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Miles'POV

I was bothered to the core of my heart when I was told, never to visit the humans world again.

My thoughts were centred on Kira and Rags. I was stabbed within myself. I couldn't hold back the urge to see them. I've gotten addicted to them.

I pleaded with the necromancer to license me. If not for anything but for kira's sake. Sad, he was adamant.

After I walked outta his dark chamber, I was disappointed within myself. I shouldn't be craving to be close to my adversaries, right?

Yeah, but strangely I felt kira wasn't my adversary. She was a friend. A beautiful friend, right?

I...