[center][h3][color=fff257]Class: Dragoon[/color][/h3]
[color=fff257][h2]Hans Joachim[/h2][/color][/center][hr]
Hans simply watched everything unravel in silence, paying specific close attention to Willow's explanation. And above else, he came to witness how some of these people here couldn't really accept their fate. On the other hand, Hans was more tolerant to such explanation. Who can say why, but his memories are not lost so easily, unlike so many others here. He didn't even need to see the video tape depicting his demise to be reminded of it. 

Hans also remained out of the commotions. There was no need to remain in it. He was too violent and aggressive to argue with logically. Instead, he simply contemplated on what was going on. This place, this world, according to Willow, was simply a huge RPG game, but with less computers and stuff. And to the legends of that 'thing' he saw before dying, this was a place where his inner most desire were fulfilled. A place where all was possible. True for most part. He did wish for another life, but not really this way. 

The boy checked his sword and knife. So this was a real thing. Assuming everything Willow said was the truth, he would have to work himself to not die here. Well, death is as light as a feather now, but it's better to not die. But was he going to do it alone or with a team. That was the only question lingering in his mind now. 

[color=fff257]"Allow me to inquire.[/color]  He addressed Willow. [color=fff257]"Are we doing this, all of this, by ourselves or with a group?"[/color]

[@Poi]