All characters and story elements are the properties of their respective owners (Sunrise, Inc). I hold no rights, trademarks, copyrights or license and present this side story as a non-profit fan-fiction in thanks and in respect for my love of the title and characters (especially Saki and Haruto). Thank you Sunrise, for giving me the inspiration to return to my writing.

At the end of season 2, the creators left a lot of openings some critics have referred to as sloppy storytelling; I, myself, see it as a nod to the fans to openly interpret whatever makes them happiest believing at the end of the story. This story will take place as an entire 3rd season I could easily envision in my mind. Gone is the war, the destruction, the despair. My season 3 is about hope, rebuilding a better society, love, friendship and family; "A Brave New World" if I may borrow the terminology from the Great Bard himself Mr. William Shakespeare.

I've been left with many questions in my mind since the series ended; "Why was Marie's death seemingly different than Haruto's?"; "With Akira growing more confident in herself, and the people around her, how long would it take her to throw all in with society as a whole?", "L-Elf proved himself a confident and capable soldier in war; just what would he feel trying to re-assimilate himself as a civilian, a duck out of water so to speak into society?; and most importantly "Who actually loved Haruto Tokishima? Saki Rukino or Shoko Sashinami? Which did Haruto, himself truly love ?".

In this many-chapter full season story I hope to have answered the questions in my own way, to the enjoyment of those felt betrayed by the ending we were given in Valvrave the Liberator season 2 and those with an open mind to one man's interpretation of some of his favorite characters in anime. This story contains friendship, love and a touch of lighthearted comedy often seen between friends and family in good times. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed meeting my new friends once again.

Chapter 1

"who are you?" Haruto asked the strange young man beside him. A foggy zombie-like aura engulfing the young hero, Haruto Tokishima. He had in fact, sacrificed the last of his Runes, his memories, to save his friends.

"They never gave up and neither will I" Haruto would speak of his friends while dealing the final blow to the enemy of his very existance; his very world. The recipient; a man,if he could be called a man, Cain. Like those he opposed, Cain was Kamitsuki or one of those touched by God (as they liked to refer to themselves). It would take all he had to bring Cain down; for those he loved, Haruto was willing to scarifice just that. They would be safe under his watch; even if it proved his final one.

L-elf thought for a moment of the question asked by the boy before him. They were enemies not long ago. They became two boys sharing a common goal for different reasons soon after. They'd go on to become comrades in arms. Something more? No, he could no longer deny it. He rarely used the word. He didn't freely throw it around. It was true though, Haruto Tokishima had become something all too rare in his life. If this was his last chance to tell him. he had to seize the opportunity just as Haruto seized the one before him to defeat Cain.

"Your friend!" L-elf exclaimed tears in his eyes as Haruto, his friend, began to drift off to his final rest.

Haruto Tokishima's funeral was grand by design. All those he saved would be there to pay their respect, no, their debt to the boy who would be responsible for them having a future. He would be the hero they'd never forget. The Founder of this brave new world they now called home. Their very inspiration for pressing on no matter what hard times life would deliver them. Haruto Tokishima, the boy who would be King. Struck down in his prime, just 17 years of age.

"Are you sure we did the right thing?" Prime Minister Shoko Sashinami asked, in a hushed whisper.

"We did what had to be done" L-elf consoled her. "He may in fact be dead. At the moment, we really can't be sure" L-elf whispered back. "The people are pulling together in this fragile time. They need a reason to prove their strength to both themselves and those around them. Haruto's 'death' could prove just that".

Shoko nodded slightly in agreement. She knew the less people who knew the better, but keeping this secret from Akira and Saki seemed wrong on so many levels. "L-elf must know what he's doing" she'd think to herself but at the same time knew it didn't make her feel like less of a traitor to her friends. Her sisters in this new world they'd helped create due to their sacrifices of their very humanity.

The tears freely flowed through the eyes of Akira Renbokoji, not just for the loss of a friend, but for the pain Shoko-chan must be feeling deep in her heart. She knew of Shoko's feelings for Haruto-kun. He was her oldest and dearest friend. He thought her possibly more than that. "Why isn't she crying more?" Akira would ask herself. Looking over at Saki-chan, she noticed more tears in her eyes than in Shoko-chan's; was there something she missed?

Saki Rukino wondered to herself. "I couldn't feel his death".

"Why couldn't I feel his death?" she shouted in her head thinking back to the deaths of Aina-chan, her dear sweet Aina-oneechan; the death of Thunder; the death of Kyuma. She could feel them all; and surely her connection to Kyuma and Thunder was not as strong as her connection to Haruto was. Looking over to Shoko-oneechan she noticed no tears in her eyes. Although Shoko had become a bit of a hard-nosed politician on the outside she could never become so cold; especially, not when it came to Haruto.

"Could it be" she'd think to herself; could he be alive?".