"No, Star Wars."

*gouge*

"You weren't using those eyes for anything productive anyway."

Great. I'm throwing up from pain while gagged.

Hopefully, I'll choke to death.

Already hard to breathe, if I can just get a little more up.

Losing consciousness.

"You seemed to be losing your food so I flushed out your airways, and poured some water down your throat to wash things down."

*shoulder squeeze*

"I know it may feel like a regression from what you learned in Suicide to vomit, but you are actually handling the pain much better than most.

I may have to stop going easy just because I like you."

No, I am your father.

I already know that. I know who my full father is, I know what fragment I am, and I know who brought me into this realm.

But I'm so much more.

I'm also fully a human, not just a Mythos.

But you are also fully a Mythos.

Even then you only saw the worse of me and you regretted me.

But I'm so much more, I am as much a tool of heroes as villains.

I am defense.

I am MERCY.

I. AM. JUSTICEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

You're mostly using me on your brother because G-d likes him better.