142 Isis 3 (1/2)

Once Lady Isis finally removed her hand from Jodye's forehead she looked at him extremely deeply. Jodye observed her reaction carefully, his face stoic. She seemed to be struggling a bit with something, but her eyes sound turned resolute.

”Little Joe…I originally believed you were a fallen,” Jodye's faced tensed as he heard his mother's first words, but her next words left him in a sudden stupor, ”You barely qualify as one. I thought it funny that as a Fallen One I would have a son who also became a Fallen One. However, though you are fallen, your situation seems far more complex than my own. If nothing else, you have always been my Jodye from the day of your birth, and that is enough for me.”

Jodye Trill felt warm in his heart. So he was still a fallen then? However, this was no longer an important bit. What was acceptance? What was unconditional love? Jodye felt was probably something like this. However, his eyes quickly narrowed.

Did she say… 'like me'?

”Yes, I am a combat soul who regained control of my soul flame,” Lady Isis spoke slowly, ”After doing so, I sealed the broken Host Soul of Niagara Shu when she was 16-years-old. The moment I took control over from Niagara her entire body changed. This is because the heritage of a pharaoh's bloodline can be made into a soul-line. The moment my soul was unleashed it fully integrated with this form that was already trying to fuse with me. My eyes even awakened proving my lineage. From that day forward, I started to use my name from my previous life Isis Rah. I vowed to return to glory. However, under the insistence of her father. I dropped the surname and continued to use Isis Shu. This was my name until I married your father.”

”Wah…” Jodye Trill was completely stunned. His mother was really a fallen one? ”Wait…mother, you said that Niagara Shu's Host Soul was broken. Why is that?”

”There is truly no need to refer to me as your mother so much...our situation is unique to our clan. Refer to me as master,” Isis Rah was once again impressed with her son's attention to detail. In spite of such news, he wasn't perturbed or even distracted. Of course, considering the bits of his memory she experienced while searching for answers, this was still understandable. Isis silent for a moment before speaking gently, ”Once I tell you these things…you will be in great danger. However, because you are my son, this was bound to be your fate. Are you truly prepared to hear the answers to your questions?”

”Yes, master!” Jodye Trill nodded his head without hesitation. After all, he had already surrendered all his secrets to this woman. He felt that she should show her sincerity as his mother.

”Fine…” Lady Isis sighed and closed her eyes while lowering herself to sit on Jodye's shoulder.

”As a combat soul, I retained my memories due to my clan's secret arts. I have been watching over Niagara since she first awakened at five years old. Her basic talent was tweaked by my arrangements making her potential outstanding. After living the cozy life of a princess, Niagara Shu was fifteen years old when she first laid eyes on Osiris Trilleck. From that moment forward she was obsessed with him. However, one night during a grand banquet for the Pharaoh Anubis' third daughter, someone slipped a charmed potion into her drink. I remember because after she took the third sip of that cup, everything in her vision became tinted pink.

She could no longer hear my voice. Or rather, she was impossible to speak with, her brain was scrambled and no matter what I said she interpreted something else. At that moment, a handsome man with sinister eyes asked her to dance. However, the name Niagara gave him was mine and not her own! Not only that, the name that Niagra called him was Osiris. However, it wasn't Osiris at all. It was the villain that would soon be known as White Demon, Basalt Congo. Niagara was totally muddled believing herself to be the one she always admired, myself, having a love fantasy with her prince charming. She was truly charmed,” Lady Isis' form trembled as rage colored her face. ”Dark Glamor. That sinister and corrupt ability.”

”Dark Glamor...” Jodye narrowed his eyes. This was the first time he ever heard this term. So this was the source of evil.