tell the world I'm coming home

*Angelus* · (This post was last modified: 10-21-2017, 04:17 PM by Angelus.)

Angelus stood on the divide between two worlds. Not literally of course; there wasn't some line in the sand that marked where the edges of Auster met the edges of Boreas, but he stood on what looked like the middle of the bifrost. If he took just a few more steps he would officially be in Boreas. It had been years since he'd been in the northern continent. He didn't feel any misgivings about going back, rather, he was afraid of what he was leaving behind. His father had decided to spend his golden years exploring the new continent and that was precisely what he was doing. Until now Angelus had traveled with him. He'd chosen to leave his father because he felt as those Boreas wasn't done with him yet, but he was afraid that while he was out seeking destiny the old man would kick it.

With a sigh the giant trudged across the border and made his way towards the main body of Boreas. It was his father who had insisted he do what he really wanted. 'Insisted' was putting it lightly as the old fart had bitten him on the rump and threatened to chase him the whole way there, but with his father's blessing Angel felt free to do what he wanted to do almost since leaving: go home. Perhaps one day he'd go back to the old man, or, better yet, if he managed to stake his own claim, bring Valentine back to Boreas.

As he walked Angel's demeanor brightened. Each step he took seemed to lift a weight off of him until he felt almost as if he were floating. This was where he belonged. He felt it in his bones. This was where he intended to make a name for himself. Wolves for generations would remember the name Angelus Imperialis. He would be bigger than his father.

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