(AN: Final part! Sorry it's so long!)

A few weeks later, Blumiere started packing his things back at home. The trio was planning to run away any day now and find a perfect world! A world where Dimentio wouldn't need the mask. A world where Blumiere and Timpani could be together. Blumiere couldn't help but feel excited, when a shadow swept over him. He froze, and noticed his bedroom door had been opened.

Father: "Blumiere, what are you doing?"

Blumiere quickly turned around and covered his bags up.

Blumiere: "Nothing! Nothing! Just, getting ready for bed!"

His father gave him a disapproving look.

Father: "You are a terrible liar."

He raised his hand, magically lifting Blumiere into the air and moving him to the side.

Blumiere: "Hey! Put me down!"

His father shrugged and quickly lowered his hand, dropping Blumiere onto his back, before walking over and taking a look at the bags.

Father: "It appears you are packing. Going somewhere, are we?"

Blumiere: "No! No, I don't...I don't know why that's there."

His father gave him a disapproving look.

Father: "You've really got to work on your lying. Blumiere, I have warned you, I have forbade you, I have done everything possible, yet you still disobey me. How many times have I told you to never see those humans again?"

Blumiere: "I know, I know. And I'm not-"

Father: "Don't. I have tried to be civil, but the tribe will punish you if you don't stop. I don't want to see my son be punished for meddling with two disgusting humans."

Blumiere stood up so he was face to face with his father.

Blumiere: "Hey! They are not disgusting! And guess what?! I don't care if the tribe punishes me! I don't care if you hate me! I don't care if it is forbidden! I don't-"

His father suddenly slapped him across the face, leaving a red mark. He stumbled backwards.

Father: "Blumiere, that's enough!"

Blumiere began to shake.

Blumiere: "Y-yes sir."

His father walked towards him and grabbed his arm tightly.

Father: "I'm only looking out for you. This is because I love you."

Blumiere squeezed his eyes shut, looking down, slowly nodding. His father smiled in approval, letting go and turning to leave. Blumiere waited until his father was almost out of the room, before speaking.

Blumiere: "No."

The man stopped in the doorway and turned to face his son.

Father: "No?"

Blumiere clenched his fists and looked his father in the eyes.

Blumiere: "You don't love me. All you do is keep me from being happy! If you loved me, you'd let me go! You'd want me to be happy! You'd let me live MY life! .... I'm leaving! I'm gonna go far away from you! I'm gonna be with my friends, and I'm gonna be happy. And there's nothing you can do to stop it. You could beat me, hurt me, threaten me, and I won't care. As long as they're there, I'll never let you control me!"

His father cocked his head to the side.

Father: "....You really mean that?"

Blumiere straightened up.

Blumiere: "Yes."

The man still had a blank expression on his face.

Father: "I.... understand. Come with me. I have something I'd like to show you."

He gestured for Blumiere to follow. Blumiere, slightly skeptical, but curious, started behind him.

Blumiere: "Y-you.... understand?"

He felt a small feeling of hope, when his father opened the door to a small closet.

Father: "Yes. Now, there's something for you in there. Go on in."

The young man slowly walked in, when his father slammed the door shut behind him. He heard a lock. Then he felt a panic rise from within himself.

Blumiere: "Wait, what?! NO! FATHER, LET ME OUT!"

He began frantically banging on the door.

The man left the door locked, knowing his son was unable to flip or teleport yet. Blumiere was trapped.

Father: "Don't worry, Blumiere. I'll let you out."

He turned away from the door.

Father: "As soon as I fix this for you."

Blumiere listened as he heard the chime of his father teleporting away.

Blumiere: "NO! FATHER! FATHER? DAD!? DAD!!! LET ME OUT!"

He began to sob, sinking to the floor.

Blumiere: "What are you gonna do? Dad? Please."

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Dimentio and Timpani patiently waited at their normal meeting spot.

Dimentio: "Okay, he's already thirty minutes late. Do you think he's okay? Maybe he's in trouble. Maybe he fell off a cliff again. Should I check? I should check!"

Timpani smiled and giggled, grabbing Dimentio's arm.

Timpani: "Someone seems worried. Why? What's the matter?"

Dimentio let out a nervous laugh and shrugged.

Dimentio: "Nothing. Why would you think something's the matter?"

