@deviileye
“Akira!”
If Ryo truly wished for Akira’s happiness, perhaps he would have just let Akira pass him and disappear into the darkness of the night. Akira was alive again after all.
Ryo did not understand human emotions, or what exactly caused them to be happy but he was capable of deducing basic patterns, and it was obvious that at the root core of things all of the misery in Akira’s life came from his connection to him, that Ryo had dragged him into the world of devils.
All because of Ryo’s selfish desire, Akira had lost everyone. If Ryo simply disappeared from his life Akira would be happy. Even if those precious things did not return, then the person who dragged him into tragedy would at least stop forcing him through this path. Ryo knew this but still he...
He stood there as if nothing happened, as if they were standing on a bridge again reuniting after not seeing each other for a few years. As if they were old friends greeting one another, he opened up his great white coat and held out a hand.
“Akira, I need you, come with me.”
He really was selfish, true to his nature Satan chased his desires to the end of time and back.















