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Chapter 13 Ignoring the Obstacles
Don't go.
"It was a mistake to have left. What kind of Exalt would I be to leave to safety while the people suffer behind?" Emmeryn argued with a stern face that said her decision was final.
"You have all rights to live Emm! The Halidom may need you, but we need you as well!" Chrom argued, not completely on board with the idea of letting his sister go back to now Plegian ruled Halidom of Ylisse. "There has to be another way!"
"There is no other way, Chrom. I must do this for the people of Ylisse. They need me there more than ever...Please understand. If I could, I would travel with you all to Regna Ferox, but my duty as a ruler of this Halidom stands above my personal feeling."
Who cares about duty or leadership! Just...don't leave!
"The Pegasus knights will accompany the Exalt to the capital. We'll make sure to protect her with our very life." Phila declared with a stern voice.
"I...can never agree with this Emm. You know that." Chrom cooed.
"Me either, Emm! There has to be another way! There just has to!" Lissa joined in to change her sister's mind. "I-If you go, then I'm going with you!" Emmeryn walked over to her little sister and put her reassuring hands on the blondes shaking shoulders.
"Please, stay with Chrom, Lissa. I command it. It is my job as the older sibling to protect my younger siblings. If I can save at least you two, then that will put me at ease."
"B...but...I just don't want to lose you!" Lissa cried as she hung her head low and tears fell one by one. Emmeryn wrapped her arms around her grieving sister and rubbed the back of her blonde hair.
"This will not be our final goodbye, Lissa. This is only a temporary farewell until I see you all again."
Matthew looked away from the scene in front of him. He wanted to scream, to shout, to force Emmeryn not to leave through any means necessary. But no matter how much he wanted to voice his opinion, he knew exactly why he couldn't speak. It was not because of their secret relationship, but because he knew this was the only strategic thing the Exalt and himself could think of.
No matter how you put it, someone needed to stay behind and give the people a shine of hope. If all the royal family were to turn a blind eye to the chaos and leave to save their own lives, the people of Ylisse would never again put their faith or trust in the royal family. The last thing they needed was for the people to lose even an inch of faith in their rulers. Someone needed to be there to guide the people... And that person was Emmeryn.
"Sir Matthew." The tactician looked up from his trance and at the Exalt of Ylisse. She smiled brightly at him and he couldn't bear to look at her serious grey eyes.
Don't look at me with such eyes. I...can't even do anything for you...
"Y-Yes Y-Your Grace?" Matthew stammered while looking away.
"...I'm counting on you to be there for my brother and sister in my absence on and off the battlefield... Can you do that for me?"
Don't sound like you're never coming back!
"Y-Yes...Your Grace." Matthew replied, not really having any choice but to accept her request.
"Thank you, Sir Matthew." The tactician hated that they were using honorifics to address each other. It made him feel like they were further apart even when she was right in front of him. It was like they were complete strangers meeting for the first time, than lovers saying, probably, their last goodbye.
"Take care..." Matthew had not notice how far the conversation had already gotten and saw as Emmeryn mounted Phila's Pegasus.
Say something! Matthew commanded himself while clenching his fist and shutting his eyes tightly. I don't care what you say, just, stop her from going!
Matthew reopened his eyes to the sound Risen cries and watched as Chrom ran to a familiar large rock. The area was all too familiar and his dark memory instantly took him to his greatest nightmare. He looked around to the ruined dessert and saw the Shepherds quickly cutting down Risen archers one by one. Then he looked to the rock that held the blonde Exalt. She was leaning closer and closer to the edge.
Then Matthew's true hell began as his heart went to his throat and Emmeryn leaned off the cliff.
No!
Everything began to slow down as the tactician sprinted to Emmeryn with such speed that he immediately surpassed Chrom who started many seconds before him. Emmeryn still fell slowly and he was getting so much closer to catching her.
I won't let you die!
Matthew sprinted faster; beginning to trip over his feet the faster he ran. He couldn't let her die here! There was so much that she had to do! There was too many things she was leaving behind and the tactician wouldn't let her go until they were old and withered away together!
Matthew saw that she was dangerously close to the ground and he was just inches away from her landing point. He skidded to a stop and held his hands out to catch the Exalt. Matthew didn't feel anything when the Exalt reached his arms. No forceful weight that threatened to break his arms, no female body...no Emmeryn. There was just a loud sickening thud as the Exalt went straight through his arms and slammed against the ruin bricks.
