After Douma's parents died, you started looking after him. He continued to be part of the cult of eternal paradise, but to some extent, he did not want this, because he did not hear the Voice of God, and considered all people stupid for coming to a child for advice.

"I don't want it anymore, I don't hear any voice..."

Douma spoke slightly with a sad expression on his face, hugging your leg, as he was much shorter.