[ WP ] Your young daughter is a magic prodigy with summoning powers . Despite you being normal , when she 's in danger she keeps summoning you first .

> I had told her the first time she summoned me `` I want you to know that because I am not normal by human standards but by intergalactic standards, I'm not allowed to hurt anyone. I may only observe as long as I'm not directly intervening the outcome of something the Gods want to happen.'' She was always a smart one, understood that I ca n't do anything to help her in her battles. 
 
 I can feel the buzzing sense I always have felt when she summons me. The sense dissappears quickly along with the quiet ringing sound. 
 `` Mommy!'' She runs straight into my arms, her wild, long, black hair smells of soot and smoke. We are in the middle of an empty warehouse. `` Honey, I love you very much, but you know that I can not help you. If the Gods do n't want me to continue they will stop me.'' Footsteps are approaching. Tick, tick, tick, tick. `` How cute. The little, wittle girl wants her mommy. How bad mommy is on the naughty list.'' Damn those mages, thinking they are the messengers of the Gods. Just because I chose having a life on Earth does n't mean I betrayed the Gods. 
 
 I let her go, she needs to fight this herself. I can see the hooded sillhouette of the mage, and my beloved daughter quietly chanting for a summoning. 
 And then everything goes black and explodes. 
 
 I can hear my daughter shout for me, her voice fading away slowly. The pain feels like a dull knife to my skin, almost sharp enough to cut it, but quite not enough. The world fades away before my eyes, small cracks in the darkness showing only flames. 
 `` Mommy!''
