*Dion gets up.*

"6, do you really want to die? Or are you just afraid of living anymore? You don' have to answer, just think about it... for what time you have left to think."

*Dion takes one last look at the man, and leaves and goes to the deck, hearing that they are nearing land.*

"Ahh, here we are. I wonder if those demons are here? I do hope so. I'll make sure those people from Salamander are avenged. Dirty demons, no soul or regard for life."

*Dion takes out the Ragnarok and stares at it's rusty blade. He leans heavily on his once broken leg to make sure it is alright, and stares off at the new land.*






"Whenever I see the fluffy petals of a dandelion, I always think--"
"That it would be great if you could fly like that?"
"No, that it would itch if the fluff got into my ear."

~Gardenia and Kite, .hack//Infection
AIM:RagnarokWielder1
DC:Dion's Revenge