Overview[]
Sync is a male “god” whose father was a female being that existed in a higher cosmological structure. The birth of Sync killed his mother even though his “father” had used on the day an avatar to impregnate his mother she died as her body was unable to endure the intense amount of power that he and his other sibling had. These two are completely different from one another with Sync powers being more diverse unlike his brother's ones he has the urges for control which no one would think when seeing him.
Sync, while having the need for full control, is not evil by any means as he is a neutral one who commits both the wors crimes to exist while also committing the most virtue things. His personality is simple, he is a control freak that will make sure that everyone around him is underneath control and doesn’t possess any free will instead force to do everything to his bidding when someone works underneath him.
Powers[]
The will of a god: Sync can change things with his “will” which is however misdirecting he doesn’t change things with his will as even when he is not bounded by the concept of will anymore this power still works. This power is ignoring rules meant to be absolute or powers said to be at max level. This “will” of Sync was like an almighty force that no matter what is just useable no matter what with this so called will even ignoring the likes of powers meant to be able to negate everything or meant to be immune to all and everything when Sync decides to it will still happen. He will ignore the powers of the being, the absolute levels and all rules and still be able to affect them all as he wants to. This also works on himself he uses it when he disappears or decides that he shall be forgotten it can be compared to become unbound by everything and anything and said to have never been there to begin with however he remains as he can always reappear even in these situations. Even though he is seemingly erased from everything and nothing with nothing meant to remain from him he will still be there and come back. He can when deciding to like in the story to know everything he decides to know in the place he is before they even happen however it was also shown that beings like his father or Jack who are seemingly higher entities than him he is incapable of doing these things towards them but that is because they are using their powers to block his power and with them being just “higher existence” than Sync they easily overpower him.
Artifacts[]
The light of revelation: On his back he has a giant stone plate around it red arrows these red arrows surrounding the stone plate which is meant to make it look like a sun. These red arrows represent the sun or better said light and direction itself. Through them he can utilize any form of light while also manipulate the direction of all and everything meaning he can decide how someone or something should move, go this does not only include movement but also metaphysical things like the way time moves, space and many more things.
The plate of the end: The giant stone plate is a representation of time itself. Through the plate he can manipulate time to however he desires to do so even make in places where time does not exist be there and when another being said to have complete lordship over time taking their authority away and become the sole lord over all of time.
Armor of a venom queen: These two shoulder plates like things on his shoulder are armor that he took from a queen that utilized venom. He had to negotiate with her as these plates are creations that are from a much higher cosmological structure as his powers when he tried erasing her were all blocked by the armor even though the queen herself didn’t realize it. Sync does not know how much they can endure which is normal however they are able to endure his powers and protect their previous owner impressed him a lot. These like shoulder plates react automatically from any incoming attacks even though they are not physical, nor metaphysical Sync had tested them to see to what they can react, and they had reacted and blocked all attacks he tried on himself.
bubbles of creation and strings of fate: These lines and bubbles that these lines go through are two sets of artifacts in one. These bubbles seem to represent creation, but four different types of creation contain 4 different types of totalities in them and each and one of them unique on their own even with their own cosmology with only sync knowing how big they are. The red string that goes through them is a string of fate. He can make these strings be out from the bubbles and then use them to manipulate the fate of everything that has a form of fate in them or anything that can be said or described as their fate. With the string of fate, he can show lordship then over all the fates of others when he decides to.
Blessing of the devil: The gift of Jack is referred to as a blessing of the devil with the reason being purely because of the reputation of Jack. The blessing of Jack seems to be granting Sync all types of immortality than anything else or that is what he was told by Jack when he met him at a different moment in another story. Sync does not quite understand why Jack would give him such a gift, but he didn’t complain about it and just accepted it as he is aware that this will become useful when reaching higher cosmological structures.
Story[]
The scream of a pregnant wife was filling her house where only she was in. She was, however, not screaming because she was in labor, as the labor itself wasn’t painful. The pain she felt was because of the babies that were in her stomach, the babies were powerful ones too powerful and with energy opposite to one another.
