To think that there would be a day that he would watch his daughter play with god.
Sure, this was merely a memory of his daughter and the golden boy was just an aspect of the Absolute One but still… Alex was forced to take a seat as he sought to accept the surreal sight for what it was.
He watched Ashtyx, with the innocence of a child, chase after Mary Jane who seemed quite excited to have a friend her age as she ran around trying to avoid being captured.
Alex glanced to the side to find Isabella asleep for some inexplicable reason.
Perhaps he subconsciously decided to allow it to avoid the questions that would be sure to pop up.
In any case, Ashtyx soon captured Mary Jane with the latter stepping on his foot, causing him to let out a yelp after which she rushed into her father's embrace.
Alex was waiting with arms wide open.
As he hugged MJ, he watched as Ashtyx approached, his lips curled at the edges in satisfaction.