Matthew completely froze with his arms still out. There was no way I didn't catch her... He told himself. I-I caught her, right? I definitely made it in time...so why can't...I feel her... Matthew slowly looked down to his arms. Reality of the situation really hit him when he didn't see Emmeryn in his arms...but instead, on the hard brick ground in front of him. He fell to his knees in front of Emmeryn's corpse and began to feel sick as he stared at her. She laid there in front of him without moving a single muscle. He didn't want to look at her face, he didn't want to look at her corpse...he didn't want to look at Emmeryn anymore.
Because he had failed her.
He heard the sobs of a grown man behind him and the tactician peeked over his shoulder and to Chrom who was on his hands and knees.
"Emm..." Matthew heard him mumble.
The tactician could feel tears roll down his cheek as he watched Lissa pass out in the distance and the Shepherds all watching in shock at their fallen ruler.
Then he saw his self in front of the entire band of Shepherds. He had fallen to his knees and shock overtook his face. His pathetic self that did nothing but watch as his lover leaped off the cliff. The him that did not stop her when he clearly had the chance. The him that cut down numerous Plegian soldiers as they fled from the Plegian capital.
The pathetic tactician that could not protect the one he wanted to protect the most.
Everything was replaced with darkness once again. Emmeryn's body no longer laid in front of him, and the Shepherds no longer cut down endless Plegians behind him. There was just…darkness. Matthew looked up from the ground and now saw all the Shepherds surrounding him. Their faces were no existent, but they all spoke clearly.
"It's your fault." He heard Sully speak.
"It's all your fault." Then Maribelle.
"You were too weak?" Now Lon'qu.
"It's not…my fault." Matthew mumbled to the crowd of Shepherds. They did not seem to hear his response and all began to speak in unison.
"It's your fault."
"It's your fault."
"It's your fault!"
"IT'S YOUR FAULT!"
"IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!"
"SHUT UP!" Matthew commanded, which completely silenced the voices around him. He gripped his head and grabbed a handful of his hair. "It's not…my fault." He cried with a soft sob. Matthew could hear the sound of footsteps approaching in front of him. He lifted his head and he saw the familiar boots from his former tactician garb.
"Do you see?" Matthew heard a dark voice echo above him. "No one will ever believe in you like I will." The tactician feared looking up any closer than the figures abdomen, but slowly raised his head all the way until he was looking at the mirror image of himself.
The only difference being the obvious 6 purple eyes and razor sharp teeth. "GIVE YOUR SOUL TO GRIMA!"
Matthew awoke with a start. His eyes were widened with fear and he could feel sweat dripping down his face. He reached and whipped away the sweat that continued to fall from his forehead. "Just…another dream." He mummled to himself before gently pushing himself up. He immediately winced in agony from his abdomen and shoulder. He looked down to his shirtless body and acknowledged the bandages wrapped firmly around his wounds. "…Oh yea…I passed out." He figured out himself that he was on that blasted ship considering how he could hear the waves of the sea and feel the room slowly moving back and forward. The window leading outside and into the bright moonlight just confirmed his theory.
The tactician thought back to the event that occurred before he blacked out. He gripped the sheets his legs were currently under and gritted his teeth in frustration as he looked to his lap. What the hell were you doing back there Matthew? The tactician asked himself angrily. It was almost like I… wantedhim to kill me…why, didn't I put up a better fight? The tactician was at a standstill with why he didn't fighter harder to defend his life, to what he actually wanted anymore. Matthew paused when he really thought about it. What DID he want anymore? Was the only reason he still breathe was to protect the Shepherds? Was it to protect the entire Halidom from future danger and possible despair? Was it to keep Chrom alive and dodge a possible end of humanity?
"…What meaning do I truly believe in?" Matthew mumbled to himself. The tactician suddenly came to realization that there was another in the moonlit room from the sound of soft breathing coming from his left. He turned his head and immediately gasped at the sleeping former Exalt beside him. She leaned in her chair with a blanket around her and her head was held low and mouth half agape. Her soft breathing was slow and soothing, and the moonlight reflecting off of her face made her look even more beautiful in the eyes of the tactician.
