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When Kratos came over, the house of his companion it was completely abandoned. The door was already open when he entered the house. “Yuan?”, he went through the empty flat, the half-elf was not present. All his bookshelves were empty, the flowers were withered. He hasn’t been here for ages. There was a letter on the shelf in the hallway. It was addressed to him. Carefully he picked up the letter and opened it. His eyes widened when he read this one word. “Good…bye?”, he repeated slowly. It was hard for him to realize this letter. Yuan was gone? Where to? Kratos looked outside the window. Birds passed by. Maybe it was time to move on for him? He couldn’t stay here forever, the red-haired knew that. It wasn’t his business after all. He put the letter back on the shelf and smiled a little. “Well then…farewell, my friend.”, he whispered. He wouldn’t admit it but it was hard for him to smile. It was not okay that Yuan was gone. It was not okay that he was alone from now on. It was not okay, but it had to. It had to.
