"So, why are we all sitting here?" Alas asked, breaking the tense silence. The question hung in the air as everyone's gaze converged on him.
"You caused all this chaos, and now you're asking why we're here? We demand an explanation," Mom declared, her tone serious. The others nodded in agreement.
"What kind of explanation are you looking for?" Alas inquired.
"How did you obtain your magical powers, which seem to rival Celestia's?" Aunt asked, her voice laced with curiosity. The intensity in everyone's eyes intensified.
"Well, I had them before I was born, when I was in your womb. In fact, I'm not human in the traditional sense," Alas revealed, bracing himself for their reactions. Their expressions shifted dramatically.
"What do you mean, Alas?" Mom asked, her voice trembling slightly. Kavya's face mirrored her mother's concern.
"Are you still possessed, Alas?" Kavya asked, her hands cupping his face.
"How can you remember anything from when you were in Aunt's womb, little brother?" Celestia asked, her cheeks flushed.
"Are you telling the truth, Alas?" Aunt inquired, her skepticism evident.
"I'm serious. Why don't you believe me? Do you want proof or something?" Alas asked, frustration creeping into his voice.
"What you're saying defies human understanding. It's never happened before, which is why we're skeptical," Aunt explained calmly.
"Wait a second. If what you're saying is true, then you're not my son if I didn't create you," Mom realized, her voice filled with sadness.
"No, I am your son, but not in the traditional sense. I wasn't conceived through the union of you and Dad, like Kavya. I was created by my own power, which was left behind after I sealed my other powers, combined with your cells, Mom. In simpler terms, I have no biological father. I'm one hundred percent your genetic offspring," Alas explained, hoping to clarify the situation.
"What? How is that even possible?" Aunt exclaimed, her face a mask of astonishment.
"Oh my, little brother, this is something I didn't expect," Big Sister said, her eyes wide with surprise.
"Wait, brother, if you said you don't have a father's genetics, then how did you inherit his black hair?" Kavya questioned, her curiosity piqued.
"You mean this?" I said, snapping my fingers. My hair instantly transformed from black to white, matching Big Sister and Aunt's hair color.
"Wow!"
"Oh my god!"
"What? You can change your hair color?" Kavya exclaimed, her shock palpable. Aunt and Big Sister were equally astonished.
"Yes, now you understand why I have your father's black hair," I explained.
"Yes, I understand, but you're still my brother, aren't you?" Kavya asked, her tone serious.
"Yes, that's correct. I've already confirmed that with Big Sister and promised her that I'm her little brother, Mom's son, Kavya's brother, and Aunt's nephew," I affirmed.
"Yes, you are," they all replied in unison.
"I don't care what or how you were created. Since you're my son, that's all that matters to me," Mom declared, pulling me into a tight embrace. After a few moments, she released me.
"Yes, that goes for me too," Kavya said. "I don't care how you were created or who you were. Now you're my brother, understand that, idiot Alas," she added, playfully hugging me. I patted her head affectionately.
"This information is overwhelming for all of you, and I know you're tired. Let's go to sleep since we've already eaten," I suggested.
"Yes, let's go. I can't process all of this," Aunt said, standing up and heading upstairs.
"Haha, seems like she got tired too much," Mom commented.
"Then let's go, little brother. Sleep with your big sister," Big Sister said with a joyful expression.
"Okay, Big Sister..." I replied.
"Wait, you're sleeping together?" Kavya questioned.
"Yes..." I began to say, but Mom interrupted.
"No, Alas isn't sleeping with anyone else. He's sleeping with me tonight," Mom declared firmly.
"Well, I believe mother is right after knowing something that was beyond her comprehension," I said to them.
"Well, okay little brother, you can sleep with Aunt today. See you tomorrow. Good night," Big Sister said, heading upstairs. Kavya followed suit.
"Good night, Mom and Alas," she said before disappearing upstairs. Only Mom and I remained on the sofa.
"Let's go, Alas, to your mother's room," Mom said with a smile.
"Okay, Mother," I replied, following her to her room on the first floor. We entered the room and made our way to the bed. I lay down while Mom went to take a shower.
"Hann... I've told them about everything, not everything, but nearly everything. I don't know how it will affect their minds," I thought to myself.
"Wait, we still haven't been to the beach. I'll ask them to go to the beach. It will help them forget everything and calm their minds. We can continue to live a normal life," I thought, closing my eyes.
After about thirty minutes, I suddenly remembered something crucial: Shasha. Opening my eyes, I pondered the situation.
"Well, it doesn't make any difference if someone like Shasha is in my life because I only wanted a family, not a lover like Shasha. It's best to stay away from them," I concluded.
While lost in thought, Mom emerged from the bathroom, her body wrapped in a towel. She applied cream to her face before approaching the bed.
Seeing the time was 9:45 PM, she removed the towel and asked, "Alas, are you asleep or still awake?"
I turned to face her, taking in the sight of her in her sexy black lace bra and panty. Her voluptuous figure was on full display.
"What happened, Mother? I'm awake," I replied. A smile crept across her face as she observed me.
She climbed onto the bed and lay beside me, wrapping her arms around me tightly.
"Nothing. I want to talk to you. It's been so many years since I've slept with you like this," she said emotionally.
"Yes, you're right, Mother. It's been too many years," I agreed.
"Ayro, do you really only have my cells inside you?" Mom asked curiously.
"Yes, Mom, do you still doubt my words?" I asked, looking into her eyes.
"No, I believe you, but I don't know why I'm feeling so happy. I can't explain it," she said, a smile playing on her lips. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears.
"Oh, why are you feeling so happy, Mom?" I inquired.
"I really don't know. I just know that you're my only son, no one else. I'm incredibly happy," she said, caressing my face gently. My face was turned towards the ceiling as she held me like a teddy bear, her right leg draped over my waist.
"But Mom, isn't it inappropriate for you to hug me like this in such little clothing?" I questioned.
"What are you saying? You came from inside me, and I'm your only mother. It's not inappropriate. Are you shy, or do you not like being with your mother like this?" Mom asked, her tone playful.
"I don't have any problems. I'm the strongest. If you like anything, just tell me. You don't have to worry about anyone," I assured her.
"You're such a good son, Alas. I really don't care what you were in your previous life before becoming my son. All that matters is that you are my son now," Mom said, her emotions overwhelming her.
"Yes, I'm your only son, Mother. Don't be so emotional," I said.
"I'm not emotional, Alas. Forget it. Just promise me one thing: you'll never leave me or do anything like what you did yesterday. Just promise me you won't leave me until I die," Mom pleaded, her voice cracking with emotion.
I looked into her eyes. "Okay, Mother, I promise I'll never leave you or do anything like that in the future," I said calmly, rubbing her cheek with my thumb. I could feel the wetness of her tears.
"Sob... Thank... sob... you... Alas..." she sobbed, burying her face in the crook of my neck. I continued to pat her head, offering silent comfort.
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