[Resonance]

Silence was perpetuated in the room, occasionally interrupted only by the sound of cutlery. Silver utensils that stabbed.

Through the window he saw the sun's rays coming through, which illuminated his home.

Rays that did not reach the flowers in the vase...

'Do vampires exist in this world?' Federick thought as he watched the action with his utensils. Occasionally to his mother.

Especially her ruby eyes, which hid a rapturous sigh deep within them.

"Are you a vampire?" He asked suddenly, not observing possible reactions.

"Vampire? Where did you get that from, Federick?" Pearl asked with surprise, which shone in her bulging eyes.

"I read it in a book; just a concept. According to them, they are charming, beautiful beings and their eyes are crimson red." Federick responded, watching his mother's face carefully.

"In my understanding, in mythical texts they describe them as deformed and horrible beings." Perla commented while laughing at her son's words, with grace as she covered her lips with her thin hand.

"Also, they hate light; How could I live without enjoying sunlight, while sharing experiences with countless people?" Perla complemented his words, with a smile as she observed her apathetic son.

"Mythical texts?" Federick asked doubtfully. Of all the words, those had been the ones that had sent his curiosity into overdrive.

"I am referring to the texts referring to ancient mythology." Pearl mentioned while cutting her food.

At this, Federick was disappointed, he had thought it was referring to specific writings, but the reality was different.

"I suppose the world is vast, magical and varied; where coincidentally you also belong to the aristocracy in another reality." Federick commented with a smile, trying to reestablish his praise.

"Magical beyond magic." Perla commented on her son's comment, with a smile blooming on her lips.

"I won't go against you, but I still prefer the magical actions described in the books; victories over gigantic beasts, supernatural actions and miracles." Federick added while observing his mother's expressions.

"Oh? I see you quite like that... What do you prefer?" Pearl asked as she fanatically watched her little son.

It was at this moment that the flame was lit, capable of quickly devouring the explosive.

"I like to read about gigantic beasts, capable of carrying entire villages on their wings. Men with enough strength to travel continents; that ability to connect and carry communication fascinates me." Federick said quickly, but clearly. His eyes were shining, with obvious fascination.

"You've never told me anything about that." Pearl said, as she watched her son's parallel childish actions.

"In fact, I had a dream recently... Where blue smoke came to life in the heights, citizens increased, common and directional transportation, capable of connecting towns en masse." Federick commented, while remembering the dream that did not exist.

"It sounds like a fabulous dream as you describe, my son." Pearl commented.

"That's where you're wrong; because, it was at that moment that I realized that I am the prince of wisdom." Federick responded seriously, his expression Napoleonic.

At these words, he simply received a dismayed look from Pearl, who expected him to elaborate.

But to increase this, her son dedicated himself to clearing his plates. Action which took a minute; but with the completion of this, he brought a huge role to the table uncovered.

"Look here, my dreams are not imaginative, but a reality without success and little scope." Federick said while pointing to the paper with significant writings.

"From my dream, I dedicated myself to studying and researching; with fruitful results. In him, Zeddmon, a magical enthusiast and highly successful businessman, the first results are found." Federick said to his mother, who approached curiously.

"In fact, this name resonates with me. At the time I was surprised by how little impact his death had on a public level." Pearl said while thinking.

"Exactly... He pushed his ideals into reality; hiring mortals under favorable conditions, capable of carrying out mass production. But his opponents were as numerous as they were strong." Federick began with a different emotion, ending with mercy in his voice.

"After his death, his projects, which were his companies, were completely dismantled and ended with a massive layoff." Federick said with intrigue.

"Do you know the... Why?"