Ryoten Saibot sat on the roof of his house, a Victorian style house on the outside. On the inside, though, it has a historical feel to it, like there was a part of history that wasn't meant to be disturbed. His emerald green eyes searched his property for any shimmer in the atmosphere that would give away the presence of an Omega. He held his blade, The Phoenix Flower, tightly in his grip. His spike, yet slicked back hair blew unruly in the strong breeze.
"Babe..." a woman called to him from on the ground. Her long blonde hair was flying in the wind, and her violet eyes shimmered in the late afternoon sunset.
"It's time to come in.", she called up to him as she shielded her eyes from the sun. "Dinner's ready, and it's going to get cold if you don't come and eat it, babe..."
Ryoten looked at the woman with compassion and a hint of fear. She understood his fear: Omega would find him, a Renaga, and kill him and his family.
"I'll be in a little bit, ok, Nymentai?" He offered her a smile, a smile that said 'I'll be fine'.
She walked back inside, blushing. He thought back to the first time they met: In the Space City Arcea.
