Purplerain was bored.
He had been bored when he first arrived in this realm, and he had been bored all the while he had to stay here for the tournament to come to an end.
He didn't care about the tournament. He didn't care about the little alchemists who could barely do anything with their little pills. Having to watch a tournament with no fights at all was boring to him.
He still stayed here as he had to stay by Starsight. He had unanimously been designated as her guardian, so wherever she went, he had to go as well. It wasn't such a bad task, as the Fatekeepers rarely left their place unless something important required their attention.
Sadly, for the past millennia and a half, something had.
