“Is it true?” Moltor didn’t bother answering Helia’s question. He was referring to it as Alexis’s death.

Moltor was uneasy about this, his hand gripped on the sword mounted on his back. “Helia... what you did was...” He refrained from talking the sword out. “Brave, very brave... ambitious, radical even. You did a very good job!”

“I’m going to be honest... I am fucking jealous of Helios!”

“All Helios does is kiss Helia’s ass. Always calling her master. Master this, master that.”

“This is repetitive as fuck! Enough already!”

“Ahh... fortunately, I found a way to circumvent your issues with the cold. I stole this from King Runeard’s chambers.” He took out a sword created from the fire of the Fire Spirit of the Enchanted Forest.

“I have good news. Runeard has become pretty complacent with magic, but the bad news is, another version of him is out to kill people like us.”

“Wait! There’s one more good news. Herald Stein doesn’t give a damn about conquering stuff anymore. He’s creating a new life for himself, and it’s best he stays out of our way.”

“My old self, back in two thousand—whatever, I forgot the year would’ve buried that Herald Stein, but I’m not wasting my energy on him. I’ve just came back in 2020, and I intend to be around for... as long as I like.”

“2007, I was vindictive as hell. It’s 2020 now... I mean 2021 now, and I have changed. I am far less vindictive and I’ve never been happier.”

“Why does everyone keep bullying Helia? This has to freakin’ stop already!”

“You’re sick in the head. You’re not worth my time.” He walks away.

“I got provoked by a teenager... with attitude. And she really had attitude unlike those caricatures of people they call the Power Rangers.”

“2021, and it still felt so damn good showing Helia the acceptance she deserves. She may be evil, but she doesn’t need to be pushed around like trash... to be put down like her life means nothing, for she is not a punching bag!”

“I am NOT pathetic. I am not a piece of garbage. I have feelings, I care for others. I am not shallow like my self-serving piece of shit of a brother!”

“What’s this? Arcanon is finally caving in to his true master? Excellent!” He cackled darkly.