Pahkakino calmed at her words, and even smiled, "You speak like my mate before I won her. And since you can't seem to comprehend what I've gained choosing this alignment, I wonder if there's any point in continuing. Let the enemies come. I always expected to die in battle. But," he grinned still, "I was never afraid of death, and I accept my own death back in Abyss with grace. I was not paranoid, nor afraid of anything, save harm coming to my children. I defended my family. True I was poorly repaid. But I know one of my children will carry on and fulfill what I had hoped for him." Stretching his wings to their fullest, Pahkakino remembered the birth of his favorite son. True, Kyerlusen would never hold a white mark, but there was a feel to the boy that made Pahkakino believe in him and support him.
"Let me tell you something of the demons who live where I come from." he walked in a small circle, the vestigial claws on his wings curling and uncurling, "We are born evil, as I'm sure your kind is. But for those of us capable of the choice, we are different. We have never hungered after the power or pride that other demons want. We are discontent, bored even, with a normal demon's life."
Looking to the stars Pahkakino thought back on his days before the turn, "I was miserable. When I found my alignment, I found what I was. Born a demon, yes." he nodded, "But corrupted and beyond change– no." Moving to stand in front of her, the red demon smiled. "What I hoped to accomplish in my first life, I did. What I hope for now, is the same as then. To find my mate." The memory alone of Virotekatima brought strength back to the red demon, sustaining him better than any meat.
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