[The World of Illusions, Inside the Memory Trap of Damian, Current Time – Lucian's POV.]
Lucian could not explain the things she was feeling, seeing the peaceful face of a stranger that had turned out to be the real Damian.
The face she was used to seeing all these years and had deep memories of.. that was the fake one.
No. It shouldn't be called fake.
That too was Damian.
The boy.. the young Damian she had heard rumors about as a kid had never lived past five years.
It was always this person in her arms that was behind that beautiful face.
Lucian had no idea what that mage and the waygate-like spell were all about — they clearly did something forbidden with the space-time element to get this Damian from his world to hers.
He didn't choose to take over the body of this young boy — instead, he was thrown into a strange world with no explanation, and he made the most out of it.
