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After putting the clone into mom's room and yet another 1 or more hours for her to wake up, Harry rushed back.

In a rush of anticipation, Harry entered Eva's room, his heart pounding in his chest.

He couldn't help but be captivated by the mesmerizing sight of her rainbow-colored eyes. Closing the door softly behind him, he took cautious steps toward her, their faces drawing closer until their breaths intertwined in the intimate space between them.

With a smile tugging at the corners of his lips, Harry whispered, "I'm kissing you, aunt," and tenderly pressed his lips against hers. To his surprise, Eva didn't resist; it was as if it was too late for her to reject him. In that extraordinary moment, she found herself unable to refuse his affection.

As their kiss lingered, Eva, for the first time, reciprocated his love by gently caressing his lips with her own. Harry's heart pounded like a drum, his emotions swirling in a mix of joy, desire, and uncertainty.

With a face filled with happiness, he whispered against her lips, "Thank you!"

However, their intimate moment was abruptly interrupted as Eva headbutted him, eliciting a small gasp from him.

When he looked back at her, she averted her gaze, her cheeks flushed with a deep blush.

She had already decided. She would be loyal to him till death now—she had a meaning in life that way.

Breaking the silence, she asked with a mix of curiosity and apprehension. "Don't you have a lot to explain?"

She hoped he was a worthy man.

Harry's wry smile persisted as he leaned in, planting a gentle kiss on Eva's cheek.

"Mmm..." he murmured, his mind racing to find the right words to begin his explanation. But before he could utter a single sentence, Eva interjected, her eyes searching his for answers.

"Why do you call me Aunt?" she asked, her tone filled with a mix of confusion and intrigue.

Only some people could call her an Aunt and if they were born yet at all–they wouldn't be old enough to know the word.

Looking into her eyes, Harry's voice carried a sense of certainty as he matter-of-factly responded, "Because you are my Aunt."

Eva's frown deepened, prompting him to continue.

"Actually, this story takes place a bit in the future. So, let's start from the beginning."

With gentle care, Harry scooped Eva into his arms, cradling her like a precious treasure: she was shy but she let him do what he wanted. He had already done everything, what else mattered at this point?

He carried her to the edge of the bed. Slowly, he seated himself, and seated her on his lap,

Looking at her and ensuring she was comfortable, he proceeded to unravel the remarkable tale that had brought him to this moment.

The story through time.

"Aunt, I know what I'm about to share might be difficult to believe, but it's essential that you do," he began, his voice steady yet filled with an undercurrent of excitement. "To put it simply, I am the son of your sister, Emma."

Eva's eyes widened in surprise, her brows knitting together as she tried to process the revelation.

Was it destiny?

Harry continued, his words flowing with a mixture of certainty and wonder.

"You might be wondering how an 18-year-old woman like Emma could have a son who appears to be my age. Well, it's because I've traveled from the future, back to this moment in time. And with the help of certain... methods, I have rapidly grown from an infantile baby into the person you see before you."

Pausing for a moment, Harry allowed the weight of his words to settle. Eva's gaze remained fixed on him, her mind undoubtedly swirling with questions and disbelief.

Gathering his thoughts, he prepared to shed light on the extraordinary circumstances that had led him here.

"Intriguingly, my journey through time was quite the twist of fate that brought me back to this exact point in time. Probably so I could have this moment with you, maybe... Haha."

Eva looked at him with surprise and couldn't accept that as the truth. It was far too ridiculous.

But he slowly explained some stuff and she slowly grew to believe him. Only a time traveller could know some of the details he spoke about.

But then, she asked a question completely unrelated to what he expected:

"Does that mean, Emma has given birth?

If you traveled back to the moment you were born, and into the infantile body of your past, does tha mean Emma has given birth?"

Furrowing his brows, Harry couldn't get what she was saying,

According to his mom, she and her sister Eva were close before Eva ended up going missing mysteriously, But then why didn't Eva even know about his birth now?

In the first place, Why hadn't he seen her before today in his baby form.

Seeing the question in his gaze, she replied with a smile, already having expected it.

"I'm unable to leave my room due to a peculiar illness," Eva explained, her voice tinged with a hint of sadness. "Only my clone possesses the freedom to roam around, but unfortunately, a tragic accident befell my clone soon after I awakened my abilities. It lost both of its legs, from the knees down, and is currently residing in the royal clinic."

Eh? Peculiar illness?What?!

Silent for a moment, Harry turned to his system screen and looked for Eva's status

Eva:

Strength : 0.7

Defense : 0.8

Agility : 0.6

Stamina : 0.5

Soul Limit : 1-7

Abilities: Clone (Limited use ability-No further stages of awakening)

Bloodline: The Lust Dragon

Passive Abilities:

An always active clone.

Curse: ??? (need more information)

Born Dragon Ability:

Puppet Master, Daughter of Barnamuni,

[Master of infinite lives, any creature that has seen your Rainbow eye once and has fallen in love with you becomes your puppet, unless the person knows about the ability beforehand, he is up for you to pick.]

(Ability in a sealed state, the seal hides the ability from potential thieves, while also making the Gifted more vulnerable to falling in love herself, and even more.)

Do you want to unseal it?

-Y\N-)

skimming through the details, Harry was stunned!

Just what the heck was this goddamn overpowered ability?!