Marion fell backwards, when he saw the thick black smoke slowly turning into a woman. At first Marion just closed his eyes, obviously he was scared. However, the woman came closer and touched Marion's chin, for the girl to look at him.
"Marion ... dear ...."
Hearing a familiar voice, Marion slowly opened his eyes and saw a figure he clearly recognized for a long time. His mother... Elle Alsen. People only recognize the name. No one knows the women's real names.
Marion's eyes widened when she looked at the woman who was smiling warmly in front of her. A face that resembled hers, a beautiful gray bead that naturally made Jeremiah so captivated that he thought that she was his soul mate. Then, the story of the affair... really, there were a lot of things he wanted to ask right now.
"M-mother? Is it really you?" asked Marion, with a tight, tense face, and a look on her face and a look of disbelief at what she saw. "Are you...."