Filthy creatures, humans. Philza despised them, all his family did, How could they not after what they had done. Such low level creature humans are, any creature with a bit of power could tear them to shreds... Perhaps that's why they weren't cautious enough, to naive to think such insignificant beings could ever touch them. They were wrong, very wrong. Their were no second chances after death, no matter how much they mourned, no matter how many humans they killed, no matter how many deals they made you were dead and all because of One Stupid Insignificant Human... Gods never do fully disappear when killed, but they aren't the same and the chances of finding wherever and whatever they are now are slim to none. That's why when Philza saw you walking around some punny human village he knew he would never let you go again, not after what happened last time, no one would ever hurt you again. Philza is well aware you probably have no clue he is but he'd fix that with time, you would be his child again like you were meant to be and you would be one of them again, it wasn't a choice. Philza would do things right this time, like any good father. He and his sons missed you very much, you would be his child again and his sons would get their younger sibling back.

Philzas heart races when he saw you, he thought he was hallucinating at first or it was someone with an all to familiar face but then he saw that scar of exactly where you were struck, the scar to white to be a natural human scar and instead viewed as a birth mark by all the humans who didn't know better from seeing a white scar. Philza didn't even want to move to grab his sons, to scared he'd look away and you vanish from his life again shattering him into a million pieces all over again. Philza had forgotten all about why he'd even come here in the first place, suddenly pushing everyone in his path out the way to get to you, he couldn't lose you, not now not ever again.