"N-No, it's not that either…!" Flustered, Memphis waved her hands in front of her. "He-He's just as close to me as a brother would be. That's all…"
"Mhmm," Mikaela hummed, not believing a single bit of it. "That's what you've been telling me all this time. But do you even believe what you're saying? If you're to condense your Divine Spark, then you must first understand yourself. Only then can you discard your mortality and ascend to Godhood."
"I…" Memphis bit her cherry-red lips, frustration building up inside her. "I know, Mother…"
"I know you do," Mikaela smiled fondly.
That was when she sensed it—
An invader.
"Hmm?" Her brows arched, further accentuating her drop-dead gorgeous face. 'What an intriguing aura…'
Noticing something amiss, Memphis asked, "What's the matter, Mother?"
