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The silver aircraft was moving into a dive as the spray of gunfire approached it. "Don't hit it!" Pulling his hands away from the stick, Dio stretched himself forward. "No!" He reached his hand out, fingertips stretching out as if to try and catch the bullets. It looked as though light spilled from his fingertips as it reached toward the silver, shining vanship whose body began to split and scream. Steel bullets shot through the metal where the pilot sat, hitting Claus' shoulders, his arms, and straight through his legs. Claudia liquid spewed from the machine. His goggles went flying, and the pilot's expression could be seen.
"Immelmann!" Dio had recovered.
It might have been a plain coincidence that the vanship carrying Claus went crashing down on the slopes where he and Lavie desperately tried to survive as children after the death of their parents, learning to fly their vanship. So many times they almost went falling off the side of the cliff there, but eventually in the end their silver aircraft took to the skies. The vanship carrying the injured Claus finally stopped at the very edge of that cliff. The smoldering white vanship dropped and hit its goal right after it, as Dio jumped from his aircraft despite it not completely coming to a stop yet. He raced across the grass, stumbling once over a stone.
"Immelmann!" He climbed up into the battered aircraft to pull Claus out of the cockpit. His flying suit was mangled, both legs that had been shot drenched in fresh blood. Dio desperately pulled him out.
"Claus!" Lavie cried out. Beneath the cliff, Dio could be seen pulling Claus away from the smoldering vanship. Lavie and Alvis began to run toward them as Dio layed Claus' body down, and moved to cover and protect him as the vanship exploded into flames.
"Throw away your fears, overcome that anxiety of moving to new world. We shall keep building our future together in that new land." When she was finished speaking, Princess Sophia closed her eyes.
"Princess Sophia!" one boy cried out.
"Sophia!"
"Sophia!"
"Princess Sophia!" The crowd burst out the chants just as Sophia finished her last word.
"It's your birthday ... be happy..." Claus weakly worded the song, despite being so close to death. "You're ... born ... you ... live ... and back to ... dust ... you go..."
Dio held Claus close. "Congratulations ... congratulations ... happy birthday..." Fresh blood poured from his flight suit. "Dea ... r ... Di..."
"Claus!" Crumpled over, his face wet with tears, Dio called Claus by his name for the first time. On this day, Dio Eraclea turned 18 years old.
"You can do it!"
"Just a little bit more, Miss Dunya." Half a year passed since then, and in the small house in a wheat field, a new life was about to be born.
"Is it here yet? Is it?"
"Kweh, kweh!" Mullin and Sleepyhead were waiting outside, uneasy. After a few more moments of silence, they heard the sounds of a baby's first cry from inside the cabin.
"Uwah~!"
"Kweh!" Running down the steps of the cabin and jumping over the fence, Mullin dashed toward the wheat fields. "He was born! He was born!" Sleepyhead happily chased after him. "I'm a father!" Mullin cried out, before tripping and falling face-first into the mud.
Chapter 9
"Dio Eraclea, you are hereby released with a special pardon," Tatiana spoke through the glass of the cell, standing in the dimly lit corridor, .
"Why? I tried to take the princess' life..."
"Because for us, this new world awards everybody with a new life."
"Get out," Tatiana said as the elevator door opened. The soldiers removed his restraints and Dio, who was now free, stretched his hands out toward the sky.
It's warm ... this is the real sun?
He lifted his hand up as his eyes adjusted to the light, and then started to look around.
The Silvana? No, it's a different ship.
"Look, this is our future,"
