“Hello?” Twilight’s voice came through, soft but tinged with a hint of confusion. “Is this working? Do you hear me?”

Her voice felt so close, yet my thoughts were miles away. What am I doing?

Twilight’s voice repeated. “Are you there?” but it sounded distant, like an echo across a vast canyon.

Why am I doing this? They all had so much on their minds already especially Twilight. She didn’t need me adding to the pile, didn’t need me throwing more chaos into an already messy situation.

I ran my hand through my hair, tugging at it slightly as if the pain might snap me back into focus.

“No”

No, I’m not going to do this. Not now.

“Hello?” Twilight’s voice called out again, and this time, I forced myself to respond.

“I’m here” My voice came out steadier than I expected, even though my chest felt like it was tightening with every second. “Sorry, I just… I needed to say something.”

“Oh,” Twilight replied, the confusion in her tone replaced with curiosity. “What’s up?”

My grip tightened on the phone. “I just… I think you’re doing an amazing job. With everything. I know it’s a lot, and I know you’ve got so much on your mind, but… don’t push yourself too far, okay?”

There was silence on the other end for a moment, and I almost wondered if the call had dropped.

“Uh… okay?” she said finally, her voice laced with confusion. “Is that everything?”

Is that everything?

It wasn’t. Not by a long shot. But what else could I say? That I was struggling to figure out my place in all of this? That every time I looked at her, I saw someone so far beyond me that it scared me to even think I could matter to her in the way I wanted to?

“Yes, Twilight,” I said after a moment, forcing my voice to stay calm. “That’s all. Have a good sleep, okay? And… tell Applejack the same.”

There was a pause, and then, “Alright. Goodnight” her tone carryied a hint of confusion.

“Goodnight” I murmured, and before she could say anything else, I ended the call.

The phone fell from my hand, landing on the bed with a soft thud. For a long moment, I just stood there, staring at it like it might explode.

What am I even doing?

The question echoed again, louder this time. I ran a hand over my face, my fingers pressing hard against my temples. This wasn’t the time. Not for me, not for her. Whatever was going on with the sirens, it was bigger than anything I could fix. They needed Twilight focused, not distracted by me and my mess of feelings.

“I’ll talk to Sunset” The words felt hollow. But not now. Not yet. Not until all of this was over, until the sirens were dealt with and things had settled down.

For now, all I could do was wait. Wait and hope that when the time finally came, I’d have the courage to say how I really felt.

Two days had passed.

The girls had been training non-stop for the Battle of the Bands, their determination filling every note they sang and every strum of their instruments. I stayed by their side, watching from the sidelines with Sunset, offering quiet support where I could.

But things weren’t the same between Sunset and me.

I’ve pulled back from her, and it wasn’t hard to tell that she noticed. The way she was looking at me,searching, questioning. She tried to talk to me, more than once or twice, but every time I found some excuse to keep things short. A quick response here, a shrug there.

It wasn’t fair to her, I knew that, but it was the only way I could keep my thoughts straight with that i allwats caught the flicker of sadness in her eyes whenever I brushed her off. It was a small thing, a moment of hurt that she tried to hide.

It has to be this way, I told myself at least for now.

With that the day of the Battle of the Bands finally arrived and the school was alive with energy. The gym had been transformed into a stage, lights and speakers set up to make it feel like a real concert venue. Students milled around, excitedly chatting and sizing up the competition.

The Rainbooms were ready. I could see it in their eyes as they gathered near the stage, instruments in hand and determination etched into their faces. This was their moment, their chance to fight back against the Dazzlings and whatever spell they had cast over the school.

Sunset stood beside me, watching the girls tune their instruments and go over their setlist one last time. She glanced at me, her gaze lingering as if she wanted to say something. But I didn’t meet her eyes. Instead, I kept my focus on the stage, pretending I didn’t notice.

The first round was about to start, and the Rainbooms were up against Snips and Snails. Free first win i guess.

The two boys shuffled onto the stage, their movements were awkward and stiff. They each carried a microphone, and the backing track they had chosen started with a jarring beat that sounded like something out of a poorly mixed video game soundtrack.

Their “rap.” It was… well, “bad” didn’t even begin to cover it. Their rhymes were offbeat, their lyrics nonsensical, and their delivery lacked any semblance of rhythm. Snails waved his arms wildly, while Snips tried and failed to look confident.

