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It seemed like the perception of what a hero was, was more broad then what Yakone had originally thought. It was based on people's own ideals and you may be a hero in one person's eyes but a villain in another. The definition of a hero and villain were gray at this point in the game. What truly makes someone a hero in everyone's eyes... and what makes someone a villain in others.... Was it their simple actions or perhaps the lack of actions would probably dictate whether someone is truly who they say they are... With Yakone's own experience. He had been in Hell for so long, he has beaten the villains over there... but these same villains, were the ones that his own father sent to Otherworld... would that mean that these guys were potential heros and Yakone was just beating up those heros who tried to stop Yangcong at one point and in reality, Yakone was seeing himself as a hero. But the reality was entirely different that he was just seen as a villain due to who his father was...Yakone couldn't devolve this information to anyone... what would anyone think of him if he did... to be the son of a war criminal.... He heard everything that Ward had to say and yet... he just couldn't contribute to it but with this alone... He would stare at Ward with both his fist balled up.

"I had a friend whose father was a villain, could that friend also be seen as a villain just because who his father was?"

All of his life... he was living in his father's shadow in Otherworld. People knew who he was, because he had told them that he was the son of the great man known as Yangcong... this was before his father became the war criminal....

He carried wisdom behind those words and yet deep down. He had to keep his secret close. If the villains of the Otherworld wanted his head... then the mortals who knew Yangcong would definitely want his...To think to die a second time because of this would be just a waste of a life. Yakone had to get strong, Yakone had to get wisdom, and this Ward person would be able to help him. Yakone got on both his knees and threw his body on the ground with his face planted on the ground.

"Train me. I want to be guided by someone like you."

He could never get a shinjin to train him in Otherworld since they were always too busy. Perhaps a shinjin from the mortal realm could be able to train him.

"I loss my father during the Plant War. He was a noble soldier and he died because of his beliefs. I need help to get strong... I couldn't get it from my father or my mother...I also had loss a friend a while back.. she was good to me and now I don't have her either... I'm all alone in this realm with no friends... no family... just...me.."

Seemed like his journey in wanting to train was coming to an end. It has appeared that he wasn’t interested or rather, he wasn’t best suited to teach someone. He could understand that given that most if not all shinjin would devote their time and energy to mortals or anyone for that matter. Yakone has always known them as watchers of the universe and even though he rarely saw them in otherworld, he did see them and saw them as great and powerful beings in a class of their own. After nodding towards Ward and walking away he smiled.

“Thank you so much for your knowledge. You have given me more knowledge that it would take some people years to find out later on. I bid you safe travels mister Ward and hopefully we will meet together some other day.”

He didn’t have the strength nor the desire to pit himself against a shinjin and wasn’t going to. He needed to get the strength in order to accomplish his goals.

“I bid you farewell.”

Yakone would walk away and take the knowledge he had and hopefully one day he would have the strength to exact his revenge on those that caused his father harm.

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