Author: Chapter corrected (again).
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"It can't be...!" (me)
"Look, a family reunion after 2 lifetimes, aren't you happy to see the woman who abandoned you~?" (Callidora)
"Say hello to Mom!~~..." (Callidora)
I look at the woman inside the coffin, actually the soul inside the coffin. She was young, at most around 30 years old. It was impossible for her to be my mother; she was too young, unless she died around the same time as my birth or youth.
I look at the woman. Her appearance was simple, but still, the lines of her face were well-defined. Her long white hair floated inside the coffin while her eyes remained closed.
I gather my aura and for the next few minutes I embody the woman's face. Many past situations flash through my mind: the times I was proud of my mother in the orphanage, the times the school held celebrations and events and also had to complain about me to my guardians, yet only Father Mario or Sister Anna ever showed up.
