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Fantasy Reaper 3: Final March

"Don't thank me. I did it out of my own hatred." Günther said and looked at Arya's gun. "I even had to use up the ammunition I had for Arya's pistol" He added.
 
Günther stared at the gun for a few moments before lifting it up to his head. He held it against his temple and pulled the trigger, hoping there would magically appear a bullet in the chamber that would kill him. Of course magic didn't exist and the hammer just make a loud clicking sound and Günther's hand moved slowly back to where it was.
 
Aroria had no idea the gun was not loaded, so she flipped her shit. She pushed him down against the bed and held her body on his, trying to keep him from itm he never cocked the gun and she panicked befor she could hear the click.
 
Günther looked at Aroria silently for a moment. "Why did you try and stop me?" He asked.
 
"Why? I'm just a random doctor who has not had a reason to live for 5 years." Günther said, tears forming in his eyes.
 
"Then find a reason to live! Arya would want you to move on laddie! Not sulk about like this for the rest of yer life!" She shouted, she was in tears now, laying on top of him, crying into his chest. The memories of arya, someone who cared about her better than anyone, the only one she wasn't shy around. Traces of her Irish heritage came out in her voice. She spoke in and Irish accent, something she normally spoke to little and quietly to hear.
 
"Do you think I haven't tried finding a reason. I spent the first year, trying to do my work but it didn't help. It's not like a reason will just come my way because I don't have one. I'm completely useless. Been for 5 years. Arya was the only reason why I could move forward in life." Günther said. His accent was getting a quite strong German tone to itself.
 
"Do you think I would try to kill myself if Arya was here. She is dead! There is nothing that could change that!" Günther shouted, starting to cry.
 
"Don't you think I know that ye self centered idiot?!" By now his shirt was soaked from her tears. "I loved her! She was my idol! Yet you act as though your the only one who as a right to mourn her! Why can't I?! Why......! Why can't I mourn her.........." She said the last sentence in a sobbing, broken wisper.
 
Günther was silent for a moment and then spoke. "I never said you can't mourn. But other people's mourning won't give me a reason to live." He said.
 
"And how would you do that?" Günther asked, glancing at the gun in his hand before looking back at Aroria.
 
Aroria had out out so much emotion it left her tired. She almost fell asleep right there on top of him. "I.... Will....Be th....there....for......." She trailed off as her mind sliped away into unconsciousness
 
Günther watched Aroria fall unconsious, wrapping his arms around her. He felt like what she had just tried to say was very important. He closed his eyes and sighed quietly. "Is this what you wanted, Arya?" He asked quietly.
 
Amelia scowled. So the wraith had sided with them. Abel would need to know.


'One wraith versus an army of them. Ooh, I wonder who will win..?' She spoke the last sentence in a bored, sarcastic sing-song voice.


Soon enough, Leah heart started itself again. Over several minutes, her face and limbs slowly began to flood with color again, and she suddenly shuddered, then gave several bloody coughs. Almost, almost healed. Just enough for her heart to start working again, though almost. She began to struggle against whomever was holding her, trying to stand and catch a breath. Eventually, she had collapsed onto the ground, trying to gasp for air through the blood stuck in her throat.
 
Amelia wrinkled her nose at the little girl. 'Perhaps your daddy should stop lying to you? Now shut up before you get even more stupid.' The assassin growled her words. She wanted just to be done with this girl. Why would she not shut the hell up..?!
 
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"Why are you even doing this? Don't you see your plan will never work. Your too irritable. If I just keep talking I win. You can't kill me cause it would ruin the trap. And you can't knock me out because my threads would ripp you apart..... But your to irritable to keep listening to me talking. You realy have no option but to give me back. "


(She is gonna get in your head till you find a way to make her stop. xD )
 
Abel had been informed that there was someone in the medical wing, where nobody had been authorized to enter. He made his way there, unknowing that Yato had already left the scene. He didn't look angry, just... Irritated. First, Galenoir asks for his three best workers, then Zero leaves on an assignment Galenoir had for him, and now the base is popping up with problems everywhere. A computer here doesn't work, intruders there, annoyances everywhere. He let out a low growl as he stepped into the medical room, seeing that there was no one there. Leah should have been there, but she was absent. Just like his patience.


Xillia searched frantically for
someone. She was getting worried. Had Abel already found out she was gone? Most definitely. Had he sent someone to retrieve them? Likely, but it didn't seem that way. Wraiths would be tearing the fortress apart by then, and from the looks of it, not a single Wraith could be found in the base. She ran through the halls, but didn't yell out anyone's name.


Revnoir wandered the halls now, his face showing no emotions. He walked silently, watching the ground with golden irises. He had to find Kirsa, but it would take awhile to find her in this massive building. He decided he would just wander and hope that he ran into her.
 
Shinohara said:
At the bench, Eve sat down with Lufferia in her arms. "Now then. Let's start." She said.
(I guess it's a fade to black.)
(yep of course)


Vayne lies down as he panted "that wasn't bad but my sister...." he said as he looked at Lufferia.


"nah it's okay I'm still pure" Lufferia said smiling.
 
When the girl began speaking again, Amelia gave what was a cross between a sigh and a snarl. She raced through a list of things she had brought with her, not much. A muscle in her jaw twitched, by now she wasn't listening to Asilia's words more than she just heard a dull blur of sound. Making a pair of earmuffs from her icy threads, she pulled them on. Sure, she might get a headache from cold, but a migraine was coming on from the tiny Tsukiborodo's voice.
 

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