“Yo, yo, check it out!” Snips shouted, his voice cracking halfway through.

“We’re the best, don’t even try"
"Gonna win this thing, yeah, we’ll fly!”

The audience cringed collectively, a few scattered laughs breaking out as their performance dragged on.

“I don’t even think they know what they’re saying.”

Sunset, despite everything, chuckled softly beside me. “At least they’re enthusiastic?”

"Yea right."

Snips and Snails, meanwhile, strutted off the stage with the confidence of rock stars, as if their performance hadn’t been a complete train wreck.

“Try to beat that!” Snips sneered, shooting the Rainbooms a smug look.

However, simply standing there would be far better than their rap.The girls looked at each other, already gathered at the side of the stage. Rainbow Dash folded her arms across her chest and snorted. “Yeah, sure,”

However, before they could take their places on stage, Rarity showed up out of nowhere, holding a bag of clothes and nearly beaming with anticipation.

“Darlings!” she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling. “I have the most fabulous addition to our performance!”

With a dramatic flourish, she unzipped the bag, revealing a collection of elaborate costumes, sparkling outfits adorned with sequins, feathers, and an unnecessary amount of glitter.

“What… is that?” Applejack asked, her expression caught somewhere between confusion and mild horror.

Rarity held up a shimmering ensemble, the light catching every surface as if it were a disco ball. “It’s our stage presence, darling! Presentation is just as important as the music itself.”

“No, it’s not,” Rainbow Dash said bluntly, folding her arms. “We’re here to win with our music, not blind everyone with glitter.”

Rarity gasped, clutching the costume dramatically. “You simply don’t understand the importance of aesthetics!”

“We don’t have time for this,” Applejack said, shaking her head. “Let’s just get up there and sing. We still have bigger fish to fry, remember? The Dazzlings?”

There was a noticeable tension between them, but at last Rarity gave in and sighed in disappointment as she put her outfits back in the bag. Adn the Rainbooms took their places on stage, the lights dimming as the crowd settled down. The first notes of their song, Shake Your Tail, filled the gym, an upbeat and energetic tune meant to get everyone moving. But something felt… off.

At first, everything was subtle—a flickering light here, a strange noise there. However, the sabotage became increasingly obvious as the song went on. By shouting over the music and disrupting their beat, the audience members were purposefully heckling them. Half of the stage was in shadow after one student even tripped the lighting controls.

Pinkie Pie’s drumsticks were suddenly missing, forcing her to improvise with pencils she’d grabbed from her backpack. Fluttershy’s tambourine mysteriously went out of tune, i didn't know that's even possible and Applejack’s microphone crackled with feedback every time she sang.

Rather than applauding, the audience was full with laughs and jeers. I looked around the audience and saw students who were obviously trying to ruin the show. As the commotion developed, a group at the rear continued to whisper to one another while grinning.

Through it all, the Rainbooms pushed forward, their determination evident even as everything seemed to go wrong. Sunset and I stood off to the side, watching helplessly as the performance spiraled into disaster.

“They’re sabotaging us,” Sunset muttered, her jaw tight.

“Yeah,” I agreed, my fists clenching at my sides. “But why? Who would—”

I didn’t need to finish the sentence. The answer was obvious. The Dazzlings.

The Rainbooms completed the song in spite of the confusion, their last notes echoing into an uncomfortable quiet. The atmosphere was far from the triumphant moment the girls had planned for, as the audience burst into laughing and sporadic clapping.

They won the round, even with that.

Maybe the judges were blinded by the sheer effort the Rainbooms had put in, or maybe they saw through the sabotage. Either way, the Rainbooms were moving on to the next round.

When the girls exited the stage, their faces showed a mixture of weariness and annoyance. Rainbow Dash paced furiously, screaming about the sabotage, while Rarity grumbled something about how her clothes could have saved them.

Sunset approached them, her voice steady but firm. “You did the best you could, and that’s what matters. We’ll figure out how to stop the Dazzlings, but for now, you need to stay focused. They want to throw you off your game, and you can’t let them win.”

I nodded, but an idea had already started forming in my mind, reckless and impulsive. “I’ll look into it,” I murmured, already turning toward the door.

“No!” Sunset’s voice rose, and before I could take another step, her hand grabbed my arm, her grip firm. “Don’t even think about this,” she said, her tone desperate, almost pleading.

