Growth

I felt like I was floating in water. It were very relaxing, that is until I felt something pokeing me in the side with something pointy. I winced and tried to wave it it away with my hand. The poking stoped only to return only with increased vigor. Annoyed I opened my eyes only the be met by total whiteness. I instinctively knew what this meant and where I was.

"Leave me alone Disc, I´m trying to recover from an very eventfull day. Come back tomorow!" I said grumpely as my old friend poped into view.

"Aw, your no fun Paul! Where´s the What? The Were? The How? You know all the classical questions you mortals always ask? I was accually looking forward to them this time!" Said the draconequus with his arms crossed in front of him as he shoot me a fake pout.

"Can´t it wait?"

"Yeeeees, but who knows when the next time you fall unconsious is? Besides you should be gratefull, it´s not every day you get a personal visit from a god you know?"

"And I would be very awestruck and humble if not for following reasons one: that you framed me for B.F.W.B incident, then there was the pony-eating cupcakes incident and last but not least: I just got shreded by a blasted Thornwolf, which is clearly a chaoticly mutated timber wolf which in turn makes all I´ve been through today your fault!" I said as I angrily looked him straight in the eye.

...5 second silence... then he started laughing.

"Ha, those were the days" He said while wiping a imaginary tear from his eye.

"Alright why have you really decided to bother an injured friend?"

"It´s very simple reason really... I was bored and it gets lonely in here, but unfortunally, it seems its time for you to wake up, see you next time,tata!"

As he snapped his fingers on his lion paw I snapped awake. "Asshole" I said outloud.

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I found myself lying in a bed in a unfamiliar room with...ceiling lights? I bolted straight up in the bed only to be met with intense pain, which made me lie down again. I looked around and noticed some apparatues you find in hospitals: there was the thing that goes blip, another that went bing. And no sign of my equipment... or my pants. I noticed that all I was wearing now were bandages.

"So I´m in a hospital"

I brought a hand over my face trying to force back any of the fears and what ifs that were surfacing in my mind. "I can´t be back, there´s no way, not now!"

For four years all I wanted was to be back in my own world, to hear the voices of my family and friends. But I had come to terms with staying for the sake of Saga.

She´s family, my family, my daughter and my responsibility! I smiled as I hold on to the happy thought.

As I layed on the bed I noticed that my body flared up with runes for a second and then they were gone again, this time they weren´t white and they did not burn. In fact they weren´t any paticular color, like the light pattern in water they shifted between colors and comfortably warmed my skin. That´s when I noticed that my magic were still wraped around my vocal chords.

"Phew... I´m still in Equestria!" I thought while a wave of relief washed my worries away. Since my magic only works when I´m in Equestria. "Oookijjjj...if this means what I think it means I´m never playing MMORPGs ever agian!" I thought as I once again tried to redirect the magic to its original possition. The runes flared up again and stayed as long as it took me to move the magic back to my muscles to speed the healing procces along. This time I succeded and I could feel a slight tingle as my wounds healed rapidly.

As I got up again to search for Saga, I was meet with two sets of eyes, one set was of sky-blue color and belonged to a black and red head the other set was of deep green and belonged to a teal head both of the feathery kind. Both were invading the universal human standard of personal space as they were inches from my face and for the second time I lied down in the bed this time in silent shock.

"Are you allright? You look like you´ve seen a ghost." Sagas mother said with a badly hidden smirk.

"Ha ha, very funny! Exuse me while I facepalm myself" I said with a facepalm.

"Your taking this very well, for someone who´s still alive" Sagas father said.

"Well when you´re friends with the spirit of chaos you´re bound to see some crazy stuff and besides I try to be very acceptive of facts." I said still lying on my back. "So you can just appear out of nowhere?" They nodded. "So what gives me the honor this time?"

"We wanted to tell you who we were in life and what brought us to the forest"

"I would love to hear your storie, but I need to find Saga"

"Be asured our daughter is safe, she´s with your unicorn friend"

"Our? Aren´t you guys dead?"

"Technically, yes. Let me explain"

And so he did.

"Let me get this straight: your souls were bond to the sword" they noded "which the bonded to me" more noding
"which in turn made your souls flow over to my body?" nodedy-nodnod "and my soul is now fusing with yours?" yet another nod "slowly transforming me into a griffon making me Sagas both biological and addoptive father?" final nod.

Processing in...3...2...1.

"Oh god, I´m turning into a intersexual griffon!" I said while cradeling my head in my hands in a double facepalm.

After I calmed down I got two "are you serious" looks from the griffon ghosts.

"Are you ready to listen now?" Said an annoyed Nuvé, this time it was my turn to nod.

And so they began to tell their tale.

Sagas mother whose name was Ull and hailed from a long line of low-altitude griffon and while she was alive she had had the occupation as sergeant in a honorguard to an very powerfull and influentiall lord. She braged about being one of the best in her squad.

They explained to me that there is different types of griffons just as the ponies are divided into earth ponies, pegasi and unicorns. Griffons divide themselves into low, mid and high altitude katagories depending on how their size and wingspan, low being the biggest with largest wings, mid being something in between (ranging from low-big or high-small and everything in between) and high being the smallest but with the smalest wingspan.

Sagas father name was Nuvé and was an mid-altitude griffon and suprisingly he didn´t have an occupation as flashy or high ranking as his wife. He had been an entrepreneur in magical devices and enhancedments since he was an magic user. Though he was very succesfull in his work acording to himself anyway and the claymore was apparently his handiwork and his greatest succes since Ulls master had personally made the order and gifted it to her for her services as guard.

The situation that made them flee from their home was a compex one with politics and griffon honor involved but from what I really understood were: apparently Ulls masters son put his moves on her Nuvé sees this and punches him in rage and when the lordling tries to return fire Ull knocks him unconsious by slaming his face into the floor.

"Wait a minute if you´re a magic user why don´t you have a mane?I thought griffon mages have manes" I asked.

"Because I shave, all griffons have manes no matter the katagory or gender and it´s mostly the traditionallist that keeps their manes, like Ull here" he anwers while he chuckles and gestures towards Ull.