I love days off.

You know what? I'm getting a little tired of bringing people back to life. The fundamental code of ethics behind it is questionable enough as it is. It's not as if we just poke you in the right spot and everything works all over again.

I mean, really. I think you guys aren't even trying anymore. Need I remind you that once you die, you are back in our hands? On our tables?

Who knows what we'd do with you? Especially me. I'm that jerk, remember?

Well, the jerk has unlimited access to scalpels and lasers. Maybe next time you'll wake up in the hospital with "Killa J wuz here" tattooed in a spiral around your left arm.

In short: stop dying. It's annoying.

Mr. Roxas.
Mr. Wolverine.
Mr. Death Scythe.
Mr. Wayne.
Ms. Ryuuzaki.
Mr. ωRICE.
Mr. Ness.
Mr. Kurosaki.

Mr. Donald Duck.
Mr. Minamimoto.
Ms. Miria.
Ms. Pan.
Ms. Saber.
Mr. Garland.
Ms. Olette.
Ms. Kairi.

Those are your teams. Or would you like to be assigned captains, too? Let me warn you now: this isn't quite your high school dodgeball game.

You're going to the mountains. I'm sure most of you will know how to get there now. If not, you should be able to figure it out. Maybe try asking the other Ichigo, Mr. Kurosaki?

Remember: these are teams. You would do well to avoid separation. He could easily kill any of you, chip or not. Just a minor inconvenience, maybe, but I'd prefer not to have to deal with your stupidity when there are more important things.

Loli needs it.

On a less solemn note:
We rally the troops at dawn.

Just when my eyes were getting used to the dark.

People do tend to prefer the light, though. How lucky for everyone that it's returned.

But the creatures that stick to shadow don't take long to act. If you're just a moment too late...
Haha, I can adapt. Darkness won't hide you any longer.

Tell me.

Do you like the rain, or do you prefer the drops of sun?

But how else will the flowers grow?

WELCOME.