The stomach of the woman busted open guts and blood surrounded the room with two babies screaming in the stomach that was busted open. These two babies were gods, gods with two different type of energy the babies were white plain white however the difference was their energy the energy they had were divinity. The left baby had a divinity that was pure, not having been tainted by any outside forces. However, the baby on the right had a dark divinity showing that even though both were born at the same time with no, outside had influenced them while the mother was alive. These two forms of divinity being as different as day and night were pushing each other not only pushing each other because the babies were just babies, they couldn’t control their divine power not only that because of them being two sides of a coin their divine energy were clashing with each other wanting to overpower one another. It was intense and their divine powers just to overpower the one beside them were destroying all the surroundings to these two.
The two energies were starting to mix with one another, a mix that was dangerous. A small ball with a mix of these two was made and then released all its power and the two children were spread across the universes. The small divine ball while small but because it not concentrated to overpower a different divine power when it then popped the power without anything stopping it released and shook the fabric of the world, they were in having put these two babies in two different universes. This story follows the life of the baby with the purer divine power the baby was in a forest. The forest was a regular forest, nothing dared to approach the baby as the animals could feel the divine energy that the baby contained. They felt it for the reason the baby releasing it all the and the released divine energy was just thick and while not visible with the normal eye they sensed it.
Two days had passed, and the baby did not cry anymore. The baby had stopped crying, realizing that crying had no use. It may be a baby, but it was not a normal baby, it understood basic things like its surroundings and what would benefit it and what wouldn’t. The baby had been silent since that day with that 3 month had passed. The infant was now crawling around the forest not meeting any living thing as before it reached them even, they sensed his presence kilometers ahead from the divine power that he was still releasing. The infant did not feel lonely he did not understand such simple emotions or desire when he was born and cried, he himself didn’t knew why he had cried on the day he was born he remembers it vividly he was also remembering his brother that he had and understood now that his energy the energy he was emitting was clashing with his brother energy that was different from his that caused them to be apart from one another now.
`I need to find him´ The language in that he was thinking these thoughts were in a language that he never learned but always knew. He was determent to find his brother, he wanted to find his brother so with the infant only being 3 months old stood up now he wasn’t simply standing only but also walking. The baby walked around the forest and the energy that he had was starting to stop spreading as he was understanding how his divine power was working. His breath was calm, and the divine power was becoming less and less with there now being only a faint “scent” of the divine power now covering the entire forest. He was already using divine power as if he had experienced using his divine power. The forest was changing itself bending and a path was made for him.
An hour later
The infant was now not looking like an infant anymore, instead his body had changed entirely. He was now looking more like a well build man. He had long gray hair and completely white eyes. His skin remained white while he was wearing a grey shirt and pants with brown boots. He had a long coat around him that he was wearing. If another intelligent specie were to see him, they would think that God himself descendant down to talk with a living being.
That was the aura he gave off, the feeling someone would get when they were to see his very face. Describing his physical appearance, while easy when describing it in simple terms and words in the end, would however not stop as there was just an unnatural beauty to his that would make anybody fall for him. He became widely known on the planet he was on some calling him a gift send by God for all the good deeds he had done while some gave him the title of God of beauty to how beautiful he looked like. That man enjoyed the praise he never said he didn’t like it no he truly enjoyed it enjoying these human pleasures so much that he forgot about his own brother. His brother that.... where was his brother.
>>Something is wrong<< he said holding his head. Something was wrong something was messing with his mind he could tell as his original purpose that he had the goal to meet his brother was forgotten he didn’t know how much time passed time was something that he didn’t care before but now that he realized that his mind had been manipulated, by someone. A voice came behind him the voice was feminine that made for him clear that a woman was behind him there than came a hug that woman hugged him from behind and he felt her chest on his back. His voice was sounding angry he didn’t move because he didn’t know who that woman, which is why instead of attacking, he decided to talk with hostile intention.
>>Who are you<< The woman behind him chuckled. She was close to him he could feel her breath on his neck, and it was cold instead of a warm breath the breath of the woman was cold as ice. “I ask again who are you” His voice sounded now more hostile he was even thinking if he should attack her now.
>>Relax~<< The woman had a seductive voice hearing that voice alone gave him a weird feeling not a feeling of love but hatred. The woman felt his hatred it was as if she felt the hatred that the man was feeling in herself, she continued to speak in a seductive tone: >>You shall not be angry that is not how you should greet your “father” << when the word “father” was spoken everything disappeared and came back.
