The Captain returned to his wooden boat once more and gazed at the distant radiance, fire blazing in his eyes as well.
Though he did not know whether the future would truly bring the outcome they wanted, perhaps his life would not have been wasted if, in these final days, when he felt so old and decrepit that he ought to crumble away, he could still follow that fellow and give it one last shot, just as he had in his youth.
He turned his head toward Dollhouse, who was also gazing at that distant spark.
When she turned, she smiled at him.
He knew she felt the same way he did. After all, they were merely departed souls who had crawled out of an old era. They were already content to have made it into this lifetime.
Only, she seemed to be hiding a great many things still.
She had always told others that she was a being from the previous era. Yet perhaps he had grown too old to recall that distant past. It seemed that only after his Godking Ascension had he hazily begun to feel that, in those ancient days when he was still a mortal, still a guard in some royal court, he had once held a silver sword and protected a crying girl from long ago.
Only after death had he become the Soul Shepherd of the undead. But many, many things from before his death had long since faded from his memory.
"Is your student doing well?"
"Yes. I left her everything. Consider it my legacy to her."
Dark Night City.
Wearing an oversized baseball cap, Xiao Xiao sat curiously in the cemetery outside the city, her enormous head looming there. She chewed on something delicious and left some on the