Prologue: Renewal of Oaths.
When He was Himself again, Exodus came to find Him.
He landed within His view, but with a small distance, powered down completely, and dropped to his knees.
After everything that had happened, Exodus felt as lost, wretched, and in need of guidance as he had the day Magnus had first dug him up and taken his hands.
He spoke as soon as he had the opportunity. "Sir. If you retain discomforting memories of the time in which you were Not Yourself--" Because that hadn't been the real Magnus. Exodus had refused to believe it then and could not grasp the concept now. "-- I beg your forgiveness."
A deep breath, trying to keep his voice level. "I do not know what to do. I do not know how to help Our People." Still on his knees, looking down, he offered his hands, the way he had years ago, when he'd been given a place at Magnus's side, saving mutantkind. "...Will you take me back, My Lord?"
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