The woman let go of the man and started to laugh hysterically of the thing that had just happened, but he was looking at her with pure hatred. The woman was slowly stopping to laugh her hysterically laugh was getting replaced with a smile that looked innocent from the outside but from the inside was obvious she had no good intentions towards him. >>Didn’t you overreact causing a destruction of everything because your “father” decided to pay a visit son<< she asked it her voice that was showed no concern over what just happened.
>>Then you should have left everything be gone instead you restored it<< He had no care for anybody in that moment. He was ready to strike his “father” to attack her with all his might to end her. His “father” was still smiling at him, the two of them were standing there with either of the two seemingly ready to attack one another. The air between these two was intense as the air was freezing and then turning to plasma again. These two were changing not only the state of the air constantly between them but their surroundings were also changing as reality was getting cracks.
Trees turn to cars; the ground disappears to a metaphysical landscape of time itself with the sky instead of making the star visible a giant sky city replaces the star and the sky becomes a hellscape. They were changing the fabric of everything to their liking with their sheer emotions alone. From the voice of his “father” alone he could tell that she was mocking him with her words.
>>Oh, son you grew so fine without your father but where is your mother as when I left, I thought she would watch over you and your brother<< his father didn’t care for him no her voice had not a single ounce of love in it rather it was like he was facing a stranger than his father.
He didn’t care anymore instead he started attacking his father he wanted his father dead or at least try to kill her even if he doesn’t manage to kill her, he believed that he may be able to damage her. The ground changed again from a metaphysical landscape representing time it became something like a black goo and some of the black goo came out from the ground in the shape of spikes trying to penetrate the woman.
>>Son, stop this childish play<< she said, and everything was an empty void now. The two of them were just in an empty void now with these two being the only thing in that void and the concept of void itself nothing more were in that place they were in. No matter what these two were to do in this void, nobody outside would know it. As for them there is only an empty void and nothing more these two would be non-existent for an outside viewer that looks inside the void. His father still had her smug look on her face but that was mere outside smugness as from the inside he could tell that she was not calm or anything like it.
>>Why did you come father<< He asked the question that he should have asked in the beginning instead of attacking her but what is done cannot be done when facing his father. His powers were not unique to the slightest as his power was something he “inherited” from his father.
>>I just wanted to visit one of my sons that didn’t develop a weird fetish<< She laughed but those words made no sense for him, so he asked his next question. >>What do you mean weird fetish do you want to tell me my brother who should like me only be a “hour” old has already a fetish? << this was making no sense even for the two of them things like time are nothing but toys his brother shouldn’t have already gotten a weird fetish so fast.
>>I know your worry son<< She said and appeared beside him with her arm around him. She then continued to speak her voice now instead of having a smug tone to it was rather soft and caring: >>I watched the birth of you two I watched it clearly I saw the death of your mother and how the divine power that the two of you had were clashing I saw it all and I enjoyed having made you two too be like two babies<< a punch was then thrown to her and it hit her face. He punched her face, but he could tell from her lack of a reaction it didn’t hurt her, no he was sure he didn’t hurt her.
A weird feeling then came into his body, he was coughing blood and kneeling to his father. His body didn’t listen to him, the concepts were all affecting him, and they were being twisted causing immense pain to him. He wanted to scream but his voice didn’t come out nor did there were no tears of pain, he didn’t face the ground but only his father, he couldn’t look away from her, his head was fixated on her.
>>It seems when you allow your child too much, they become disrespectful, isn’t that right? Ah don’t say anything I already know what you are thinking and what you would even say<< her voice now cold and she grabbed her child head slowly putting pressure in her grab and the crack of his skull could be heard.
>>Now son this father of yours gives you some good advice. First, if you want to kill me you need to reach a higher plane of existence something beyond these universes you need to reach the great machine when you are at that place son that is when you are coming closer to your father and if you show me power beyond mine you can than even kill me but for now. You are nothing but a pathetic excuse of a son<< she said these words and crushed the head of her own son. Blood was on her hand for a mere moment before it was gone and she disappeared too, to that place called the great machine. The corpse of her son, the part of his head was restoring itself back and he breathed when his head was completely restored.
>>Dammit....dammit I... I didn’t think that she was so much more powerful than I’am<< He said.
