Kael barely had time to catch his breath when Elion tilted her head to the side, her eyes sparkling with a mischievous malice—not malice, but that childish mischief of someone who loves to tease just to see the reaction.

She smiled slowly.

Very slowly.

"You're overthinking, my love."

Kael froze.

"W-who's overthinking?? Me?? No—no—I didn't think anything!"

Elion brought her face closer to his like a curious cat, her smile widening.

"Oh, so you didn't think anything?"

Her voice came softly, melodiously, almost sung.

"Funny… because I heard every single word."

Kael paled instantly.

"Heared what exactly?? Because I didn't—I didn't—you're imagining things!!"

She giggled—the most dangerous giggle in the world: sweet, innocent, completely devoid of limits. "Kael," she sighed, stroking his cheek, "I'm your mother. I hear everything that goes through that beautiful little head of yours since you were born."

"THAT'S THE PROBLEM!!"

Elion laughed again, charmed by her son's mental chaos like someone watching a funny little creature trying to escape its own reflection.

"I don't mind, darling. I love hearing your thoughts. All of them."

She brought her face even closer—so close that Kael instinctively recoiled.

"Even the clumsy ones. Even the shy ones. Even the ones you try to hide but I know are quite perverted."

Kael clapped his hands in the air, trying to salvage any dignity.

"M-mom, for the love of any sensible entity, I did NOT come here to—to—for whatever you're implying!"

Elion blinked slowly, crossing his arms with that adorable 'convince me' posture.

"Didn't you come?"

"Of course not!"

Kael ran a hand over his face, trembling.

"I came to talk about something serious. Very serious. Like—like 'the world is going to end,' seriously!"

Damn it, as soon as I start talking to her I turn into a child! What a mess!

Elion stopped.

His smile didn't fade, but there was a flicker.

A subtle vibration, like a silent lightning bolt under the skin.

"…The world is going to end?"

His voice was still light—but the air around him was already charged with chaotic energy.

"Not literally—yet—but it could get there!"

Kael's eyes widened.

"And I need to tell you something. Before someone else tells you first. Or before you find out on your own and destroy… everything."

Elion blinked again—and this time the glint in his pupils changed color.

Kael knew that glint.

The glint of "if anyone hurt my son, I'll become a geological problem."

Kael entered the house.

That house that smelled of impossible flowers, golden resin, raw magic, and nostalgia. Everything there seemed alive, stitched together from his own memories.

The walls whispered.

The windows sighed.

The floor creaked like a beating heart.

Elion sat on the sofa as if landing on a cloud, crossing his legs with childlike lightness. Still with that radiant smile, he patted the side.

"Come on, my little ray of sunshine. Sit down. Tell me everything."

Kael swallowed hard, sat down slowly, and ran a hand through his hair.

"Okay… but promise you'll listen to me without exploding?"

Elion put his finger to his chin, theatrically.

"Exploding things is so… relative."

"Promise, Mom."

She sighed, dramatically exaggeratedly. "Okay. I promise not to explode… too much."

That was the most he could manage.

Kael took a deep breath.

"The Kingdom of Skaldi has fallen."

Elion blinked once.

"It was taken over by the Black Witches."

She blinked again.

Kael waited for the explosion.

The rage.

The storm.

The house trembling.

But…

Nothing.

Elion yawned.

Yawned.

Kael almost choked.

"Uh… did you understand what I said??"

"Yes, yes."

She fiddled with her hair, bored.

"Black Witches. Kingdom of Skaldi. Domination. Tragedy. Screams. Tacky black clothes. I get it."

"…AND THAT'S ALL?!"

She shrugged.

"Kael, my love, you speak as if this were… important."

Elion chuckled softly.

"The Black Witches have existed since before you were born. I've always known about them."

"And you did NOTHING?!"

"Why?"

She tilted her head, genuinely confused.

"They were never a real threat. Not to me. Not to you. To be honest… they're so weak that I even forget they exist."

Kael blinked, stunned.

He expected fury.

Hatred.

Revenge.

But Elion seemed…

…bored.

"But—but— they conquered an entire kingdom!"

"Yes."

She nodded indifferently.

"So what? Kingdoms are fragile. Rulers are cowardly. Black Witches are opportunistic. Let them play 'we're fearsome' for a few years… and they turn to dust when someone real shows up."

Kael blinked again.

"Mom?? They're powerful. VERY powerful."

Elion laughed like he'd heard the best joke of the month.

"Oh, dear… maybe for you, but for me and your grandmother… they're jokes."

She touched his chest, right in the center.

