Only moments after the two of them 'Flickered' away did the 'Drama King' burst from his prison of 'Isolated Rejection' and cover the whole layer of this world in Darkness, "Shit, you're right..." If things got any worse, he was just gonna accidentally destroy everyone simply because something or someone made him too upset to a point where he lost control over it. Those in the 6th have a hard time controlling the Emotions they protect and use as their power source, which was the purpose of their going through the 'Ten Stages of Perfection.' Tsao, however, seemed to be hurdling into a downward spiral, which would forge him into an 'Insangel,'having lost its way and become a 'Falshin.'

"... It's always HIM, too... Like, THIS GUY. Right HERE is the troublemaker. Every time." The Phantom sighed, scratching the back of his head, "... We might just have to go tell him out flat that we're here. Trying to be sneaky and succeeding is just gonna make it worse." They knew that, at this point, they could definitely leave and be elsewhere and let Tsao-Rin continue on to destroy the Delta... They were both MORE than capable, as Phantoms, to remain out of sight and out of mind for as long as necessary or possible. But in terms of getting the actual mission accomplished, being any of that right now was not going to do anything but make it worse. "Okay, play time's over." There was no sense in even getting this carried away in something that was only supposed to be a fun little epic ninja adventure. But someone always has to know when to call it quits and say stop.

He 'Flickered' back to where Tsao was about to have a meltdown and sighed heavily, waving his hands, "Oi, Raigami!! It's just me. The Phantom. Calm down, calm down..." He waved his hands gently as if trying to ease Tsao down casually as he talked, "... I was just having a little fun, and then Mis and I became Anomalies and... Well, here we are." There was nothing more to do there but to shrug his shoulders and hope that Tsao was rational enough to at LEAST be able to UNDERSTAND some logical reasoning for a simple misunderstanding.

The Storm Continued. He couldn't believe that something like this could happen. He only wondered how long... How long he'd been slipping up so much where he let something through his defenses. If he did it once, he had to have done it countless times in the past, wherein something was found in hindsight. Even if this was the first and only time, it still hit him repeatedly like bolts of lightning in his heart as though he'd been doing it all his life. He thought of himself destroying everyone and everything over and over and over again, and eventually those thoughts, because they were forced to remain in his head, would continue to spread through the cloud of darkness overhead. As long as he was exposing himself to the thoughts, he couldn't stop himself.

"... Maybe... I don't deserve to be a Kamigami... I should... Die..."

A bolt of Crimson Lightning flashed, crackling through the expanding afro puff as an electrical surge down a thin, hair-like wire before disappearing with a crackling rumble. The Insanity Static made it so that nothing could get into his head except for the only thing he needed to hear in order to revert from Insanity, whatever it may be at the time; nothing else would suffice. Even if it was only the Phantom, Tsao-Rin hated to be the one who was made to look foolish, because it made him believe that he was horrible; much less of a Guardian than he should have been, if ANY sort of wave was left untraced within his presence. It made him feel worthless; less than worthless, even, which drew him into a fit of 'Absolute Zero,' causing destruction upon the world with the 'Black Storm' of his own inner turmoil. There was none who could stop it without making it worse, lest they found a method of reasoning with him. It was like this with all of the other Shinsangels, for they would fall to become Insangels and perpetuate Insanity.

"An accursed existence like me... Doesn't deserve to live... Let alone be part of this family..."

*... bbbrrrrmmmmm...*

The Phantom sighed, seeing that there was no way to get Tsao back to Sanity unless he found a Logical and Rational Sane Reason that would allow him to understand exactly why this was not an issue and how he could deal with it in a Sane and Rational way. Telling him anything except the Truthful and Factual Reason would only fuel the Black Storm further and end up destroying the Mezzo Terra.

"... Noooo, you're not a failure and you're not bad. Come on, g. It's me. The Phantom. You know how it is with ME SPECIFICALLY." He kinda stood there, outstretching his arms in the most 'Captain Obvious' and 'You Should Already Know' sort of fashion. "If it were ANYONE ELSE, I would understand why you're feeling this way, but... I'm me. I literally was MADE to do this. Come on, don't act like you don't know the Story."

He gave him the 'Come on, g' face, comprising of an expression that was something sort of 'you know you know, but you're just not thinking right now, so I'm gonna look at you funny like I know you know since we both know you know until you snap out of your unknowing and Remember' type look. You know, the 'You Know Better Than That So Start Using What You Know' face. And he stared at him with that face with faith that Tsao knew the Phantom better than that.

"It's almost a little hurtful that you think so little of me, my design and what I'm supposed to be doing to even think these things about yourself because I did my job effectively as I am supposed to in my existence. Come on, yo. Killing me. Don't insult me like that."

He put a hand to his chest, giving him the real, from the heart, with Love.

And with those words alone, just as quickly as he spiraled out of control did he snap right back, slicking his hair, once again golden and sparkling like lightning as if nothing happened, descending back down to face the Phantom, "Man, you so right, homie. I was just being a fuck up, in and of myself, getting it twisted by misunderstanding and shit." He would, with the Phantom's outstretched arms, immediately walk to him and wrap his own around him for a solid embrace. "That wasn't very Pharaoh of me, going around making assumptions and starting up trouble because I was all in my feelings. Lesson learned, holmes. And now, as a Pharaoh, I am gonna right my own wrong with the same love that I broke it with because it's all good and all love." And just like that, the day is saved... No fight, no altercation, just some well placed, truthful, meaningful, completely clear and fully understood rational logical words to portray the feelings in the best and most effective way in order to resolve the crisis.

