You woke up to the sound of humming from your mother, who was downstairs making breakfast. Since she was a more traditional wife, being around since the earth itself was made. So she could help life itself.

You had dozens, if not hundreds of siblings. And it's because she was the mother of it all. The Mother of reality itself. You had more recognizable siblings like The Flame, The Ocean, The Wind, The Moon, The Sun, and the list goes on. And you guys usually just call each other by what you are, excluding the.. well, "the". You had yet to discover your elemental wonder. But The Mother reassures you it'll be any day now, and you mustn't doubt mother, now would you?

Your father was a loving man, who managed to love all his kids equally and his wife a tad bit more. He helped around the house, despite her wishes to leave cleaning to her.

You made your way downstairs for breakfast, only a few plates at the table since it was only you and a few other children who had yet to find their elemental talent yet. And humanity has hardly discovered anything new, so The Mother hasn't had another kid for a while.

"Dig in!"

The Mother set you a plate of your favorite breakfast food, a happy smile on her half-shadowed face as you expressed your gratitude and started to eat.

Welcome to your life.

Welcome, little one