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Relic raised his eyes to the white expanse above him, releasing a sigh filled with stress and the need for peace. It was unusually calming to stare at such a seemingly endless color, helping to detach himself from the arguements of those who had been brought to this strange place. Memories from the graveyard still lingered in the back of his mind: the discovery of his grave, the realization, the darkness that had decended upon him. Though he still felt shocked from discovering the truth of why there was such a large hole in his memory, something far more important had taken priority of his thoughts.

He was still alive.

That brief moment of hopelessness upon touching his grave reminded him of how lucky he was to still be standing. Because of Jack, he still was able to walk the earth in his own flesh. Yes, he may have gave each of them life in order for them to fulfill a purpose, whatever it was, but that only made Relic feel even more blessed to have been choosen by the angel. He had died. His original body was still rotting in the ground. Relic had done everything in his power to complete the purpose he had given himself in life, to bring those walking the road of darkness back to the light. Now, here he was, after Death, given a new meaning to his existence.

Without meaning to, his left hand came up and rapped its fingers around the necklace he had found when he awoke, drawing his eyes to the pristine crystal. This crystal- this was his new purpose. It embodied it. Without it, Relic's new goal was lost. Somehow, his resolve was centered on this.

Whatever this necklace is- or does, I know for a fact that it shall help me achieve my new goal and to help whoever got dragged into this with me.

Taking in a small breath, Relic coughed in his throat to make himself known once again. "Pardon for interupting, but firing off insults between eachother won't change one simple fact, which I'm sure that everyone is aware of by now. We have died. we are alive again, and it was through the good grace of Jack that we all stand here at this moment instead of having our souls trapped in the Afterlife and our bodies rotting in the ground." Stopping for a brief moment, Relic turned to Jack, smiled, bowed his head slightly, then returned to his "speech". "Sure, the later is still true, but we're all stille alive. I don't know whats in store for us, but we should all act a little more greatful instead of complaining. Let us wait for anyone else to come and then we can let Jack explain. I'm surprised he's still all smiles, because he's been put up with you're cold remarks." At his last comment, Relic let his eyes rest on Aquaea, disapproval radiating from his deep purple eyes.