous pet name. Ivan just kept blushing, either feeling embarrassed or bashful from the whole situation.

"I, uh, it was nothing big really…" he muttered.

"Ugh, if you won't tell them, I will!" shouted Sam, smacking him on the arm. "Well, I don't know if you guys knew yet, but Ivan finished the first soarwing prototype. He said he wanted to take a spin with me so I was like 'sure, why not?' Little did I know that he was gonna fly us all the way from Kalay to the top of the mountain so we could watch Sol set over the horizon. He was such a cutie when he was stuttering and getting down on one knee. I thought he was gonna faint, but then when he opened the box, I was the one who almost fainted! I'll spare you the mushy details, but it was romantic! We figured we were close to here, so it seemed like a good idea to pop in and see Patcher!"

Taking a few breaths from her lengthy story, Sam placed a big, wet kiss on Ivan's temple before hopping onto his lap. Still blushing, Ivan had a shaky grin on his face as he looked up to his old friends.

Patcher unexpectedly burst out laughing, earning him a few odd smiles from the group. "Ivan, you dope! Proposing is nothing to be embarrassed about! Here's an idea, drinks all around to celebrate the new fiancées, on the house!"

Isaac and Garet cheered while Sam giggled a bit. Ivan just blushed harder, still unsure of how he was meant to react to the whole situation.

"So, Sam," Patcher asked as he handed her usual martini to her, "I think Garet's got a pressing question since he should probably get a woman's opinion."

"Ugh, not you too, Patch. I didn't ask for a roast here! Sol, everyone's just ganging up on me because I haven't proposed to Jenna yet!" Garet groaned, throwing his hands up for added effect.

"Well, actually I was gonna ask her what she thought of Roxy, but I guess that's a good point too. Sam, how should Garet make up with Jenna, and how long should he wait to propose to her?"

She pondered for a moment, sipping her sweet, girly drink. "Hmm, well, to answer your first question, I think Roxy's a babe. Back in my first year at U of K, all my guy friends were super into her. She's a sweet girl and everything, but I hear her dad's a hardass. If he knew about half the parties she's been to, I bet he'd disown her."

"Haha, watch out, Garet. Either deal with the wrath of Jenna or the wrath of Roxanne's dad," chuckled Isaac. Garet just groaned again.

"And to answer your other questions, maybe do both at the same time? You could probably make up with her by proposing. Take her somewhere nice and sweep her off her feet!"

The Mars adept sat silently for a second, probably thinking it was strange that he'd just been told to do what he earlier had said was a stupid idea. "I guess I could try…" Garet muttered into his empty ale glass. Patcher was quick to refill it, making Garet's fifth glass already.

"Hey, Isaac," said Ivan, finally seeming to drop the embarrassed act, "where's Mia tonight? You guys are usually inseparable."

"Oh, yeah… well, y'see, she had to go back to Imil. There's been some monster trouble up there. I would've gone with her, but with all the reparations and stuff going on, she told me that I should stay here to help out the citizens. I'm not really helping since I live all the way out here, but I think she wants me to stay safe."

Ivan and Sam glanced at each other before the former spoke again. "Oh, that's too bad. I'm sure she'll be back here soon enough. I can't imagine she'd try to stay there longer than she has to. After all, you two were supposed to get married last year. I'm sure once everything's good in Imil, she'll be running back here so you two can finally tie the knot."

Isaac smiled at his friends. Garet gave him a thumbs-up, Patcher nodded as he wiped a glass, and Sam and Ivan smiled towards him. As long as he had friends like them, maybe he'd be okay while Mia was away. Of course he'd rather that she were here, but his friends would make due while she wasn't.

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It was well past midnight when Isaac, Garet, Ivan, and Sam decided they'd stayed out long enough. Isaac offered for them to all stay at his cabin since it was much closer than the town. Patcher's was fully booked for the night, so they didn't really have much choice. Isaac held up a drunkenly staggering Garet. They'd actually lost count of how many glasses the Mars adept had downed. Ivan was initially planning to fly back to Kalay with Sam, but she insisted that he was much too tired to control the soarwing now.

