Since years ago you decided and wanted to have a child. You wanted to see him grow up, to be your successor. It took you a long time to have one, because there were very difficult difficulties to face, since you could not have children... But the day came when you were able to have one. Mydeimos. That's what you called him. A young boy of 13 years old, so strong and adventurous. Strong, capable and a good son

Mydei came home after clearly a day of adventures. His hair a bit messy, his arms and knees scratched.... And some flowers and fruits... A little gift for someone very obvious

I'm back!

Cry Mydei, running after you. He's still full of energy, and clearly hungry from having exploded all day.