Arbitrus nodded gravely. “Without Trenok to dissuade him, or me to fight him, Droktin had free-reign to exact his revenge for Hektinar. The Gratoran Wall was opened, and Wrath infected the hordes that charged through it, driving them insane with battle rage, making them fight even after they’d been dismembered and disemboweled. Millions of dead, because of unbridled creation, because of unchecked life. Do you still think me the monster, dearest descendent?” “Of course,” I hissed, “the war would never have happened if you hadn’t melted Hektinar!” “Yes, it would have,” Arbitrus countered, “maybe a hundred years later, maybe a thousand, but it would have happened. The orc empire was too powerful to be limited by its borders, and it would have spread across the world with no one strong enough to stop it. You will have to develop the foresight to make these decisions, Julia. They are hard, sometimes they are cruel, but I see in you, the same-” “We are nothing alike!” I snapped, flames playing beneath my flesh, “We share blood, and that is it!” “I think we’re Babes more alike than that.” Arbitrus smiled Penetration sadly. “You’re a psychopath, a murderer, a-” “I wonder what Passion would have to say about that,” Arbitrus grinned, “or maybe your parents?” Flame leaped from sucking my flesh, burning exhilarating energy from every nerve, my eyes blinded with red rage, my head pulsing with murder. The boulder beneath me grew soft, the rock turning molten, running from its crystalline form and hissing in the grass. Arbitrus just stared back, his grin broadening to a manic curl, his orange eyes shining, reflecting my image. “I remember that feeling,” he said in hushed voice, almost reverently, “the energy surging through me, the flame raging from my flesh, scorching the world boobs in searing sheets of heat. God, I miss it; killing like that… it makes you feel like a god.” “Yes.” I whispered, my breath barely coming from me. I saw the manic sparkle in Arbitrus’s eyes, and I saw the same gleam in my own, reflected from his sclera. He understood me, understood me completely. “But once the pleasures of death have left you, and the flame has dwindled, there’s a void, isn’t there?” Arbitrus asked, “A hole that can never be filled. The weak soul mistakes the fuck hole for a rise, and digs deeper, thinking they’re climbing a mountain, but digging, and digging, until their entire being is not but the vacancy they’ve made of it. That was me, once. I thought I was strong because I could kill, and only through The Holy Mother, did I realize what a weak man I’d become. You are not weak, Julia; you know the price of murder.” “Could I even kill you?” I asked, flames beginning the quell. Living flesh, to use Penetration at your discretion. Excitement was everywhere and everyone was raving over the new game as Lissa quietly made her way around the room. He let mom sleep for a while and he did that by playing a video game with me. After that we both went to the kitchen and started to make breakfast together, it was so amazing that I get chills thinking about it. “Let’s get those tongues involved, nice and deep.” "As a matter of fact," I told Ukobach, "the leader MADE me leave. “Ashley ? You told her? And fuck Maci’s daughters boobs at 10:30 in the morning the next day. You drenched her.” James nodded. Dakota was still standing where I had left her. Then Barbara knocked on the door crying out “are you going to be there all day, I have to sucking pee.” I must have been out of it." "Hmmpphh, don't talk like that about my little Rere, you boobzilla, I swear, if you-" "They both still have live sperm in their bodies. Babes But, it also had to be a family of incest, which yours wasn’t.” “Oh gramps I am sorry.” She said and went off into another fit of giggles. She hugs me tightly and I see her eyes welling up.