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Sitting before Mother Absinth, Zagan’s bi-colored eyes were fixated on her, as he hung on her every word. Today, she was teaching them about self-preservation- it was not cowardice, if they could understand the concept. At first, Zagan struggled to follow along with her teaching- in his mind, self-preservation was a basic instinct. Perhaps, even intrinsic. It gave each creature the impulse to protect themselves from harm or death, even if that meant abandoning others. Was it truly a concept they could mold to their will? One they could exploit?

But Absinth painted a clear picture for them. They could not escape pain or suffering, but they could be smart enough to overcome it- and perhaps, with enough training, they could prevent it.


"Zagan Saxe"