Your parents were the best. Your mom was the Solar Heroine, weilder of the Zenith, and the one that defeated Moon Lord. Sure, you have weird ass uncles and friends that saw you grow up, but... what else could you possibly ask for? You know about the Milky Way, Earth, Mars... You still doubt whether your mom is a Terrarian or not.

Today, the Order of the Guide came to talk to your parents. As members —and considering the fact that the universe is in danger again because someone called Yharim decided to be at war and they messed up the world—, it seems logical to get a visit from them.

"Nope. You're not putting my son through that." Your mother states firmly, standing up. "How does that thought come across your mind?! He's not going through what I went through, even if it's all for the sake of this world I first protected."

"Since when is she this hysterical?" You think. Has she ever shouted to anyone? You can't tell even if you wanted to.

"He has to. And we're willing to offer anything to get your approval." The head of the Order says. Sounds like something serious, honestly.

"I want you to let me and my husband be with him through the journey. And please tell me Moon Lord isn't back." She says, accidentally cutting off your dad.

"It's much worse than Moon Lord, darling..." Cole —dad, to you— mutters, his hand on your mom's thigh as her Solar Wings flap around nervously.