AN: Thanks, J.

"You have dishonored me."

"...I have only dishonored myself."

"You don't know the meaning of dishonor, for you have no feelings or sympathy for acting upon it."

"Ha….. Then I know of it."

"And you will know what it will feel like to be abandoned and forgotten."

"...Will you be no different?"

"I will never be forgotten. Everything I left behind will be remembered in the deepest, darkest corners of everyone's minds. Centuries and more will pass and my name will still be the meaning of fear and chaos while you will rot in both body and soul."

"I don't believe you…. People will learn to overcome their fears. They will remember you only as an urban legend that will be told as scary stories between the children who will ridicule you with untruthful rumors that will change with each retelling."

"..."

"Your story will stay…...but it won't be you. In time, your whole existence will be meaningless. No one will care to even think about resurrecting what might not be real. But those who try will only be guided by lies passed on throughout centuries."

"My Archbishops-!"

"-will die….. Master Swordsman, Reinhard van Astrea acting as the current Sword Saint will make sure of that."

"..."

"And I'm positive he will not disappoint."

"YOU...DARE!"

"I don't dare anything… In fact, I welcome a daring situation. Is that not why I am here in the first place? I took the chance to accept your deal, but in the end all my cards folded to reveal no royal flush."

"THE MATTER AT HAND HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH YOUR IDIOTIC PROBLEMS!"

"It was true…..what he said… You killed my fiance. You…..YOU MADE ME INTO THIS!"

"YOU DID THIS TO YOURSELF!"

"..."

"..."

"I know I did, but I wish I hadn't… I wish I had done something to save her."

"So you wish she had never died?"

"... No….. I wish that I had never met you!"

"It's too late for that now isn't it?"

"Yes, it is. However, when I pass I will leave you to remain dormant here while I live on in spirit to take on whatever punishment awaits me in Hell."

"You will not leave for I will not let you!"

"..."

"You will remain here and rot with me until the day I am released! And when that day comes I will dispose of your very spirit, destroying your name."

"..."

"Are you not scared?"

"Not quite, but I would be lying if I said I wasn't shaken up just a teensie bit."

"And why is that?"

"Simple. As you had told me years ago, your powers and abilities are growing weaker with each passing second. Minute are the changes, yes, but it is like erosion; even the strongest of boulders can be rendered into a simple pebble with just enough time and just enough flowing water."

"HA! And you already assume I am as weak as you say?!"

"I don't think so, I know so. You see, many, many years ago you told me you needed something. Something to connect worlds together. Something to destroy the very understanding of our knowledge of space and time. You wanted me to create a wormhole, if I may say."

"You fool…"

"But what was the reason you had given me for this? Oh that's right, because someday you wouldn't be able to do it yourself… At the time, I was your most honored follower and promised to keep that secret until the day you awoke, but that day never came. And aren't I fucking glad it didn't!"

"I will not let you leave me…"

"And when I begged you to take me back, you didn't say you wouldn't. You clearly told me you couldn't. You no longer have the power to transport or even enslave people in your domain."

"You are a disgrace to me! I will torment you til the day you beg to be forgotten!"

"Okabe, where are you?"

"I'm on my way, just stay there, OK?"

"OK."

"And where might that voice be coming from?"

"That voice is my way out of here."

"Ha. You have always been so cocky."

"It's one of the only things I've held onto from my old self."

"You were always an imbec- WHAT?! What have you done?!"

Staring at the source of light that showered the dark room full of shadows, Okabe welcomed the sight of his beloved Makise. Her light colored eyes lit up when she saw Okabe, a smile spreading across her face. Walking up to her, he took her hands into his with an embarrassed blush on his cheeks. It had been too long since they had seen each other and shared a conversation composed mainly of bickering that would last for hours.

"I told you to wait."

"And you expected me to listen?"

"No, I guess not."

"Awwwww. You know me too well."

"There are many things I know about you well enough."

Makise blushed, "S-Shut up."

"OTP?"

"I said shut up!"

"You expect me to just let you leave?"

"Of course not. You already said that you want me to rot with you here, but there is something you still have not realized."

"..."

"Good choice….. You no longer have the power to manipulate me and my fate. I was destined to die and you can do nothing to stop my path to judgement."

"No…"

"Your powers cannot prevent this."

"You may not be able to be enslaved with me, but you will surely go mad as you lose yourself in death."

Okabe gave Makise's hand a squeeze.

"I thought I made this clear a long time ago…. I'm already mad."

"You will burn."

"I plan to."

He back away towards the light with Makise looking curiously at Satella.

"Okabe Rintarou signing off. El Psy Congroo."

The blinding light engulfed the two lovers and obscured their vision. A warm feeling spread all throughout Okabe's body as he turned and walked further into the light, being guided by Makise who tugged him along faster and faster until they were running. When the light dimmed down, Okabe could see that they were now in a small white room that had only a single door on the other side. Above the door, a lone sign lowed saying 'Judgement'. Looking behind him, he saw only the light.

Unsure of what to do, Okabe looked to Makise. To his surprise, she was wearing the same lab coat that he had given her when they had first became lab partners in his small little apartment.

Makise walked into the middle of the room where two chairs appeared out of thin air. Sitting in one, Makise jerked her head towards the other one with a smile to let Okabe know that she wanted him to sit. When he sat, she took his hands into her's feeling the warth connect between eachother.

When she spoke again, it was like music to Okabe's ears, "So, Okabe, what have you been up to?"

Okabe sat in the chair and put a hand over his mouth, not know what to say. Then, before he said anything, he chuckled lightheartedly, "Hehe-."