-Frey Starlight's Pov-
"Come... to the place where it all began."
My father's words...
They still echoed through my mind, even as the blinding light swallowed me whole, ripping me away from where I stood.
I felt the world around me twist and shift at a dizzying pace.
This was ..
"My father's memories."
With bloodshot eyes, I followed the sound of his voice ... the voice that stirred something long dead inside me.
Warmth surged in my chest as I found myself standing in a wide, dimly lit room.
A single cradle sat at its center, bathed in the soft silver glow of the moon filtering through the window.
Inside the cradle, a small infant slept .. his hair as black as ink.
He looked... just like me. Just like Frey.
As I gazed at the tiny figure, my father's voice came alive again.
"When I opened my eyes for the first time... I found myself inside the body of a newborn."
I kept staring at the sleeping baby.
Father's reincarnation was nothing like mine.
