115: What Are You?

Kai’s POV

I felt myself stirring, but I didn't want to open my eyes, I wasn't ready to wake up just yet.

My sleep was so peaceful and this time I was even having a pleasant dream, one where I was running in circles with my mother when she was still alive, a memory that I’d buried under years and years of meting out violent justice because I didn't think I deserved the memories of her, not when she’d be disappointed in the path I’d chosen.

So this once that the memory had come to me own its own accord, I basked in it and I had no intentions of rushing back to face a reality where she was absent. My fierce and brilliant mother who’d trained me in combat at a young age and still showered me with the only genuine love I’d ever experienced in all my life, why would I want to be torn away from her?

No, I wasn’t waking up.

In fact, I adjusted my position and realized that I was resting on an amazingly soft surface so I leaned in even further until my cheeks were perfectly cushioned by it. As