"…You're still worrying about me even after all I said that night." Matthew mumbled, then smiled at the golden haired noble lady before reaching out and brushing some hair that blocked the brand on her forehead. "…I guess…you are truly the only reason I am still alive today, Emm." Matthew accidently brushed the former Exalt's forehead after moving the hair away from her face. The former Exalt grumbled in her sleep before slowly opening her eyes. She looked up to the tactician, who slowly extracted his hand from her face, with her eyes half open and vision blurry. The blur slowly faded and she could see the tactician's smiling face looking back at her. Her eyes immediately shot open and she jumped to her feet and threw the sheet covering her to the side.
"Y-You're alright!" she exclaimed loudly. Matthew laughed at the former Exalt's overreaction.
"Yes, I'm still alive, Emm. Hurt, but alive." Matthew could not even see the Exalt's movement as she quickly closed the short distance between them and wrapped her arms around his neck. "ARGH!" He yelped in pain from the sudden physical contact that was almost too much to bear. "E-Emm. This really hurts. I'm not fully healed yet you kn-" Matthew stopped mid-sentence when he heard sobs coming from the former Exalt.
"I thought…I had lost you." Emmeryn mumbled between sobs. "Don't…ever scare me…again!" Matthew sat silently while the former Exalt sobbed in his shoulder. The pain was now none existent and was replaced by a warm feeling in his heart. He looked out through the window and to the half-moon outside. Judging from how high the moon was in the sky, he didn't have to worry about anyone walking in on them. Oddly enough, he didn't want the former Exalt to break her grip on him. And she didn't.
"Can I…stay like this…just a little…longer?" Emmeryn asked.
"Whatever makes you happy, Emm." Emmeryn happily tightened her arms around the tactician. She could hear his soft breathing in her ear and the warmth of his pale skin against her cheek. She didn't even mind the sweat dripping down face. This one moment where she could be close to him was worth it no matter how sweaty he might be. She could feel her heart beat faster the longer they stayed in silence. All of her emotions were coming at her again just like that night at the Plegian border. She wanted to ask again…she needed to ask again. She needed to get her feeling through to the tactician no matter what. He needed to know how much he really meant to her. If anything like this ever happened again, she didn't want to be next to him as just his friend, but as the woman he loved.
"…I…love you." Emmeryn mumbled to the tactician who didn't even move a muscle from the sudden confession. "I don't care…what others will say…I will get better and…prove to them that I…truly love you…You never trick me…I fell in love…on my own…you are…a good person…" Emmeryn pulled away from the embrace and looked deep into the tactician's brown eyes. She raised her hands to his face and cupped his cheek in her palms; her eyes pleading for the tactician to accept her. "I love you and…I always will…so please…stay with me."
Matthew's face grimaced and Emmeryn immediately knew that this was about to be a repeat of thatnight. He was about to reject her again. He was about to deny her love for a second time. She…she couldn't let that happen! "Emm…I…I told you already…I…I just ca-'' Matthew was completely silenced when Emmeryn brought her face to his and their lips softly pressed against each other. Matthew's eyes widened and he completely froze as the former Exalt refused to let go of the tactician's face. He didn't push her away, he didn't reject the kiss from the woman he loved, and he didn't even think about anything the longer their lips touched. For once in a very, very long time, he could feel his heart beat at an uncontrollably rapid pace.
Any walls he had up were broken down and he returned the kiss to the former Exalt. All the doubts and worries he had were no longer existent in his mind. The only thing he could thing about was Emmeryn. The only thing he wanted to think about was Emmeryn. For that one moment he no longer cared who she married in the future, because a future without Emmeryn, was no future at all.
The two slowly broke away and looked into each other's eyes. Both faces were colored with a light blush and their gaze on each other only intensified the longer they stared.
Then Emmeryn broke the silence. "I can't be…the old me anymore…but I can be…the me right now that…will always love you…you are…the only one for me…so please…don't reject me again…"
"Emm..."
Emmeryn reached to the tactician's hand and held it in hers with a smile. "I don't know much…about future…but Naomi re…reassured me that we can…be together."
Matthew began to regrow his past doubts from the mention of the young dark mage. The short moment of peace that he had felt in years was immediately torn down as he felt he had done something completely wrong. "Did she…tell you t-that she was your…daughter?" The tactician asked and was answered with a nod of the head from the former Exalt that did not send away his worries.
"Yes, she told me." Emmeryn looked to the tactician with a glee filled expression that easily beat all the others she showed tonight. "Matt…Naomi…is our daughter."
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WHAT?!
"Naomi...is our daughter, Matt." Emmeryn repeated black stare from the tactician.
