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"Who Am I?" Draconis would sometimes say. He never knew who he was from the past, and never knew anyone. He would aimlessly wander around Haven, sometimes going to the Church of Monomi's ruins, overtaken by nature, and a grim reminder that war can remove us from everyone, and praying. However, it would never work, and Draconis would still be depressed.

"Where did I come from?" He questioned. He walked around Haven, seeing everyone who was in joy, and yet he wasn't. He went over to the arcade and descended into the clockworks. He went through many floors, making many sacrifices and he was even more depressed. He went over to a puddle in the Aurora Isles, and looked in the reflection. "I feel like, I'm looking at a complete stranger." Draconis said. He went down another lift, and saw HER....

She was gracefully cutting and hacking through the hordes of devilites, her hair blowing in the wind. She stopped to look around, and nodded. Draconis ran over, and helped her. "Who are you?" He asked. "I'm Greenhorn." She said. "You?" "Draconis." Draconis replied. They made their way through Dark City, and arrived at the end. An adorable mewkat was flying around, going "mew!". Draconis and Greenhorn didn't want to kill it, but they had to in order for the gate to open. Draconis and Greenhorn closed their eyes, and Draconis blindly impaled the sword into the adorable kitten's head.....killing it.

Draconis felt very depressed after that. He didn't want to kill the mewkat. But he did. And now, both of them were in tears.