A Father's Sorrow and Memories of a Tragic Past 4

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My son…

How are you?

There is not a single day where I do not think about you.

I wonder where you might be.

I wonder how you might be…

Every time I do, I cannot stop crying.

I wish… I could see you once more.

Why do I cry?

I should not do so.

I am… not even a human.

I am a being that does not belong anywhere.

An Overseer.

Even though my superiors said that my duty was that of observing and administrating orders, I could not help but have different thoughts inside of my mind.

I could not help but have a different thinking process than them.

I wanted to live.

I wanted to experience what was life…

And it one day brought me to your mother.

Amongst the millions of worlds that I have explored and overseen, she was the first to understand me.

She was the first one to find something else in me.

And I… also did.

I often think about our past, about what we lived.