As he observed Tyler, he couldn't relate to the boy's optimism and youthful energy. Kishin himself had long since given up on finding any sense of random hope in the world. He watched as Tyler practiced his street fighting techniques, admiring the boy's skill despite his young age. Despite the boy's intelligence, Kishin couldn't shake off the feeling that Tyler was wasting his time searching for someone who was likely never coming back.
Kishin couldn't help but think about how much Tyler reminded him of himself when he was young. He too had once been full of passion and drive, but now he saw the world as a hard place. He couldn't help but think that the boy would be better off finding a new purpose in life, instead of clinging to a lost cause.
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