"No! This can't be. None of this is real. It's not true, it's all false. This couldn't have happened. I never had an older brother who died, and I wasn't born half-dead. My mother never agreed to any half-ass deal. This is all nonsense. You're trying to confuse me," Kayden argued, holding his head as if trying to fight his thoughts, and tears poured down his cheeks.
I immediately rushed to him and grabbed him in my arms, trying to comfort him.
"I knew this would be very hard and painful for you to accept, and that's why I was very reluctant to show it to you, but as the guardian, I must give you an appropriate warning; the goddess demanded it. Everything I'm showing you is real, and it really happened. Since it's too devastating to watch, I'm going to tell you the rest of the story instead.
Your mother accepted the deal, she made a wish and granted you life and good health, but she took the consequence upon herself. She willingly gave up her life so you could live and be happy. She was a very courageous woman, and her love for you and your brother was immeasurable. You were restored back to life, and you were active like a normal baby, even more agile, but as you grew, Luna Nevaeh had to live up to her end of the bargain. She became terminally ill and died when you were six months old," Voithós explained, and Kayden suddenly reacted, nearly pushing me away.
"That's a lie, that's a very big lie. My mother died when I was six years old; I remember it like it was yesterday. This only proves that everything you've said about my family is a lie," Kayden accused, and Voithós sighed.
"I know the news is rather shocking and shattering, but don't you think you're overreacting? If only you'd let me explain, then everything would become so much clearer. Your mother died when you were six months old, but because she chose to give up her life instead of being under the protection and insurance of the wish maker, her selfless act was rewarded with another wish, but this one had no conditions tied to it.
And so for her final wish, she wished that I would imprint six years of memories with her in your brain so that when you grew, you would at least know what your mother was like. What she looked like, how she smiled, and just how much she loved you. She wanted you to always remember her," Voithós explained, and Kayden staggered, his hand was glued to his chest, almost like his heart was aching, and I could honestly almost feel his pain.
"My father loved my mother very much. He was devastated when she died. How could she have died when I was six months old, and how could she have given up her life like that? My father loved her dearly, or was that also an artificial memory implanted in my brain?" Kayden questioned, devastated, and his voice was almost unrecognizable. He must be going through hell right now. To say I'm shocked is an understatement.