"Well, here we are," said Isaac as he unlocked the door. "Garet, I'm gonna lay you on the couch, okay?"

"Yeah… w'ever," Garet managed to mumble with slurred words.

"There's a spare bed just down the hallway, guys," Isaac gestured towards the room. After laying Garet on the couch, Isaac was wrapped in a hug by Sam.

"Thanks for letting us stay here tonight, and don't fret, Isaac. I can tell you're worried about Mia, but she'll be back before you know it."

Isaac smiled to her. It was rare that people made such a strong impression on him, but he was glad Ivan had managed to find such a keeper. He watched as the two of them headed down the hallway. Before Ivan entered the room though, Isaac called out to him.

"Hey, Ivan."

"Yeah, Isaac?"

He couldn't help himself from saying it, so smirking he called back, "Don't make too much noise."

He couldn't see that well in the dark, but he knew that Ivan was blushing. He heard Sam laugh from within the room, and watched as a hand pulled Ivan in by the shirt collar before the door closed. Isaac chuckled as he heard the lock click, and he made his way upstairs towards his newly finished bedroom.

Isaac's mind was filled with thoughts of Mia as he changed into his nightclothes. He wondered where she was, if she was safe, how she would actually get to Imil if the monsters were attacking. He approached the window and opened the blinds. Luna was shining brightly over the mountaintops; it was a breathtaking sight. Closing his eyes, Isaac silently prayed.

Luna, please watch over Mia. Help her to stay safe. Give her the strength to end the war in Imil quickly. I love her more than anything on Weyard. Please bring her back to me safe and sound. My prayers are with you, Luna, and with Mia.

He remembered that the ring was still in his pants pocket, so he dug it out and held it up to the moonlight. The diamonds almost seemed to absorb the moonlight as they sparkled in his hand. Smiling softly, he placed the ring on his windowsill and laid down for bed. He hugged the pillow that lay beside the one he was resting on. It had her scent, so he closed his eyes, pretending it was her to help ease him into a peaceful sleep. He couldn't wait for the day that she would return to him. He had no idea how long she would be, but he remembered her words as his consciousness faded.

I'll always be with you, Isaac, here in your heart.

I know, I know, Mia doesn't actually say 'here in your heart', but that last line wouldn't make sense if it just said 'in here'.

Hey, what do you know I actually did include Sam in my story. Not to sound cocky (since I did invent her), but I like her character quite a bit now that I've actually made a person out of her crappy description by Ivan. Because of her, this is actually my new favourite chapter, believe it or not.

So what did you guys think? Sorry if it felt like the tone was changing constantly, but I wanted to capture more of Isaac's relationships with his friends. It seems like all I've written about for the past while is his relationship with Mia, and while that makes sense (seeing as he's been living with her), I feel like I haven't exactly been clear on what his relationships are with the other main people. Even though this is the decline of Isaac's emotions, there are always the little things in life that can make things good.

Also, it's been a while since I played DD, so if Patcher seems OOC, it's probably because I don't remember what he's actually like. You only get to see him for something like ten minutes in the game anyway, so I don't really care. My excuse is that he's a young Patcher in this :P.

Oh, Roxanne (Roxy) is also OC, but I based her slightly off the item shop girl in Kalay; and by based off of, I mean they have the same hair colour… :). BUT I did take into account the fact that, since Garet works at the weapon shop, the only thing separating the weapon and item shop is the building that I assume has an entrance into from both sides.

So, lots of stuff going on: Ivan's gonna get married to Sam, Mia's left Isaac temporarily to help out in Imil, Garet's having girl troubles, and Felix is missing. Hopefully some of this stuff seems canonical because I'm trying to make it so that this story flows into DD without seeming nonsensical.

R&R and check out my soundcloud (I'm hopefully gonna upload a crapton of songs soon, I've just been trying to make too many unfinished ones)!

-GengaJupite