A very special meeting.

When Eneas arrived at her mother's apartment in Elysium, the hangar door opened. His mother was still young and pretty, very pretty by any standard, and there she was waiting for him with open arms. Eneas couldn't help but cry. He hugged his mother... more than a year without feeling her warmth or being able to count on her in difficult moments. He wouldn't cry when he found someone alive who had been accepted as dead. .

His mother attributed the tears to the joy of sharing access to the Eneas officer academy together, but the boy's emotions ran much deeper.

"You've made it; you've finally made it..." Aphrodite hugged her son affectionately. Raising him and seeing him transformed into the man he was today was a source of pride for her, although the time came to talk to him about something, a hidden secret, a story from the past that could affect his present and his future.

The dinner was lavish; it was not a matter of whether he approved or not; in both cases, her son would need a mother's care, either to console or to celebrate, as in this case.

While they were having dinner, his mother became serious and took out a holographic device, a very old one that Eneas had never seen before...

About Anchises, his father, Aphrodite could spend hours talking about how they met, how they fell in love, or how his father, despite not being a genius, was able to overcome his failure to enter officer school and become one of the most brilliant pilots and famous of the Hellenic forces, his exploits, his battles, and the old photographic reproductions were something that Eneas had grown up with, in the shadow of a great man, many would say, in the footsteps of a hero. For Eneas, he was simply a father to someone he had never met, someone to learn from his mistakes. A myth to reach in his imagination.

However, at home, there was never talk of her mother's family; it was as if she had been born from a shell, and had not been the daughter of a father and a mother who, no matter how terrible they were, must have been somewhere.

But this time the image showed a young man and woman holding a girl in their arms. The man, tall, handsome and powerful, sounded familiar to Eneas, but there was no doubt in his mind that this beautiful girl was his mother.

"Eneas... there is something we have never talked about."

"Tell me, mom, are those my grandparents?"

"Yes, they are, but you must understand first why I didn't tell you about them..."

"It's not necessary; if you haven't done it for something it would be, I'm not interested in stories of cruel people who don't deserve my attention or your affection..."

"Eneas... life is not that easy... It's not that your grandfather didn't love me... it's that he loved me too much... He never accepted that I fell in love and married a simple soldier."

Eneas looked carefully at the images on the holographic device... A photo in which his mother was already a fifteen-year-old accompanied by the same man but older in a general's uniform gave him the clue...

"That man is... that man... the admiral..."

"Yes, my son, your grandfather is great Admiral Zeus..."

Eneas's world was crumbling at times. He was the great man, the great example of the entire Hellenic nation, the pillar that unified the stellar army... a great hero... his grandfather was that man, and he found out now. …

"Did you stop talking to him because he didn't accept dad?"

It was the most logical question after what she had heard. Her mother burst into tears...

"If it had been just that, we would have been able to fix it in the long run... it was your grandfather who gave the order to deploy the fighters of the common soldiers... he... he knew that he was sacrificing thousands of brave soldiers to be able to win a battle... I begged him... but he didn't listen, he didn't care that your father was there... it is the duty of soldiers to die for greater glory... that's what he said... and in the battle your father died... I haven't seen him since..."

Eneas hugged his mother while she continued to navigate her memories through her tears.

"Don't worry... I don't want to meet a man like that... I don't need him..."

The mother looked at her son with a serious face.

"The problem is that no matter how much you avoid him, he will come to you... now you are going to be an officer... you are under his command... promise me that no matter what I tell you, you will never... you will never become a heartless monster like he is..."

"I promise you mom..."

Eneas had shared his life and misery during an entire war with the soldiers; he knew about their lives, their dreams and fantasies, and above all, the great sacrifice they made every time they went into combat.

"Never reveal your origin to anyone; that will only attract envy and enmity, and if you ever need help, you can pay off an old debt. Give this to Odysseus; if he asks how you have it, tell him that Venus gave it to you. He will understand and help you"

Eneas's mother told him that if he needed help, he should turn to an Admiral Odysseus of the Star Navy... plus he owed her a favor... Why did fate want him to die miserably in his other life without knowing anything of this?

Eneas's heart was a storm of emotions. The next day, he had to go to the academy in Troy to start what until then was going to be the career of a simple aspiring officer... Now one of his heroes, the admiral In chief Zeus, had transformed into a monster partly responsible for the death of his own father, and that monster, to make matters worse, was his own Grandfather.

The real problem for Eneas was that this was not his first life, this was not a simple story of family hatred. The problem was that a war was coming, and he, a simple cadet, could not really do much to change history. But the power of the great admiral Zeus was different, that power could bring about a change. He knew what he had just promised his mother, but if they were going to go to war and now he could save thousands, he had to think very carefully about whether it was worth sacrificing his word.

Sooner or later he would have to decide between his rage and his hatred and what was best for everyone, but that night Eneas was still unable to control the disgust he felt for his grandfather.

The clock struck 12, the announcements and news began to play on his screen... the winning number of the universal lottery was 006217783345. Eneas had just won the prize, but he preferred not to tell his mother... too many emotions today , and too complicated to explain how the luck of a simple boy could change so much.