User blog comment:HoundTheDestroyer93/Ask Hound And Samia/@comment-30014014-20161217040721/@comment-25808351-20161222212501

"I've always noticed that, when you take away the walls of ideology, species, race, costumes, pride and ridged thinking, you find everyone shares something in common.... Too bad so few can see beyond these limitations." I let out a lung full of smoke, breathing the smoke away from Gladus and Jester.

"I hunted monsters in the era of the former Demon Lord. When monsters hunger for human flesh. I remember those dark years. People would huddle together in their homes at night, afraid of what lay beyond the veil of darkness. Children orphaned by indiscriminate slaughter. So many stories I listened to back then, stories of brothers forced to watch their siblings be devoured by beasts. Mothers who lost children that wonder too far in the woods. Such tales I will never forget, nor will I ever forget the pain of those victims."

"But then the new Demon Lord took over, and changed it all. Now people who stray too far into the woods find themselves lead back to civilization by monsters or loved monsters. The sufferings I once saw, gone and it's place a world changing for the better. So I retired from monster hunting. Yet, humans continue to wage war against Mamono, afraid to accept them. If people could just stop and try to learn, perhaps this world could finally know peace, and Mamono could finally be part of this world." I take in a long draw of the cigar and exhale.

"That is why Zahmeria must never fall. That beacon atop the Baron's castle is guide, it shines bright in the dark of night. Showing all the way to a city without prejudice or hate. We welcome all to our chilly city.... Under my watch it will remain that way forever. Even if I must die in order to do it." I put the cigar out in the ash tray.