Sons and fathers

He was glad Greed still had that mindset. He was just a kid, at his age he was constantly crying and fighting for his life. The days his father spent starving him, treating him like shit just for /feeling/ something. Luckily for him a relative had brought his father to justice. Though it didn't make him not be sad over it. Back then he had only known his father. Greed asked about his mother and for a moment he grimaced, but he wouldn't lie ever.

"She was the sister of a king, a great man called Isardis Armada - he was as white as snow. However his children were very disrespectful, it seems even your mother took up the rude habit of abandoning promises and leaving the things she should have cared about most behind in my eyes." Liar told him. "You have many relatives from both your mother and my side but only a few try to uphold true to themselves." The man looked at Greed. "It is not my choice to decide whether or not you like your mother, just know I do believe she left us behind. For what reason I don't know, otherwise I would tell you." Liar hated it when they assumed otherwise, the other wolves at least.

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