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'How many years has it been?' Ray wondered as he sat down on his own in a room created by himself. He started to think about the Dragon Krad and everything that had happened with the Shadow. 

In the middle of these thoughts, the sound of crying could be heard. When he looked down, there was what resembled a fat potato with limbs. 

"Boy, I know you just want attention but I have no clue what you want." Ray said as he slowly started to swing his arms back and forth trying to calm him down. 

"Can you please swing him gently, he's a baby. If he falls out of your hands what do you think will happen to him!" Sylvia said, agitated.

"Well he is my son, so he should at least survive a fall from this height." Ray joked.

Taking the baby out of Ray's arms, Sylvia decided to take him to get some food before he threw up from being swung around too much.

'This parenting thing is difficult.' Ray thought.