After calming her mind down, Lady Enyo started to reveal what happened to her.
"Back on Earth, I was known as Renia, a mother and a psychiatrist. I was rely a human who loved her son more than anything."
Kent smiled, knowing his mom did love him... she loved him since he was an infant, and she did till her very last mont alive.
She provided for him and made sure he had everything he wanted.
Hearing her say all these words made him smile happily, knowing that if she had been alive, he would have made sure she never lacked anything.
He would have ensured she also had everything she wanted, just as she had provided for him.
Too bad she died before he had the chance to spoil her rotten.
"However, while that life sounded fun and amazing, sowhere far away, I was eri, daughter of the Nature Goddess Asterin. I was an immortal loved by my mother, who made sure I had everything, even when she had long beco a god."
This ti, Kent raised his brow, not understanding what was happening.
"It is not so complex, pumpkin. I was soone whose soul was separated at birth. My soul was, in a way, divided in half, one sent to a mundane world where I beca your mother.
The other half was the prodigy daughter of an Elven Goddess who had climbed the ladder to the ranks of an Immortal Monarch before she was unceremoniously murdered by enemies of her mother, who sought to take everything from her."
Kent scratched his head, trying to make sense of what was happening.
"So you are saying you, my mother, had two lives and had lived the sa in two different worlds — one as a mundane mother and the other as the goddess of war?"
Lady Enyo smiled. "I wouldn’t call myself the goddess of war, considering I nearly died from an arrow. Well, technically, I did die twice, as a mundane and an immortal."
Kent just smirked. He knew his mom too well. As a psychiatrist, she consistently found ways to connect with her patients.
One could see that Kent was her most beloved patient, considering she had used all the tricks in the book to get him, so she could sell him a life that had so semblance of peace and a sense of belonging.
She always had her humor and jests that made her likable and funny, often making one want to laugh when one most certainly didn’t want to.
"But yes, I was both. My immortal soul lived for 62,000 years before reuniting with my mundane soul. Now, I am whole, and it is all thanks to a rather handso god who ca to my rescue just when I needed a second chance."
Kent seed to have grasped his mom’s situation.
She was an immortal with half her true soul. The other half was the mother he knew, but now she is whole, making her complete.
However, sothing wasn’t right.
If she were an immortal, then why is she a Heavenly Ascension Stage warrior right now?
"I know what you are thinking in that beautiful brain of yours," Lady Enyo said, taking Kent’s hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.
"You are wondering why an Immortal Monarch is now a Heavenly Ascension Stage warrior, huh?"
Kent nodded. ’I hate it when she reads my mind.’
He pursed his lips and smiled inwardly. This mother of his always found ways to know what he was thinking by rely looking him in the eyes.
Perhaps because she had been with him from when he was a re infant, she knew him all too well, to the point that she could tell what he was thinking from his expressions and body language.
"The answer is rather simple. I am hiding from my enemies." Kent, of course, had this reason on his mind already. She did say she died twice.
The mundane death was due to a car accident. However, for an immortal to die, she might have t soone stronger than her.
"I told you I died twice, well, technically, I died one and a half." She paused and narrowed her eyes...
"Now that I think about it, can half a soul dying be considered full death? I an, it was rely half of my soul, so if that is not full death, then technically, I only died once.
You know, mundane death and immortal death. Half plus half is one, according to my math teacher, Sir Godwin.
But then again, the immortal death was rely a way for to slip away and buy myself so ti to recover. So well, that does make only half dead if you put everything into perspective... I an that make—"
"Mom, please focus."
Kent had to cut his mom off, or else she would start on and on about the percentage of her death and would never stop until she figured out the missing x in the equation.
"So yes, I died as a mundane and as an immortal, and that dashing god brought my soul together and brought to this world.
Thankfully, Lady Enyo, the na I am using right now, was my lookalike who had just died from her own enemies, so this handso god gave her life so I could have so semblance of peace and heal.
Then, when I am ready, I can go back ho for revenge.
So, I suppose I have been recovering my immortal heart for 5,000 years now."
"This ’dashing’ god, do you happen to catch his na?" Kent asked, already suspecting soone.
"I don’t, but he said one day I will find out. He said that when I et soone I trust and tell them about how I am still alive, I should say, ’No matter how handso you are, you can never reach my level.’
You are the only one I trust and will trust, so I suppose I’ve finally gotten to say it. A very weird thing to say, but I can’t deny his words; he does look damn ripped for the picking."
Kent scoffed, but he couldn’t wipe the idea that his own mother thinks Paragon is more handso than him.
"No need to look at like that, pumpkin. He is eye candy for sure, but you are on another level."
"Tch, you don’t have to lie to , Mom. That bastard is certainly handso, but that is because the version of him that you t was a god, and I am mortal now. Just give a few years, and I will cause celestials to drool."
"Sohow, I know you will pull it off."
The mother and son duo laughed.
The only person who can take two souls and put them together is the Paragon. He is that kind of person who does the impossible as if it were a normal thing to do.
’Just how deep did my relationship with Paragon go? So far, he had helped three tis, and each instance of help was major. What is his end goal here?’
Kent couldn’t help but wonder what Paragon’s endga was.
He gave him the ’Soul Universe’, then he went ahead and gave him his sword ’Gaap’, which led him to Hell, where he beca one of the Kings of Hell.
Now, he had saved his mother, whom he thought was long dead. All these events seed to have shaped his life in ways he couldn’t begin to comprehend.
So he just didn’t understand why Paragon was going through all this trouble to help him.
If only Kent knew that saving Paragon and his wives during the world awakening was an event that Paragon had been trying hard to pay him back for years, yet he still didn’t think he had done enough, so he would keep doing it until he had done enough.
That is how grateful a Paragon is to his friends, especially one who had saved him from certain death.
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