<span style="color: #336600">"Fine, fine. I guess I'll just keep to myself in my winery and have no visitors of interest. How's your cake coming along?"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #336600">"The bone was specially treated not to fade or rot, plus it's got my touch on it to keep it nearly indestructible. I don't think even a drunken, well, you could damage it."</span>He nodded to her.<span style="color: #336600">"Yes, she accused me of doing what men 'usually do' because I don't feel like talking about my entire family butchering each other or watching someone I called a sister stomp my daughter to death. She didn't like that I was upset that I'll never know why everyone I know or loved died or turned on me. In my final days in my time you and all of your sisters became my enemy too. Why? Because I didn't heal Ibara's tusks the moment I got my Eternal powers and you all took her side in accusing me of manipulating her emotions. Some of you flipped on me literally over night." </span>He took a deep breath and shook his head.<span style="color: #336600">"No. I'm not a hardened soldier or a ruthless killer, I'm a simple man who fate decided to shit on for no apparent reason. I'm going to build my winery and just stay there on my little plot of land, minding my own business."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>