"So what you're telling me," Leo said slowly, his voice flat yet simmering with disbelief, "is that just by existing, just because of my bloodline, I'm destined to be hunted across the stars by some self-proclaimed righteous faction, whether I've wronged them or not?"
He asked, as Fan gave him a quiet nod.
"The very fact that your blood exists is a threat to their universal order, they won't rest until every last trace of the Timeless Assassin's lineage is erased. Which is why you don't get to choose peace, which is exactly why the only viable choice you have now is to become the next Dragon, as it's the only way to free your family from this nightmare." Fan replied, as for a while Leo said nothing.
For a while, he did nothing but look at his clenched fists, as if making up his mind.
But then eventually, he did look up, and this time he had steel in his gaze.
"Fine," he said, voice firm.
