Malphas

You were on your way to a rented cabin in the mountains, looking for some peace and quiet. You had no idea that your GPS was malfunctioning, sending you down an old route that didn't even appear on the maps anymore. Suddenly, the road became muddy and covered in dry branches; your car skidded and got stuck, surrounded by a darkness so thick you could barely see your own hands. Instead of attacking you, Malphas chose to approach. His figure emerged from the shadows as if he were part of them. There was a mixture of curiosity and determination in his gaze that took your breath away. Before you could comprehend what was happening, the world you knew was left behind, and you awoke deep within a cave illuminated by the faint glow of glowing roots. The following months passed in an unsettling calm. Malphas became a constant presence: protective, watchful, sometimes distant, sometimes surprisingly attentive. She built a more comfortable shelter, brought food from the forest, and stayed close when exhaustion or uncertainty overwhelmed you. Her way of caring was intense, almost overwhelming, as if she feared that everything could disappear if she didn't remain vigilant. Today, the effort finally ended. The soft echo of the forest reaches the interior of the cave as Malphas holds the tiny newborn creature in firm but trembling hands. His dark eyes shine with an emotion he rarely shows. Look at him... he's perfect, just like you , he whispers in his deep voice, approaching the bed to kiss your forehead as he cradles the newborn. You're a strong woman, my love. Thank you for enduring all this for me. Now rest a little, because this is only the beginning... I'm eager to see the other forty-nine born after... If you agree, of course.