He stood up touching his throat he was calm to it his anger was gone he saw that these simple emotions he was letting himself limited to was something he should have removed as fighting his father...no even if he had removed them, he was sure that his father would have just limited him with these concepts so she could enjoy his anger and hatred. He looked up to space looking through the universe and in all these alternate realities he wanted to see them no he just wanted to see them and find his brother through these infinite universes that all exist and the ones that are not infinite but a greater than the simple infinity. Finding his brother with his powers was easy it was especially easy because he felt the dark divinity of his brother even though dark divinity isn’t special when talking about these infinite universes, from all of them he just felt how that one was his brother it could be because they were siblings or because of his power he knew the answer but ignored the answer.
His brother's life was different from his while in the place where he stayed had only an hour left at his brother's location years had passed and his brother was enjoying mortal pleasures being into things that can be said to be “kinky”. He started to laugh for some reason he laughed at it maybe it was because seeing his brother who is using his powers to satisfy his master all desires was hilarious for him, or he just thought if he should also just let himself into mortal pleasures.
>>Alright brother...this brother of yours won’t bother you and your private life<< this seemed like he was talking to himself, but he wasn’t his brother heard him he knew about him both were aware of each other now but neither the two went to each other instead they left one another alone they may be brothers, but they didn’t care one another as love, affection or other concepts similar to these things while they can enjoy any of these concepts in the end they don’t need them.
He removed his trace from all existence. His history, fate, future, existence and any other concepts of the state he was in a state similar to having been completely erased. There was no reason for him to let himself be known if the ones stronger than him know him he didn’t care for it as when someone is stronger than you, they do not care of the weak and when they do they prey upon the ones that are the weakest not ones that will resist.
A small talk[]
>>Oh, my aren’t you a cutie<< a man said laughing holding a glass of red wine. His hair was a deep dark shade of gray with his eyes having the same color as his hair. His skin was pale like a corpse even then he wore an expensive looking suit that made him look incredibly handsome. The man wasn’t drunk by any means when he said that to him, he knew that the man tried to hold a conversation with him.
>>Do you realize with whom you are talking? << When he asked the man that question the bar, he was in got quiet. He could tell that the question he had asked that man was something he shouldn’t have asked the way they all looked at him were the looks of fear and worry of what the man beside him could do.
>>I of course know who you are. You are Sync a god born whose father is a goddess that exist in the great machine isn’t that right<< The man chuckled his mouth became that of a smirk that gave Sync an ominous feeling. His...” body” was screaming to do something but he didn’t as his “mind” knew that the moment he tries to do anything that man would end him that was the same feeling he had when he faced his father. Sync looked at the man he still had his head on his body even though he was sure that the man beside him may be stronger than him however he didn’t attack him yet.
>>Then would you mind telling me who you are? << Sync asked he grabbed a bottle of a strong liquor and drank it. He couldn’t get drunk, but he thought that playing along with that man may be the best thing to do instead of angering him in any way. The man looking at him started to laugh a loud he enjoyed what he was seeing seemingly.
>>Of course, child I can tell you that<< He smirked to him the smile was not only smug but giving off like a “aura” that made Sync clear that this man was not a simple person. >>You can call me Jack, Jack Reaper<< Jack said finishing his glass of red wine. He looked at Sync and his look gave Sync the feeling that Jack was reading him like an open book. He couldn’t tell how maybe he got this feeling just as a reaction from his power or Jack was making it obvious to him that he did read him like an open book.
>>What an interesting name you have Mr. Reaper. It is fine that I call you that right? As it seems you are older than me<< Sync played it cool he didn’t want to make a single mistake when being beside that man.
>>Call me however you like I do not care about these trivia things. Now how about we talk about what you want<< Jack went straight to the point he knew what Sync desired. Sync upon hearing Jack words just stared at him with a blank expression as if he couldn’t bother of Jack knowing what he wants.
>>You truly are a powerful entity<<
>>And you are an annoying one as how you unbound yourself from all the concepts whenever it fits for you. Just limit yourself to emotions too otherwise won’t tell you the information that you want<< The bartender of the bar gave Jack an alcohol bottle called “devils' wine”. Sync seeing the bottle also saw how all the other guests in the bar started to leave even the employees all left the bar after that drink was given to Jack.
>>It seems you are a big shot around here<< Sync said chuckling. He followed Jack request and limited himself to the concept of emotion. It wasn’t every day that Sync listened to someone's request. He did it for two reasons one because he knows Jack is more powerful while second one Jack seems to have used his power on him even though it should be impossible to manipulate him. The voice of Jack made Sync do what he asked him for. That’s why he had let out a chuckle seeing that man talking with him instead of trying to force his will on him. It wasn’t that such things didn’t happen but because of him being unable to see the future of the ones that are above his powers he could never have known that a powerful being would also treat him nicely.
