Kapitel 492: You Don't Deserve This

In the eerie stillness that followed Agonon's revelation, the air itself seemed to pause, waiting for the world to realign under the weight of his words, "It's me...mother."

His voice, a gravely echo from the abyss, carried both the torment of his transformation and the undeniable truth of his identity. 

It was a sound that reverberated through Lysandra's very soul, a beacon of hope amidst the despair that had enveloped her world. 

Tears, born of countless nights of sorrow and longing, welled up in Lysandra's eyes, blurring her vision as a trembling smile, tinged with both joy and heartache, blossomed on her face.

His voice wasn't the same as she remembered and there was something different about not only his voice but even his eyes. But she wasn't surprised after looking at what happened to him.