I am...

I thought a bit. All questions always have easy and simple answers.

Look at Silvie, I remember that she appeared in a video game, but her original age should have been 12 years old, but now she was only 6, before all her suffering happened, I still remember those indelible scars all over her body she.

At some point my hands began to shake, an intense hatred spread throughout my body, even after knowing about my death I had not felt so much hatred.

Avoid my hands hurting Silvie, I felt a touch on my shoulder, Nol had woken up, it would be strange if she didn't wake up due to all the mana that had appeared in her bedroom.

She didn't say a word, she just held my head and stroked it. Her warm smile was very comforting.

I felt another weight on my left shoulder, Ephildis came closer, her motherly smile as radiant as the sun, somehow calming my inexplicable hatred.

After a few seconds the atmosphere lightened enough to return to normal.

"So... who is this girl?", Nol nimbly avoided mentioning the reason for my annoyance, something I deeply appreciated, Nol and Ephildis had a curious expression they had many questions to ask but they condescended and put them away for another time.

"She's Silvie... she... from now on she's my daughter", I wasn't sure of my words, but as they say: the best decisions I made, were the product of simply doing what seemed right to me.

"..." Nol.

"..."Ephildis.

"Hmm... so she's my daughter too!" Nol said those words as if it was the most normal thing. Her expression was very serious, apparently Nol liked to raise children, even a large part of the elves received Nol's care many years ago.

"But... how did she get here?... it shouldn't be possible", Nol couldn't take it anymore and asked the doubt that tormented her the most. Her hands, inspected Silvie's face looking for something that I didn't quite understand.

"No one can enter this world apart from you, Xavier", Ephildis also agreed, Ephildis had a lot of information since she belonged to the council of elders together with Nol. Her look had a power... witch-flavored that you couldn't lie to, at least that's what I thought.

Before I could answer her, a small yawn was heard, Silvie squirmed a little and her eyes slowly opened, blinking curiously, her beautiful gray eyes seemed to want to devour the world, but quickly dimmed.

*ding*

< Avoiding Childhood Trauma: Silvie's Temporarily Suppressed Memories >

...

"Who are you?", Silvie's childish voice sounded curiously. A friendly smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, her expression tired as well.

'I am... Your father, don't you remember me, Silvie?' I asked her gently, as I stroked her hair.

"Father... I'm sleepy", she saying those words she went back to sleep, her smile still remained on her face, who would think that this innocent girl had such a ruthless fate.

.....

An hour passed, we were currently in Nol's house, Ephildis stayed in the clan, she wanted to talk to the rest of the members about today's agreements, she promised that she would visit us at night.

As for Sylvie...

She was now wearing a white dress, she woke up after half an hour, she was very surprised to see Nol, after all seeing elves were not normal.

"And so the story of Alice and Wonderland ends, what did you think of Silvie?", Nol became very attached to Silvie after explaining Silvie's background, but I omitted some supernatural details that could not be mentioned, even so Nol already He didn't care how she came into this world and decided to take care of her with all his heart.

Somehow Nol's body enlarged and took on "adult" form, her mature form was too charming.

"Tell me another story, mother, please", Silvie was sitting on Nol's lap while she ate some kind of sweet. She adapted quickly, she even decided to call Nol "mother".

Nol pondered and looked at me mischievously.

"Hmm~, it seems your father wants to tell you a big story too", Nol patted Silvie's head, Silvie nodded in response and looked at me expectantly.

'...'

What do I do now?! All the stories I have read are for adults, some are complicated and could not be understood by 6-year-olds.

Without many options I decided to tell him about my favorite book series: Discworld.

It was the closest thing to children's literature combined with youthful comedy and classic fantasy.

Not better...

The little prince, a classic story, even an adult would enjoy that story.

"When I was six years old, I once saw a magnificent image in a book about the Virgin Forest called "Lived Stories"..."

I did not understand until some time later that this story changed Silvie a lot, in a very peculiar way.