As you speak about the dangers of reforming someone and keeping me safe i feel a shiver of fear passes though our body as the idea of not existing in this world makes my soul quake, ceasing to existing had always been one of my deep primary fears, every creature has them but most thankfully never have the chance to find out there's, some believe they know what scares them the most like some puling thing like heights or and animal fear but mine had always been the same.<br/><br/>Long ago when i had been working under my old mentor William on earth before he became Vega we had been trying to create something that would help every race, a microscopic symbiotic lifeform that would merge with their hosts and make it better but we had learned that the one funding our research called CentralSecurity only cared about how the research could give them an advantage over the other races in the galaxy, unhappy with our progress in human testing they had ordered an operative to poison a test subject, unable to save their host the lifeform drove the wolf they were in to bite another thereby passing on their offspring and the wolfs genetic material to the new host.<br/><br/>The symbiotes used the wolf DNA they bought with them to make the new host better, that moment forever changed William into Vega, but together me and him would not allow our work to be used against the other races so we destroyed our work and took three basic samples of the organism and what we could with us as we escaped to the Heilian Coalitions Earth Embassy.<br/><br/>But during the escape i had been fatally wounded by a stray bullet, i was bleeding to death in the car with William next to me, it was at that moment when i felt my body failing that i knew what my greatest fear was, the idea of not excising terrified me, but on the verge of death William had smashed one of the vials containing the original organism and infected me with it.<br/><br/>Because it was the original pure type, the symbiont's didn't have any other DNA except my own to use i remained looking human so they repaired their host but also made my body stronger, faster, better able to adapt to things and to fight off disease so that i would be a stronger vessel for them to live inside, Although i had been 26 when this had happened they had reverted my body to an earlier time so that i aged far slower than other humans giving me the appearance of being in my early teen years.<br/><br/>After we made it to the Heilian Embassy we were safe, they provided us asylum and arranged passage on a transport through the Galactic Leyline network to a city called Aryion on a neutral world.<br/><br/>That day remade the both of us, Vega chose to take a quiet position working to protect a nature reserve of sorts where he could work in private on the organism while i went to work as a freelancer in the city using my improved body and own skills to earn a living.<br/><br/>It has been that fear that drove me to improve myself, i paid for physical augmentations to my body such as my wings and the Lazarus Augment to allow me to fly and reform.<br/><br/><br/><br/>That one flick of fear made me feel nostalgic about my work under Vega even as i let Arkains consciousness envelope my  own in a soft reassuring hug as i gave myself over to him while he prepared to begin Zearo's reformation.<br/><br/><br/>(i hope you dont mind me adding a little character back story, this origins story has been knocking about in my head for a very long time but ive never had the chance to explain it fully to another person, hope you liked it)