With a glance back at the monitors, Kyoji can see the blue and blond haired Synchro user indeed was now the one of the Runner. The one Ren referred to as Yugo, he recalls. âPerhaps itâs better this way.â Having been Renâs ancestor, Yugo was probably the best choice to make the reincarnation style duelist to fight his absolute hardest. After all, even Kyoji who normally watched the otherâs through the eyes of his pets could see how weak Ren was getting. He was quickly falling into step with Eveâs illness. This honestly was likely to be one of his last duels until G.O.D. is awakened.
Oh well. As Eve would say it; this was the price of pulverizing history.
Thankfully Kyoji hasnât skipped across time and space as much as Eve, Issac or Ren have. In that regard he was in better shape than most of them, aside from Sora that is. Out of them all they were perhaps the ones in best health, having not heavily been touched or marred by signs of unnatural aging or scaring that didnât come from their original lives.
âI see,â He couldâve very well said âI knowâ, because he did. Their base of operations may have been quite large for a group of a current mere five members, but Kyoji knew just about everything that occurred inside. Well, he hadnât bothered much with the extent of Issacâs research. But had he felt the need to itâd be an easy feat.Â
Before the brush had managed to find itself off the table and onto the floor, itâs stopped midair. And with a tug, Kyoji guides the brush into his own hand with the thin spiderâs thread that had caught onto the handle the moment it had fallen. âAllow me,â He steps behind Eve, but the hand that brushes past her skin is not his own. Rather that of a clone of a man woven from silken spider threads. A Solid Vision creation of his own, a near perfect replica of one person in particular heâd seen once or twice buried deep in archived files. âWell, to be more accurate; Allow my...surprise...to.â
The clone cranes around to face Eve, a brilliant smile pulling at their slightly webbed features. Gentle eyes shone with a strange sort of life that shouldnât have been possible for a doppelganger, yet-- âEve... You shouldnât apologize for your appearance. Youâre as beautiful as always.â Ah...without audio files this wouldnât have been possible either.
Kyoji steps back to his place at Eveâs side, waiting to see her reaction this gift of his. This being the underlying reason he bothered making himself known to her today. Although he had a few reasons for doing such a thing; one of them was to see if the sight of the man, Adam apparently, would cause a reaction, positive or not. And if he had to name another itâd have to be gaining a little insight. So long as it hadnât been a fruitless task and wasted effort, Kyoji would be satisfied with himself.