Soon after the birth of Eli, roughly a month or two, a change began appearing. There would be times when I wouldn't be near him but still see him and everything around him. That's when another visit by that strange golden figure occurred, deep in my sleep which has recently felt so much better without the horror playing through the whole night.
"I deeply apologise for disturbing you once more, but I have to inform you of your recent developments regarding Eli's and your matter. Through our interactions, when you accepted Milo's soul and mana, I inherently helped to guide it into you. Unfortunately, my mana seemed to have infected you. My races mana is much too potent for any of the other races residing here, which means you will most likely die within the next decade." It's figure kneeled like the first time and its voice concerned itself as much as it did originally.
I looked at my physical state in this dream, or rather vision, and noticed a discrepancy in the mana stored in my crux. A vibrant small mana particle that smothered itself amidst the rest lay in a deep black colour, disrupting some of my mana from reacting as it did before.
I smiled acceptingly, fully prepared for any outcomes. "It's nothing to apologise for, please. I did this out of my own volition. I may have not know there was going to be such consequences, but I should have figured something can go wrong in the revival of another person in an unborn child's body. I will continue to look after Eli without regrets and give him my best."
The figure got up and smiled at me toothily. "Thank you so much. I have one more thing to report. Although you will die in the next decade or so, due to the mix of mana, you have been granted an ability. The guardians eyes." It spoke, poking my left eye and sparking a ravishing golden glow infused with scarlet hue my eyes harnessed.
"This ability will allow you to see everything about the present of what Eli is doing, no matter the distance or situation. Even if he was dead. As your illness will develop, the ability will get stronger, allowing you to look into his near future. You will see the multiple realities that will probably make you alter certain things to set him on the straight path. But I must warn you, if you tell him about it, the illness will immediately take your life and Eli will become mentally disabled. Killing him mentally and forcing him to live a life where death is all that he would want. Make sure it doesn't come to that. And goodbye, for now. When you die, we will most likely meet once more, mortal who has inherited our rulers eye of omnipresence."
That's what the weird switch in perspective was. I began to take willing control of the random deviations. However my mana truly began deterring to an incredible extent. I remember gazing at Eli when he was sitting with Aldir on a chair, and I was endearingly looking into his intelligent eyes. "Ten years, huh? So I'll live to the age of twenty eight? That...doesn't seem that bad." I hushed to myself in a whisper.
I love you Eli. No matter what or who you may be.
Draconic 3rd 670,
Eli had just turned three and he is progressing at an incredible rate. My child has already learned to speak to us more adeptly than some adults and has developed his mana veins. It seems the knowledge he has from his past life is clearly being put to use. So far, I can't assess what he's doing right or wrong. I haven't yet deteriorated to the point I can to see his immediate futures.
Although I was impatiently waiting for that moment, I was very hesitant to look at it the same time. If I use my knowledge to guide him, will he have achieved what he wanted to. I've played along with the act that I don't know he's a reincarnation and kept it even from Aldir who I know has a deep trauma about child prodigies. I don't want to take away his achievements through my meddling. It wouldn't feel earned. I'm only here to watch over my precious little Eli...who I love so much.
As expected, after Eli and Aldir came back from training, Aldir looked clearly dejected and a heavy tension floated around them. It was his inferiority complex at play alongside the wishes he had for our child. I don't blame him though, I know what happened to him throughout his childhood and the things he endured were definitely emotionally inflicting. Thankfully I nursed him into a healthier mindset, he's still affected by it when he looks at the former strongest man. Of course, Aldir doesn't know this, but I think this could be a way for him to overcome his trauma and begin loving Eli like I do.
Draconic 3rd 671,
The crumpling snow beneath the soles of our boots ,which we treaded on, pleasantly added some nice noise to the otherwise silent walk we embarked on. Eli's warmth seeped from the woven gloves I had sowed for him as his hand clutched mine in a nonchalant manner. I naturally squeezed back ardently. Our pace remained a sweet sluggish walk that involved our arms lightly swinging. His scarlet eyes which he inherited from me, intelligently searched my face for emotion.
It reminded me a whole lot like he used to back in his dream when he tried understanding people. He's clearly yet to feel that kind of connection with me. I'm doing an awful job at displaying my love for my child, aren't I?
"It's quite cold, Eli." I commented on the nippy weather that caused snot to fall from both our noses.
"Yeah it is. Only to be expected of the winter though." He replied rigidly, like a robot. His answer almost seemed to drain the colour out of me.
My laugh rang through the treading noises we made. "What kind of answer is that? Are you a robot or something?" I taunted with a lippy grin.
"Huh? It's not funny mother. I'm only replying how I think. It's not my fault I sound like a robot to you."
" You know so much and accel in multiple fields a young boy normally wouldn't, but you don't know how to communicate? Your almost broken in a way." I scolded his apologetic bowing, smacking his back lightly and telling him to liven up.
"Hey, Eli."
"Yeah-"
"I love you!" I shouted out, cutting out the remainder of his word.
"E-erm, I love you too, mother." He looked confused but replied anyway.
"I know you don't, so don't lie. Just reply to me when you feel like you actually love me. I'll wait for you Eli. Mother will always wait for you." I spoke, crouching down next to him and brushing the bit of snow that fell on his argent hair.
Draconic 3rd 672,
My condition has finally deteriorated to that stage. After him and his father came back from their hunt that delayed their return, everything was fine. I was observing their situation throughout their whole departure and I knew Eli had at one point came back home. I knew he still didn't love Aldir and only acknowledged him biologically, just like me, but the fact he made the effort of trying to change and returning to Aldir to help him and change. It...warmed my heart. I remember tears violently pouring from my eyes uncontrollably. I didn't know why, but I was so very happy that were at least having some sort of impact on him.
The day after they came back and Eli went out early in the morning, it happened. I was watchful of Eli's antics and kept a close eye on him, until my perception faded into a blur and began traversing into older visions of him.
My tears poured from my eyes. Aldir, clearly shaken, approaches me and hugs me from behind. His strong hands calming the wild shaking protruding from my hands. My left eyes sown shut so he wouldn't question it.
"Are you okay?" He called out to me. I turned to face him and clung around his back.
"I love you, Aldir. I hope we can be happier for much longer, till the days we can no longer move but only drink at our happiest moments." What I saw was much more than I thought it would be. I'm not sure if I'm prepared, looking at this outcome, but I have to take each chance. I'm sorry Aldir. I love you. I truly do.