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Of course, said the dark man simply. By blood, by honor, by necessity even, Damien needed every body available to amass the muscle required to materialize his vision. The world he was about to start would be made by and for the Melonii to thrive. There was no other logical place for Sascha.

The smirk and the energy that his cousin projects on him with his reaction satisfied and even fueled Damien's blood-centered ego. It enforces the thought that he's not only doing the right thing, but the sire to wipe out the remains of his mother's fallen empire. He was doing it for the greater good. The Melonii name is all that truly matters now, dear cousin. We must stick together and we will achieve great things, he promises, and whoever knew Damien they knew that for him an oath was the most sacred thing.