Axel stood on the hill top; just a bit away from the warehouse, Sat back, he watched the ocean currents crash off of the caverns and sand; always washing something up. His mind blocked out any intrusive sounds and compelled to the calming of his soul. His bleach blonde hair cooed in the wind; the tips fluttering to it's direction. His dark blue orbs glinted a light in the horizon; the rise of the sun. Coughing some; he smiled and spoke in a monotone..'' Keep on going, buddy. Bring meaning to our lives.'' Axel stood now, dusting himself and picking his keepsake sword from the ground. He turned and began his journey back to the warehouse. It bugged him that someone would even think of forcing people to reproduce with each other; love each other. Yet he knew that their meeting would be inevitable; quite a power play and tension would be high.