AN: Once again, I would like to apologize for the wait. The last thing I want you guys thinking is that I'll end up not completing this story. Don't worry, I fully intend to finish it.

Tensions were high and directed at Achos as they all sat in the living room eating lunch. No words were exchanged between anyone as they quietly ate, Achos beginning to feel regretful for his actions. The others (with the exception of Chaos) were still feeling quite bitter towards him for them, not being able to believe that he declined help that his "sisters" had willingly offered.

However, that would soon be the least of his worries.

Since he'd begun eating, Achos continued to stare at the plate in front of him as he ate. However, as he was about to eat another bit of his food, he noticed out of the corner of his eyes that the lighting in the room had changed, the area being lit with an ominous red glow. When he looked up, he saw an image that horrified him.

In front of him sat the same figure that attacked him earlier that day. And all around, his friends had gone pale and were slightly slumped forward. Their faces were twisted into expressions of what looked like either shock or horror, their eyes black all around with the exception of their pupils, which were red. The figure chuckled lightly. A male voice.

"Hello, Achos," the person said quietly, his voice seemingly distorted. "Do you like what I set up? I thought I'd eat with all of you, and perhaps have a tea party. I also showed your friends how happy I was to join them by giving them a makeover." Achos' eyes were wide in shock, horror, and confusion. Almost like his now lifeless friends.

"Don't they look so pretty?" Achos trembled as he looked once again at the bodies gathered around the table.

"You... Why did you attack me? What have you done!? What do you want with me?!" he shouted as his eyes now displayed a new emotion: anger.

Suddenly, the image in front of Achos seemed to flicker and fade. He heard a faint voice calling out to him, and felt himself being shaken by someone. Soon, the image disappeared entirely and the living room was back to normal, his friends staring at him in worry and confusion. He turned to his right, his eyes still wide, to see Nymph with her hand gripping his shoulder.

"Omega, are you okay? Answer me!" Nymph said worriedly. However, Achos didn't answer, instead looking around the table at his friends in confusion. Angeloids couldn't sleep, therefore eliminating the possibility of them having dreams or nightmares, but...

What had he just seen?

Achos clutched the table tightly with one hand, his other placed on his head as he breathed heavily and sweated profusely.

"Achos, what happened...?" Tomoki asked quietly. It was at that moment that he stood up, said "excuse me", and left the room. The others just stared at the doorway, dumbfounded as to what had just occurred.

A few hours later, Achos sat on the roof of the house under a sunset-lit sky, unable to help himself from replaying the gruesome scene again and again in his head. He continued to sit in silence for a while before he heard a voice behind him.

"Omega...? Can we talk?" asked Nymph's soft voice.

Achos sighed, remaining silent for a moment, before saying, "Sure." Nymph then walked over to Achos, taking a seat beside him with her knees tucked into her chest and her arms wrapped around them. For a few seconds, there was a tense and awkward silence before Nymph spoke again.

"Why don't you want us to help you?" she asked, her voice slightly strained with emotional pain. This did not go unnoticed by Achos, and the guilt he felt before resurfaced and intensified slightly.

"Nymph, I'm truly sorry for the way I acted," he said, "but I can't let any of you get hurt because of me. I have to handle this on my own."

"No, you don't," Nymph countered. There was another momentary pause between the two before Achos continued to speak.

"These ties I have with all of you... they're dangerous. They compromise the way I think in certain situations, and I can't let them distract me when-" By this time, Nymph had gotten up and stood in front of Achos, her expression displaying anger.

Smack.

Achos' head was turned to the right, a red mark now on his left cheek. There was a look of shock on his face as he felt a slight sting on that cheek. He remained still for a moment before turning his head to look back at Nymph, who lowered her left hand to her side and continued to glare at Achos. He was slightly confused as to why Nymph had just slapped him. As if she read his mind, she gave him an answer.

"Don't," she hissed, her voice rising dangerously. "Don't you dare use this as an excuse to break that promise you made to me!" Achos continued to look at her in surprise, replaying that night in his mind. He noticed that Nymph no longer looked angry, instead looking sad as tears visibly welled in her eyes. It was then that Achos was no longer able to look at her directly, his guilt rising once again (even though it wasn't his intention to try and break his promise). However, he didn't need to worry about that anymore as Nymph then threw herself at Achos, positioned on her knees between his legs as she wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face into his chest as she cried. Achos looked momentarily surprised once again, before closing his eyes and wrapping his own arms around her back, pressing Nymph more tightly to his chest.

"I don't ever want you to leave me," she sobbed. "Please don't go... Please don't leave me..." Achos fought back against tears of his own as he listened to Nymph's pleads.

"It's okay, Nymph," he said, his voice trembling as he opened his eyes. "I'm not going anywhere."

The two angeloids later decided to go for a walk, and were now heading down an empty street. Nymph sighed contently as she walked with her eyes closed, her head pressed against Achos' right arm and her arms wrapped around it. Achos took a moment to look at the blue-haired angeloid, smiling warmly at her. However, that smile quickly disappeared when he looked up and saw him again. The same black hoodie with the hood pulled up to conceal himself, the same black cargo pants, and the same black shoes. Everything in black. When Achos stopped walking and stared at the figure in front of the two angeloids, Nymph opened her eyes and curiously looked at Achos before following his gaze to the stranger. She narrowed her eyes in confusion for a moment, before realization dawned on her.

"That's the person, isn't it?" Nymph asked, looking back at Achos, who nodded in confirmation. At that moment, the stranger pulled his arm back and thrust it forward, a purple blade ejecting out of it and heading towards the two. Instinctively, they both separated from each other and accelerated with their wings off to either side, narrowly avoiding the fast travelling blade as the tip of it lodged itself into the street.

"No more games. No more hiding," the stranger said in an eerily happy voice that sent shivers down the two angeloids' spines, retracting the blade and sending it back into his sleeve. Suddenly, from behind the figure came an array of blades that Nymph almost instantly recognized.

That can't be! she thought in horror. That wing structure... it looks just like Epsilon's!

Achos recognized the wing structure as well, an image of Chaos briefly flashing in his mind.

"This can't be possible," Achos said to himself as he looked at the new angeloid, who had just taken off into the sky. Achos and Nymph equipped their battle clothing and took off after the second-generation angeloid. Achos quickly caught up to him and activated Nemesis, swinging it at the mysterious angeloid only to have it held in place by the array of blades that converged on the sword.

"Who are you?" Achos asked, his voice strained as he tried to push against the weapons.

"Type Upsilon, Keiro," he answered. The two continued to stand off, Nymph watching them a fair distance away.

"Now, let's be patient," Keiro said, bringing out the blades and pushing Achos' arm off to the side, unsteadying him for a moment. "I don't want you to suffer just yet." In that moment, Keiro seized the opportunity to land a blow to Achos' chest, making him skyrocket towards the ground. After watching Achos collide into a nearby street below, Nymph turned to attack Keiro, only to find that he was no longer there.

What? Where did he go? she thought as she pressed to fingers to her ear in an attempt to track Keiro's signal. However, she couldn't detect it. She realized that something was jamming her radar, and gave up on searching for Keiro to go and help Achos. She flew over to the street where he was, descending to the ground to help him up. With slight difficulty, she slung Achos' arm over her shoulder and stood him up from his lying position on the ground.

"Did he get away...?" Achos groaned weakly as he looked at Nymph, who nodded in response. She then looked up at the sky where Keiro should have been.

"Yeah. But at least you're still alive."