King’s Orphanage.

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An orphanage that resembling of a Pseudo-mansion in terms of size. It’s insides and outsides appear of that of a regular house.

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Nesta sat on the couch in King’s room on the verge of losing it. As soon as her thoughts were confirmed at that graveyard she immediately felt an affection towards Armor King II. The same kind of affection for the first one, one that reminded her of her relationship with her now disappeared brother. Closer than parents perhaps was the proper term? But the relationship itself was so short that it couldn’t possibly be determined. Either way, this sudden gain and loss made Nesta frantic. She felt unstable,visibly shaking as if she would burst any minute.. In fact..

“Dah!” She suddenly screamed, her eyes for a split second turning bright silver, brown wings popping out and flapping from her back only to retreat back. The devil markings also appeared on her face briefly, but they were slightly hidden by the pale hand that covered said distraught face. Her teeth turned sharpened, and an electric aura bursted around her body.

“Nesta, please calm down..!” King said, nearly frightened. He wasn’t sure what to do in this kind of situation, as he never seen Nesta like this before. He’s also never seen Nesta in her devil state.

“Say that to me again King. Please. I want you to tell me to calm down while Armor King is dying.” Nesta said coldly, her eyes becoming silver once again as they moved in King’s direction.

“Nesta I just…” “King. It is best, for you to just, shut. up.” Nesta said interrupting King to try and save him from herself.

King then decided that at this point, he didn’t care. He just wanted to help his friend, and make sure that she could feel better about the situation. “No. No it’s not. We cannot do anything for Armor King and Marduk right now Nesta, but I will not let you sit here and wallow. That’s not what the original Armor King would want.”

Nesta nearly snapped once more, bearing her teeth to King with a face of extreme rage, before finally sighing. “You’re right. I just, can no longer hold this inside of me. He maybe his brother, but with that mask, and that armor, There is no difference. I only see the original when I look at him.” Nesta explained, lying her head back on the couch. King walked over and sat next to her, and instinctively Nesta moved her head to his chest. These two trained under the original AK, there bond surpassing that of love for one another, though it isn’t impossible for them to feel that way.

“I feel the same. The only difference is that I have come to terms with Armor King’s death Nesta. You still haven’t. I forgave Marduk, and bonded with him in the end. He is an ally of both of us. You need to come to terms with this.” King explained to her, moving his hand to her head and caressing her hair. This was something used to calm her, yet to calm her itself was indeed rare.

Nesta nodded. “It’ll take me a while King. I can’t just forgive him and move on. It just doesn’t feel right for me. You had no family to call your own besides the orphanage and the original King, until he died and you met Armor King. Me? I lost my right in front of me, and having Armor King and you replace that void in my heart brought me endless joy. For Armor King to die so suddenly it… I couldn’t take it. I didn’t even bother searching for my brother when I found out he was alive. It felt like then, I had truly lost everything.” She said, a single tear rolling down her cheek.

“But you have me. If there is no one else, not even your true family, I will always be here. Don’t mistake that, because I mean it.” King said sternly.

“And I believe you King. I truly do.” She said, nestling her head further into his chest, closing her eyes. She eventually fell asleep, King’s warm body making her go into a drowsy state.

She eventually woke up to find King asleep, though still with his mask on. She could hear his breathing being calmer than normal. She then had a thought that she took a few minutes to think over, and decided to follow up with it.

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King woke up to not find Nesta still asleep, or anywhere in the house for that matter. Where did she..-!” He thought to himself before seeing a note left by Nesta on the table in front of him.

Dear King,
I have left for Kyoto, Japan in case you are wondering where I am you sleepyhead. I need time to myself to think things over, and to take a visit back to my home country. I haven’t been back there since I was only a teenager. If you follow me, I’ll hate you forever~

Nesta Kazama

King sighed, taking a guess of another reason she could be there, but not understanding why. He got up to go greet the rest of the kids in the orphanage that day after some warm ups.