Timpani: "Well, for starters, you're still wearing that mask, even though it's just me here. You usually take the mask off when it's just me and Blu. What's wrong?"

Dimentio paused, then let out an almost shaky breath.

Dimentio: "Well.... I just.... have a feeling that something's wrong."

Timpani: "Relax, Dimmy. You don't have to worry anymore! Blu should be here any second-"

Suddenly, the two of them both tensed up upon feeling another presence. A darker presence. They both whirled their heads around to see a man who looked remarkably like Blumiere.

However, his eyes were the same shade of dark purple, almost black, as Dimentio's right eye.

Dimentio covered up the uncomfortable, almost afraid feeling he was feeling, and put on a smile.

Dimentio: "Ah, greetings fine sir. Are you lost, perhaps,"

He knew the answer. He could tell right away that this was the father Blumiere constantly spoke of. The one who didn't want him meddling with humans. The one who threatened them constantly.

Timpani began to quake.

Father: "No. I am exactly where I need to be, thank you."

Timpani swallowed and hid behind Dimentio, making herself smaller.

Timpani: "Where.... where is Blumiere?"

Father: "Ah. You must be the girlfriend. Well I must inform you that Blumiere wont be seeing you, my dear. Ever. Again."

He turned his attention to Dimentio.

Father: "And YOU! I've heard so much about you. The little magician."

Dimentio: "It's Charming Magician, actually-"

Father: "Although I'm confused. He said that you were human."

Dimentio rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.

Dimentio: "I AM human."

Father: "Sure. Sure. You know, I can't help but notice that you wear a mask which represents a perfect balance between light and dark. Yet, you REEK of impure blood."

Dimentio tensed up, as the man continued speaking.

Father: "Blumiere talks about you almost as much as he talks about her. You're the one who's got him practicing magical skills he doesn't even need yet! You're the, 'little brother he never had.' ....pity, really. When he spoke of you, I expected better."

Dimentio felt his eyes soften slightly. Blumiere said that?

Timpani: "Why have you come here, and where's Blumiere?"

The man turned his gaze back to Timpani.

Father: "My son is at home, where he should be. I've done my best to keep him separated from you two, but he just won't give up, so now I must take extreme measures. Now all I must do is get rid of you."

He pointed right at Timpani, when Dimentio stepped in front of her and summoned a magic projectile, hovering it above his hand.

Dimentio: "Not if I can help it."

The man laughed, towering over Dimentio.

Timpani: "Dimmy, what are you doing?!"

Dimentio: "Shh, it's gonna be okay. Just stay behind me."

Father: "Oh, how noble. Do you really think you two, a measly human and an impure blood, can stop me?"

Dimentio: "I'm. Not. An. Impure. Blood. And even if I was, it wouldn't make a difference."

The man grinned, and quickly grabbed Dimentio's throat, lifting him into the air. Dimentio began to squirm while Blumiere's father laughed.

Father: "How cute."

He quickly threw him, Dimentio's head hitting the trunk of a tree. He felt a shock wave go up his spine as the wind was knocked out of him. He winced feeling a stinging sensation on the back of his head. Then he felt a stream of warm liquid trail down his neck.

He didn't even need to check to know what that was.

Timpani: "DIMMY!"

She quickly rushed to his side, and glared up at Blumiere's father. The man just glared down at the two of them, a wicked grin on his face.

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Blumiere: "Okay, focus. Focus."

He squeezed his eyes shut and tried thinking of exactly where he wanted to flip to, creating a clear picture in his mind. However, his mind was to clouded by fear and adrenaline. He opened his eyes and angrily collapsed against the locked door.

Blumiere: "I CAN'T! I CAN'T DO IT! I-"

He began to sob.

Blumiere: "H-he's gonna hurt them. Or worse. A-and it's gonna all be my fault! It's-"

You'll get the hang of it. Just be sure to not let whatever's going on around you stop you. If you're ever unfocused or in danger, you can think of that fear as an incentive to teleport away. Not a distraction.

He swallowed, and nodded, standing back up. Instead of tuning out all his worries, he allowed them to flood his mind.

Do this for Timpani. You have to save Timpani.

He closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

Blumiere: "For.... Timpani."

He focused on his love for Timpani and Dimentio, and prayed that it would be enough.

