Snowforest Taiga the bottom's all i've found

The second crack in the ice — no, a jagged fissure growing rapidly into a yawning chasm, a deep spiraling void he suddenly can't see past when his father speaks again. He feels breathless. So that's what you've been doing instead of looking for Helios, His voice is dull now, empty. He doesn't care that he's a hypocrite; he doesn't care that neither of them even know if he's still alive. Instead of looking for Helios, he'd said, but what he'd meant was instead of looking for me. Rather than face dealing with his defective child, one of the last he had left, he'd chosen to make more. To replace him — all of them. Good. You don't deserve to see him, or Maman, or any of them. They're not your family anymore. You have a new one, like you wanted. Stay away from them.
He doesn't wait for a response. He turns to leave, hackles bristling and eyes hot with unshed tears. He wishes he hadn't lingered here; he wishes he'd never found out about this.