“What…” Syx stared wide-eyed at the blue child that came up on the display. It could have been a baby photo of him… except the shape of the jaw was different, the eye color, the mole that reminded him so much of…
He stared open mouthed at the female Megamind, “Your son… your biological son? I…” he looked back and forth between the picture and her in shock. It had been the last thing he’d expected to see, “… how?”
“It’s a rather long story, but yes. My biological son.” Getting into the specifics with someone new to the situation seemed unlikely to help matters, and beyond that Megamind knew better than to explain too much. “The work wasn’t that difficult.”
Far from it, honestly, and there’s a small smile on her face at the reference.
Syx was still in too much awe to fully process what he was being told, eyes locked on the picture of the boy, “A new generation… not the last…”
Suddenly it was too much. The emotions of the day, the stress he’d been under. Eyes beginning to water, Syx wrapped his arms around himself. He wasn’t the last of his kind. A woman, a blue woman with a blue son, sat before him. Not alone. Never before had he realized just how lonely of a burden that thought had truly been.
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