Though he had left Akemi's side it was not in hate, nor out of coldness. No, he knew he was. He knew what he was. He knew what his mother's role in his life was. Einarr still loved Akemi with all of his heart, respected her and cared for her more than any other in this world. But if he stayed by her side forever then would he be able to unlock his full potential? No, and neither would she. Sometimes you could love someone but staying with them wasn't always the best for you. They were too similar, too headstrong and independent. Thus the journey for the young man had begun.
He knew the place that he wanted to go before he said his goodbyes. The name had come to him by a fearful loner's whisper. Imperium. There were rumors it was a militant pack, a pack for individuals of strong minds and strong wills. They would not tolerate those who would sit about idly and do nothing. It wasn't so much that Einarr sought someone good or bad, but rather someone who was not afraid to get dirty if the situation called for it. Someone who wasn't going to sit around and gather dust.
So Valentine Imperialis had caught his attention. The man sounded like a wonder, a god in his own right. Though no gods truly walked this earth. No, they all watched with amusement from the heavens. But what man could possibly be so close? Well, Einarr wanted to see for himself.
He would come to Imperium's borders and respectfully stop on the proper side. Head would tilt back, a call given for the man. It was time to see if the rumors that were spread about him were really as true as the multi-colored female had claimed.
