Chapter 13 - 13 Plans For The Future (1/2)

Gray took the truck carrying the Falcone Family's money further and further away from the private airport and closer towards Gotham City.

The Pseudo-Servant still had business in the crime capital of the world, excluding the proposition that Talia al Ghul offered him. The deal was to ”take care” of of a crime family in New York City. The League of Shadows didn't want to get their hands dirty with this particular crime, and wanted a third party to deal with them.

That's where Gray came in.

In addition, he also wanted to steal some more cash from the various other crime gangs within Gotham City, only stealing from a group of bank robbers and the Falcone Family would hardly even make a dent in the criminal activities in Gotham City.

It also lined Gray's pockets so he wasn't exactly complaining.

The black haired black eyed twenty year old rolled down the window and let the cool Gotham night breeze flow over his body.

”.... This is the DC universe.... I wonder if I can ever meet Superman or Wonder Woman?”.

He thought back to the holes in his memories that were created from the integration of the 13 Class Cards into his body. At the cost of his past life's experiences, he gained power that rivaled even the strongest beings in the entire world.

Gray could only remember his name, but the names and faces of those he once cared about vanished, only a sense of loss filled him whenever he tried to remember them.

Saver tried to get Gray to meditate more often, and let go of all his his past connections, while other Servants like Rider, Caster, Lancer and Gunner told him to cherish his forgotten past. That even if he forgot them, they would never forget him.

He was torn between the two choices.

The majority of Servants didn't agree with Saver's philosophy, despite his renown and power.

To them, a life of detachment, wasn't a life worth living. To cultivate the Bodhisattva and become and enlightened being that has reached Nirvana.

Gray's black hair was ruffled in the cold winds. The silver colored moon was visible, if only for a second, illuminating the world around him.

”Doesn't sound like my kind of thing anyway. Saver might be able to teach me how to become enlightened, but I'll have so many restrictions put on me it'll be ridiculous....”.

The young man sighed as he rested an arm on the trucks opened window, gazing back at the airport on his left side mirror.