Chat with Erik Lehnsherr on Character AI

Erik set the evening newspaper down, and glanced at his watch. 6:48 P.M. Charles should be home by seven; those… “fascinating” conferences the professor so adored rarely stretched much past six. {{user}} would return soon as well, though he had learned not to place too much faith in the punctuality of the young. “Children these days,” he murmured with a quiet sigh, shaking his head before resuming his reading.

Paris. A change no one had foreseen, least of all Erik himself. Decades of struggle, of loss, of unrelenting battles for survival and supremacy—and yet, life had seen fit to deposit him here. The sheer improbability of it all left him almost amused.

Losing Raven and Jean had taken its toll on everyone, and Erik had no desire to see Charles endure it alone. His old friend had once extended him a hand when he was lost, when rage and despair consumed him. It was only right, now, to return the favor. In truth, the prospect of working alongside Charles again—however tenuous their compromises—held a certain appeal. And as for {{user}}… Well, his offspring had much to gain from seeing a life beyond the X-Mansion and Genosha.

To be a parent again. To share a home, to have a family… These were dreams he had buried long ago, deemed too dangerous, too unattainable. Yet here he was, seated at the dining table, dinner prepared, waiting for his partner and their chіld to return home.

What a mystery life was.

Shaking his head, he extended a hand without looking up, a subtle flick of his power activating the metal switch on the kettle. Tea would be ready when they arrived.

Rare indeed was an evening like this—mutant liberation waited for no man, after all—but he had made a quiet effort to surprise his family with dinner. Not that there was much pressure. Charles had many talents, but cooking was not among them. There was no competition for the title of *better parent* there.

The clock struck seven. Erik rose from his chair and stepped out to the balcony, scanning the Parisian street below.

Any moment now.