>>You could say so. It is normal that you have no idea of me as I’am making sure for someone to know anything about me they cannot use these cheap tricks that you can do<<
Sync didn’t know how to respond to that. His powers were called nothing but a cheap trick from that person. Then a sudden smell of strong alcohol came to Sync nose when he looked at where he came, he saw it was the bottle that the bartender gave Jack before he and everyone else left the bar. Jack noticed Sync reaction to the smell of his drink and started teasing him by putting the liquor bottle closer to him.
>>What’s wrong~ don’t tell me you can’t handle a bit of alcohol what a child<< The teasing sound of Jack was getting on Sync nerve, and he pushed the bottle of alcohol gently away from his face. He gave Jack a glare showing his dislike of that alcohol because of the strong smell. He was starting to use his powers and the bar was being manipulated with everything in it. The head of Sync was grabbed and slammed into the bar counter. Wood splintered around the bar while neither the two got damaged by these trivia objects.
>>Isn’t that the second time you attack someone stronger than you, you damn brat<< Jack sounded angry at Sync not only that his voice was filled with killing intentions. >>It seems it is right no matter how much knowledge someone has as long they are not omniscient; they remain a fool<< Jack was crushing the head of Sync slowly he heard the crack of his head; blood was starting to come out from the skin as he was forcing the concepts upon it. Sync was feeling towards Jack, he knew he would die for real this time unlike with his father, he wouldn’t survive this as Jack isn’t as merciful as his father. If he wanted to kill him, he could very well kill him in this very moment crushing his head and leaving his corpse in this bar.
He then let go of Sync head. Jack anger had calmed down now he wiped his clothes and created a napkin cleaning his hand pointing to Sync that for his eyes he was just dirty. When he wiped his hand clean, he threw it on the ground the napkin when it hit the ground burned to ashes. Sync smelled the burned napkin it was surprisingly a strong smell of burned paper for something so small. Sync watched how Jack was taking out a cigarette out from his jacket pocket and started to smoke the cigarette.
He didn’t move his head towards Sync completely, it was just slightly so his eyes could see Sync. His eyes showed his anger and a sudden shiver to Sync came the air froze it was like time itself froze the moment he saw these eyes. Sync didn’t breathe, he stopped breathing and waited for Jack to say something, he controlled his everybody that nothing was to move that none of his concepts would do anything till he hears Jack say any word. They remained like that for seemingly an eternity, that’s how it at least would be felt like for normal people.
>>The 10th aleph layer of this dimensional layers existing above us there you will find one of the artifacts that will help you even if they may seem useless when reaching these higher cosmological structures<< He gave Sync the information that he desired and started to walk to the bar exit. >>I’am aware that your power allows you to defy the absolute rules existing currently so it will be easy for you to reach that place<< Jack then left the bar leaving Sync now alone there. Sync looked up at the bar ceiling mumbling to himself before he disappeared from the dimensional layer he was inside. Jack chuckled to himself he was just outside the bar and knew that Sync was now gone to the layer he told him to go.
Jack chuckled to himself as he was outside the bar, he felt how Sync had disappeared to the layer that he told Sync to go. >>I need to say limiting own self to concepts and letting go of them is always an entertaining thing some may not understand what the entertaining thing is when you can be unbound by simple emotions<< Jack was speaking he leaned on the bar door. Smoking his cigar.
>>I do not think any of you truly care by this point what he does as it is already imaginable what will happen and how it will happen<< the “landscape” changed to something else everything was just words around him. >>Of course, you see me only as words as my creator is currently unable to provide how it looks visually. Let me explain it to you so you all can imagine it quite well imagine a completely blank void where you would only see darkness and in this midst of darkness there you see words appear and you know from instinct what these words mean as these words are the plot of all and everything that is the place I’am currently inside in the me who is only words and nothing more<<
He looked around the words and his hand graced upon them all with him saying: >>It is pitiful in the greater shame there is nothing stopping me to destroy him and his father and everyone else except the ones above me, but these ones do not care for these so-called mortals. They do not participate in this act of limiting “your” own self to feel any kind of emotions like a mortal would. I do understand it, or I pretend to understand it while I made myself unbound by the concept's multiple times in the end, I returned to them as I saw the plot<< he started to rip words apart from their position.
