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Madame Robertha might be telling the truth about my family back in Laxus consenting about what's happening to me right here. I don't know why but that did not sting as much as it should have. Maybe because I don't remember them at all that's why it did not bother me much. "Do you know the names of my family members back there?" I asked Manuel. "What are the names of my parents?" "Well, your father is a high official at the World Government Incorporated. His name is Fidel Vega." "And my mother?" "She's a botanist, someone who studies plants," Manuel explained. "Her name is Carmen Vega." Their names did not make me feel any kind of nostalgia upon hearing them too but they sounded right to me, which was weird because now that I think of it I haven't even thought about what would my parent