“Jeong-woo!” With blurred vision, Rhea saw a glimpse of her youngest son and wondered if she had seen an illusion.

However…

「Stop it you fuckin’ bastards!」 Cha Jeong-woo’s shouts clearly rang out.

Rhea felt a vaguely familiar touch on her fingertips. A certain intuition made her eyes flash. Boom! Rhea clenched her jaw and squeezed out her last remaining strength. Her light distribution blazed splendidly once more. 

This burst of light was just like the splendid burst of light before a candle went out, or the bright flash of the sun’s rays just before sunset. Rhea’s light distribution emitted light that shone more splendidly than at any other moment.

Rhea grabbed Jeong-woo’s hand and pulled him into her arms with all her might. Demonisms that had clung to her were thrown off.

Kikiki.

Always with such surprises.

Indeed. You are a Quirinale. It would be a shame to let you go. Quite a shame.

Amid the laughs and snide remarks from the Demonisms, Rhea hugged Jeong-woo tightly. Since it was just Jeong-woo’s soul, Rhea was not able to feel the warmth of his body. However, this absence only made Rhea feel closer to Jeong-woo. She seemed to see the pain and difficult journey her youngest son had gone through. She could tell without hearing it in person. It was like a superpower that every ‘mother’ had. She just knew.

「Mother…!」 With a wavering gaze, Jeong-woo looked at Rhea. He had many things he wanted to ask his mother, such as how she actually got here. He had always seen his mother as an ordinary person, a thin and sickly human… How was such a person able to come to...