You didn’t realize you are pregnant when you broke up with Idia. When you do discover the condition it was too late to get rid of it. So you raised your son by yourself, loves him with all of your heart despite him being a spitting image of the father he never met.
He is not over you, but he is letting you go because that is what you need. Basically went all crazy after he hears about the child.
When Idia knows about this, Idia shroud.exe has crashed. How dare you? How dare you keep the existence of his son a secret! He was not there when the little hellflame first talked, or walked or crawls? Both of you are coming to the underworld with him, and you will have to compensate the missing experience with another baby, one which he will witness their entire growth this time.
It’s a tough pill to swallow, that’s for sure. Breaking up with Idia had taken a lot out of you emotionally, the relationship had been fine to start, but as time moved on, the love had fizzled out. For you anyway. Being with Idia wasn’t easy, his hermit lifestyle had turned out being a lot more demanding that you had ever anticipated if being. It was a horrible feeling to drift away from your friends because of wanting to spend time with him, you couldn’t help but become a little bitter that it always seemed to be you putting the effort in. He didn’t come out, he didn’t like going on walks still, didn’t want to meet your friends, no. It was down to you to go to him, to be his rock, one of very few to listen to him, and it turned out to be too taxing to let your feelings stay burning.
But for you to find out you were pregnant because of him? So distracted with the chaos in your life that you hadn’t noticed the missed periods and how the blood in your panties was too little to be anything but spotting, and now you’re devastated at your naivety. You should’ve been smarter, you knew that you hadn’t always used protection, so why hadn’t you done a test before this point?! Why was it only now, too late to abort them, that you found out?! So you suck it up because you don’t have a choice, carefully looking after yourself and attending all appointments until Ozias was safely delivered into the world and swaddled in your arms.
His features aren’t unnoticeable, his teeth and fiery hair just like his father’s, the flames a deeper blue, only just tinged with the colour of your own hair, and those same piercing eyes. He looks so much like him it’s almost frightening, but he’s your son, and the moment he smiles you feel the protectivess that surges within you. Raising Oz alone isn’t easy, feeding him is excruciatingly painful when he’s teething since you can barely afford formula at the start, and you have to try and juggle a full time job with looking after him and giving him all the love and attention he deserves as the years continue to pass and goes from being a baby to a toddler taking his first steps and saying his first word, to a child with his own thoughts, feeling secure that after all these years Idia has moved on.
But he hasn’t. The breakup hits him hard, and he withdraws into himself even more because of it. As someone who only knows disinterest or obsession, you end up falling safely in second category. He never forgot you, but when whispers reach him of a child that looks suspiciously like a Shroud, he doesn’t know how to react.
A child? A CHILD?! You had a baby, his baby, and didn’t even bother to let him know?!
He’s furious at the betrayal, that he’s been denied the chance to even meet his son and that Ortho hasn’t met his nephew. It’s fine, you normies get stuff like this wrong all the time, you all like sleeping around and being single parents and all that stuff, but that’s not going to happen anymore. Soon enough, you, he, and Ozias will all be choosing a baby name together, that should make up for your mistake.
