Mutter – Rammstein
Kuja never did have a family. The only mother he ever knew was the artificial womb of the stasis chamber from which he was born, and even then, he had not yet been sentient. He had no father. He outright refused to refer to Garland as such. The very thought of it made him sick, and he would guess that Garland thought the same. Garland cared no more for Kuja than for a tool, and Kuja despised his creator with all of his soul. He supposed it could be said that he had a brother, but not in the usual sense. To be sure, he and Zidane shared the same creator... But there was no genetic mother and father to tie them together, nor was there any closeness between them.
Sometimes, he wondered whether the circumstances of his birth were a blessing or a curse. Wondered at the stories of a mother's love, the tales of such women loving their children in any circumstance, even so much as to die for them. Wondered just what it would be like to have someone like that; a mother who nurtured and healed and supported... But such things were only gilded fantasies. Fables. In reality, there was no magical bond, no limitless love that came from family. Only in the saccharine world of fiction did such things exist. He had seen reality. Wives leaving husbands, fathers beating children, siblings warring against each other... If this was family, he wanted no part of it.