chapter9

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Tyki sighed discontentedly at breakfast. He was eating at Cyril's house once more, and for the millionth time, he remembered how lonely and miserable he was without Road's antics to keep him awake during the day. Nothing seemed worth it, anymore. He had loved Road, and she was so smitten by Allen. Maybe it had been jealousy that had driven Tyki to attack the boy. But what else could he say? That he was in love with a girl who looked for all purposes to be no more than fourteen? That was strange, and not a little bit creepy. Granted, Cyril was ever so slightly obsessed with Road, but Cyril was strange to begin with.

And as if on cue, Cyril looked up from his elaborate breakfast, which had been served by an Akuma servant, unbeknownst to his fragile wife, and sighed.

"You know, Tyki, I understand that you are saddened by Road's death, but perhaps you should try finding a lovely young lady to marry. You are certainly one of the most eligible people that I know, and I'm sure that girl you danced with at the last soiree would be glad to take up that position."

"I'm not in the mood for your lecherous speeches, Cyril…" Tyki said boredly. Wisely laughed lightly and shook his head.

"I believe what my dear father meant was that you should not wallow in self pity, uncle. It is unbecoming when you could have any woman you desire."

"You read his mind again, didn't you, Wisely?" Tyki asked, still unimpressed by how invasive Wisely was on everyone else's minds.

"I needn't use my psychic powers all the time, uncle. In this case, I simply read the expressions on his face. He is concerned about you."

"Okay. Hey, I was thinking of visiting some old friends, today, Wisely. Would you care to join me?" Tyki asked, thinking about Eeze and his other human friends. Wisely smiled politely and nodded at this.

"I would be glad to meet any friends of my esteemed uncle." He said politely, but not altogether too sincerely, so that he sounded more as though he was mocking Tyki than agreeing with him. Tyki sweatdropped at this, but stood and went upstairs to dress for the occasion, in other words, as a human.

Tyki rarely ever went into his human form anymore, having given his mind completely over to his inner Noah, as the Earl had so happily declared after Allen had run him through with his Sword of Exorcism. That had been the most frightening moment of Tyki's life. He had felt the sword tear through his body, and then felt as though his very soul had been ripped out. But then, he felt a great and terrifying power inside of him, and then the whole world went black before he started viewing everything like a movie screen, and he was being forced to watch his own body fight Walker as if from the back seat. He saw himself defeating Walker soundly, but could do nothing to step back in. He was afraid that he was truly going to kill Allen without even being there to enjoy the kill.

"Yo! Eeze, Momo, Clark!" Tyki called loudly, as he walked toward his friends, hanging out at an inn. His three friends looked up brightly and waved at him and at Wisely, who glanced at them and then looked away. It was a strange feeling talking to these normal humans, especially seeing Tyki being so friendly and familiar with them.

"Guys, this is my nephew, Wisely. He's accompanying me today, because I wanted him to meet you."

"Hey, Wisely!"

"What's up, yo!" Momo and Clark asked. Eeze just nodded silently at him, and then returned to the meager meal that he was eating.

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