Silence. That's all I could give in reply.
I was almost clenching my fists before remembering who was in my embrace.
Barely relaxing them, I opened my mouth, "Ho… how?"
How was it possible? My mother should have died after self-destructing to become a catalyst for creation. She refused. She made Terra, and even then, still refused? To the point she somehow incarnated into this world's mother?
"My mother, Seraphina, was said to have had no special powers, no talent, no special bloodlines, nothing. How could the incarnation of Mother Chaos be that weak? Shaia…"
"Seraphina was the result of the dying wish of your mother to watch over you herself. A mother's love, I guess I should call it."
"And how are you sure, Shaia? I'm not doubting you, but how could you be sure that Mother Seraphina and Mother Chaos were one and the same?"
"Because, my love, I could feel the same essence within them. And although Seraphina's was barely there, I could still feel it. The two were the same."