"If you came to tell me you're going to Skaldi to sort this out… you can go. It's good training."

Kael froze.

The sentence hit him like a bucket of ice water.

"Training?"

He raised his hands, indignant.

"Mother, Skaldi is under control! Corrupted living frost! The king in hiding! Black witches everywhere! This isn't training, this is—"

"A playground."

Elion smiled as if offering a vacation.

"A great place to test your limits. To make a mess. To let loose."

She looked at him with absolute affection… and a dangerously proud expression.

"You're strong, Kael. But you're still trapped. Overthinking. Holding back too much. And Skaldi…"

She snapped her fingers; a spark of Chaos danced.

"…is perfect for you to unleash what you've been holding back."

Kael felt his stomach churn.

"This isn't letting go… this is destroying a kingdom!"

Elion smiled innocently.

"Only if you want to destroy."

She tilted her head.

"I never said you needed to kill everyone. Just… have fun."

Kael looked at the ceiling.

"Your concept of 'fun' involves collapsing realities…"

"Details."

And then—the mischievous smile softened.

It became something deeper.

Almost magical.

"My love… I trust you."

Kael froze.

She said it with such certainty…

As if he were inevitable.

As if there wasn't the slightest chance of failure.

As if destiny was already within him.

"Do you really think I can handle this?"

Elion cupped his face in both hands.

The touch was warm.

Familiar.

Irrationally comforting.

"Kael… my sweet Chaos… you were born for this."

She smiled—small, sincere.

"You've always been stronger than any Black Witch dreams of being. You just haven't realized it yet."

Kael looked away, uncomfortable.

"…I still think you're being lenient. They kidnapped the king, destroyed the north… they're spreading."

She pouted.

"Yeah, yeah. Boring work. Nothing creative. Boring."

Kael sighed.

"I'm serious."

"Me too."

The silence weighed heavily.

Then Elion leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with Chaos.

"Now… tell me."

She rested her chin on her hands.

"What do you want to do?"

Kael swallowed hard.

"Me…?"

"Yes." She patted his knee. "Mom's been dripping with lust ever since she read your perverted thoughts. Why don't we go to the bedroom?"

"M-mother, we can't do this now... I came to talk about something serious..."

Elion laughed, a husky, sensual laugh. She stood up from the sofa and walked over to Kael, her hips swaying. When she got close, she bent down and kissed his neck, making his skin tingle.

"Oh, darling... we already know you want it. Your thoughts don't lie."

Kael shuddered, trying to resist, but her closeness excited him greatly.

Elion continued kissing his neck, moving up his cheek to his ear. She sucked on it and gave a light nibble, making Kael gasp.

"Come on, my handsome boy... let your mother show you what a real woman is like." With a seductive smile, she began to unbutton Kael's pants.

Kael relaxed, finally giving in to temptation. Elion smiled at his success, continuing to undress him. In no time, she had his penis exposed, erect and throbbing.

Elion licked his lips, looking at it covetously. "Mmm... delicious."

Without hesitation, she took his penis into her mouth, sucking the glans eagerly. Kael groaned loudly, feeling the warmth and moisture of his mother's mouth envelop his member.

She sucked it skillfully, moving up and down with long, tight strokes. Kael sank into the sofa, feeling his head spin with pleasure.

Elion continued sucking, her hand moving in sync with her mouth. She massaged his balls and caressed the shaft, stimulating every inch of his penis.

Soon Kael was snoring loudly, his body trembling. Elion intensified her movements, savoring his taste.

With a loud groan, Kael reached his climax, ejaculating his semen into his mother's eager mouth. She swallowed it all, washing every drop with her tongue, as a reward for finally giving in.

Kael sighed, sinking into the sofa with exhausted satisfaction. Elion smiled mischievously, giving his penis one last kiss before standing up.

"Well, Mommy's dripping with lust." With a mischievous smile, she began to take off her apron.

The fabric slipped off her shoulders and fell to the floor, revealing a low-cut blouse that barely covered her ample breasts. Elion approached Kael slowly, her hips swaying in a sensual rhythm.

She stopped right in front of him, so close that Kael could feel the heat of her body.

"So… my beautiful son… are you just going to watch?" She winked with a mischievous and provocative expression.

'How am I going to resist this…' Kael said, watching his mother's pussy dripping with lust as she slowly climbed onto his lap.

"It's been a while since this big cock went back to mommy's womb," she said, holding his member and guiding it towards her entrance. "Welcome back, my love," she said before sitting down hard on Kael's cock.

"Mnnn 3" She moaned as she felt his cock kissing her womb, "I missed my baby so much."