'Was this all for naught?' the half-elf questioned in his mind, as he laid there thinking about all the work he had done. All the time and effort, only to be beaten down by Emil and his friends. All the damn stinkin' time he placed in forming the Vanguard, gathering the Centurion cores, researching about Niflheim, obtaining the Sacred Stone...
What was it all for?
Frustrated, the red head clenched his hands and cursed under his breath. The sacrifices--what was it all for? In a moment of depletion, a boy appeared. Blonde, tanned with brown eyes, wearing a white coat and only a few feet away from the purple clad man. He stepped forth, approac