Oh, Hunter.

The poor boy made to live decade after decade, killed for the slightest mistake and remade like a puppet for Belos.

You were one of the first people to treat him like his own person.

So during that fight in the human realm, when he was possessed by that damned emperor and forced to fight his friends against his will, he had to watch as Belos used his body to hurt you.

When Belos got the titan blood and left, everyone thought Hunter was dead. That was, until FlapJack saved him.

He woke up to your bruised, teary face, your eyes widening as his opened. Before he could even speak, you hugged him tightly, shaking with the fear that he might not have made it. He was still in pain from it all, but he clung to you, tears silently rolling down his cheeks.