Then, he flipped away.

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Blumiere's father glared down at Timpani and Dimentio, an evil look in his eyes.

Dimentio slowly tried standing up again, only to get dizzy and to fall into Timpani.

Timpani: "W-we need to get out of here."

Dimentio: "No. He's magic. Wherever we go he'll be able to follow. W-we need to find a way to end this here and now."

Dimentio had a serious expression on his face, as a flash of fear washed over Timpani.

Timpani: "Wait?! You're not suggesting we....we...."

She lowered her voice to a whisper.

Timpani: "Kill him?"

Dimentio gave her a shocked look under the mask.

Dimentio: "WHAT?! NO! TIMPANI, WHAT KIND OF PERSON DO YOU THINK I AM?! I meant that we have to find a way to... I don't know, talk him out of this?!"

Timpani: "Ohhhhhh, alright."

She slowly helped him down to the ground, and turned to face Blumiere's father.

Timpani: "Hey there, er-, Sir. This is all just a big misunderstanding! My friend Dimmy here suggested that maybe we all just stop the fighting and have a civil conversation!"

Blumiere's father just laughed.

Father: "Aha, I didn't come here to 'chat.' I came here to fix things for my son. He said so himself, as long as you two are here, he'll never listen to me!"

He held up his staff and pointed it at Timpani.

Father: "So, I'm here to end it once and for all."

Timpani felt her face go pale, as Dimentio's eyes went wide.

Dimentio: "W-wait! Don't hurt her! I-I'm the one who keeps teaching him magic! She's done nothing wrong! Leave her alone! P-Please!!"

Father: "Sorry, kid. It's nothing personal. Just have to put the wellbeing of my son first."

He raised his staff, about to bring it down on Timpani, when Blumiere flipped right behind him and grabbed it.

Blumiere: "Oh, no you don't!"

Timpani and Dimentio: "Blumiere?!"

Blumiere snatched the staff and knocked his father down, then towered over him and held it to his throat.

Blumiere: "Leave them alone, Father!"

Father: "What the- How did you get out?! You shouldn't be able to flip yet! I never taught you that!"

Blumiere grinned and tilted his head towards Dimentio.

Blumiere: "HE taught me! And might I add, he, a human, is more powerful than you'll ever be! Humans are NOT lesser forms! If anything, they're better! These two humans have made me happier than anyone in our tribe ever has!"

Blumiere's father narrowed his eyes at Dimentio, who was currently being helped up by Timpani.

Father: "Hmm, so HE'S the one who did this to you?"

Blumiere: "Huh?"

He immediately snapped his fingers, causing Dimentio to disappear in an instant.

Just.

Like.

That.

Blumiere and Timpani: "DIMENTIO!!"

Their eyes both went wide, and Timpani immediately dropped down to her knees, desperately searching for him.

Meanwhile, Blumiere glared down at his father, rage and anger in his eyes.

Blumiere: "WHAT. DID YOU DO. TO HIM?!"

Father: "Aha, why, I simply cursed him to wander the dimensions until his death, which wont be long now. He no longer resides in this world."

Blumiere tightened his grip on his father's staff and held it closer to him, tears forming in the corners of his eyes.

Blumiere: "N-no...NO! BRING HIM BACK!!! BRING HIM BACK!!"

Father: "I cannot. Even if I wanted to. What's done is done. Even I am not powerful enough to undo this."

Blumiere shook his head, as Timpani sobbed. He felt himself begin to cry as well, dropping the staff and stumbling to the ground.

Timpani: "Dimmy.... no. He... did nothing wrong. He can't be gone. He.... I.... no...."

Blumiere leg out a sob, then hugged himself and looked down.

Father: "Have you learned your lesson, son? Or will I have to get rid of the other one as well?"

Blumiere slowly flickered his eyes to Timpani, fear filling him.

Not her too. I can't lose her too.

He squeezed his eyes shut and tilted his head down.

Blumiere: "You're a monster."

Father: "Oh, really?"

Blumiere: "YES! HE WAS LIKE A LITTLE BROTHER TO ME! I LOVED HIM, AND YOU SENT HIM AWAY! YOU'RE TAKING EVERYTHING I LOVE AWAY FROM ME!"

