Leon's boots crunched through the snow as he ran through the firld, leaving deep impressions in the white blanket of snow behind him.
"Master," Dusk said, keeping pace beside him. "Forgive me for asking, but… what is your goal in life? Do you seek riches? Power? A knighthood or perhaps something even greater ?"
Leon smiled.
"Right now, all I want is to live peacefully with the women I like, Dusk. And I was doing that—until some assholes came along and started disturbing me. Why would you ask that ?" Leon asked with a confused expression.
"I've watched humans for many years," Dusk said. "Most of them wander through life confused, chasing dreams they can't reach—or worse, achieving them only to be consumed by greed and then run again for more riches."
Leon chuckled softly. "And ?"
"You're different, Master. You're not chasing anything… You're just running because you like it. That's why I choose to serve you." Dusk spoke with a smile.
Leon glanced over his shoulder.