To say that the tactician was completely blown away from the sudden disclosure would be like saying Anna's love for money was unnatural for her. Matthew was so bewildered from the sudden revelation that his mouth hung agape and eyes were wider and brighter than the Frederick's goals. Matthew fell back on his bed as he began to put pieces to a puzzle together. From Naomi's constant bickering about him and Emmeryn's relationship status, to Lucina leaving that obvious hint to him back in the middle of the sea ride. Matthew began to laugh like a mad man at his complete stupidity.
"W-What's…funny?" Emmeryn asked, a little concerned at why he was laughing so suddenly.
"I'm just laughing because I feel like the biggest idiot in the world right now. People have always told me that I was dense, but this literally confirms it all!" Matthew let out another laugh while pushing himself back to a sitting position and looking Emmeryn deep in her silver eyes with a warm smile that began to give her hope. "Emm, I've been a fool since the day I rejected you. I don't care if your memories come back or not. I love you for you, no matter what you are like now or before." Matthew could see tears of joy welling in her eyes. He turned his attention away from the former Exalt and scanned the room. The item he was looking for was hanging on a coat rack next to the door. "Emm, do you think you can bring me my cloak? There's something in it that I want to show you."
Emmeryn nodded almost immediately and gleefully walked over to the coat rack and retrieve the purple cloak. She quickly returned to the bed where the tactician laid and took her spot back on the bed next to him. "Thanks." He ruffled through the cloak to find the item he was searching for. Glory behold, he found it in a pocket on the outside of the cloak and pulled it out. In his hand he held a small black pouch that made Emmeryn's eyes widen. "I bought this ring the day after the oil battle at sea. Honestly, I didn't really know why I bought it back then. At the time I really didn't think I would ever use it, but today you have changed that."
Matthew held the black pouch out to the former Exalt whose eyes stayed fixated on it. Tears were starting to fall and it only made the tactician happier to see the blonde crying for joy and not pain for once. "I know this isn't that grand of a proposal where there are a lot of people around to witness, but there is something that I've always wanted to ask you." Matthew opened the black pouch and Emmeryn gazed at the gold band that laid in the center of the velvet case.
"Emm, will you marry me?" Matthew watched as the former Exalt began to continuously wipe away tear after tear from her face. She kept trying to speak, but her constant sobs and breathes kept her from speaking clearly. Matthew didn't mind how long it took her to reply. After all, he has always been quite patient with her.
"Yes…" Emmeryn mumbled as she wiped the tears that continued to fall down her face at rapid fire away. "Yes…Yes…Yes…and YES again! It will always…be YES!" Matthew giggled at the former Exalt's excitement and removed the ring from the pouch. He gently took the former Exalt's left hand into his, then he used his now free hand to slide the gold band onto her ring finger. "Thank the Gods it fits." He mumbled and gazed up to, now, his wife's eyes. "Starting today I am your husband, and you are my wife. My heart belongs to no other but you and I will dedicate my life to making you the happiest woman in the world."
Emmeryn nodded with a smile, then gently leaned into his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and placed his head on top of hers. Emmeryn softly mumbled into his chest.
"Thank you…for this chance…I…love you…you make…me…whole again."
Naomi paced back and forward in front of the door that led to her father. "H-He's...awake." She mumbled as she stopped once again to look at the door. She could hear the voices of Lissa, Maribelle, and Gaius, who were to first to visit and find out about the tactician's recovery, laughing and talking gleefully. Even Emmeryn was occasionally heard between conversations. "Mother..." Matthew had been out for more than 4 days and Emmeryn hasn't left his side since then. She would barely even speak to anyone and she would only leave to take care of hygiene and other personal matters, so hearing her laugh with the rest of her friends and family was really a lot of stress taken off of the young dark mage's shoulders.
The young dark mage reached to the doorknob yet another time, but extracted her hand like all the other attempts. "What if…he doesn't want to see me…" Naomi's eyes widened in fear when the door suddenly opened and out walked the candy loving thief. Gaius stopped and looked down to the young dark mage who quickly looked away and blushed.
"What are you doing standing out here, Nimmy?" Usual, in the future, whenever the thief would call her that she would bark at him with her divine furry, but hearing that now was somewhat soothing to hear from the man who was once dead to her world.
