Why don’t you let your master speak for himself once?
"A-Aeliana…"
Azriel stuttered.
For the first time in a long, long while, people who knew Azriel Ruinous, saw him stutter.
A man who once radiated endless confidence, a man who took command of millions of beings and went to War against billions of opponents, a man who brought victory when defeat was the only foreseeable future, a man who could have anything in this world,
Was now stuttering, affected by the words of a mere bug he could squash any second.
The Progenitors clenched their fists in frustration. They couldn't bear to see Azriel in this broken state anymore.
Those fake emotionless eyes that were hiding all the pain he felt, that fake brave front he put in front of everyone in order to hide his real, broken self,
Everything pained the Progenitors' hearts.
Azriel had lost a lot.
His wives he loved, his freedom, even his shot at revenge, he lost it all.