Mana doesn't exactly understand what's going on (most of you readers by this point), cause all he knows right now was that he's some kind of a leader for a family who's ultimate goal is to wipe out all humans from the face of the Earth, and the only things that is stopping them was the Heart and it's pesky bodyguard. Well, that's the surface.

It also seemed that on the course of 7000 years, he, or more specifically, the original Earl had disappeared. More detailed, broken into two where he and Neah were raised as twins. . .And then Allen and Cross came in, at one bloody night, and then their family came and shits happen. . .

The shits that happened was the only thing that he doesn't particularly understand. For example: How the actual fuck. . .did he even managed consume himself in the first place?(Explain the science) And why did he even did that? How- What- Allen, No!

He was stressed, and no wonder Adam went away in the first place, all these piles of dung stacking. . .

Okay, to be honest, Mana does know how and what had happened. What he doesn't know, was the real reason behind it. Neah didn't explain when he went all holocaust on his own family. And Allen didn't exactly explain when he went all soul transfusion and deaging and stuff. Things had never been explained, especially when one of them get a sudden idea of how to 'save' each other.

Allen is good at soul transfusion, it's better if he was the Earl since it had already become a second nature to him. And Neah. . .Neah is actually quite similar to Cross. . .In a lot of ways.

Actually, he doesn't understand much. Like he knows but doesn't understand. More importantly, his own stupidity.

Mana was tired, he was tired of the war that always ruined his life. For turning them into monsters. No, he hates the Earl for turning them into one. If that. . .vile creature didn't exist then they won't have to go through all the trouble for survival.

Innocence was also one of the factors, that hateful existence, only if it haven't existed. Only if nothing else exist except he and his family then it would finally become peaceful. They could finally spend the rest of their days happily with one another.

The war would be over and he can finally rest.

But that won't happen, not unless he destroy it all.

Not when their numbers is so, so little.

He can wait, after all, he had waited longer before. 7000 years. Patience was his forte.

Right now, things would have to go slowly as he still have so much time still left to waste. And so, he took a deep breath, shuddering from bubbling excitement.

"I'm home. . ."

Adam. The Earl. Mana.

In the end, they were all the same person. Just different sides of the same coin.

It was Road's presence that he had woken up to, in the middle of the night where everything went wrong. And it was his will that took action.

"Road!" he groaned out, trying to sit in an upright position. But it was hard, since his mind was literally objecting to that motion and just want to fucking sleep.

But fuck that since it was he was the one controlling.

He tried to focus on Road's figure, but it was hard when you only got one eye working and not to mention the world was spinning in infinite circles. But it was not impossible.

"Road?" he called again, just to make sure that he was calling an actual person rather then a hallucination.

Road didn't react much, aside from slowly sliding down from her sitting position on the windowsill. Her feet making soft thumps as it lands on the floor, she dusted herself. And Allen wasn't sure if this was a hallucination or not, his mind couldn't actually think and process at the current moment, much less at the same time.

Road walk towards him and it was starting to actually get creepy now, since her eyes were literally glowing a bright gold in the darkness of the room. Not to mention she was regarding him coldly, sending shudders up his spine.

She stopped at the side of his bed, directly right next to him. And Allen was starting to panic a little, going into cold sweat. His left arm starts to twitch unceremoniously, and he wonders why all this Noahs likes to go into their grey state even while knowing a normal human was living under their roof? More particularly a human who happens to wield Innocence.

The silence was demeaning and he cursed his sensitive senses for noticing Road's presence and alerted his mind. It was even more stupid of him for waking up from that in the first place. Or not, he wouldn't have to deal with this stressful moment.

Road. . .she didn't do much aside from suddenly grabbing his arm, which was honestly surprising. "You wretched existence," it took him quite an IQ to realized that the curse was directed to his cursed arm, rather then it's wielder

Her nails began to dig into the hard, scaly flesh. It must had been imbued with dark matter in the first place, since innocence can only be affected by that or other innocence. . .

Black Matter?

"Wait- Road! Calm down," he tried to retract his arm from Road's hold. But he wasn't awakened yet, and Road is in her Noah's form.

If he remembers correctly, the last time someone had managed to actually harm Road was Neah. And it was during the time where he had just woken as a young Noah. No Exorcist or General had ever even scratch her, only the First and the Fourteenth.

"Road!?" he called again, desperation laced in his voice.

But Road didn't react to his calling, and instead began to trail her nails towards the green gem at the back of his hand. It reacted, to the opposite substance, flaring up but it didn't do that much to really hurt Road.

