Bagan stoically observed the trio as they celebrated and embraced, both at the return from near death of their bladed member and the resolution of the turmoil within their other compatriot. The Dark Hunters were among its most loyal enforcers and aides. They were capable in the face of conflict, commendable in respect to their success rate, and cooperative amongst each other; doing exactly as they were told without issue or major distraction. Not many amongst its forces the deity felt confident it could dispatch in groups without infighting, blown cover, or someone neglecting their role. The Anteverse creations lacked their ingenuity, Hedorah and Gaira were marred by being too gluttonous or sadistic to be stealthy, and Legion was locked into a role she couldn’t leave effectively. The group had even managed to surprise Bagan more than once. The power of Kaizer Ghidorah was now stable and no longer a liability like it had been when Bagan dispatched Enjin to take care of it.

While yes, of course that action was done to gain the power for itself and speed along the restoration process; it was also done to ensure the safety and stability of Zenith and its denizens-

Bagan saw Monster X and Gigan crossing forearms, the latter noting the gold ring around his compatriot’s eyes.

-that action for termination no longer seemed needed. The four slowly ended their festivities and turned to their master, in awe of the vast might they could feel permeating through the air. The gyaos seemed momentarily confused, like something was firing off in the back of the Guardian Beast’s mind at feeling such a presence. But evidently, it wasn’t enough to stop her from joining in what happened next. Gigan stepped out of his hanger and, after a moment to test his limbs, dropped down and knelt before Bagan alongside the rest of the team. There was no question as to their loyalty.

Bagan had many reasons for doing as it did, as a deity does. It didn’t have to save Gigan, it could have left him to pass on to the immortal coil like all life would. But it chose to save his life and bring him back from the brink of death. Yes, one could posit it did this to ensure that meddling Harmony didn’t get her hooves upon him. After Gigan’s vast act of friendship enacted some of her magic and got her attention, Bagan could sense that she attempted to reach out to him. Bringing the cyborg back to this realm kept her away and from interfering, thus had a fully pragmatic reason. But there was another reason.

Bagan wasn’t evil, just doing as necessary. All lives would have to be saved from this coil eventually, but it had waited 70,000 years to be free. It waited over 4 billion for civilization to come to Terra. It could afford to wait for the natural end for those whom had proven so loyal. Impatience was unbecoming of a deity. Call it fondness, call it mutual loyalty, call it graciousness towards followers or pragmatism for its best soldiers; no one really knows what a god wants.

Bagan turned and walked back through its realm to return to the throne’s chamber. Monster X and his team just watched on in pride and joy towards their master.