"I-I was just leaving." She lied as she tried to retreat from the scene. Before she could even think about leaving, the thief grabbed her by her arm and dragged her into the room where the other four casually conversed between each other. Gaius spun the young dark mage in front of him and turned her to the other four in attendance; placing his hands on both of her shoulders to stop her from escaping. "Hey, I caught one of our heroes right here." Everyone stopped their conversation and looked to the thief with raised eyebrows. Naomi completely froze from all the attention she was getting and her face began to flush harder than any tomato they kept on the ship.
She looked away from the four and mumbled a soft "H-Hi". Everyone gave a warm smile at the flushed young dark mage.
"Hey there Naomi." The young dark mage heard Matthew speak and she immediately looked up to him. He was smiling back at her with a warm smile that defrosted were body. "I heard that you saved my life. I wanted to take this opportunity to formally thank you for that." Naomi nervously smiled at the half-truth and shook her head.
"If you want someone to thank, then thank Gangrel…He was the one who found you in that alley and saved you from that soldier. I only carried you to Cherche and flew with you to the ship. I…didn't really do anything for you." Said Naomi, her head dropping slightly.
"I've heard that part as well, but to know that you cared me halfway across the battlefield to safety was quite heroic if I do say so myself!" Matthew laughed.
"T-That's kinda over exaggerated. Cherche wasn't that far away."
Matthew sighed heavily. "Can you at least let me boast about my daughter to everyone else?"
"But I didn't do anything worthy of such pr-" Naomi eyes widened at the tactician's last remark. "W-What…did you just say?"
Matthew looked out to everyone else in the room and said, "Guys, do you mind if I speak to Naomi alone for a bit? There's something that I would like to discuss with her." No one seemed to protest or even try to say anything. They all peacefully exited the room. Each person gave a smile to the bewildered young dark mage who stood with her eyes wide and mouth halfway agape. Emmeryn walked to Naomi and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. Naomi looked to her mother who smiled back at her.
"It's alright." Emmeryn whispered. Naomi nodded then looked to the hand on her shoulder. Her eyes went even wider and she gasped when she saw the gold ring around her mother's finger. Naomi shot her head back up to her mother before looking back to her father who still smiled at her. Emmeryn removed her hand from her flabbergasted daughter and left the room along with everyone else; making sure to close the door tightly behind her.
"You don't have to be so far away Naomi. Please, come sit closer." Matthew said with a comforting voice that made the young dark mage slowly walk over to the tactician and sit down in the chair next to him. Naomi looked to her lap, breaking away from the tactician's gaze.
"Are you…and mother…finally together?" She asked, a little hope in her voice.
"Yes, we are." Matthew replied with a soothing voice. "And I do believe you could have made this a lot better by just telling me everything. That could have saved me a lot of stress y'know."
"S-Sorry." Naomi apologized. "I-I thought that if I forced you to like my mother, then everything would have gone wrong in the timeline. I…wanted your relationship to be based off of love and not force…"
"And I'm glad you thought that way Naomi." Her father said with a heartfelt tone that made the young dark mage smile.
"I only appeared in this time 1 year prior to meeting you guys. At that time I…found out that mother had died 2 years ago… Since I thought I had lost my mother I journeyed around this continent to find my sister."
"Wait, you have a sister?" Matthew asked with raised eyebrows at the sudden declaration.
Naomi nodded. "Yes, I have a twin sister named Morgan. You wouldn't believe how much she takes after you." Naomi smiled, then it dropped as she continued. "Of course, I had no luck finding her and I was in desperate need of money at the time. I ended up in Regna Ferox 2 weeks before I met you guys. I was able to impress the West Khan so much that that old, bald fool literally forced me to join his top warriors." Matthew laughed at how the dark mage's tone changed when she described Basilio. Meanwhile Naomi looked to her father with flushed cheeks and stood from her chair.
"T-That's not funny! You have no idea what it's like to live underneath the same roof with so many barbarians! They teased me endlessly about my height! I know I'm short! I don't need to keep hearing that twenty-four/seven!" Naomi said angrily at her chortling father.
"S-Sorry Naomi. I-I didn't mean to laugh s-so hard!" The tactician exclaimed which didn't really sound believable since he still let out short giggles.