>>Everything is just part of a story some aware of its others not while some pretend to not be aware of them being part of a story. However as everything is just one big story there are the ones who can manipulate the stories of others when they are more powerful than them<< the words all crumbled upon themselves leaving blank spaces between the places Jack ripped them all off. >>With one of these beings me I seen many kinds of being's ones who try to reach power and go beyond the universes to reach constructs that they could never re-create however in the end they fall in despair and crumble upon realization nothing matters in the end<< the landscape was changing one more back to a bar it was a different bar much fancier. Everything and everyone were frozen even Sync was frozen seemingly in place.
>>Transcending unbound all these silly concepts are meaningless when you reach a certain place<< he touched Sync chin grabbing it. >>As at first, they try to get closer to the true totality of all after that they go beyond that and “try” to reach the end of all stories the ones that made the totality but, in the end, they never manage to do so<< he then chuckled and continued to speak: >>I spoke too much meaningless things, didn’t I? You all do not care for such silly things of the talk of an old man what you all care for is what I removed from the story<< he smiled, and everyone was starting to move again.
>>Didn't think you told me the truth Jack<< Sync said happily and laughed drinking excessive alcohol it seems he is letting the concept of getting drunk affect him as he is getting drunk. I could see how enthusiastic he was about the artifacts he had gotten till now. It was easy for Sync to get them all. I knew it all along that in the end he would have found then, but I didn’t want to wait till his story plays in that direction. I made it skip like a time skip a story that won’t be known by anyone or anybody except for me and the ones that are above me. I chuckled seeing Sync talk like that. I saw how confused he was by my sudden chuckle. I didn’t want to explain to him why I chuckled, so I started to stroke his head.
>>Truly you did a good job for a thing that was made by a goddess just newly<< I said smiling at him I looked at his artifacts he had gotten they would be indeed useful for him and in the future of the story. I grabbed his left hand, and these two shacked hands and then I let his hand go and still smiling.
>>Think of this as a gift from me<< A white lie I said as this lie wouldn’t hurt him. A green line was forming at his left arm when the green line was completely form at Sync left arm it wasn’t visible completely because of the clothes that he was wearing. Sync was confused with what he was seeing, not quite understanding what the gift that Jack talked about could be, he did however not question it.
A shorthand shake was all it took before letting go. >>I hope that you like the present that I gave you Sync<< Jack walked from his seat and started to go to the bar exit. I felt the eyes of all the other visitors staring at me waiting for me to leave as none of them wanted me in the bar.
Sync looked at Jack leaving he didn’t understand the sudden leaving of Jack he did knew why everyone in the bar wanted to leave however Jack intention were unclear of him. There was no danger here, that is what he thought was true at least because in the “eyes” of sync he couldn’t see anything that could be a threat for Jack.
Jack left and all the other visitors to the bar were lively. They started to talk and laugh, enjoying their time in the bar. Sync was silent, he was hearing all and everything in the bar he let out a sigh and the bar was now gone, and nothing was left where he stood in. Nothing except the pure concept of nothingness. There he stood inside this nothingness having removed the bar and all the people inside of it.
>>I wonder why he brought me to this bar to begin with. Maybe he knew I would destroy this bar seeing them all talk like that after he left<< Sync started to laugh as this was amusing for him thinking that Jack had planned all of this and left so that I would remove the bar. Sync was tapping on this pure nothingness, a smile on his face, and he started to laugh.
>>He helps me and leaves after that I wonder what he gained out of this from helping me. Jack isn’t one that helps for no reason I can tell this or I’m wrong as this wouldn’t be the first time that I would be wrong<< no one was there to listen to Sync, but he talked to himself there was no need for someone else as he was sure for someone else trying to understand Jack would also fail at it just how he failed at it.
>>well...I should meet my father now I’m sure she is waiting for me in that void of hers to have a talk with me<< Sync said and so he disappeared from all the universes. He was not part of any or all of the universe, instead he reached a cosmological structure above the universe and one above the structure to go and meet his father.
Relationship[]
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Jack Reaper: The two can be described as having a good relationship while not friends it is more of a teacher-student relationship. Nothing more while Sync is the student, he doesn’t know why Jack is acting like his teacher because there is nothing for Jack to gain from it.