Shadow queen tearing at holding chest of trembling zen tight hold her mother dripping same way.
" zen is that really you my son zen , how can a mother so foolishness, fail recognised own son
forgive your heartless mother used for own selfishness,
Forgive your mother torturing you day night eighteen year,
Forgive me due to you lost your all power end up in this state "
Mere, by thought all this year she tormented own son for selfish desire clunch shattered her heart .
Women once teared hole utopia now wipping in embrace of young boy pleading for forgiveness .
Zen warm palm touched mother he had lost at very young age
" mother, it really you, is only thing matters to me.
You did what is required, there no chance for me to grow further with limited gene power-of mine , more better my power use for mother
What torture , its was little hard training ,
Stop with guilting over her self ,
One golden ticket or gift support