Tsuna, now an older man as stared at a small gravestone that overlooked his farm on Thaumassia, Mars. He knelt on the ground as he looked at the names of the gravestones that were found as she placed a small pot of flowers there.

Alon 'Naga' Akunawa

Marina 'Aqua' Akunawa

By the time they found the remains of the ReZio, Alon had already passed in his cockpit from the wounds that he had gained from receiving damage in the combat, as for Marina, she was killed at a much earlier time during combat but the two had died in the same day.

"If only Alon can see us now, you think he'd be proud?"

"Maybe, but I wish we could have avoided their deaths."

Tsuna turned to Ars with his arms crossed as he was also looking at the names. It had been years since their deaths, and a lot had happened. During those years they had spent in hiding some like Tsuna had begun a new life, out of gift knowing full well that it was through him that he and his family was killed joining the Memento Mori. Those that stayed, continued to fight. But for Tsuna he had left, not being able to handle the guilt of what he had brought to him and his family.

"Came here to pay my respects," Ars said kneeling and placing a bouquet. After his time as the Leader of Memento Mori before Hayato's Death years after the escape to Triton.

With his leadership, Memento Mori turned to form a Shadow Organization into a Resistance Movement designed to end the War between the major powers that returned to fighting after they believed that the threat of Memento Mori was over. The road that led to it was long but after years of carefully gathering allies who saw through the lies of the incident on Luna and helped bring the end of the war.

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And with the end of the War, Ars had personally disbanded the Memento Mori but instead of Returning to Venus where he can go back to serving Matriarch Zuhayir, he became a Journalist wandering the Galaxy doubling as an anti-war activist.

"Did I miss anything?"

The two turned their heads to find Dain who was also carrying a handful of flowers, where the two had chosen a more pacifist life. Dain had chosen the life of a mercenary who leads a Mercenary Unit that focuses more on helping those that were affected by the War and offered them a chance to work in this already war-torn Galaxy.

"So the Mercenary is here," Ars said teasingly, it was often common for the two to work together with Dain offering to work as the bodyguard of the Journalist at times.

"Am I late?" Dain joked as he placed the flower in front of the graves. "I was off visiting the other graves of the other fallen Memento Mori members."

"Nope we were just relaxing that's all," Tsuna smiled as the three of them just silently shared this moment, but then Ars let out a tired sigh.

"Did you hear the news? The galaxy is picking sides once more." Ars said with both Dain and Tsuna grunting.

"I don't want to fight anymore," Tsuna spoke up, he had been in this fight the moment he could walk. He was tired, and he had lost important people just to get this peace. "We're not asking you we're warning you," Dain said looking at the graves of Alon and Marina.

"Kind of makes you wonder how many lives would be ruined over the greed of the few," Tsuna mused sadly. "Every generation has its share of conflict it seems. You cannot escape it."

"Lament all you want but in each generation, there are also those who would stand against this kind of problem." Ars countered with Dain nodding in agreement. "Like those who carry the spirit of the Memento Mori."

"Then I hope the next generation will be stronger than us," Dain commented as they all took a glance at the graves. Eventually, Ars walked away with a nod and he walked away in silence, Dain sighed as he nodded at Tsuna who stood up and walked away as well leaving Tsuna with the graves of the two.

"May the next generation never suffer as we did." Tsuna prayed silently as he got up and walked away.

The End.