Azemo felt wonderful, walking in a beautiful forest as he was heading back to meet the two agrestrals that had treated him like he was their son. The sun shone through the cracks in the tree tops and the soft movements of wild animals were pleasant to the demon's ears. The branches swayed in the gentle wind, casting comforting shadows and Azemo wondered if there was a more peaceful place in the world. A place that made him feel more at home, more relaxed. At that moment it seemed impossible and with Ima and Bella at his side, the world was perfect.
Azemo looked at the wildflowers popping up in spots of sunlight and for the first time in forever his mind was comforted. The atmosphere added to the feelings of hope and safety that resonated from Azemo's memories of Sinna and Attila.
