May "As Ramos slit you open, life slowly slipped out of you. Your son, although he was quickly pulled out, he also felt the cold hands of death as they wrapped around your soul. He requested the universe, to preserve your life." When Selene mentions this, I feel a cold shiver shake my whole being. I already know that the supernatural world is full of magic, just not to this extent. How can I come around the fact that an infant could make such an instantly answered request like that? I look up at the moon goddess, trying to see if she is bluffing or not. However, the solemn look on her face makes me believe that she is being honest. Oh, snap! What am I even thinking? Could a goddess even waste her breath lying to me? Could it be that this is the reason why she painstakingly elucidated the sacredness of the bond? Slowly, slowly, everything is beginning to make sense now. I am glad I did not rush her or interrupt her from the beginning. Had I done so, I definitely would have been fre

May I don't think I will ever view my son as just my baby. He is my savior, my hope, and the reason why I am still breathing today. He truly became my beacon in the darkest of times. My light at the end of the tunnel. After narrating to everyone what happened for the past three days I had been unconscious, everyone was baffled. Well, I could sense different reactions from each of them. Awe, disbelief, envy but overall, there was pronounced relief. I can easily decipher the reason for this relief. No one wants to be clueless about what happens around them. Therefore, they were relieved to know how it all started. Honestly, I am relieved as well. Knowing that it was in a way my son's plight that moved the gods to act in my favor, makes my heart melt. I know that the love I have for my son is just way too deep and immense. This little champion is my benefactor. Since my wings have retracted, my language has returned back to normal. I guess it will switch back to that ancient language