"…It was about you, Alden."
"The message Fate had sent… was about you." Lucia, Alden's mother, said, her golden eyes looking straight at him.
"Even before you were born, Fate had known about you, my child."
She continued, her tone distant now.
"Fate had warned us about the storm that would soon strike this cosmos and a person who was fated to stop the storm. At that time I didn't know it would be you."
Alden frowned.
"What do you mean?" He asked almost immediately.
"I cannot tell you much about the storm itself, as even saying HIS name would let HIM know of the arrangements I had made but… HE was someone who made even Fate itself tremble."
She looked straight into Alden's eyes.
"Your father knew that and began making preparations. We established our little kingdom on a world we had saved. Then Caera and you were born."
