“Such a fate would have been glorious to go to in the afterlife. I was born a warrior and I died one as well. I certainly earned my place there after the life I led,” he said with satisfaction. He knew that there was something after death if Imperius was correct, so Maul hoped there was a chance he’d be reunited with his family once he left the mortal coil.

Maul’s eyes closed for a moment in old pain. “Of that I have no doubt.” Maul tried not to think about the fact Talzin had essentially traded her youngest son’s life for her eldest too often but he knew it was a stark fact. He wished she had found another way. Maul would have liked to meet his other brother. Family had always been one of the most important things in his life and knowing he’d missed out on the chance to get to know Feral saddened him.

“Of course. If I need such tasks to be performed, you shall be the first I turn to.” Though likely such things wouldn’t need to come up much anymore. Maul had mellowed out considerably, and unless things in Trench drastically changed yet again, his desire for power had diminished quite a bit. Right now, the only aspiration he had was to find his brother a mate.