Those words sank into Mani's mind.
Truthfully, he still hated his parents for what had happened to him. Especially because he was not told about his origins. But now that he thought about it, did he even have the right to be angry at them?
After all, his father clearly told him that he had been born dead, and it was the love of his mother that moved the hearts of the gods themselves and that was what gave him life.
He could not help but think of how deep his mother's love for him was that she was so willing to hurt herself just to see him breath life, and to top it up, she allowed herself the fate to live forever in a cage on that mountain, just so that no harm would come to him.
As Chiron's words sank even further, Mani could not help but remember the look in the Priestess' eyes as she raised her hand to try and touch him the last time they had met.
