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At least, that was how it started. Both of them possessed a burning desire to have children, to be the progenitor of their own line. For Duridoss this task was simple enough--all she had to do was declare her intention to rise and the males flocked, swooning, to her cold side. But he, who had the power to reveal hidden genius or to stifle the mind into inaction, could not find a female who would consent to bear his children. Flight after flight was lost; flight after flight he was rejected.

Soon she would rise and, before the end of a year, her terrible offspring would be terrorizing the Nexus, destroying whatever they chose.

Emquenje felt a responsibility for every drop of precious life they would spill, for every floor their claws would scratch, for every mind that would be touched by loss. He had never wanted to further evil through the worlds by bonding a xeno. He had only seen a soul that was lonely and feeling pain because of that loneliness.

Now he would have to wait for the flight to see how much damage his inspiration had done.

3 : The Flight

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