Helena lays down on the bed, still having the two of them tied up on the floor while she faces them.

"Got any more questions?" She rests her head on her hands, her eyes only barely open.

"Can you tell us more about the Principles' strength?" Johan asks with a louder voice to keep her awake.

"Oh, yes... I don't know much about that... They are ranked by strength and inteligence... I also heard rumors that the top four Principles have the power that far exceeds a Grandmaster's and even the power to singlehandedly take over nations... Those are just baseless rumors though..." Her head falls and she closes her eyes while laying her head on her arms.

"That could be true... I have seen their power, they can easily destroy cities with it."

"Yeah... All of them can, not an impressive feat..." Helena says nonchalantly, "now, will you tell me what the argument was between you two or would you like to get thrown out the window?"

"Johan spoke of a 'curse' i'm not quite sure, he says he will leave once we revive his friend."

She instantly opens her eyes and looks at Johan, "What?"

Johan looks away, somewhat ashamed or guilty, "i'm sorry, i can't stay and go with you..."

"So ignorant... Do you really think any type of curse you have will be a threat to us? Don't make me laugh..." She looks at him with a strangely kind gaze.

He returns the look with confusion as to what she said, "To put it simply, we'll control you if your curse gets out of control, i've seen it before, people who are a liability to others due to a curse, but so long as the curse is under control everything will be fine."

Suddenly, memories of his past flood back, the memories of his sister and adoptive family and the tragic past he was trying to escape, a slight smile apears on his face as he looks down but it just as quickly dissapears.

"We'll go to sleep tonight and leave again tommorrow, Johan, if you leave us i will never forgive you!" she looks at him sternly but he doesn't bother to lift his head.

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A leaf of the apple tree sways against the wind, standing alone in the bright and colorful flower field that spans for endless miles, Ezra is sitting next to the old man, leaning against the tree in solemn silence while the old man keeps constantly eating an apple.

Suddenly, Ezra's voice breaks the silence: "Why are you constantly eating those apples?! That munching sound will get etched into my mind, i'm sure of it!"

"That i cannot say, you could kind of say it is... My purpose."

"What a sad existence..."

"Sad or not it is an existence nonetheless, some don't even get that much."

"You could say that... Hey, since you're technically a god of some kind... I want to know, did my sister find peace...?"

The man looks at him, his expression not hiding his disbelief. Out of nowhere, he gives a slight smile.

"A certain girl came here a little while ago, she was constantly asking about 'Ezra' with questions like: 'is he alright?', 'Will i be reunited with him?'. Her tears made me all the more sadder, such a young girl had met death. By all means, its not an uncommon occurance but it all makes me even sadder the more i see it."

"Wh- what did you say...?!" He asks worriedly.

"I said that Ezra will be safe and sound, he is alive and well. That put a smile on her tearful face." He looks up at the sky while still munching on the apple.

"I... I just wish i could talk to her again... Even for just a few minutes..."

"I feel you... I lost my child before, it hurts... But i cannot fullfill your wish..."

"I understand, i'm sorry..."

"Your feelings are nothing to be sorry about, a strong person is one who cries without shame."

"I was wondering... Why did Lucifer attack us?"

"There is much you don't know about your own sister, but time reveals all." He looks sad.

"And what of that dream i had... That day...?"

"I... I don't understand what you're talking about... " He throws away the apple and says in confusion.

"What do you mean? Aren't you god?"

"I control all dreams and the dream you're speaking off... I never gave you a dream that day." His white hair sways against a sudden gust of wind.

It is morning and the golden rays shine through the window as Johan is getting ready to depart.

"Are you ready, Johan?" Helena barges in.

"I am, we should go as soon as possible." He leaves the room with Helena, as he looks around, the dark circles around his eyes grow slightly darker.

"Where are we supposed to go now?" Qiang looks blankly at the wall.

"There is an isolated mansion close to the border between Archos and Seelvia, according to Ezra's memories, there lives an old man who is capable of reviving people." Johan begins walking.

"Sure! Lets grab something to eat first though, i'm starvin'!" Qiang follows behind.

"Fine, nothing too crazy though, we don't have much money to spare."

They leave the inn and walk away, seemingly following a forest trail.

TO BE CONTINUED...