I paused and looked back at her. I hesitated for a second because I could see the worry in her eyes. But I couldn't stay because of the resolve that had grown inside of me during the last few days.

Abruptly, I shrugged her hand away. I responded in a low but determined voice, "Don't"

The way she looked at me then, as if I had pulled something delicate between us, drove a piercing aching through my chest. She opened her mouth as though to speak, but nothing came out. Behind her, the girls stood, their expressions a mix of confusion and shock.

I pushed past them, ignoring the way Sunset's eyes followed me, full of hurt that I lacked the confidence to confront.

The gym doors creaked as I entered the hall. My breaths came in quick bursts, and my heart pounded. I had no strategy, just an intense want to do something.

And that’s when I saw them.

The Dazzlings were standing just outside the gym, their presence unmistakable. Adagio was in the center, her confident smirk firmly in place, flanked by Aria and Sonata.Finally i know they names, they needed to fill the form and their names were on there. They were waiting, like they’d known I would come out.

“You won’t win, you know that?” I said, my voice steady, even though my hands clenched into fists at my sides.

Adagio laughed—a low, mocking sound that echoed in the empty space between us.

“And who’s going to stop us? You?”

She took a step forward, her sharp eyes narrowing. “Someone with more magic inside him than anyone here, and yet…” She trailed off, her smirk widening. “You’re doing nothing.”

“What are you talking about?” my voice was sharper now, though there was a tremor beneath it.

Adagio tilted her head, feigning curiosity. “You know what im talking about. That’s… adorable.” She exchanged a glance with Aria, who rolled her eyes but smirked all the same.

“What do you mean, more power than anyone?” I asked again, louder this time.

Adagio’s expression turned almost pitying. “You could end this at any moment,” she said, stepping closer. “You could defeat us, right here, right now. But you let others do the job for you. Why is that?”

“I—what?” What does she mean? I don't know how to pony up on command it happend only like 2 times, even if i wanted i can't defeat them now.

Aria’s smirk grew as she stepped up beside Adagio. “Maybe it’s because you don’t know how to use it, or maybe you’re just too scared.”

Adagio drew in. “It doesn’t matter. We should take care of you now—while you’re useless.”

Adagio straightened, turning to Aria. “Do your job.”

Aria moved closer, tossing her hair and wearing a look of contempt. Then the most ethereally lovely sound I had ever heard came out of her mouth as she opened it.

It was something more profound and primordial than simply music. The song tore at me, echoing in my chest as if it were tearing me apart from the inside out. I clutched my head as a burning sensation spread behind my eyes as my legs gave way and I sank to the ground.

My fingers tangled in my hair, gripping it tightly as if that could somehow anchor me. The song was everywhere—inside my mind, my soul, like it was trying to tear them both to shreds.

“WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!”

Galaxia spoke not only to me? It echoed like a thunderclap as it raged from inside me. With a righteous rage that rocked me to my core, it was strong and feminine.

Suddenly, the hall surrounding us changed. Everything darkened as a whirlwind of colors formed around me. It was a whirlwind of stars and nebulae that accelerated until we felt imprisoned in the eye of a cosmic tornado.

Aria hesitated for a second, her voice faltering slightly, but she refocused and poured more of her magic into her song. The song became sharper, piercing through the storm like a blade, but it was insufficient.

“Who do you think you are”

The voice thundered again

“Trying to hurt my son?”

The swirling storm exploded with light, creating a kaleidoscope of hues and cosmic designs that spread outwards. Then, out of the confusion, a shape began to form.

It began as a shimmer, like a ripple on the surface of a pond. Then it enlarged, solidifying into the silhouette of a pony, a gigantic, majestic figure with wings that seemed to embrace the entire sky and a horn that sparkled with an unreal brilliance.

Her mane flowed like stardust and nebulae. Her presence was overwhelming, both beautiful and dreadful. She peered down at Aria, her eyes filled with a cold, unwavering wrath.

Adiago spoke, with fear in her eyes "No... you were only a myth.."

Aria tried to hold her ground, her song rising in pitch and intensity, but the alicorn’s presence was unshakable. The storm raged on, colors spinning faster and faster, but the alicorn stood in its center, unmoved, as if the chaos bent to her will.

“You think that will stop me?”

The voice demanded, dripping with disdain.

