Nero’s Thoughts, Delkan’s Rage
It didn't take long for Nero to arrive at his home, after doing a bit of cleaning and washing himself off. He quickly cooked whatever he could find in the refrigerator, making himself a light meal for dinner before he sat himself down in the living room, awaiting the time required to enter the World of Promise.
While seated at ease, Nero's eyes stared at the rain from his windows illuminated by the dim lamps at the street corners. His face had a thoughtful look as he spoke to his older self.
"That assassin, was he sent by those Bit Hunters, or is it really from that time?"
Adult Nero, who was currently filing his ghost nails with a semi-transparent file, glanced at Nero and spoke, "What do you think?"
Nero hesitated for a while before his eyes glowed with a red glint as he answered, "I feel as if it's related to that Delkan, even if not directly himself, it's related to his family."
Adult Nero smiled at those words as he questioned, "Oh, and what led you to that conclusion?"