He chuckled, “Tantrums?  In a manner I suppose so yes.  However, most simple minded creatures only understand two things.  Reward and consequence.  They want rewarded for their good behavior and fear consequences of their misbehavior.”  His voice had changed, there was a calmness to it.<br/><br/>He glanced back, she wasn’t too far behind, ‘She’s a fighter.’  Astra poked at Dradiro, ‘She’ll make a fine Queen.’<br/><br/>Dradiro mentally nodded, ‘Why do you think I chose her my dear friend?’<br/><br/>Aryel wouldn’t hear the mental exchange even if she was telepathic, the bond between a reaper and its weapon was stronger than any telepath could contest.  Though Dradiro was more than a reaper, “Do you know what it is that makes a god or goddess what they are?”  He asked the demon, but didn’t let her answer.  “Some are born Deities, most of the time one parent is mortal while the other is well, a God.  These tend to be the stronger and more powerful.  Then there are those Gods, like the former God of Light here, who gain power through belief and faith in their power.”<br/><br/>He waited for her to chime in, knowing it would be a remark about why he had his tantrums.  “I’m both, born a Demi-God.  My true father was the God of Shadows of my home realm.  My mother was of a warrior race much like humans but more primal, and much more destructive.  Once I was born into darkness, or as I’m sure you’ve pieced together, turned into a vampire, my father sought me out.”  He reached up, moving the waterfall of raven hair away from his right shoulder to reveal the brand on the side of his neck.  “When I felt I was ready, I killed my father, I eradicated the last true Umbral from existence.  Now I am the last of my kind, a half breed of Umbral and Saiyajin blood.  And thus took my place as the God of Shadows, Lord of Darkness.”<br/><br/>His hand trailed down, throwing back the tail of his duster, sending the tassels dancing and revealing the sword on his hip.  “Meet Astra and Stella, sister Dragons who were made into what you see now.  A sword and its sheath, Astra was made from a fang of hers while Stella was made from her hide.  They were considered Draconian Goddesses, no they weren’t made these against their will.  It was an option for them to be made into the weapons of a reaper.”  The duster fell back over the sword, “As well my duster is a Death Cloak, like most of its kind it holds the name Thanatos.”<br/><br/>The rest of their walk was silent, he lead her up to the throne room.  Turning he stood before the once golden now obsidian throne.  “What do you think young one?”  He asked as he sat, “I don’t expect you to throw away your faith and loyalty to your old King and God.  Though I’m still confused as to why a Demon of Greed would follow a God of Light unless you truly wished to become an angel.  To get those wings of yours covered in feathers.”