Roy stood triumphantly over the smashed phylactery. He smiled and said, “Alright men…and women…and V, tonight we’re celebrating!”

Roy collapsed from exhaustion onto his bed after all the festivities. He was glad that they decided to get separate rooms tonight. He was about to start undressing when he realised that he wasn’t alone. “Father!” he yelled, “What are you doing here?”
“You defeated Xykon.” came the reply, “You fulfilled the Blood Oath of Vengeance allowing me to pass on, yet I don’t want to yet.”
“What do you mean?” asked Roy.
“I never expected that you would be the one to do it.” Eugene answered, “I never really appreciated you, yet you managed to do it. I’m really sorry about that and I’m proud of you. I’m sorry for the favouritism I showed and how I insulted your choice of class. I want to watch over you, to spend time with you, to make up for our past. I love you son. I’m sorry that I never made that clear before, I want to show you.”
“Awww, Dad. I love you too, but I had to stop Xykon to save the world.” Roy replied
“I know son.” said Eugene, “and that makes me so proud. How you care for others and what you’re willing to do for them. Let me hold you son.” With that they embraced. It was the affection that Roy had always wanted from his father. The fact that Eugene was incorporeal made him feel… Celia. Roy liked the feeling very much. “Roy I can’t stay with you forever, but let’s make this night worthy of remembrance.” Eugene suggested.
“Yes Dad, lets.” came the reply.

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