Father: "Blumiere, don't use that tone with me! I'm doing this to help you! I'm doing this because I love-"

Blumiere: "DON'T YOU DARE SAY THAT YOU LOVE ME! IF YOU LOVED ME, YOU'D WANT MY HAPPINESS! YOU WOULDN'T BE DOING THIS!"

Father: "ALRIGHT, I'VE HAD ENOUGH, HE'S GONE! WHAT'S DONE IS DONE! IT'S OVER. HE'S NEVER COMING BACK, SO GET OVER IT, OR I'LL DO THE SAME WITH THE GIRL."

Dimentio: "Oh, I wouldn't be so sure about that~!"

Blumiere's father froze up as Blumiere and Timpani perked up. Everyone's eyes went to the figure standing behind Blumiere's father.

Dimentio was standing tall, his mask in his right hand, and three limiter bands in his left.

The three limiter bands originally designed for him.

Blumiere, his father, and Timpani all gasped upon seeing him.

Father: "But you.... HOW?! I CURSED YOU! HOW ARE YOU HERE?!"

Dimentio smiled and shrugged, still clearly in pain from earlier. There was still a small stream of blood trickling down from the back of his head.

Dimentio: "Well, I gotta admit, that was quite the spell you had there. But.... I'm afraid it was no match for the Master of Dimensions!"

His father smiled, amused by the little guy's perseverance. There was something about this teen's face that reminded him of a girl he once knew. But never mind that.

He eyed the bands in Dimentio's left hand, and smirked.

Father: "And what would those be?"

Dimentio smiled and held them up.

Dimentio: "Oh, THESE? Just the single, most HORRIBLE things ever created. Made to limit and contain magical abilities, specifically designed to silence halves. Or, as you ancients put it, 'impures.' SO, I have decided to run a little test on them!"

He laughed and twirled the bands around his fingers.

Dimentio: "I wanted to see what kinds of effects these bands had on ancients! I've seen what they do to halves, but ancients are different."

He smiled and glanced at Blumiere and Timpani.

Dimentio: "NOW! In order for this little experiment to work, I'll need some help from my two lovely assistants! Blumiere, Timpani, would you be so kind as to hold the test subject down for me?"

Before Blumiere's father could react, the two had him pinned to the ground. He tried squirming or teleporting away, but couldn't due to everything going on. You see, when he learned to teleport, he learned to just block everything out and stay focused. Not to use what's going on around you as an incentive to teleport away. So it was hard for him to escape when his mind was racing like this.

Father: "BLUMIERE, GET OFF! I ORDER YOU TO STAND BACK!"

Blumiere: "Sorry father, but you're in no position to order anything of me."

Dimentio nodded, and nervously glanced at the bands in his hands.

A part of him hated to do this, but Blumiere's dad wouldn't give up unless something drastic was done, and he was never a fan of violence, so this seemed to be the only solution. But still, limiting someone's magic is like limiting a part of who they are. It's horrible.

He slowly kneeled down, and held a band over Blumiere's father's neck, holding it mere inches away from him. Then, he froze.

Timpani: "Dimmy?! Why are you hesitating?! We can't hold him down forever!!"

Blumiere nervously glanced back and forth between his father and Dimentio.

Blumiere: "Just do it!"

Blumiere's father continued to squirm, filled with rage.

Father: "Listen here, boy! If you do this, I swear, I'll hunt you down. I'll simply be ridding the world of another nasty impure blood."

Dimentio swallowed.

Dimentio: ".....I'm sorry, sir. But magic should be used to help people. It's not something to be ashamed of. It's not something to hide. And above all, it's NOT something that should be abused. I don't think you deserve your powers anymore."

He quickly wrapped the band around Blumiere's father's neck, then tossed one band to Timpani and one to Blumiere. They both nodded and wrapped one around each of the man's arms.

Once the bands were wrapped around him, Blumiere and Timpani quickly ran up to Timpani and scooped him into a tight hug.

Timpani: "Dimmy! I thought you-, I thought I lost-, I thought...."

Dimentio softly smiled and leaned into the two of them.

Dimentio: "Shh, it's okay. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere."

While everyone hugged, Blumiere's father quickly stood himself up and tried ripping the bands off, only to find that they couldn't be removed. And, since he wasn't a half, but an ancient, the effects were working much faster on him. He could already feel the magic flowing through his body and into those limiter bands.