The alicorn's horn became brighter, and a beam of cosmic light struck the gem on Aria's necklace. A crack rang through the air, and Aria's singing came to an abrupt stop. She staggered backward, holding the fractured jewel, her expression a mix of shock and panic.

The storm didn’t stop. The alicorn turned her gaze to Adagio and Sonata, who were frozen in place, their faces pale.

“You will not harm him again, or you will suffer the same fate” Galaxia said, her voice quieter now but no less powerful.

And then, as quickly as it had begun, the storm began to subside. The whirling colors faded, the winds stopped, and the alicorn's shape shimmered again before disappearing completely.

For a minute, there was silence. Aria remained on the ground, her gem with a large break and several little ones, while Adagio and Sonata stood still, their expressions sheer astonishment and horror.

“SO NOW YOU START DOING SOMETHING?” Adiago roared, her words dripping with venom. “WHEN ONLY YOUR LIFE IS ON THE LINE? You selfish piece of shit!”

Her words stung, but I was too exhausted to respond. My body refused to move, shaking with tiredness. I could scarcely lift my head to see them drag Aria off the ground. They turned and stormed into the gym, their steps hurried and frantic.

"QUICK MAYBE THE MAGIC FROM THE STUDENTS CAN REPAIR IT" Adiago shouted.

I attempted to push myself up, but my limbs felt like lifeless weight."NO, they are vulnerable now, we ca-"

Every nerve in my body shouted for slumber and relief, yet none came. My head throbbed, and I heard the distant sound of agitated voices. It was difficult to understand what they were saying since it was muffled, as if I were underwater.

Then followed a crisp, unmistakable sound: a slap. The crack resonated across the air, temporarily silencing the conversations. Rainbow Dash said something, but I couldn't hear it through the haze. My head was swirling with fractured sights and sounds, and I couldn't put anything together.

The next thing I felt was a hand beneath my back, raising me gently but firmly. I pulled my eyes open and saw her. Sunset. Her eyes were crimson and gleaming as she stared down at me, smeared with tears. Her tears flowed on my face, warm against the cold I felt deep within.

Her look was a mixture of sorrow and resolve, and her hands trembled as she supported me. I wanted to reassure her, but my voice failed me.

Everything around me became blurry, and the only thing I could focus on was her face. The world appeared to tilt, slipping into darkness, but first I heard her whisper something. I couldn't understand the words, but the tone was filled with caring.

Then, everything went black.

The space surrounding me was oppressive, an expanse of infinite stars that pulsed slightly in the darkness, echoing like a heartbeat. I stood there, unsure of what was genuine and what wasn't.

“YOU WERE RECKLESS.”

The words resonated sharply and unforgivingly in the hollow space. I glanced around, and there she was again... my mother. Or, more specifically, her pony form, which I had just seen a moment ago. The majestic, towering Alicorn stood in front of me, radiating power and authority, but her eyes were filled with rage.

“YOU WENT TO FAR”

Her voice trembling with a mix of fury and disappointment.

“Your actions... they can attest to nothing but recklessness. You were meant to lead them, not sacrifice yourself like that. What would’ve happened if I hadn’t interfered? ”

Her words slammed into me, guilt washing over me in waves. I opened my mouth to respond, but she continued, stepping closer, her expression hard and unyielding.

“What were you thinking? Tell me! What would you have done if I hadn’t been there to stop it? Would you have fought them? Beaten them?” Her voice rose, her wings flaring out as her frustration boiled over.

“Are you insane, my son?"

I staggered back, her anger hitting me harder than anything Adagio had said. My voice cracked as I stammered out, “W-what could I do? It was the least I could do—”

“THE LEAST?” she interrupted, her tone icy and incredulous.

“And what, pray tell, did you think would come of it? You think sacrificing yourself would solve anything? Do you even understand the weight of what you’ve done?”

Her words struck a nerve, and something inside me snapped. “What was I supposed to do?” I shouted back. “They were going to hurt everyone! I had to do something! I couldn’t just stand there and watch!”

“AND THAT’S WHY YOU FAILED!” she roared, her voice shaking the stars around us. “I TOLD YOU TO SPEAK WITH TWILIGHT. TO SEEK GUIDANCE FROM THOSE WHO CARE FOR YOU. WHY DIDN’T YOU LISTEN?”

