He actually laughed, long and loud, before stopping as suddenly as it had begun. "You think I had a choice in this? That I wanted to leave, my wife SCREAMING in utter mental agony, my first love standing nearly dumb with fear and terror as my oath-brother whisked them away before a rogue spell could kill them? A spell that was, once again, blood linked to me?"<br/><br/>He advanced, rage blurring the air around him as his power surged, the walls cracking and breaking around them as he kept his control by the barest of margins. "Do not stand there and speak to me of being abandoned. I am not enraged that it happened. I am enraged that no one TOLD me. NEVER surprise a dragon, and I am as dragon as one can get without the form. I never asked to be a god, a leader, a host, a lover. All I wanted was to DIE. But everyone kept forcing more and more responsibilities onto me, and I shouldered every burden, met every challenge, triumphed over every opponent a mad host could throw at me, and forced myself to live despite having a mocking, hateful voice in the back of my head, reminding me, taunting me of EVERY failure, every mistake, every inadequacy.<br/><br/>Did you forget what I said? I assume you were an eight tail, and I gave them a very specific order when I last saw them. 'Follow the females, if something should happen to me.' I knew the kitsunes, my second people, would be damaged if something happened, but I had no time. I had to improvise, come up with a decent solution with no information, no time, and no way in front of me. Cause that is what a sorcerer does. Fake it until we make it."<br/><br/>He strode forward, and grabbed the Kyuubi's wrists, forcing his hands to Draiss' head. "So lets do this. Your anger, hatred, and pain, or mine. Force it into me, force me to collapse, kneeling, or do so yourself. I am Draiss Arcaniss, host of the Devouring Traitor and I do NOT fail."<br/><br/>He grabbed the sides of Kyuubi's head, and began forcing his memories into the Kyuubi's. Nearly all of them, from the moment he had found his mother's body to the second he had found out that Kyuubi was here, doing his job. Every horrible surprise, flash of terror, realization, and reaction. Ama and Inari captured by Lloth during Verdelet's attack that had killed Kyuubi almost permanently. The icy treads of terror in the Cave, when he realized the level 500 boss, Clone, was actually better than him at<em>being him</em>. Every memory of the first time he had held one of his daughters, or the even worse one as he held his only son for the first time, and realized he was woefully inadequate to be even a sire, let alone a father or even a dad. Every time during his sojourn through the portals when he had been forced to hop into a drop pod, and join his Death Guards on some blighted planet surface, desperately trying to stem an unending tide of biohorrors to help an alien civilization evacuate their homeworld. And the worst one, the moment of heart stopping terror as he realized what was tearing into his full fleet wasn't a ship, but<span class="bbc_u"><em><strong>TWO</strong></em></span>manifested beyonders, the second before one of the constructs had reported a portal forming, because he knew he had NOTHING that could save the children dying around him.<br/><br/>All of those memories and more, he channeled into the Kyuubi in front of him, showing him more than even Jashah had seen, though he kept only the better memories back from him. He didn't want to kill this being, in fact so far he was impressed with him, but there was only<strong>one</strong>Kyuubi, and if this one refused to submit, he would die. A division of leadership would shatter the fragile, weak peace the kitsunes had, and he would not hesitate to be a monster if that is what it took to save it.