He could see his mother whither away in front of him.
He could see that she was dying yet, he could still hear her voice.
" My precious little boy... "
She spoke into his ears and he looked around, trying to find her with his eyes.
" I don't have much time left , my child. Listen to me well. I am going to leave a very heavy burden on your tender shoulder. Much heavier than leading our clan. This will be your decision. But this decision will alter the course of the present world. So choose it well. "
And then the rest of her voice echoed inside his soul.
It made him tremble. It made him hate his own self over and over again.
In front of him was the one that was controlling him by the thread, the one who was responsible for bringing him to life.
Yet, he was the main
