Khal did not magically change, but he did not take the initiative anymore. His way of doing things focused on other things. He would not ignore the civilians, but had stopped exhausting himself to save people, either.
His pure intention at the start had been tainted with something else.
If he were powerful enough, would things change? Being alone would not do. Khal knew that even as an S-class esper, his power alone would not create a greater change.
He needed something bigger.
It was slow. Khal did not take it as a priority.
Khal and Devion then became hailed as SS-class espers, and the small group he created became bigger with him. None of this was known to the outside world.
At the corner of the world, Khal created a weapon for that greater change, lying in wait.
Everything was smooth, even his relationship with Devion. Until it was not.
"Break up? Why?" Khal's tone was far too calm, but the wave inside his heart was enough to make him lose control.
