The Underworld Trials of Luna
I say, reaching out an arm and crossing it in front of Anton, frowning ferociously at the Goddess of Life.
Anton laughs a little, pushing my arm down, but I snap it back up.
The Goddess laughs too, sounding so remarkably like her son that my head spins a bit. “I had no intention of reincarnating Anton. To begin, he did not request it. And then…it would be a silly act.”
“Why?” Anton asks, speaking for the first time in a while. I drop my arm then, letting him have the space, though I stick to his side like a little burr. “Why is that…silly? Can I not be reincarnated?”