Yamato noticed that everytime Alkie wakes up after he falls into 'force sleep'... He would act different than the usual. The light haired will be unusually responsive and stare at the person, condescendingly... Unlike the usual him that would response softly while looking at the person, warmly...

This unusual Alkie seems to be merciless to the point where he almost killed Yasu and Alky when the three of them were leveling up. The older Hotsuin asked the younger why did he do that? But the reply was... Something he didn't expect, not a bit.

"'Why?' You asked, because there's no point of keeping them when they're weak. It's a waste of mana if I kept them alive. Unfortunately my plan didn't work..."

That time, the younger had a bored look, he doesn't sound regretful like he usually would when he accidentally hurt the two. He sounded...

Proud.

Yamato stops himself from blurting out an absurd question after it. Yet he's sure that the Alkie in front of him at that time, isn't the one he knew for ten years.

Who was it, then?

The older Hotsuin also notes that the latter in question seems to hate Yasu to an extent of hurting the poor thing in a very violent way. So he and Alky would automatically resolves to restraining him or better yet, brutally knocking him out, perhaps beating him until he's unconscious.

Although the usual one is gentle and won't forgive himself if he knew that he's hurting Yasu.

The usual Alkie doesn't remember anything he'd done right after he falls into his 'force sleep,' again. All of them keep quiet, it's their silent agreement. Everything is okay act.

No one would want a sword, bawling his eyes out of artificial tears. Right?

'Alkie' stares coldly at the Administrator. "How long are you going to keep it this way?" he hisses. He'll be force to sleep again,

Hibiki hummed, "Until you stop showing. Erased like you never existed."

"Pfft- Ahaha! Don't make laugh, I won't be easily wipe out. Not when I'm originally him!" 'Eikla' said huskily, shit, his eyelids are getting heavy.

Hibiki pats him on the head. "Well, if you are the 'original' why did you change?"

"T-That's..." The sword murmurs incoherently, slowly falling asleep.

The Administrator smiled as he continues to pat the other."That's right, sleep... If you don't, you'll deteriorate... Inside."