"Crisis Averted~."

*cheesy smile*

Just as simply as that, ALL animosity was OFFICIALLY dead.

As it should be at all times with Pharaohs.

Ain't got time for that bullshit, especially between kin that you love.

Understand?

"Awww~!" he said with a joyous ring, embracing his brobro with a hug just as tight and filled with compassion as could be, "I know, I know, we all have our moments... But sometimes you just need to have that talk and go through the motions so you can see why it's worth it to preserve these relationships instead of destroy them in your senseless emotional strife that will go away eventually." He pat him on the back and released himself, sighing again. "Always got your back. Family, foo~!!" He gave him a thumbs up, like he should have known, but was just making it clear how very intricate and deep the bonds of the Family and the Love that bound them together TRULY was. "Just think beyond your feelings next time, ya hear? Smarter than that. So much. Can't stand to see you acting any less nor any differently for any reason, including by your own self lowering yourself below what you actually are worth." He would ruffle his lightning hair in a kiddish manner, then cheese before calling out to his waifu...

"Oi, Mispy..." he called out, scratching the back of his head, "Safe to come out now, loverdear. It's all good in the neighborhood with our home slice Raigami over here. He was just out of it. Had to snap the Drama King right back before he stirred up some more of his priceless theatrics." He laughed dryly, then kinda nervously looked to the side, realizing just how... powerful and delicate each of the Gods were. It's a good thing that on such a high level, their Understanding matches their Knowledge and their Power, or else trying to reason with them would be impossible. They had to be smarter than mortals. Come on. How do you think they got the title in the first place...? Hahaha.

"... You dimwits..." a scorching voice grumbled from down the hall, walking into plain view to see them locked in a bro hug, "Don't tell me I got worked up over some DUMB SHIT!?" She raised her hand up, pointing to the two of them, "IS THAT WHAT ALL THIS WAS?! DUMB SHIT?!" Sharp daggers of Burning Condemnation cut through the air as bladed black and red embers that would skewer the both of them for dragging her into one of their little emotional misfits.

With the Call of the Storm back into his grasp, the Flying Thunder God, Raijin, of which had sent one of its Thunderbird Envoys into the fray, would be brought back to a level of calmness over the land, as well as within the one who was bestowed with the Blessing of its Alliance and Power; the Raigami. When the dark clouds passed and the strong winds subsided, its energetic essence could be seen no longer looming dangerously over the entire Delta, but now simply protectively over Tsao-Rin in a docile state, watching everything carefully in silence, as though it had always been as it was and where, yet only now being revealed to the eyes of those who could only perceive it in a smaller, embodied and personified form rather than as a force of nature. Its winds were so gentle and quiet, though they spun, they passed through the trees without disturbing them in the slightest, and no sound to reveal its presence was made, even in its pseudo-visibility around Tsao.

"Oh shi--" The Phantom's body flickered a bit as he spoke, a burning blade barely nicking the afterimage left behind by the Phantom, causing it to fade as soon as it was touched, as though nothing more than an Illusory Clone or something of the sort. He was beside Tsao, having slipped through the protective barriers of the still winds that kept him safe and leaning against his back as if having become his Living Shadow, or something of the sort. "Hey, Hey, Mispy...! Baby...! Take it easy..." She was such a hothead for no reason sometimes, but it was kinda hot, naturally, so he didn't mind as long as she wasn't fucking up shit. "Everything is all good right now, see? No need to stir up anymore trouble." If she were keep on the Sensations going on around here, she should have noticed the Spiritual, Energetic and Emotional undertones all harmonizing in triplicate at that very moment with each other, as if they were, somehow, all connected as one for some reason through a binding force working through them all simultaneously as a universal agent of sorts.

"Tsao's fine now, isn't he? The problem is solved, right?" He snickered, a sly smile spreading playfully on his pale, protected face, "... So... why you so mad, tho~?" The calming projection of his voice sought to dispel all negative or tense waves in the atmosphere at the time with the force of the gentle breeze backed by the electric vibes surging through the Raigami at the time. "I don't see a single issue, except something you might do to make yourself the single, sole and only issue. So." He winked at her and stuck out his tongue, cooing at her cutely, "Mellow out, sauerkraut~*" and blowing her a kiss. He already knew that babying her would piss her cute self off even more, and to slip it in context was always the best. Especially with the "Heh heh heh..." that happened to escape, as if laughing at a series of events that incurred this outcome that she, too, would be able to visibly witness, spiritually experience and mentally comprehend just as he did to be finalized logically and absolutely, even in all his mystique and ambiguity. As he loved. "We can finish playing our own games on our own time, ne~*?" They both had to be able to set aside their playful, shady natures in order to get a goal accomplished and keep it so, and it was so, so there should be no more disturbances in that influence. Which should also piss her off even more, if he did it right.

*snicker*