"I haven't really…done anything," he rubbed the back of his head.
Though saying that felt like a white lie as when he thought about it, the life he led thus far was packed full of eventful encounters, and ones that would assuredly be placed into history books, should they be written.
"You need to make a choice, though, Emilio," Bastian looked at him.
"--" Emilio went silent.
"Will you stick with us and hunt down the Children of Chaos–the ones responsible for the situation you're in now, or will you go home and return to your family?" Bastian asked, "Either choice is perfectly acceptable, Emilio. If you choose to go home, I'll help you return."
"And the door will always be open to join us when you're ready," Excelsior added.
"Of course," Bastian confirmed.
There was undoubtedly a fire that burned in him, wanting to seek vengeance for the destruction of his hometown and the murder of his mother, but at the same time, he felt it was something that also needed to be done.