Naomi slammed back down in her chair and crossed her arms while looking away from her guffawing father. "Whatever." The young dark mage pouted. "Anyways, a few days later I heard that the Shepherds were coming to Regna Ferox, so I had to almost beg Khan Basilio to let me join you guys…" Naomi's frown turned to a smile as she remembered a pleasant memory. "You have no idea how happy I was when I saw you wondering the halls back in Regna Ferox. You were a little younger than back in my time, but I recognized that cloak and brown hair from anywhere. The icing on the cake was when I also met mother the same day! At first I didn't know who she was since...she died when I was only two, but when everyone told me who she really was, it brought me so much joy that it took all the will power in me to not cry and jump into her arms when I saw her again! Now I'm just...so happy to see that you both are finally together."
Matthew removed the sheets from his legs and slid them out of the bed. Naomi looked up to her father who reached out and began rubbing her blonde fro. "For what it's worth, it makes me happy to know that I'll have a daughter as great as you in the future… I am truly proud of you, Naomi." The words struck Naomi's heart and her bottom lip began to quiver furiously as tears began to well up in her eyes.
"You have…no idea how long…I've waited to hear such words." Naomi lowered her head and tears began falling to her lap. She could no longer contain the sobs and began to weep uncontrollably in front of her father. "I've missed you…more than you'll ever know…" Matthew reached out and brought his daughter into a warm embrace. She wrapped her arms around his back and did not hold back her sobs. "I've missed you so much father!"
Matthew smiled and tightened the embrace as he found two more reasons to keep moving on in his life.
A/N: So, umm...yeah...I... I'm pretty sure many people thought Morgan was gonna be in this chapter. Well, technically you are not wrong. I planned for Morgan to appear in this chapter, but last chapter kinda changed everything. Matthew was originally supposed to take a major injury in the fight against the Valmese, but things changed and it changed the future chapters as well... so Morgan got delayed...
Anyways, the confession is finally here! The chapter was originally suppose to end after Emmeryn's famous love quote from the game, but I thought about how Naomi kind of was neglected and it wouldn't have really connected to tell her in the next chapter since there will be many things going on in that chapter. (Not spoiling)
Also, sorry about the many mistakes I made in the last chapter. My computer broke and I couldn't buy a new one till Friday, so I had to edit it from my iPad mini. Kinda limited to seeing mistakes and misprints... None the less, I got a new computer and have edited many things in the last chapter! I'm not mad that people told me this. Thanks a bunch for telling me!
I can finally say this, but if you want a visual picture of how Naomi looks, then look at build 2, face 2, hair 5. That's an exact mirror of Naomi.
Guest: ...Got dang it. It really was an Afro! Lol. Thanks a bunch for confirming that for me! As for why I chose the hair, it was my favorite female avatar's hair and has importance in the story later on.
THE CREATOR: To answer your question, yes. Technically Naomi knew that her parents would get together in the timeline she came from...but that wouldn't be logical if the events happened differently at the night of the assassination in this time. Plus, Emmeryn technically died, so that would change her very existence and the way she looks at the timeline. In her timeline Emmeryn died from the dark magic that was placed on her during the night of her assassination. She died two years after giving birth to Morgan and Naomi, and that's a little too young to remember things about a deceased parent. So Naomi would have never known what her mother was actually like first hand until she met her for herself. (Other events about this will be explained in later chapters.) Since she thought Emmeryn had died in this timeline already then of course she would be worried about her father and mother's relationship. He could have easily moved on from his old love and found a new love interest in those 2 years he was alone. So of course she would have been worried about her father and mother's current relationship.
As for her existence, I've read many things, including fanfictions, about the father marrying someone else and the one who came from the future still existed. She/he will just never be born. A perfect example would be the famous fanfic Fire Emblem Awakening: Invisible Ties.(Which is a great fic btw) Plus, time travel is confusing as it is so there was no use putting all these scientific explanations together to tell why Naomi still lived. If we were to just say it logically speaking, then Naomi is only alive because Matthew still marries her mother despite the many different obstacles that tries to stop them in this timeline. But explaining all that, like I said, would be difficult and confusing for me in the future chapters, so I chose the best thing that people, and myself, could understand.
As for Little Mac, I'm well aware of his silence. i will definitely be using that for material ^_^.
Guest (French): Wow! This is my first time receiving anything from someone across the world! I'm glad you like this story and thanks for the motivation to keep me writing! As for Naomi, I have plans for her and Matthew very soon. So look forward to it ^_^.
I will be trying something new with the next chapter. If I believe it helps the story, then I will definitely add it to the rest! As always, thank you for your favs, follows, and reviews and hope to see you all next time!