“Daughter, huh?” Fury didn’t say much while Kanitah poured his heart out over the situation, giving the man some space with what little honour remained behind the shell of Fury. If an outsider was somehow aware of the amount of willpower required to resist the Void’s hunger day in and day out they might see another side to Fury. It was truly a wonder he was not wholly consumed by violence. 

“Freaks like me?” Fury stood there dumbstruck, though he’d always known deep down that the moment the Void had taken over his body and nestled itself within his ‘soul’ he wasn’t the same, he was only looking for justice, justice for a planet torn down and destroyed when it might have otherwise survived. Was he the bad guy then? He clenched his fists with a grimace.

[i]You don’t have to explain yourself to this pathetic creature, end its life, tear its machine from its body and consume it all, you need it to destroy… him.[/i]

The Void egged him on with all its power, his muscles tensing as he fought to maintain control over his own body. The voice which emanated from Fury was not that multi-layered crescendo one usually expected from him… it was the man’s voice without the Void.

“You failed your daughter, Kanitah, and you know nothing of me as I know nothing of you.” Fury gritted his teeth. “You don’t know why I’m here, what I must do, you don’t even know my real name.” He almost looked down in disgrace. “You don’t understand that I’m doing the best I can with what I’ve been given, you just see the mask, what you call Fury.” He looked crestfallen. “My name is Manadar Rane, I am the last of the Fireen, and my planet Antire was destroyed. The creature known as Skallagrim took everyone I ever knew and loved and killed them all. 

Fury’s eyes lit up with blue fire, raising his head as an overwhelming burst of energy emanated from him in one huge wave. 

“I never got to meet my child Kanitah, at least you had the chance.” He clenched his right fist and stared at Kanitah, and if the man was ever going to fear Fury then truly that was the moment he would feel it. 

“So, where do we go from here…” His voice had taken on that multi-layered ethereal quality it had usually as the Void reasserted itself after a ruthless internal battle. “There’s something inside of me that wants you dead Kanitah, nothing personal but I don’t think half measures are going to cut it this time.”