“You’re free,” I announced to the group of Paragons who had been under that asshole’s control for far too long. He had used innocent babies to create some of them, and while I had wanted to kill them for it, I had realized that it wasn’t their fault. “You’re all free.”
I expected them to leave this place, roam the world, and make lives for themselves. Instead, they just stood there and stared at me, as if I still had control of them. But Dad was right. I didn’t have complete control of them, but I had the will to inspire their deepest wishes—to reunite the Paragons, save the world, and be free.
They hadn’t been born to fight each other like this. They had been bred that way.
“You can leave,” I announced again. “You’re free.”
“Where shall we go?” one asked, looking around. “We don’t bel
