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"I don't remember ever lsitening to what other people tell me to do. " He said evenly, " Besides, if I were going to do something to you, don't you think I'd have done it by now? " His normally glowing hate-filled eyes now simmered darkly with conflicted feelings, he seemed... old.. weary, " I do regret what I did, I think," He said, his voice carried a tone of despair anmd regret, as if he truly was apologetic.

Dante rolled his eyes, " Yes, because there's no way I can follow you now... " he said sarcastically, following her at an easy pace, " You're definetly behaving like a queen now, shunting what you perceive as your problems aside instead of confronting them head on. " he sighed, " Hell, I just wanted to talk..."

he looked downwards, frozen in his tracks. He sighed sulllenly, " I suppose that answers that question," He said in a barely audiable growl. He looked back up at Art, his massive frame drooping a little, as a dog might after being scolded for making a mess on the floor.
He slumped to the ground, " What are you trying to save, Art? If you can not forgive me, as my tresspass is infinetly small, all things considered, then what hope is there for everyone else? " He looked up at her with a flat, deadened expression, " What is to become of me? "

"I thought that once too, " Dante said, slowly disintegrating in the wind, sparkling droplets of being trickling out across natures current, " But it is not so... I am a weapon, Art, designed and contructedfor a purpose. but... lately, that purpose has been skewed, the lines of what is and what should be are gone, and I have lost whatever demented direction I mighthave once had. " His eyes turned downcast, his limbs were moslty gone, " As wrong as my path might have been, it was still mine to walk! " He looked at her pleadingly, " you know I did not hurt you, and not even a week passed before you were freed... think, what could have happened, if I did hurt you, and not for a day, or a week or a year, but for Five MILLION YEARS! " He roared, his body now dematerializing, " Do you thin you would be so determined to fix these things as you are now, do you think you could've escaped exactly the way you came in, with all your morals intact? "

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A young girl was sitting on a clif looking into the sky in deep thought.

She hugged her knees and sighed. I guess...it's the only thing I can do...to stay alive that is... She continued to think to herself. A bird fluttered by. It started to snow, it was Miyuisa's favorite kind of weather. She looked up and smiled; she stuck out her tounge to start catching the snow flakes

She spots a funny looking rock and she decided to pick it up. She continued to walk as she inspected it, mking her way down the cliff.