"My
beautiful children, you must thrive and spread, become many to protect my
creation, control their cousins 'men', given his selfish nature you should be
kept under control. So each couple may have a son who inherited his blessed
blood. But here I will warn you, you are not as 'men', there is no distinction
of sex, then to thrive must breed with one of its halves, human or wolf. Those
born of incest suffer torment in their souls
to the end of his days cursed! "
Gaia
- I ran,
ran until not endure, even feel my muscles tear, even vomit, until the seat is
such that I wondered blood to quench it.
- My
daughter, my wife, how could you do this to them!
- I'll
never forget that, as blood gushed from their young bodies, as tore his flesh
like a simple slaughter cattle. '
- I will
curse! Oh, Gaia, my Goddess, I do not deserve it, they did not deserve. But
understand, to see my little, I understood why we should not commit incest, Ahh
!! If you see. She was not wolf or human, was born as a familiar form of
Crinos. How could I create it in society? No society would accept it.
- So they
came, now in its monstrous form, two overcame me while my little murdered. In a
tremendous rage rid of them. Escaped, it would be impossible to fight against
all. I was a coward, but he had to come to you and tell you my story.
The
magician looks at the Garou feeling compassion, but its centennial agreements
can not be broken by feeling so giddy. So says sternly:
- You know
I can not give you shelter or hide you. Unfortunately I can not break the
agreement of our races.
The Garou
looks down, shakes his head from side to side. And he speaks with a tone of
disappointment and pain:
- You do
not understand anything. I came not to ask for it! I want you take your pen and
write down the drug I have to say. I know that your society loves knowledge and
came to offer him. I want you to take note of my history and the history of my
race. I know you have little information about us, even as our history can only
be told in ceremonies and rituals, however, I am here to be able to pass what I
know.
The
magician looks at the Garou stamping one wit smile. Would now you could learn
more about this breed that still can communicate with their creator.
- My son
can get. However we are already aware that when they hit on my door I will do
nothing.
- I'm
already ready for whatever awaits me. Gaia had warned me I was a fool. So I
tell you what I know will deliver me to my tormentor.
And with a
satisfied smile the young Garou enters the house of Mago. Because there is no
greater revenge than the revelation of secrets that lead since the creation of
mankind. The young man hardly knows what it entailed.
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