Aether blinked a few times, not expecting to receive affection from the.... so-called Mother.
"There is no need to be surprised, The Lost One..... I am a little grateful that you saved my child," The mechanical voice echoed, its tone carrying a hint of warmth despite its robotic voice.
"Ah! I see... Maelona," Aether nodded in understanding. She was the last of her tribe which was created by Mother.
"Yes, you saved my child," the mechanical voice continued, then murmured, "Even though you are the cause to begin with…"
Aether's lips twitched, "What do you mean by that?" he asked.
"Anyhow, since you won the trial, you can ask me any one question you want," the mechanical voice said.
Soon, Aether's sternum shone, and a beautiful, glassy white spider lily appeared, floating before him with an ethereal glow.