Hand in hand with the saving Angel, we traveled away from Runt and doing so the hope well up as a happy thought to be human, to be me, to forget what the imp of a demon did and made me fee as if horny but soiled.
"Will I remember you, will I be then as I was, the true and real me and not something taunted and partially human?" I asked of the Angel, the return smile given in response was not one enough to reassure a worried mind.
"Oh you who is not without having sinned while guided by the demon, you who he made as mule, and winged, changed to a Minotaur and sought after young males to rape, you require time to reflect on what you did !' A booming voice saying, the sound of it and what it said is enough to make one worry if he might ever again be the human he was before meeting Runt.