The Resting Place

"So there's really no way to hide them from anyone." He thought for a moment. "Unless, like I said before, they would just banish each other."

"I think that could be the start of a plan." Unoki agreed, "Although to be honest, I think they just need to learn to respect each other. I think dad just wants respect."

"I don't know what he wants, I'm just a mortal," he admitted. "But if it's respect he wants, then he'll have to be a lot nicer."

"I think he's trying to generally overpower Apose." Unoki shrugged, "He is nice to his friends though."

"He's always been nice to me~"

"Yeah, exactly." Unoki flicked her tail.

"But he won't be nice to anyone he hates." Habano sighed and shook his head. "Even as your dad's friend, I find him a little frightening."

"I guess if he wasn't that way - Dusk Isle wouldn't be the same." Unoki sat down, sighing.

"True." He extended a wing in comfort. "But maybe it'd be different for the better."

"Would it? If he's death, nobody would die. And if nobody died..."Unoki trailed off, "If we wanted a perfect world, they all just need to be...like in a coma. Just functioning what they have to, not screwing with our lives."

He smiled a little sadly. "I doubt that'll happen, sadly."

Unoki frowned.
"But the world can't be perfect, can it?"

"...I don't know." He pondered it for a moment. "It'd be great if it was, but everyone has a different view of perfect."

"Exactly." Unoki sighed, "Perhaps we should leave."

"I guess so." He nodded.

"Lead on."

He smiled, and turned, trotting towards the border.