Agent three as he preferred to be called lived a rather peculiar life. His early life was mostly bleak to him due to memory erosion for living for multiple centuries hence he couldn't quite remember why he ones took an oath to protect this city of humanity as a whole.
All he remembers in his past, was walking up ten years ago on a chief's laps.
Enticed by her rather mysterious beautiful appearance he ended up workings for her in hunting devils.
Of course he had been pursued into taking this career path by her but back then he particularly had nothing to lose hence he accepted her offer of hunting devils for the trigger agency.
He didn't hate killing his kind as most where evil but occasionally he met a few of his family like sloth in Aria who just like him had sided with humanity which was a plus for him but ....
"I feel my spark dying out as years go by!"
Sitted around a table beside the window of a cafe, agent three couldn't help but complaine to his boss who sat across him.
Taking his suggestion to heart, the chief furrowed.
"Are you getting bored or something?"
"No...."
Shaking his head in denial, he sipped a cup of coffee and gently placed it back on the table.
"...after my defeat at the hands of rogue I realized I had no ambition. Sure I like seeing your true smile and what not but...."
Glancing at her with a rather grim experience he contuined,".....I feel that not enough resolve. Devils grow with ambition and one without one might as well be...."
"Trash!"
Ending his sentence for him, she sighed.
With a pair of shades obscuring her eyes, she rapidly tapped the table searching for answers.
"You don't have to stress yourself...."
"I do!" She cutted him off her turn relatively sharp but held a sense of soft within.
"As you family,wife, counseler and best friend it is my duty to look after you and make sure you're in the best of health be it physically or mentally!"
"Wife...."
A bit surprised by her boldness he creeped closer and slight pull her glass up to stare within her eyes.
"Stop it!' his attempts failed as the chief slapped his hands to the side earning herself a pained cry from him.
"Since our marriage isn't in your words 'not ambitious enough' I would advise we hold no physical contact for the time being as I try to process you words, hence no touching,kissing or even sexually pleasure!"
Agent three realizing, she was extremely angered by his word sighed.
"I fucked up didn't I?"
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Losing the favour of his wife, he walked the lively streets of Ageis dejected. With his back lumped forward, he hanged his head low whiles ignoring the distance gazes he got from the pedestrian.
"Marriage is hard!" He mutterd finding a nearby bench to sit on.
He had been marriage to the chief for almost five years now and he loved her alot and grown to love her even more through those years. He had seen her badside and she had seen his but no matter how he tried he fell he knew her less and less the more time he spent with her.
She declared herself his wife but only shows him affection ones a week usually the last week.
Whiles that wasn't the reason for his lack of ambition it still hurted being treated like a no body by his so called wife.
"I guess that's her uniqueness!" He mused resisting the urge to cry.
"Is times like this that I really enjoyed lust's company!"Finding a bench near by he sat down exhausted.
There was no better individual to consult a depressed individual than the erotic sin of lust currently stationed in TrishFord as it's protector.
"Should I call her...no.." he stammered.
"She currently dealing with her own affair I'm probably just a borther to her."
With the recent attacks by the coloured throughout the remaining cities each of the four sins that chose to side with humanity has been in urge, he knew better than anymore how stressful keeping track of the colours where, he had personal had a few ran in with two of them.
Violet and rogue.
He had suffered a crashing defeat in one and the other he had managed to capture the a few days ago.
"I forgot to ask about about viole!"
Realizing his mistake, he rose up and tried rushing back to the cafe but...
"Arg.."
He ended up bumming into someone causing them to stagger back and fall.
Agent three was left a bit stun but he quickly streched out his arms and caught the individual before they fell.
"Sorry!" He apologized pulling them up.
"It's alright!"
The individual, a petite girl with white hair tied over her shoulder give him a pained smile as she gently rubbed her head she had bum into him with.
As a devil he was fundamentally more durability than even the hardest of metals so it was more so he would hurted her than she hurted him.
Noticing hints of dizzines in the girls golden eyes he sigh and gently held her shoulder.
"Have a seat!"
Without heating her out he tighted his hold on her along and sat her on the bench he had been in moment ago.
"It's alright, I don't need you help....."
The girl's plead were deaf to his ears as he relaxed her on the bench and patted on her shoulder whiles giving her a smile of assurance.
'i know it hurts so stop trying to out on a brave front!"
His words cut the girl of she stared silently at him.
After a while she tugged her the hems of her skirt lightly and kept her head low to avoid his gaze.
"Is the headache too much!"
With worry evident in his eyes he tried raising the girls head up but.....
"I'm alright damnit!"
His face was assaulted by a violent punch that flung him backwards. Before he could even process whatever happens the girl rose up from the bench glance at him with an embarrassed expression before taking off with inhuman speed.
"Huh?"
Touching the area the girl had punch he had let out a pained groan even wondering what the heck was wrong with the woman of this era.