Father: "No...NO! WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?!"

He narrowed his eyes at Dimentio, as Blumiere and Timpani let go, turning to face him. Dimentio stood in between the two, standing strong.

Dimentio: "I didn't do anything. You brought this on yourself. Now, if you'll excuse us, we're off to find a perfect world. A place that'll accept us."

Father: "Pfft, like such a place exists."

Dimentio: "It exists."

Father: "How do you know? Huh?"

Dimentio: "Because..."

He glanced at Blumiere and Timpani and smiled.

Dimentio: "They learned to accept me.... there's always going to be kind people like them. Others who don't judge us by our appearances, but by who WE are."

Blumiere's father clenched his fists, feeling weaker and weaker by the minute, when an evil grin swept onto his face. For this moment, he forgot about Blumiere. He forgot about everything. All that mattered....

Was ending the game of the one who took his powers.

He concentrated all the magic he had left to make a small throwing knife appear in his hands.

Father: "Perhaps you're right. Perhaps there is a perfect world for you.... to bad you'll never see it!"

He swiftly threw the knife. Dimentio watched with wide eyes as the knife seemed to cut through the air towards him. Then, he quickly grabbed Timpani and Blumiere's hands, squeezed his eyes shut, and teleported away.

The three of them landed down at the base of those cliffs by the ocean, collapsing in the sand.

Blumiere and Timpani let out a sigh of relief, then hugged each other in celebration.

Timpani: "Ahhh! We did it!!!!"

Blumiere gave her a quick squeeze then ran his hands through his hair.

Blumiere: "We did it! We actually did it! Dimentio, you were amaz-"

He froze upon turning and seeing Dimentio on all fours, looking down and breathing heavily.

Blumiere: "Dimentio?"

Dimentio slowly lifted his head and offered a strained smile.

Dimentio: "Yes.... we did it."

He slowly brought a hand to his chest, and pulled out a bloody knife, taking a look at his red-tinted reflection..... and smiling.

He didn't see himself as ugly in this moment. He didn't see himself as a demon. He just saw.... someone who wasn't alone.

Blumiere and Timpani both gasped and rushed down to him. They helped him back so he was lying in Blumiere's lap while Timpani leaned over him.

Timpani: "No, no no no, we did it. We're supposed to all make it! Dimmy, NO!"

Blumiere began to hyperventilate, frantically looking at his hands.

Blumiere: "Y-you never taught me how to heal! I don't know how to heal you! I-I can't-"

Dimentio: "Shhh..... shhh.... it's okay."

Timpani shook her head, tears spilling.

Timpani: "NO! IT'S NOT OKAY! It's....I...."

Dimentio offered a smile..

Dimentio: "Really, it's gonna be okay...."

He raised a shaky hand to her face, wincing slightly.

Dimentio: "When.... when you two get to that perfect world.... make sure you don't let anyone tell you who to be."

Blumiere: "No... Dimentio-"

Dimentio: "Be sure to just.... do the next right thing. Help those who need it. And.... always be kind."

Timpani: "Dimmy-"

He shook his head and took a look at the wound.

Dimentio: "Don't worry. I.... I'm not in pain. Not anymore."

Blumiere and Timpani both sobbed, while Dimentio smiled.

Blumiere: "N-No! Please, you can't go now! We're supposed to all make it to our perfect world! There's gotta be something we can do!"

Dimentio softly sighed, then turned his head to the ocean.

Dimentio: "Don't worry, Blumiere. I....I'm already there."

He looked back up at them, his face scrunching up in pain. He shakily handed his mask to Timpani and offered a strained smile.

Dimentio: "Thank you for giving this to me. I wont be needing it anymore."

She carefully took it, hot tears streaming down.

He turned his eyes to Blumiere.

Dimentio: "And.... I've always seen you as a brother as well, Blumiere."

Blumiere shook his head, tears burning as they fell down.

Timpani: "Please! T-there's gotta be something we can do! Dimmy, you're my best friend. I..."

Her voice began to break. Dimentio couldn't help but feel heartbroken, seeing both his closest friends cry over him.

He slowly turned his head back to the ocean, seeing a small barge going off in the distance.

Dimentio: "Actually.... there is one thing you can do for me."

Blumiere and Timpani's eyes lit up.

