“ I Lues of the ivan family am a proud mother. I am proud of my children. I am proud of my daughter although she holds no blood of mine she is my daughter. Her ambition is like mine when I was younger. I only hope that it would not blind her as it did me. I love her as my child.

Then there's my son. In whom I feel only guilt. I love him. But I struggled to look him in the eye when he came crying to me. Saying that someone is screaming in the shadows. Ever since that night he always had problems with dark. Voices assault him when alone. I know why. It pains me to say that this is my fault. I have failed as a mother.

In my youth I was powerful as you knew. At one point in time I was the second strongest in the empire.

But I was cut down, injured. In truth the man known as the human dragon was the one responsible. I wanted revenge. I was so desperate. In my weakened state my father abandoned me. I desperately turn to every corner I could for a solution. And I found one. Varon it was your grandfather who came to me. He promised me a weapon. A weapon that would turn this world on it head. He said all I had to do was marry his son in return and he would help me destroy the human dragon.

I accepted. It was a mistake. His plan was to turn my son into a weapon. On my wedding night as I was to consummate the marriage with your father. Your grandfather knocked him unconscious and drug his son. After that he took me to the mountain peak. Where there was a temple. I have searched this temple up and down but I have not been able to make even the slightest sense of it.

Inside was a pool of black blood. I asked if the weapon was inside the pool to which he replied it is simply the begging of the weapon please step inside. I did so and when I left down the mountain I was pregnant with you, Varon. You were to be the weapon that I was to use.

I question your grandfather many times on the details and he said the blood was found some else and that he had simply taken it here. I have met your grandfather only three times. Once before you were born. Then at my wedding. And finally after the first time you heard the whispers. But I had remained in contact many times.

After you were born I brought you to see my grandfather. He called a great profit as he did with all the children of the Ivan family. As he saw what you would become he begged me to kill you now. When I said no he attempted to. But I escaped as your brother held him back and returned to my family estate. The profit killed himself and since that day my grandfather went mad. He begun to scribble drawing of a black dragon on the wall. He said you were evil. He seemed to insinuate that the black dragon was you father.

But you were my child. How could I do suck a thing. I love you. You are my world my revenge means nothing to me now. I simply want you two my children to be happy. I care for nothing else.

Not long after that you started to experience nightmares. You also began to hear whispers. They told you things you shouldn’t have known.

It was then that I saw your grandfather for the third and final time. He came up and placed his hand on your head. After that he left with you. Fear in his eye. He was saying you where a monster not a weapon and that he was sorry for the evil he has unleashed upon the world I followed him back to the shrine or temple and when I got there he told me what he… no we had done. The blood he used at the time was a dragons or to be more precise it was the evil dragons blood.

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But you were born a normal human not the half dragon your grandfather envisioned. He told me that we had to choices. You were unstable so we sealed the dragon part of you. And like that the whispers stop i’m sure to you they must have been like a bad dream. I also know why you act the way you do. The reason you felt a piece of you was missing was because me and your grandfather had cut off a part of you and destroyed it.

I have never seen your grandfather again.

Since then nothing out of the particular happened but ever since then I knew it was only a matter of time before something did. I’m sorry I have never told you. Varon but this time is different. You simply became a master class. Something that took me tens of years and I was considered the most talented individual of all time. I tell you this now Varon but please know that no matter what happens mother loves you.”

Or so she said. Well I kind of expected something like this but it looks like my sister isn’t taking this to well. “ How the FUCK COULD YOU KEEP SOMETHING LIKE THIS TO YOURSELF FOR SO LONG.” She was hysterical. How long has it been since someone shouted at the injustice on my behalf. But with all things it is simply grey like me.

“Vallarta it is ok” Sister turned to me angry in her eyes. She feels betrayed. Someone she trusted has hidden something important from someone she loved so she feels betrayed. “ It is ok Vallarta” she has far more she wants to say and yet she know its not her place to say it. But I feel that it is something that needs to be said “ I have a right to be angry.” Now it mother's turn. She cries tears of sorrow but also tears of relief. The biggest weight on the shoulders has been removed by telling me and that makes her feel good which in turn only allows her guilt to cling to her. “Yes that's right Varons has that right mother…” My sister has the right to say what she needs to say. But it is not what I want to say. After sister has finished a few hours have passed. My sisters voice is destroyed and I have given her the chance to say what she felt she need to say. Mother has broken down and is crying. But I too have something to say to her.

“ Mother” She turns to face me. It's clear she hold what I am about to say as important. She feels that my sisters angry is justified but the whole time she has not turn from me nors has she spoken a word.

“This knowledge that mother has keep secret it means less to me than the fact that she shared to with us. Today. For the first time in my life I feel complete. I feel great better than I ever have before. I don’t know what happened to me over the last month. I don’t know if something similar will happen again. But I forgive you”

“ BROTHER!” “ This is not you place to speak anymore” They were both taken aback by my response. I am Varon but at the same time I am different. I am much more now. I have a goal I need to do but it’s important that despite everything I feel that this must be said. I will probably be different and will do things they will one day call insane. But I feel they need to know that….

“I'm still Varon and you are still my mother. I love you two that is the truth. You are my family. But I am me and I always will be. It doesn’t change a thing if i’m not related to the house head or if I have a unnatural birth. I am Varon and that not a question but a statement.” Mother looks me deep in the eyes. Something else seems to lift from them. The guilt remans I have not the talent for words require to say say what I want to say while removing her guilt but some weight seems to lift from her eyes. she says “ Your right… my son. Now and forever you are you.”