Maxi's mother was as breathtaking as the day he was born. Her long, flowing brown hair cascaded over her shoulders, a stark contrast to the black void of her eyes—empty canvases waiting to be painted into something divine. Her delicate features carried an air of fragility, yet her presence was anything but weak. She was a woman of unwavering love and unyielding resolve, especially when it came to her son.
When she saw Maxi injured, her heart nearly stopped.
She lifted the hem of her royal maid-like gown—a blend of purple, black, gold, and white—and rushed to him, holding him tightly against her chest.
Without hesitation, she pulled out a cloth and began gently wiping the dust and bruises from his skin, her touch warm and soothing.
Maxi sighed in relief, relaxing in her embrace, feeling the same comfort he once felt as a child in his previous world.
Once she was satisfied that he was okay, she stood up, still holding him, and turned to glare at Techxin.
Techxin, who moments ago stood unshaken, looked away, suddenly nervous.
She stepped forward, her presence alone forcing Techxin to back away.
Her voice, once filled with warmth, dropped into a chilling tone that sent a shiver down Techxin's spine.
"Techxin."
The battle-hardened warrior stiffened, his throat suddenly dry.
"Y-Yes, Auntie Ray?"
Her black eyes seemed to pierce through him as she continued, her voice unwavering.
"Did I not tell you that if you weren't gentle with my baby boy, I would not only forbid you from training him but also tell your mother?"
Techxin winced at the mention of his mother. The thought alone made him feel like a child again.
"Yes… I understood that, Auntie Ray…"
Her voice turned cold as space.
"Then tell me why… why is my baby boy battered and bruised? Tell me, Techxin."
A bead of sweat rolled down Techxin's face.
Without hesitation, he dropped to his knees, grabbing the hem of her gown, his pride completely discarded.
"Okay, okay! I may have gone too far! Please don't tell my mother, Auntie Ray! I can't deal with her not talking to me for a whole day!"
Maxi's mother sighed, her voice returning to a gentler warmth.
"Fine. But this is the last time. If I hear you did something like this again, I'll tell your mother not to speak to you for a week."
Techxin immediately stood up, dusting himself off, nodding vigorously. He had already suffered that punishment once before—it was worse than any battlefield.
Just as Maxi's mother turned to leave, Maxi spoke up.
"Wait, Mom. I want to ask Brother Techxin something."
She nodded, adjusting him in her arms so he could face Techxin.
Maxi hesitated, then took a deep breath. "This might sound crazy, but... are the gods that blessed me the oldest?"
Techxin blinked, then smirked.
He barely held in his laughter before saying, "Is 'God' spelled with a J?"
Then, he burst out laughing, clutching his stomach.
Maxi's face turned red with embarrassment, and before he could protest, his mother started giggling too.
He groaned and hid his face in her arms.
She gently stroked his hair, her voice warm and reassuring.
"Come on, my sweet angel. I'm just teasing. Your idea isn't stupid—it's actually very interesting."
Maxi muttered into her arms, "Okay..." but deep down, he knew she was lying. He had been a father himself once—he knew all the tricks and soft lies used to soothe a child's ego.
Then, suddenly, she began to sing.
Her voice was soft, pure, and enchanting.
"I know you love this…
Come along, the waiting world… yo-yo-you…
The waiting world… yo-yo-you…
The waiting world… yo-yo-you…
The world is waiting for you to get out there
And see what it has to give…
The waiting world… yo-yo-you…
The waiting world… yo-yo-you…
My sweet angel…"
She walked through the castle, carrying him effortlessly as she sang.
Past the grand halls.
Past the towering pillars.
Past the sprawling royal gardens, where flowers of every color imaginable bloomed endlessly.
She walked until she reached a secluded beach, where the golden sand met the endless blue horizon.
As the final note of her song faded into the gentle sound of crashing waves, she sat down on the sand, placing Maxi on her lap.
She booped his tiny nose, her black void-like eyes filled with warmth.
"The world is waiting for you, my sweet angel."