Blumiere: "Really?! What? We'll do anything!"

Dimentio smiled and closed his eyes, humming to himself.

Dimentio: "I've always wanted.... to sail away from here, into a perfect world. Will... will you put me on a small boat, and send me off?"

Blumiere and Timpani just looked down at him, heartbroken expressions on their faces.

Dimentio: "Please? Blumiere, you could use your magic. I just need a small boat. Something to sail me into the next world."

Blumiere slowly nodded, and choked on a sob, before waking his hand and making a small boat appear. It was a beautiful wood canoe, filled with a bed of purple and yellow flowers. On the outside were carvings and beautiful patterns. Timpani and Blumiere carefully lifted their friend, and set him inside.

Blumiere held the corner of the boat, ready to push him off, when Dimentio held up a hand.

Dimentio: "Wait."

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Timpani.

Dimentio: "Please.... sing for me. Just one more time. I always loved your voice."

She gave him a confused look.

Dimentio: "Please....won't last long. Please sing me to sleep."

She swallowed and looked down, slowly nodding and taking a shaky breath.

- Music Start 0:37 -

He relaxed, closing his eyes and beginning to drift off, as Timpani took a shaky breath, singing one last song for her best friend.

Timpani: "I've heard it said
That people come into our lives for a reason
Bringing something we must learn
And we are led
To those who help us most to grow
If we let them
And we help them in return

Well, I don't know if I believe that's true
But I know I'm who I am today
Because I knew you...."

Blumiere gently pushed the boat away, as Timpani continued singing through the tears.

Timpani: "Like a comet pulled from orbit
As it passes a sun
Like a stream that meets a boulder
Halfway through the wood
Who can say if I've been changed for the better? But
Because I knew you"

Dimentio softly smiled, feeling the peace wash over him.

Timpani: "I have been changed for good...."

Blumiere softly hugged Timpani as they watched their friend float further and further away.

Blumiere: "It well may be
That we will never meet again
In this lifetime
So let me say before we part
So much of me
Is made of what I learned from you
You'll be with me
Like a handprint on my heart

And now whatever way our stories end
I know you have re-written mine
By being my friend......

Like a ship blown from its mooring
By a wind off the sea
Like a seed dropped by a skybird
In a distant wood
Who can say if I've been changed for the better? But
Because I knew you"

Timpani: "Because I knew you."

Timpani and Blumiere: "I have been changed for good...."

Blumiere: "And just to clear the air
I ask forgiveness
For the things my father's done I blame me for...."

Timpani: "But then, I guess we know there's blame to share."

Timpani and Blumiere: "And none of it seems to matter anymore!!!"

Timpani: "Like a comet pulled from orbit"
Blumiere: "Like a ship blown from its mooring"

Timpani: "As it passes a sun"
Blumiere: "By a wind off the sea"

Timpani: "Like a stream that meets a boulder"
Blumiere: "Like a seed dropped by a bird"

Timpani: "Halfway through the wood,"
Blumiere: "In the wood"

Timpani and Blumiere: "Who can say if I've been changed for the better?
I do believe I have been changed for the better....

She looked out at the small boat. It seemed to be getting further and further away from her.

Timpani: "And, because I knew you."

Blumiere looked down at his hands.

Blumiere: "Because I knew you..."

Timpani and Blumiere: "Because I knew you
I have been changed.....
For good"

Dimentio smiled himself, before finally resting. Floating away, like he had always wanted.

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Blumiere and Timpani stuck together. They were married not long after Dimentio's death, and together they searched for their perfect world. On their journey, they took what Dimentio had said to heart and helped anyone they could. As they did so, their family grew. They had saved a bat by the name of Nastasia, who soon Joined their family, as well as a young girl who claimed to be a failed experiment and a fallen Scottish soldier. The two eventually had a son, which they named Dio, after Dimentio. As their family grew, they realized that their perfect world was not a place, but the people they surrounded themselves with.

But still, it always felt like there was a hole where Dimentio should be. Sometimes Timpani still believed that he'd come back. That this will all be one of his tricks, and that he'll re-appear. Or sometimes she'd like to think that he survived and became a sailor, sailing around the world like he had always dreamed about.

No matter what she chooses to believe, she'll always know where he really is.

He's in his perfect world.

He made it.