"A ruthless killer who would do anything to further his agenda and who searched Mogar for peers. People who understood the importance of his job and lacked any morality. I'm not going to lie to you, I brought together a whole bunch of mass murderers but I did it for the greater good."
"And what would that be?" Zinya sniffled.
On the one hand, she couldn't believe that Vastor had no problem entrusting her children to a legendary monster like Tezka. On the other hand, however, after spending so much time with the Fylgja, Zoreth, and Bytra, she couldn't picture them as anything but loving friends.
"I know that you have no reason to believe me, Zin, but the truth is that at my very core I'm still a healer. I've traveled throughout the Kingdom and seen with my own eyes the symptoms caused by greed, corruption, incompetence, and petty politics.
"People consider them part of human nature, but they are plagues that kill thousands if not millions every year yet everyone looks the other way, considering it normal. Everyone but me and I've found a cure." Vastor said.
"You did?" It was hard to believe, but after everything she had already learned, it was far from incredible.
"It's still experimental, but we are making progress every day." He showed her his right hand letting his Abomination side take over up to the forearm. "This is what I do whenever I disappear without giving you an explanation.
"This is why you can't bear my child. It's my fault, not yours. Do you want me to continue?"
"No." She shook her head.
"No?" Vastor echoed in disbelief. "Don't you want to see the lab? See the real form of my associates? Anything?"
"No." She stood up, closing in to him and holding him to her chest. "All I wanted was for you to be honest with me and you did. The Kingdom may have forced you to do monstrous things but I refuse to consider you a monster.
"If you say that you are trying to heal this world, I believe you." She kissed his head before forcing him to look up at her.
"You do?" Vastor's voice cracked.
Those were the things he told himself to justify his actions but he himself found them hard to believe.
"I don't care about the details, Zogar." She looked him in the eyes, her feelings unchanged. "I don't care how the rest of Mogar sees you, you are my hero. Never forget that."
On that day, while he embraced his wife, Zogar Vastor and the Master became one. He swore to himself to make her proud, no matter the cost. He also swore that whoever dared harm a single hair on her head, would face a wrath that would make the Guardians pale in comparison.
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Griffon Kingdom, Kellar Region, City of Jambel.
"I don't care what any of those pompous noble idiots say, it's a pleasure to have you back here, Lord Verhen." Baron Eiros Wyalon looked tired from the ongoing war, but it hadn't affected either his muscular body or his friendly attitude.
"Please, Lord Verhen is my son. I am mister Verhen at best." Raaz said in embarrassment at those words and the honor guard saluting him.
"You are kidding, right? Your son is Supreme Magus Verhen." The Baron replied. "Gods, no matter how many times I say it, your title still sounds pretentious and overbearing. Do you mind if I call you Magus Verhen for short?"
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