Somone... close enough to him--both in physical and mental realm also exist in the WR--hiding like a predator, even from the examiners themselves. Always helping, aiding him under the guise of failure of the 4th--generation. He might seem a wee bit OOC in this fic, so if you don't mind that, you're welcome to read this fic. Going to be my first time writing a PURE COTE fic, since I've only written TBATE. Anything remotely close to COTE is the TBATE x COTE crossover. So, in-case you find something wrong with it, you're welcome to criticize it. ********************************* I do not own COTE. Credits go to the original author and any art--official or unofficial belong to respective artists.