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As I listened to my father, I learned why I had to stay in Japan so long while growing up. "So that's why..."
"You grew up well with that, and a formation Medea and Frankenstein helped me create," he said. "Alongside your aunt and her family, I guess you don't remember them. They visited after you were born and helped me bury your mother in a large ritual area. Her body and essence spread everywhere, becoming the heart of the Domain where our territory exists. Even now, your dear mother might be watching over you. Every particle of energy you take from this Domain's atmosphere could be from her."
"I-I had no idea..." I felt moved, my hands trembling as I looked at them.
Tears fell into my hands.
I moved my seat next to my father and hugged him.
Despite our differences, he had done so much for me...
Fighting gods and enormous clans to find the perfect place for me, a sickly child, to grow up healthy and strong.
