“So ... you knew about it?” I say surprised. He seems to have seen me for a type of camera in Atsushi aircraft and have recognized me immediately. He said he had received a warning of something (I) invading the airspace of that city.

'I should be more careful with this kind of approach, did not know there was a city here. 'I thought at the time, but had nothing to do, so I did not give much attention to the subject.

“Yes, it was quite strange to see you appear out of nowhere on the city walls,” he says with a disbelieving voice, “I had a hard time trying to calm the person sailing that phantomx-14 jet.” It seems that took long words for it, seeing as time it took to Atsushi regain composure.

“It was then that I confirmed his identity.” He says looking at me, he seemed to have less how I came to be here. Then he would ask me to affirm his suspicions. I said he could have done it any other way, but Richard says that it did not raise suspicions of people staying here. It seemed to have worked.

“But how did you know right away that it was me?” I speak of the time when he asked me who I was and I replied saying a stupid excuse.

“You had the talent to make these kinds of excuses meaningless.” He responds in a sarcastic tone. I not want to admit it but ... He's totally right.

With a smile I say, “At least I do not sucked finger to fourteen.”

After listening to me he gave a little cough and said, “Well, that aside, what happened to you? I was surprised with his speed in that time.”

“I was tele ported to a world of fantasy and,” I say, glancing in his direction - “after two years got the power to open a hole in the space to get back here.”

With mixed feelings, I think about my past. I really think it's a difficult go through what I did not change dramatically. Despite having to be ruthless in many moments in this world, I could preserve my personality.

“I had suspected, but really ... you get so strong?” He says with a little doubt. I would also suspect a friend of mine said that when I was a normal person. But now, both for him and me, it is not entirely impossible.

I speak confidently: “Yes, I can even say that nothing in this world can hurt me.” However, with these new technologies, there could be a gun that can. But I'm not sure.

Letting out a loud sigh, Richard says shocked: “It can not be helped, but” with a look of doubt, question, “what will make the left that point on?”

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People nowadays seem to recover very quickly from his shock. Forget, I think that is only my imagination.

I feel weird. Despite having decided that I could restart my life if my relatives were dead. With the discovery of Richard, one of my best friends live, I do not know what to do, I should try find out more about it?

“You could tell if our friends or ... If my relatives still live?” These last words seem to have more weight than I thought.

“I'm sorry ... I cannot say exactly, since after a while I lost my communications with they.”

He says with his head down: “But I can say that our friends were not as lucky as me.”

It seems that Richard joined the air forces of Japan when he was young. He also seems to have turned a great general, with the new technology he was able to extend its useful life, although he says it was very expensive. Now he is training some young for the national air force, which has gained much importance after this new era. I probably know why.

“Ahhh ...” This is really depressing, have their hopes destroyed, it is a very bad thing.

“But they followed their lives, probably had their children and grandchildren. “

Richard says: “I can confidently say that they had a happy life.” A smile complex, full of empathy on his face. Then he also has his own children and grandchildren?

It seems I have to think a little more about it.

“Well, I still have issues to resolve.” Tell Richard, rising from the couch. Looking in my direction.

“You can stay here for a while if you want.” He seems to have realized that I needed some time alone.

“I'm going then.” He said walking towards the door. My gaze following him.

'He looks more like a grandfather than a friend.' A smile forming on my lips. This really seems our relationship.

“Richard ...” I speak loud enough for him to hear me.

“Yes?” He looks at me, his hand on the doorknob.

“Thank you.” Below my head.

“Is nothing.” He says with a smile before opening the door and go.

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Author:This will probably be a strange chapter. But had no non-sense tag when I create this ff.