"Me and my old man were talking of what happened on Prillion just the other day. Enoch, Malform, you, Rairdriar, Zal... He's a broken man. The death of your sister, destroyed him. Up until now, he thought all of his offspring were dead, and his wife's chest was crushed by a fūcking salt lick... He can't take this anymore. Verging on suicide."
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[b]Damien cocks an eyebrow.[/b] [i]"Malform is no longer the threat... Lucien is winning his internal struggle. As for Val... At the end of this... I intend to retrieve her. The price will be heavy however. Are you okay with her? I'm not sure she wants to interrupt family feelings."[/i] [b]Damien pushes back his hair and tilts his head in his normal fashion.[/b] [i]"I don't understand you... I have watched so many tales unfold before my eyes... Yet yours... I see nothing. Though... I haven't been able to read many people lately."[/i] [b]Damien closes his eyes and his grin disappears.[/b] [i]"I won't hide it... I am dying. The first time may have been a trick... But what comes next surpasses reality. I can't protect anyone anymore. My promise to you was only to make myself feel better. I certainly have enjoyed my stay however..."[/i] [b]He gives Nora a playful look.[/b] [i]"And you ma'dam... Are quite the trouble-maker. Such a tease."[/i] [b]He stands up and turns his shower off. He snaps his fingers causing the moisture to erupt off his body.[/b] [i]"Let's keep this between us..."[/i] [b]His grin has long since turned to a scowl. It's as inhuman and fake. It's atrocious and broken.[/b]
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"Bye, my friend. I should hope to see you in a time soon. And thank you, I needed someone to speak to."
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[i]"Perhaps we might meet... But that won't ever be on my terms again."[/i] [b]Damien Ruffles his hair till it falls in its usual locks and spikes.[/b] [i]"Your father reminds me of my own. Bismarck... Damn fool. Fell for a woman and children... Classic story."[/i]
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"Bismarck? An alluring name. Care to elaborate?"
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[i]"Bismarck Lordan. A human that fell in love with a strange being... A goddess perhaps. Silana. He died fighting his own son... Lucio. Lucio is weak... Incredibly so, but a human is very little match for him. My twin used to have a lover of his own. Her death indirectly caused my mother's own. Since then... Nothing but turmoil. Enoch was always my true father at heart. If I ever see my father again he can suffer with his own god... Caldon."[/i]
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"An interesting story indeed."
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[i]"It's like a Greek mythology tragedy. It's terrible."[/i] [b]Damien puts on his light armor once more. He folds his mask and fur coat over his shoulder and gives her a normal smile. It's strange, seeing him give something so normal.[/b] [i]"See you on the other side."[/i]
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"You too, Damien."
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[b]He walks through the locker room and into the hall.[/b] [spoiler]End.[/spoiler]