Alvaro
Ashton was way too tired for anything when he collapsed, which is why he was surprised to wake up in a place that's been long forgotten to him. His home, the very first one he remembers. Things were so surreal that he believed he was dreaming.
He walked below only to be greeted by his parents, his real parents… whose face he had long forgotten. "Mom, Dad" Ashton whispered. He couldn't believe his eyes. He looked at himself, to see if he was young or not, which to his surprise he wasn't.
"You're just on time! Breakfast is ready! Hurry up" His mother called. Ashton blinked, mesmerized by the voice he never thought he would ever hear again.
He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. He ate in silence as his parents chatted with each other affectionately. The food tasted just the same from when he was younger, probably tasted even better. But who could tell?