Seto placed his head against his door. He missed them so much yet can't ever see them again. Sighing Seto picked up his head and walked over to Sky's amulet, all of his friends valuable items. He wondered if he could go back. Go back to the first Generation. Seto smiled softly. He glanced over at his spell book. 'Time to pack. Time? let's get ride of my time.' Seto smirked. He would stay alive and He WOULD save them no matter how many generation's he'd have to go through.