I apologize for my unannounced absence, I owe everyone an apology. Yuuko... I suppose I will be working in the tavern continuously for the next two weeks.
Gon... Trunks... Yuusuke. I...
I don't think I will go to the ball... I'll stay working at the tavern.
[doumeki]Are you hurt? ... I don't know why, but I feel I should ask you this.[/]
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It was the perfect reconstruction of the village, my homeland. I was convinced it was real... after being summoned to Purgatorium without notice... experiencing such unbelievable events... I believed it could be possible.
I spent whole days in that dream, hours truly passed. Twilight, dawn... I even dreamed. A forest, spiderwebs, the figure of a archer.
Another night I dream to be in Purgatorium, but I always awakened and was back at home. Life was peaceful.
Until it shattered like a mirror and there was nothing but silence, and darkness. All I felt was vertigo, grappling, inevitable. Spent what it seemed like centuries, until that voice, that arrogant, taunting, brash voice.
All was nothing but a fiendish delusion, someone toyed with my fears and unreachable desires. I will not forgive them.
But first, I must unravel their identity.[/]