“BECAUSE IT DIDN’T MAKE SENSE!” I yelled, my voice breaking under the strain. “I can’t ask everyone to solve my problems for me! I had to act! I had to—”

“AND IT IS BECAUSE OF THAT STUBBORNNESS THAT I HAD TO SAVE YOU!” she shouted louder, her voice filled with an anguish I’d never heard from her before.

The stars around us swirled violently, and my head began to spin. My chest heaved, and I tried to form words, but they stuck in my throat. The mother I’d known—soft, kind, understanding—was nowhere to be found. This was someone else, someone I didn’t recognize.

“M-mom... why are you being like this?” I said weakly, my voice trembling. “I thought... I thought you would understand. I didn’t know what I was thinking, okay? I didn’t mean to—”

“Didn’t mean to?” she repeated, her tone softer but no less pained. “Do you think that excuses your actions? Do you think your intentions are enough to undo the damage you nearly caused?”

Tears pricked my eyes, and I looked down, unable to meet her gaze. “I didn’t know what else to do,”

Her eyes flared, burning brighter than any star I had ever seen, and the sheer force of her fury made my chest tighten. When she spoke, her voice cracked the very fabric of this space, thunderous and raw with pain.

“DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT FUTURE AWAITED YOU IF I HADN’T USED MY POWER?” she roared, her wings unfurling like the tempest itself. The stars around us began to spin violently, as though reflecting the chaos inside her.

I couldn’t respond. My throat was dry, and my heart was pounding in my ears.

“DO YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD HAVE HAPPENED TO THOSE GIRLS?” she continued, stepping closer, her every word a dagger of truth.

“IF THE SIRENS HAD TAKEN CONTROL OF YOU? DO YOU?”

My knees buckled under the weight of her words, and I dropped to the ground, clutching my head as though it would block out the sound. “Stop…” I choked out, but she wasn’t listening.

“MY POWER IS SUPPRESSED BY UMBRA, EVEN AFTER MY DEATH,” she bellowed, her voice trembling with anger and grief. “AND YOUR BODY? YOUR OWN BODY SUPPRESSES ME TOO! EVEN I WOULD HAVE BEEN POWERLESS TO INTERVENE ONCE THEY HAD YOU!”

Her words slammed into me like a tidal wave, each one carving deeper into the pit of guilt in my chest.

“No,” I muttered, shaking my head. “No, that can’t be…”

But she didn’t stop. She wouldn’t stop.

“NO, YOU WILL LISTEN!” she cried, her voice cracking with raw emotion. “YOU NEED TO HEAR THIS SO YOU WILL NEVER OBJECT TO ME AGAIN! IF I HADN’T INTERVENED, IF YOU HAD FALLEN TO THEM, THE GIRLS WOULD HAVE DIED!”

My stomach churned, and I felt like I couldn’t breathe.

“BUT OH NO IT WOULDN’T HAVE BEEN A NORMAL DEATH” she continued, her voice was somehow heavier, dripping with sorrow.

“NO. THEY WOULD HAVE SUFFERED. EACH AND EVERY ONE OF THEM WOULD HAVE BEEN TORTURED, BROKEN, UNTIL THEIR LAST BREATH. MAYBE YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO USE YOUR MAGIC BUT THE SIRENS WOULD MADE YOU FIGURE IT OUT”

Tears streamed down my face, hot and relentless, as her words painted a picture too horrific to comprehend.

“And Sunset?” she said, her voice breaking now, the anger giving way to anguish. “Sunset would have suffered the worst fate of all. SHE WOULD HAVE DIED BY YOUR OWN HANDS!”

“No…” I whispered, shaking my head violently. “No, I wouldn’t—”

“YES, YOU WOULD!” she shouted, her voice cracking with despair. “DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS? SHE, THE ONE WHO TRUSTED YOU, WHO SAW THE GOOD IN YOU, WHO LOVE YOU SHE WOULD HAVE DIED TO THE PERSON WHO SAVED HER!”

I couldn’t stop the sob that tore from my chest, raw and guttural. I fell forward, my hands trembling against the cold, invisible floor beneath me.

“How could you say that?” I cried, my voice barely audible through the tears. “How could you believe I’d do that?”

“It’s not about what you believe.

“It’s about what could have happened. The Sirens’ power would have twisted you into a monster. They would have turned your love into hatred, your strength into their weapon. And once they had you, there would have been nothing left of the boy I love. Only a puppet, wielded to destroy everything you hold dear.”

