[H1][B][color=yellow][center]Omega[/center][/color][/b][/h1]

Omega couldn't help but chuckle at Ro'kun, the guy was a goof in his eyes. Omega did recognize the man as formidable. When Ro'kun departed, Omega focused on Shiver and took a breath as he felt that he was going to tell a long story. He didn't even know where to begin.

"A long time ago, when I was nine, I discovered my powers. As great as they are now, they were the worst thing I could have gotten then... The orphanage wasn't fond of what I could do, and with me being unable to control my telekinetic ability, things hot complicated. They had to put me out... I had to eat, so I stole. It was easy since I was stronger than most people. I was caught though and put into a detention facility with others like me." Omega sighed as he felt like he was rambling. "I made friends, we escaped, got contracted into a group and eventually I ended up here. The end." Omega said as he skipped over a great deal of the story. 

He could already see Shiver not being happy about what he just did. He looked up at the stars for a moment.

"Almost all of my friends have died, either by the enemy or by becoming the enemy. Even with the latter, I honor the memories we had once shared. It's how I'd like to remember them, because I'd want them to do the same for me. So if I could give someone a funeral, I would. I wouldn't have destroyed Wicked's body after her death. You and Tia may think differently from me and I'll respect it... I just don't agree."