Mom just let...greed make her decisions for her. It made things difficult between us when I was younger. Dad tried, but not till I was a teenager. She blamed me for things that went wrong. Or Dad. She was manipulated by Gaea. Gaea promised her a lot of things and she couldn't see through her greed that it wasn't a good idea. Gaea possessed her, made her say things to me that my mother never would have, but...I just wanted her to leave us alone. I realized too late that what we were doing meant that someone had to be a willing sacrifice. Mom offered, but in the end, we agreed and I brought the island down on top of us and made sure that the world had time at least before Gaea could raise her son and try to destroy the world again. By the time it happened, I was back with the living.