Do friends not turn their backs to you in your time of need? Do they not stab you in the back when you're not looking? Acquaintances are already few in number, friends of Xuan are even more rare, if any at all. It's a herculean task already to convince him that you're a friend, maintaining this friendship is on another scale altogether and might cost you a life or two. So please, don't trust him with his gentle smiles and soft mannerisms or one day you wouldn't even realise that poison is slipped into the cup of tea brewed 'especially' for you.

Certainly, there's no shortage of such people in this department, though there are few he actually viewed as an enemy. Some who knew Guerra are out for his blood, the Helios Knights that abandoned his brother Wei and those that turned on him are people he would love to see dead. However, then there are those who are in his way, whether innocent or not, and on occasion, depending entirely on his mood, might find themselves drawing the short end of the stick and play along with the smiling demon's whims.

Love? The notion more than foreign to him, the small part that still longs for it is overshadowed by the betrayals and abandonment inside him that fears and shuns it. Perhaps, one day, if he reaches some sort of stability he might believe in it again but then again, when has the chaotic world ever stopped for anyone?