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My son…
How are you?
There is not a single day where I do not think about you.
I wonder where you might be.
I wonder how you might be…
Every time I do, I cannot stop crying.
I wish… I could see you once more.
Why do I cry?
I should not do so.
I am… not even a human.
I am a being that does not belong anywhere.
An Overseer.
Even though my superiors said that my duty was that of observing and administrating orders, I could not help but have different thoughts inside of my mind.
I could not help but have a different thinking process than them.
I wanted to live.
I wanted to experience what was life…
And it one day brought me to your mother.
Amongst the millions of worlds that I have explored and overseen, she was the first to understand me.
She was the first one to find something else in me.
And I… also did.
I often think about our past, about what we lived.