Kiro approached Echo slowly. His eyes played over the child, mind remembering her completely. No change in her body could ever make Kiro unable to recognize Echo. He smiled as his eyes laid upon her golden hues. "Echo. It is good to see you. I know you have a lot to say, and I know many things have happened because of me that I cannot take back. Just hear me out." Kiro traced his steps, his eyes moving from Echo. His hands fell to his pockets, and his head bowed in disgrace.
"I should have been there for you, I know that. I won't make excuses. I was hunting down your son. He decided to try his luck in the shadow realm." Kiro strode towards her holding his palm upwards and out to her. "Touch my hand and all shall be seen." His right eye began to glow, the lids parting wide. His purple iris glew the cross shape pupil thinning as he stared into Echo's eyes. If she was to touch Kiro's hand, she would see everything.
Instantly, she would see from a third person view. Kiro moved quickly through the shadows following his son. Cecil ran through the destroyed streets of purple and black. Many shapes moved around behind him, yet Kiro kept behind making sure not to show himself to soon. Cecil entered a huge building, passing through the lobby and towards the elevator. Hanging at either side of the elevator was a shrouded black cloaked guard. Both put their hands up, ceasing Cecil's movement. Cecil was denied, he became upset, but left quickly. As he exited the building, he stepped onto the road. Shadowy figures encroached on his position from every direction. One after another a blade was drawn all blood red. Cecil drew his own daggers and began to fight. There were to many, and Kiro stepped in. As they were defeated, Cecil looked to Kiro. They began a long conversation all of which unheard, then Cecil showed something to Kiro, an insignia. Kiro bowed his head.
The image ended abruptly. "Sorry, I have shown to much. I know this all seems unimportant, but the past can never be forgotten. This you clearly understand." Kiro began to pace. "My father was dead, but I suppose I was wrong to think he would stay that way. I will finish the deed. I will seal him for good. It may not change things, but it will help me."