Just a year later, life progressed well, and I could see the positive results of our many charitable projects. The Zeto Crystal was still dull and out of its true iridescence power, and I realised that I couldn't fulfil my real mission until it was fully charged.
My real mission was to stop the wicked Xeno Queen Rangda Kaliankan from conquering and destroying the Milky Way Galaxy. As I failed on my first attempt, the True Maker allowed me to be born in the past to try again before Rangda was too powerful. I needed to stop Rangda during my lifetime to stop her from destroying the future, as Rangda would collect and corrupt all the Zeto Crystals by 2887, making her unstoppable.
With the current world improving for the better, I realised that I could focus on another life goal. I wanted to give birth to Keila Eisenstein, my mother in my former life.
Unfortunately, Alex's DNA was incompatible with becoming Keila Eisenstein's father, but I realised something. My current body didn't have the same genetic combinations as I had in my former life, so even if Alex couldn't father the biological Keila Eisenstein, he could still give me a normal child with her spirit.
I have never been very traditional, but thinking about motherhood, I realised that I wanted to be married to the person I love. Alex would make a great father, and although the constitution of marriage was just a tradition, it was a beautiful tradition and one I wanted to pursue.
I studied Alex as he was watching a soccer game on television. I approached him and spoke: "Hey babe, I brought you a beer."
Alex looked at me, positively surprised and smiled. "You are bringing me a beer to drink? What about the lectures regarding the danger of alcohol, drugs, and other psychoactive substances?" Alex teased me gently.
"Well, I wanted to get you in the mood for some positive news," I said confidently and smiled.
"Well, you certainly have my attention now," Alex said in excitement.
We snuggled comfortably on the sofa, and I continued to speak: "The last year with you have been amazing. I want the following 90 odd years to be equally great, together with you. Do you want to marry me?"
"Ha-ha. You're silly, babe. Spending the next 90 years with you is not long enough, I won't settle for less than a century," Alex said cheekily, smiled at my confusion and continued, "Of course I will marry you, Sabina. You are the greatest woman I have ever met."
"Well, I don't have a hundred years left in me though," I replied and winked at Alex.
"You drive a tough bargain!" Alex laughed and continued: "Okay, we'll get married. Deal."
He grabbed me with his firm, sexy hands, and we kissed passionately.
Before we went to sleep, I decided to settle a detail with Alex. "Hey babe, do you care about details like the flower arrangement, or the font on the wedding invite?" I teased him.
"Of course. I want the day to be perfect for you," he replied diplomatically.
"Well I don't care, so how about we leave all those pointless details with the wedding planner?" I replied sweetly.
"I can live with that," Alex stated and laughed a burst of kind-spirited laughter.
"Good, then I'll have enough time to work on my secret wedding gift to you," I said happily.
"Oh, a secret wedding gift! What am I getting?" Alex asked happily.
"Shh. It wouldn't be a secret if I told you. Now sleep, future husband. We need to get our beauty sleep for the fundraising charity event tomorrow", I teased back.
"Yes, my princess!" Alex said with a broad smile. Shortly afterwards, we both fell asleep.