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Healing

Wolf continues talking on the path back to wherever he's taking me and I struggle to stay awake, I'm assuming that he's the one the forest sent me, considering his earlier words, but he may have only said that to make me drop my guard. I wouldn't be too surprised if that was the case, any man that lives in this forest is bound to be weird, so far though he's only spoken about music, and how the forest makes the most beautiful songs when it rains. He seems to enjoy solitude though since he says nothing about any animals or people in his enjoyment of music, in that regard he reminds me of my mother. "I'll have you spend the next day in this cave, I'll watch your wounds and make sure they heal correctly but after that I expect you to return to your own realm." He puts me down at the entrance and moves something around inside, he comes back quickly and brings me to a bed, I pass out before even getting a chance to thank him.

I exit the cave after making a poultice first her leg and notice a female dragon in human form, dragons always smell like fire and gold. she puts her finger over her mouth, motioning for me to stay quiet but I ignore her, of course I'll be quiet while my patient is sleeping, is she stupid? she must be the mother of this one, though why she didn't save her I've no idea. I continue into the cave, passing a few wounded animals, and find an open room, after fixing it up I move the dragon and her bedding to the room and set about cutting open her clothes, after taking a purely professional look over her entire body the only things I notice of interest, aside from the beauty of a woman, is the wound stretching across her back. "it's been a long time wolf, I didn't think you were still alive?" I cock my head at her but even after a few minutes I can't remember if I've ever met her "you haven't, but I've heard a lot about you, the man that was born with the body of war and the soul of rage. The man that became an sss class hunter by twenty years of age... the man that destroyed a country because his sister was raped by a prince, who bathed in the blood of millions of humans and beasts alike. The Forgotten Destroyer. I can't help but notice that you're very kind to my daughter, is she to your liking?" I feel the old rage well up, this woman has done a lot of digging into the past of someone she thought was dead. "I can't feel your thoughts anymore, you must have hidden them from me. I am a dragon goddess, my name is Alti'era. Not many beings know me but those who do find me very caring. I think I would be happy to find you among them." I find what I'm looking for, I'll need some more bloodstrand petals before long at this rate, and ignore the goddess, hurrying back to the room with the dragon, "Did you wake her up?" I glare at her mother and she shakes her head, mumbling something about gods children being strong. "what's your name little one?" The young dragons eyes look towards me and only after a few seconds does she finally focus on me, it seems blood loss isn't the only thing I must take care of. I wipe some blood onto my finger and lick it, I can tell she's a virgin, her aura hasn't changed yet, and dragons very rarely carry disease, their inner healing wipes it out before it can take hold. "Mm, you've been poisoned, it tastes like a slow acting numbing reagent, since it's not doing anything to me I would venture to say that they underestimated how fast a dragons metabolism can... it can kill apparently. You'll be fine for a while, I have to go find some herbs, I don't usually keep nightshade around since I take care of children, but it's the strongest poison here, I'll have to counteract the poison in our blood." If I hadn't been watching for the signs I never would've noticed that my heart has started to slow in it tracks, even now I can barely feel it. It's like my heart is lagging, beating half a step slower than it should, of course it's only so prominent because it was made for a dragon and I'm mostly human, if I were to leave it my body of war would devour the poison but my death would draw close. "you realize that if she gets your blood you'll be bound forever right? Why do such a dangerous thing... have the blue eyes of my daughter really captured your soul?" I stop, laughing as she watches me and finally turn, looking at her "I have a question for you? Who in this forest, even counting you and Druid, has the power to make me bleed in my own domain? Don't get arrogant little dragon, there's a reason I was chosen to carry a demon god, why I was the one whose body was used to seal it away. I was born to be a warrior, and the greatest of warriors are nothing more than weapons, what weapon do you know that bleeds?" I have had that mantra drilled into my head "you seem so very interested in me, then allow me to tell you the story of this wolf. When I was born my mother was fighting on the field of battle, she picked me up, covered in blood and killed the man she was fighting, then she took me to the healers at the back, leaving my aunt to watch after me while she went back to fight. That may not be something amazing for a god but don't forget my mother was human. My father was a Life Fire warrior, hence the white hair. By burning our lifespan we can erupt with power greater than any foe, leaving the life Fire warriors unstoppable. By the time I was two years old I was already training how to use a sword, taught by my father and mother daily. Every single day since my birth only one thing has been taught to me. We are warriors, warriors are swords, and I am to be the greatest sword. When I was seven years old my father died in battle and three months after that my mother gave birth to my younger sister." I imagine the young dragon is listening from her room but it doesn't matter, she'll be leaving soon, and I can return to being alone. "when I was nine years old my mother fell sick, the leader of our tribe said her heart hurt for her husband, and she soon was going to join him on the side of heaven or hell. I watched her waste away, until I was twelve, when I became a man by our tribes laws. I swore that I would protect my sister and that one day we would meet again on the other side, to be a family again. Two years later my sister was raped and murdered by a prince from a foreign land, I held her in my arms as she cried, bleeding from multiple cuts both inside and outside her body, I swore to her that I would give her an army to fight for her rightful place at my parents sides, and so I did. At fifteen years old I started my campaign, I had nothing to live for so I burned my life freely and killed thousands of beings far stronger than me, but it just made that country angry, the king ordered my tribe destroyed, and soon I was the only one left. It was then That my body of war was forged, and I marched once again upon the enemy, but this time my body healed from each wound in seconds, my heart was pierced and my head destroyed but I came back, killing everything. I slaughtered my way to the palace in which that prince resided and castrated him before killing everyone around him, I left him alive so he could feel the pain I felt, but even then I didn't stoop so low as he, I never forced myself upon any of his maids, sisters, daughters, or wives, I didn't kill any of his children or the children that were in his palace. I was happy with the outcome, he raped and killed a child, I only killed those who attempted to stop me, the laws that the gods laid down were completely in my favor... until one of the gods changed the rules, he backed that country, giving the king power to disobey the rules that had been set, and that angered me. It was then that the demon that had been sealed behind so many barriers that I didn't even know it was there was unleashed, and then that formed the mind of rage. I am ashamed to say that I slew everything in that country, and even destroyed the cities. The gods came together and named me demon. A human caused war, a god broke his own rules, and I was punished for both. Forgive me dragon, if I do not welcome you here, but no god shall ever have a home in my land. Leave, your child will walk free within three days." With that I turn around, intending to search for the required plants.