"It's not like I can just cuff them to a wall or something, after all. If I looked away, Yamato would be half way through gnawing off his arm by the time I looked back," Jyou says.


Gennai's smile fades, just a little. "It's the only peace any of us will ever get," he says. "They gave me an impossible task -- they knew I could never succeed. And then they died in front of me, and I waited for twenty-five thousand years for them to come back, to make the world perfect at last. When they did, they'd forgotten me, forgotten the promises they'd made, and all they were interested in was -- protecting the world as it was."

He gives a derisive snort, shaking his head. "I'm sure he never even imagined that I'd be his enemy. I'll always just be a little kid to him," he says.