The Forsaken Luna’s Revenge
A dark force pulsed from his palm as he held out a hand to my son.
The Harbinger yelled, "No!" and sprang forward.
However, it was too late. When my son's forehead was touched by the god's hand, a dazzling light burst forth.
As the light dimmed, I saw my son motionless, his eyes glimmering strangely.
"Son?" With a shaky voice, I screamed out.
His face was calm as he turned to face me. He said, "I am reborn," but his voice wasn't the same. It was older, deeper, and more powerful.