Black Zeus rules the night. They can no longer tempt you. The choice was yours, the choice to leave. You took it.

The night air was cool, refreshing, lonely. You preferred it that way. For many hours you were not yourself. Perhaps... beyond the curse... a part of you did take pleasure in what you did. Good riddance to him, whoever he was. It was disappointing to your ego, to think that, still, a remnant of the man who existed before Black Zeus, lived on inside you. It was hard to remember your old life, the memories blurred through the denial to accept them as property of the soul and mind. Raven and Starfire were good people; you would not judge their friends poorly.

On the other hand, villains still roamed the world, relentlessly pursuing their own interests without heed for the concerns of others. Your goal was clear, now was your priority. The blind idealism faded away to practicality. If anyone super powered being must be eliminated, it wasn't to be those you encountered along the way, but those who had already been corrupted. Anything more was a waste of time and allies. Two great evils were home to the city that sat in the shadow of the Titan's tower. The first was Brother Blood and his Hive Organization, easy enough to track down through a reliable contact who knew the wrong sorts of people. The other was Slade, or so you heard, information was pretty scant on him. Finding and killing him would involve a great deal more diligence.

As you stared up at the stars and contemplated all this, never could you imagine the destinies formed in that swirling vortex of speckled lights. They would guide you to your targets, and you would meet their own allies, but success was not guaranteed. Where will the stars take you?