Her words hit me like a thousand blades, each one sharper than the last.

“I never wanted this…” I whispered, my voice broken. “I never wanted any of this…”

Her form, luminous and translucent, appeared to flicker for a brief while, as if her very presence was linked to my frail determination. But her eyes—those penetrating, cosmic eyes that had previously looked at me with nothing but warmth—were now filled with disappointment.

“No,” I muttered, my hands balling into fists. No, I can’t lose myself. I won’t

“THEN WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME?” i shouted to her, i switched my overwhelming sadness to fury, this wasn't only my fault. “WHY DIDN’T YOU SAY SOMETHING?”

“Why should I?” she shot back, “Was it going to make a difference? You were going to act like this, weren’t you?”

But she faltered, her wings drooping ever so slightly, but her gaze didn’t waver. “I… I would’ve helped you” she stammered, though her tone wavered, her confidence splintering. “I would’ve—”

“Helped me?” I laughed bitterly, the sound hollow and sharp in the vast emptiness around us. “You mean controlled me. Commanded me. You’re so wise, right? So powerful? Then why didn’t you destroy the rest of their gems too? Why didn’t you stop all of this before it started?”

Her face twisted into a mix of pain and anger, the glow of her form flickering wildly. “It’s not my story, son”

“It’s yours. You think I can just wave my hoof and make everything better? That’s not how this works! You need to lead your own way”

“Don’t turn this back on me!” I yelled. “You keep talking like you’re here to guide me, but you don’t trust me! You didn’t even give me the chance to figure this out on my own! You just swoop in when you feel like it, throwing your power around like you’re better than everyone else!”

Her wings flared open, and for the first time, she raised her voice not in anger, but in anguish. “I had to intervene! You don’t understand, you couldn’t understand—”

“Then explain it!” I shouted, stepping forward, my fists trembling at my sides. “If you’re so much wiser, so much better than me, then why didn’t you just tell me from the start? Why keep me in the dark? Why wait until now to act like you care?”

She took a step back, her eyes wide with something that looked almost like fear. “Because…” she whispered, her voice breaking. “Because I wanted you to be better than me. I didn’t want you to make the same mistakes I did.”

“And yet here we are,” I said bitterly, my voice shaking. “You’re no different than them. You think you can just manipulate me into doing what you want. Well, I’m done. I’m done being your puppet.”

Her face fell, I saw the faintest shimmer of tears in her eyes. She looked at me as though I had just shattered her world. “You think I’m proud of this?” she asked softly, her voice trembling. “You think I wanted this for you? To watch you suffer, to see you fall apart? I thought… I thought I was helping you.”

“Well, you weren’t,” I said, the words cutting like a knife.

Her glow dimmed further, and she took another step back. For a moment, I thought she might disappear altogether. But instead, she straightened, her expression hardening. “If you think you’re so capable, so prideful, then fine,” she said, her voice icy and distant. “Lead the way. Make your own choices. But don’t you dare say I didn’t try.”

Her words hung in the air, suffocating in their finality.

“I’m done forcing my guidance on you” she continued, her tone now eerily calm, though her eyes betrayed the heartbreak she was trying to hide. “Consider this my goodbye for now, son. I will only intervene if your life is on the line. But today… today you’ve cut the line.”

Her wings folded around her as she began to fade, the light dimming until only her voice remained.

“Consider this my goodbye for the easier way.”

And then she was gone.

The weight of her absence hitting me like a physical blow. The void around me felt colder, darker, emptier than it ever had before. My chest heaved with silent sobs, my mind racing with everything I’d said, everything I’d done.

Had I just pushed her away for good? Had I made the biggest mistake of my life?

The silence answered me with nothing but the echo of my own guilt.

Author's Note

WOAH, i think its my 2 or favorite chapter, i added a colored text this, the 2 colors are galaxia the same person is talking, if someone would ask. Yeah, maybe mh made a mistake trying to do something about them alone, but he had enaugh of his mother, he didn't followed her once, and there she was blaming him for one mistake, but wasn't he just a puppet in her plan? Have fun reading. Annnnd i almost forgot, only in that scenes will be colored text, i think it looks weird if only 2-3 of a thausand words are colored annnd galaxia said his goodbye for now... but will she really not intervere?