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Edana stepped out of Kael's room, her expression a tapestry of surprise and hesitation. She sensed an aura around Kael, the unmistakable energy of the supernaturals—a secret his family had shielded him from all his life. In the supernatural realm, being unpowered was a vulnerability; it could mean death, even in the most mundane of circumstances. And Kael, with his stubborn streak, was kept in the dark for his safety.

*Edana wrestled with a dilemma: to bring Kael into the fold of the supernatural or to uphold the family's protective silence.*

"Is anything the matter, sister?" Kael's voice, laced with concern, broke through her reverie.

"No, nothing," she lied smoothly, masking the turmoil within. "Just pondering over a trivial matter." She led the way downstairs, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts.

*Could she betray her family's trust? The weight of the decision pressed down on her.*

"Can I assist you with it? Or would my presence in the kitchen only be a hindrance?" Kael's offer was genuine, his concern palpable.

"Uhh... maybe?" Edana's response was noncommittal, her voice tinged with confusion. Kael's newfound attentiveness was unfamiliar territory for her.

*In a sudden moment of clarity, Kael stepped back, allowing her space.*

"I'll wait at the dining table until you're finished," he declared a note of realization in his tone.

As they descended the final step, Kael veered towards the modest family dining table, while Edana ventured into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

*Edana's usual routine was to summon their parents for the meal, but today, she hesitated.*

"Call mum and dad for breakfast," she instructed Kael, a subtle shift in their morning ritual. Perhaps it was better for Kael to surprise their parents in the privacy of their room, rather than amidst the clatter of breakfast.

"Okay~" Kael's voice trailed off as he bounded up the stairs.

*The family home, a testament to their divided world, had the children's quarters on the right and the parents' sanctuary on the left. A fitting metaphor for the secrets that lay between them.

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The dining room was filled with silence, except for the clangs of cutlery hitting the plates; there was no other sound. Kael also sat awkwardly; he hadn't joined the family for breakfast before, and doing it now felt foreign to him.

"How are you doing, Kael?" Kael's father finally broke the silence. He was at first surprised when Kael came to call them for breakfast, and he was more surprised when he felt the energy Kael was giving off; no doubt his son was now supernatural.

 "I feel no different from how I usually feel," Kael answered, but awkwardly. There were many things he wasn't used to, like someone asking how he felt.

 "Ohh," Kael's father sighed, then made eye contact with Edana. He threw a fork at Kael at full speed. "Shit!" Kael screamed before dodging to the side.

"Yep, he is supernatural now," Edana nodded as if it was confirmed.

"What was that for!" Kael screamed.

Kael's mom sighed at how brutish her husband and daughter had become. "It was just to confirm if you are supernatural or not, and even if you aren't, your father could easily control it not to hit you," she assured.

 She knew how much Kael hated her; she just wished he wouldn't hate her that much even after he decided to open up.

Kael stared at the woman whom even now he couldn't love; she was Irene, the woman who came into his dad's life after his mother was still around. She wasn't and isn't supposed to be sitting there; that was his mother's seat before she disappeared, and till now, and even in the future, no one knew where his mother was.

 "Oh, you should have asked me," Kael replied with no emotion visible in his voice. The family's mood dampened after that short exchange. Clink, the sound of cutlery being dropped abruptly on the plate.

 "Dad, I am guessing you are also one of these supernaturals?" Kael asked since his uncle was one, his father should be too.

"Yes," his dad replied. "But I am no longer a supernatural," he added.

"What? Who took your powers?" Kael screamed in disbelief, suspecting his uncle.

 "It wasn't taken, and it isn't called powers but 'gift,'" he corrected Kael. "Ohh," Kael couldn't be blamed; he just used terms he understood better, and it wasn't as if he was a supernatural until today.

"...then who took your gifts?" Kael asked.

 "It wasn't taken; I said that before. A supernatural is someone like you, a baby into the world, from here, you choose what you wish to become. There are mages, magicians, wizards, witches, knights, and so on. I and everyone here is a mage," Kael's father answered. "And you will have to choose one later on," he added.

 "Okay, Dad," Kael answered. "I am done eating." Kael stood up and headed back to his room. He heard a muffled sound like a cry forcefully held back, but he didn't care. 'I shouldn't have joined them for breakfast,' he thought as he moved up the stairs. Irene knew his father even when his mother was still in a relationship with his dad. It means she had always been a secret lover and even gave birth to his dad first. He could bring himself to forgive his dad and Jessica since she was just the fruit of their affair, but he couldn't bring himself to forgive the woman who was involved.

Kael's footsteps echoed in the empty hallway as he retreated to the solitude of his room. The weight of the morning's revelations hung heavy on his shoulders. He was a supernatural now, a being with potential he couldn't yet fathom. And with that power came choices, choices that would shape his destiny.

He slumped onto his bed, the cool sheets a small comfort against the turmoil inside him. His father's words echoed in his mind, a reminder that he was at the beginning of a path that others had walked before him. But where that path would lead, Kael had yet to decide.

For now, he needed space, space to think and to breathe. The family he had known was changing, and he was with it. As the sun streamed through his window, casting patterns of light and shadow across the room, Kael made a silent vow. Whatever his future held, he would face it on his terms.