...I look like my father...I must be almost forty here. Though, I can't say that I don't make one fine old man.

Man, what is going on here..

Hey Sir Douchebag Algus, I want to talk with you.

Lord Zalbag~

Why don't you come down and see me sometime~

All I can say.... is it's about time.

You know. It's good to see Cecil and all, but we erally need to do something about the crazies.

And, I still haven't found Zalbag. It's getting to be a little bit ridiculous. There's only so far a deadguy could go..

Okay. This is ridiculous. Someone like Zalbag doesn't just up and vanish like some kind of ghost.

....I guess the next thing to do is go to the authorities.

I don't care what you people say, fog is the best. I mean, it's instant stealth, people. Seriously, though...it's a little thicker than any fog I've ever seen. And I heard rumors about people getting sick. How do you get sick from fog anyway? I think it's just crazy, really. This isn't some poisonous gas that's going to eat you alive.

...Uh... Ryd's.... who the hell is that guy you've been with...

Had an odd talk with some stranger about royalty. I mean, I suppose he's partly right, but I can't find it in myself to be so ego---don't say it Rydia. I think I'd rather be respected for who I am, not what I am. If that makes any sense at all. In the long run, maybe it doesn't matter. I'll become King and I'll have to act like it.

King Edge, has a rather nice ring to it, doncha think? Heh. I don't know if I should wave or think all the little people. Seriously though...

...thanks guys, I needed that.