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Jude didn't understand what his father was saying, none of it made sense. How could Jude be sitting in the old infirmary room of the orphanage with his father who is deceased? He didn't know whether or not whatever he was experiencing was real or if he had just gone completely insane. That or the poison had some sort of hallucinogenic trait to it, he thought. Not wanting to waste anymore of his time in whatever the hell he was doing Jude stood up and walked to the door. Once he was standing in front of it his father, Edgar Vanderwolf, begun to laugh. Confused Jude looked back at his father, trying to find some meaning in his father's response.

"That won't help you my son... That door leads to nowhere... Well in truth it does lead to somewhere but wherever it leads to I have no knowledge what it is." Riddles, Jude hated riddles, especially since it was a test within the Wolf Pack thieves guild that he had a particular problem with. When it came to anything physical Jude would have no problem but deductive reasoning and ingenuity were not things which came naturally to him. Maybe that was why I spent most of my days training with my mind rather than my body.

He tried to ascertain the meaning behind the riddle of which his father was asking him but nothing seemed to come to mind. A door which leads to nowhere but in fact does lead to somewhere but there is no knowledge of the place of which it leads... If there is no knowledge of this particular place it can not be anywhere known to man. Simply i should lead to nowhere... but why would a door exist if it didn't have a purpose? If the whole reason for its existence is to just make people wonder about where it leads than it is a useless door... Confused and without a certain idea of what he should do Jude sat back down on the infirmary bed next to his father.

"Tough ain't it... It took me a while for me to find the meaning behind that door... And if you don't figure out what it is for than you may be stuck here a long time... Leaving your friend to die at the hands of that woman." How did his father no about Keito and Layla? What did he mean I would be leaving my friend to die?... Was Keito defeated by Layla as well? Panicking Jude ran to the door, trying to open the door but the door was locked. Jude tried forcing his way through the door, slamming himself against it and even kicking it but nothing he did made the door budge an inch.

Edgar Vanderwolf began spinning his pen between his fingers, a nervous tick that Jude also shares. "It's not as simple as that my son... Just wanting to go through it doesn't make you able to open it... You hope that the door will lead to your freedom but in reality this right here is true freedom... Death is freedom... All that lies behind that door is pain, misery, and betrayal. Will you be able to throw your chance at freedom to return to such a place? To return back to life?"

"I thought you said that this door lead to nowhere and that there is no knowledge about it... How could the answer to that be life?" Jude retorted, not understanding the thoughts behind his father's actions.

"Son... What is life? A painful journey filled with regret and sorrow... That is nothing worth going through... I didn't say there is no knowledge, I said "I" have no knowledge and I say this because I do not know what lies before you on that path... Now that you know what lies behind that door can you so readily open it?"

Jude thought about this for a moment, he didn't have anything waiting for him back there. Nothing worth risking his life for, nothing worth living for. Why shouldn't he just let himself die? He knew this to be true but despite his better judgement Jude had opened the door. Looking through it there was nothing, an empty dimension that was all just space.

"I'm sorry father, I can not stay. I have some debts to pay to a few individuals, I won't be able to rest peacefully with those two on my conscious... I hope you understand my decision." Waving goodbye to his father Jude let himself fall down the abyss, not knowing whether or not he would see the light of day again.

Sighing Edgar Vanderwolf walked back towards the infirmary door, closing it. He than walked back to his desk and began to read from the newspaper on his desk. "Jude... you made the right decision my son... But your path will be a thorny one, forgive your old man for trying to keep his son from hurting himself... And failing at that..."

A forest near the borders of Cre' Est and Gweynura

Snowflakes began to fall in the forest, blanketing it in a sea of white a most beautiful sight to see. The trees seemed to be hanging themselves down as the weight of the snow began to weigh them down. The fields of green grass seemed to disappear amongst the snow. It was chilly, colder than usual for this time of the year. The wind itself seemed to howl, blowing ever so quickly within the forest. Amongst this seemingly winter wonderland lay a man in the snow, covered with snow insomuch that if you weren't looking you would not see him there. A single snowflake began to fall, floating down to the earth until it landed on the man's face. Suddenly the man's eyes opened, revealing his black and gold eyes.

Omega the Wolf was back.