And yet, it hurts so much when her long nail traced over his skin. But he wasn't strong enough to wrench his arm away. No matter how much he pulls, tug or twist. It didn't even manage to faze her as she was to focus on the bright, green gem that was pulsing flashes of light.

"Road!" He cried out as she puncture her nails into the gem, tears begin to accumulate in his eyes of the flood of pain that washed over.

She dig deeper and all he can do was cry out in pain.

It was useless trying to pry his arm off, but even thought he knew it, it still didn't stop him from trying.

"Road! Stop, please!" He practically begged. And Allen couldn't stop the tears from falling, not when the pain was too much.

"Road!" He sobbed, his right hand weakly pulling Road's sleeve for the final time.

It. . .it broke. . .

He knew it. . .It hurts so badly, so so badly. He couldn't see properly, as tears was blocking the light from entering his eyes, it was dark. And all he could identify was that two dots of gold he labelled as Road's eyes.

He gave up, releasing his hand from Road's sleeve.

"Hahahah!" He cried out in an odd sense of humor. Gripping his left arm as an attempt to soothe the pain.

Road's hand suddenly jerks away, and she sounded so so mortified. "I'm sorry, Allen," she had apologized, hands reaching to wipe away the tears that was blocking his vision.

And now did Allen was able to see the world clearly, Road was in front of him, looking so close to tear. The world around them was dark, and now did he realized that they were actually in her dreamworld.

Allen glanced at his left arm, wincing at the sight of gutted skin and oozing blood that was trickling from the long trail. The gem was fractured, broken into three parts and yet, it still emanating a soft light. But what can he do? he was powerless earlier.

"Oh, Allen," Road had continued to say, her hands reaching out for his multated left hand but retract back when it got close, as if she were afraid to harm any further.

His left hand twitch and probbed, and it was probably at that time was when Road realized that maybe staying in this state wasn't exactly a good choice. The darkness receded slowly, like a curtain pulling back, revealing his darkly lit room. Road eyes truned back to it's purple shade of lavender, and her skin paled to it's usual tone. She regarded him in a sorrowful manner before she ran to the door and left.

At first, he thought that Road had actually left him to recover on his own, but not a couple of minutes later the door swung open, and Mana came in with a slightly disheveled hair and heavy breathing. At least, he was sure it was Mana, seeing as Mana was the only one who could manage that tone of voice. Not even Adam, who had pretended to be Mana had been able to achieve that.

"Allen!" Mana had gasped as he stepped into the room, surveying him with bright golden eyes. "Are you okay?"

One overlook detail was that Mana was in his Noah's form and how the fuck did he even managed to be in that in the first place? And why does he think it was a good idea to be in the same room as someone who had injured his innocence in that form?

"Augh!" Allen groaned in pain as his arm began to shot up as a reaction to that overwhelming aura. He gripped his left arm instinctively and doubled-over. "Fuck you all!" he had managed to cry out, head snapped up to glare at them, as if it was their fault he had to go through this ridiculous amount of pain.

Which is true.

"Do not come in here in the form, you idiot!" he cursed at them. "I will seriously hurt you if you do that again!"

But they didn't move and just now, did it seemed that it was a good idea for Mana to go back into his white form, and he did. But Allen wants none of that, he was tired, he was hurt and he was in need of a hell lot of sleep. He was cranky as hell and all he need was imbeciles to look after his sorry state.

"Out!" he snapped, silver eyes glaring at them. "Shit, the fuck are you still in here standing there like a bitch? Are you bloody deaf? Do you want me to curse the room so it won't let any other people in, I will fucking do that if you don't go right now!"

They decided, that it was probably best if they leave at the current moment. Seeing as Allen was having hormonal issues on par with a girl on her period.

Allen sigh in relief at the sound of the door closing, he layed back down on his bed and- Fuck! Was this a singular bed? Where was Neah? Was he alone in this room? What were you doing Road?

But he was silently grateful for that seeing as his innocence was acting up and staying in a room, with the Noah of Destruction with innocence that was bursting with power from time to time was probably not good idea.

In the end, he got himself a nice room and a couple of days worth of sleep.

I don't exactly know how to do the flow of the story but at least I managed to write what I wanted to happen. My friends going to beta my story and help me so no need for that. I might not be able to update for this week since I got an event coming up, I have to go to school at five in the morning for the bus, like: For the sake of certificates. So sorry.

Like always, thank you for reading and reviewing my story.

With love,

Mana