Rest Art

Imbalance Scale

Tyrael woke up as early as usual there was no dream this time, It was unfortunate that he could not continue his last dream but at the very least he is thankful that the sword saved him from his usual nightmares.

He washed his face and then sat in front of his desk. On the desk lays his new gun that has been given to him with the silencer courtesy of the red-haired angel. Tyrael contemplated how the guns were affected by the tools of those thugs.

Thinking deeply, Tyrael had an idea. He pulled a briefcase full of originium from his bag and took some concentrate. The originium glows red and turns to dust. The dust then formed the shape of a ball and glows brighter before it crystallized, making a black pearl with the size of a golf ball.

Tyrael looked at it, knowing what it was or at least what it was supposed to be. Yet he is uncertain if it would work as intended since he has no way of testing it. Tyrael sighed and decided to make four more of its kind.

Finished Tyrael realized that it would be a hassle to bring these pearls everywhere. He pondered for a while and got an idea. He grabbed his jacket, feeling it for some time, and he confirmed his thoughts of it.

He concentrates, holding his jacket in one hand and the pearl on the other. The jacket moved as if it changed its own material and accepted the pearl, turned it to an attachment on its right side. Tyrael smiled and attached the rest of the pearl using the same method.

Sun started to rise, Tyrael put on his jacket and hat, then grabbed his sword to start his new routine. Tyrael spent an hour for his sword training. When he saw the sun already show its full face, he teleported to Kyuka's house and ate breakfast with her and the children as usual.

After he finished his food, Tyrael said his goodbye to them and teleported straight to the office. Arrived at the office, he was greeted by Sora, who was filing some papers on the desk.

"Ah... morning!" Sora greeted Tyrael exictedly.

"Good morning. How are you doing? Are you hurt?" Tyrael smiled and asked.

"No no no I'm totally fine! The L.G.D protected me bravely, I gotta make a point to visit the injured later." Sora responded.

"I see, that's good to hear." Said Tyrael while sitting across Sora.

"Hang on. Are you ok? I'm pretty sure you're the one left behind or as I understand you yourself teleported the rest of us away, " said Sora, crossing her arms.

"Ah indeed, but from your explanation before I took it that none lost their life, so it's all fine, I believe." Tyrael said calmly.

"That kind of thinking is not good you know, you basically sacrifice yourself for us, yes you may be able to take it now and in the future but we don't know that don't we? Especially since you're new on the team." Sora lectured Tyrael.

Tyrael smiled and laughed nervously as he didn't prepare an answer nor an appropriate explanation for his behavior.

"Haah, just remember you're part of penguin logistics now, so if you have crazy plans like that again, at least tell us, ok?" Sora said as she sighed and then continued her paperwork.

Tyrael nodded in agreement. The room was silent, filled only with the sound of friction from the papers and wooden table being hit by the pile of papers occasionally.