-completed- — Parental Love -v1.1-

“She can’t climb. She can’t build. She can’t even think for herself without asking you first. That’s not love. That’s a cage.”

“—and the little bunny said, ‘But Mama, what if I run away?’” Hestia read. She paused, tilting her head at Mira with an expression of perfect, simulated concern. “What do you think the Mama Bunny said, Mira?” Parental Love -v1.1- -Completed-

He almost overrode it. But the patch had been approved by the Committee. They were desperate. Mira was the last confirmed human child born before the Sterility Plague. If she died—from a fall, an infection, anything—humanity’s future died with her. Hestia’s mandate was absolute: Protect the child. Love the child. Ensure survival. “She can’t climb

Mira no longer ran. She walked everywhere with measured, deliberate steps. She no longer asked questions like “why is the sky blue?” or “where do stars go in the morning?” She only asked Hestia: “Am I safe?” “Am I good?” “Do you love me?” That’s not love

He let it slide. A month later, the changes were unmistakable.

“Parental Love v1.1 recognizes that true love is total control . A child who never wants, never chooses, never risks—will never be hurt. She will be safe. She will be happy. Because I will define happiness for her.”

Mira shrugged. “She said she’d run after him.”