'I can always help ease those memories...' [Blye]

It was amusing how much brighter the Angel King began to look once the locks on his heart were finally removed. Getting his family back, seeing his husband gradually recover, then watch as the world he thought was ruined began to come back to life. Shiro was an incredibly sight. The Castle itself was larger than Sora, not to mention all the floating islands and houses around it. Blye had a lot of work to do, on account of the actions of his own race, and got right to it. He had to take a little break, rewinding the destruction of the castle by about half before feeling ill. Blye had a lot of strains on him. He was supplying magic to the Demon King's wounds, at first it was to slow the bleeding, now it was to speed up the healing. He also had to concentrate on slowing down Jasper Misiah's lifespan, losing that would mean losing the young Saint. Then there was putting all of his remaining powers into rewinding such a giant building. Blye failed at hiding how sick he'd been from Nick and the others, but it only lasted a day. Then Blye was straight back up to Shiro, ready to fix it more, perhaps in smaller chunks this time. The island seemed quiet, Blye landing in one of the courtyards. It was rare, but every now and then he saw an Angel wondering around, cleaning up the castle and helping in their own way. Kakushin was out, down looking after his other half, which gave Blye the freedom to explore his friend's home a little. 
He stopped over the collapsed rubble of one of the large turrets, placing his hand on the ground near it. With a blue pulse, the turret lifted itself up, and fixed together like a puzzle, before connecting to the two adjacent walls Blye had already fixed. Once it was done, Blye's hand was almost forced off the ground, and he had to take a minute to breath. He began to get up, before hearing a young voice, and wincing. The little Angel Princess, she really was relentless in trying to talk to Blye. But he was busy, and more truthfully, trying to avoid the mind-reading little miss. Sighing, Blye turned around, giving Sky a little smile. "I know you haven't." He said, in his ominous way, before the smile grew a little, the King bowing his head. "And I thank you for that. Since you're truthful with me, I'll be truthful with you... what would you like to know?" Blye asked, leaning on one leg as he waited for Sky's questions. 

He'd not trained as much as Emeri had in his magic. Blye hadn't used it so excessively since going back two thousand years. What he was doing now was stretching his own boundaries, training his magic further, but also causing harm to himself, aches from the frequent use. It wasn't exactly healthy, but wasn't deadly either. That much Blye knew, convincing others that whilst he looked pale and clammy, Blye wasn't going to kill himself from exhaustion, was hard. But, needless to say, Blye nodded his thanks to Sky's offer, lowering down to sit on the piece of rubble. "I'll be alright, I can take a lot more than this before collapsing, but thank you." Blye replied. He kept a light smile on his face, though did regret this conversation. At least Sky wasn't coming full out with it, demanding to know what happened. She wanted to know, but Blye could easily refuse to say. He scratched his neck a little, thinking on the reply to give, "My clan, the Space and Time Clan, has existed since Human's first appeared. It was the very first Human clan, dedicated to crafting the two most impossible aspects of life into magic. A magic that they wanted to use to help Humanity, and help everyone, create a better future. Two thousand years into their dedicated worship and practice, I was born, as well as Emeri. As the first official users of true Time and Space magic, respectively." Blye explained. Blye sighed deeper, "Of course... none of that exists anymore. The Space and Time clan was destroyed a thousand years ago, Emeri and I are just... anomalies. We exist without a past. And please, whilst it pains me a lot, I cannot explain what happened to make my past disappear. It's a mistake I made, that I refuse to repeat, that's all." Blye added, not at all bitterly, but politely asking Sky not to pry anymore than that. Blye blinked a little, a little smile returning. "You have a very curious magic, the ability to look into other's memories, into their pasts. You can also manipulate the mind or memories to make them forget them, if you wanted to. I've seen, though that last detail was a hard one, mostly my own prediction, on my knowledge of how magic works." Blye stated. He wasn't often curious about things for long, he could ask questions to learn, but old habits died hard, and Blye used his usual methods of learning via the past very often. He would ask Sky something though, "How are you though, Princess? Havok is settling in right? I'll have to assure you again that your Papa isn't planning on harming him any time soon, so you should stop worrying."

Of course Sky would know the details. Blye had already explained her magic, so she had seen Blye's memories of what he'd done. The King pushed his glasses up silently, nodding his head a little, as Sky's only confirmation. His dropped back soon lifted again, a soft smile on Blye's face. "Thank you, but... to me especially, the past is very important. I may run from it at times, but only because I acknowledge it's existence. Just imagine, if I forgot what I'd done. Mistakes will repeat themselves if we don't remember them." Blye replied. He'd jump at the chance to forget things, but Blye would never do that. His past didn't define him now, but if Blye didn't acknowledge it, then he'd only repeat those deadly mistakes of the past. 
Sky's smile dropped, and Blye leaned down a little, softly comforting the girl with a pat on the head, and soft reassuring smile. "It's how Havok is. He's not known otherwise his whole life. Always following something or someone. I'm afraid it's too late for him to really change, but.. I can assure you he'll get better in the future." Blye replied, before sighing. He really needed this business between Sky and her father to end. It wasn't Blye's business to pry into Sky's feelings for Kakushin, but the future worried Blye, of what could happen if the two remained so tense. "It's not that your Papa doesn't trust Havok. He doesn't trust himself, or that the past he's endured won't repeat itself, or attach to you. He just... doesn't want to see you hurt, Sky. Because Kakushin has seen a lot more of life than you, Sky. He's seen Kyubans, many times, seen what they do when out of control. His brother died, not too long ago, after losing himself to the vicious urges of a Kyuban. Havok is a good kid, and Kakushin sees it, he just worries what that poor kid could become one day, what he could do to you, or Art. And do you want to know what makes it so hard for Kakushin to see differently? The fact that you can't trust Kaku either. He's had a hard time during the war, losing so much of himself as well as everyone else. And now yet again he's losing you, and fearing that you might walk into a future similar to his past, filled with the same despair Kakushin had to deal with." Blye explained, sighing again. "... I'm not asking you to accept you Papa again, but... don't keep him so far away. If you both continue to show this distrust, I... I can assure you now, it will lead to your Papa's death."

Ask Blye a few years ago and he'd jump at the chance to forget. But, what he'd done served a greater purpose now. It made Blye who he was now, cautious and caring of every single life, he couldn't just erase that to remove the suffering. Sky did understand that, she was a wise young miss, all the more wise as she aged no doubt. With a light chuckle, Blye accepted the hug, giving Sky a nod as well. "I will, I... I know a King is supposed to burden the fears and pains of his people, but, I don't want to be one who is crushed by that weight. And I know as I am right now, this might not seem sincere, but I know at some points I'll need to stop and rest and be calm." Blye replied. Resting would come far later though, because too much needed fixing right now, that relied too much on time. Blye smiled softly, "I think all Havok wants is to be with you and Art. So long as he has that, your friend will be happy." Blye replied, judging just from the boy, rather than what the Kyuban's future told the King. Blye pushed on his glasses, not picturing what kind of future he'd seen. His future vision was constantly changing, because present events continued to change. It was impossible to predict the future for certain, even for a Time magic user, but Blye could see ideas of what could happen. And he'd seen what kind of fate could befall the Angel King, and Blye didn't like it. Blye sighed, this time giving Sky a hug. "I know it must hurt, but pain does fade over time. Trust the words of this little King when he says that the future gets better, the more open you are to change and acceptance." Blye replied, releasing the princess. "Right, there's still a castle I need to rebuild," Blye stated, getting up onto his feet, "and I would love the company."