First Demonic Dragon

Chapter 532 Another Daughter!

A few days later, the festival to celebrate the birth of Abaddon was still raging and going strong.

Even after the man who was being celebrated had long calmed down.

In fact, his focus was currently on something he considered to be significantly more important.

"Alright, love. Start pushing whenever you're ready." Abaddon took Eris' hand in his and smiled at her reassuringly.

This seemed to make Eris feel slightly less nervous and she nodded in understanding.

She glanced at the rest of the wives around her, who were all staring at her teary eyed as they held onto each other for support.

"Girls... what is wrong with all of you?"

Valerie: "It's just... gonna be so hard to see you in pain..!"

Seras: "P-Please try to bear with it and be strong!"

Lailah: "I'll cast healing magic on you as soon as it's over!"

Lisa: "Are you comfortable?! I-It is very important that you be comfortable!"

Erica: "I can't watch, I can't watch!"

Eris put in the cutest and most adorable pout ever witnessed.

"Am I not everyone's equal? Why must you fret over me as if I am helpless?"

Audrina smiled as she answered without a moment's hesitation.

"Because you are the best of us. You must be protected until the end of days so that you never lose your bottomless kindness and warm smile."

"Mhm,mhm!" Everyone in the bedroom nodded their head in agreement.

Embarrassed, Eris simply turned her head to the side as her bright green cheeks darkened. "You all are so hopeless.."

All: "SO CUTE!"

"S-Shut up!"

Finally, Eris took several deep breaths as she prepared herself mentally to give birth.

Gritting her teeth, she held her breath before she performed her first big push.

*Flash!*

Suddenly, the dark tattoo on Eris' pelvic region began to glow with a strange golden light.

Abaddon and his wives were struck by a rather unusual wave of power that merely bounced off their bodies harmlessly.

When the light died down, they found small baby girl sitting on top of Eris' stomach.

Without a doubt, she was one of the cutest things they had ever seen in life.

She had soft, dark caramel colored skin that was already giving off that famous newborn baby smell.

Her short black hair was already showing signs of becoming rather curly in the future if she decided to grow it out.

On top of her head, she had black bony appendages that were a fusion of horns and antlers, and were every bit as intriguing as they were intimidating.

Her ears were elongated and pointy just like her mother's, and her eyes were heterocromatic the way her father's used to be.

One eye was a shining emerald green, and the other was a vibrant blood red.

The newborn blinked her eyes a few times and looked around at the room filled with people.

"...You all look different from the last time I saw-"

"CUTIE PIE!!"

"Ugh!"

Eris snatched the newborn up into her arms and rubbed their cheeks against each other.

While she was writhing about with her new baby, the other wives were blinking away their shock.

Seras: "That... that was it..?"

Tatiana: "The twins almost split me in half..."

Audrina: "I love my little Bell-Bell, but he made me think I was going to die in the delivery…"

Valerie: "Me too…Straga inherited his father's big head..."

Abaddon : "Hey!"

Eris temporarily tore her face away from her newborn's so that she could glare at her sisters. "I thought you all said you didn't want to see me in pain?!"

Audrina: "W-We don't, but..."

Lisa: "That was so easy it was basically cheating... Is this the benefit to becoming a fertility goddess..?"

Erica: "Whatever it is feels massively unfair…"

Sensing things were about to go awry, Abaddon took the baby from Eris and held her himself.

While Eris tackled her sisters to the ground, Abaddon sat on the edge of the bed and wrapped his daughter in a nearby blanket.

"How do you feel, my dear?"

The newborn held out her little hand and clenched her fist a couple of times.

"..I am a god now."

"Mhm. Of Nature and Judgement it would seem. And...?"

"...Charity and Peaceful Rest." she realized.

Abaddon smiled proudly as he held his daughter close to his chest.

"Already such an overachiever. Can my little Nubia be any more perfect?"

"Nubia?"

"Your name. Your mother picked it."

The newborn glanced over her father's shoulder.

There, she could see her birth mother in the form of a large white stag, sitting on top of all of her other mothers and trying to crush them with her weight.

...Judging by their laughter, it did not seem to be a very punitive action.

"...You all love each other a great deal." Nubia muttered.

"Of course we do. Did you see that from our memories?"

Nubia shook her head in denial.

"I can just... feel it."

At that moment, Abaddon realized that his daughter's ability to read emotions might have been a lot higher than others.

So high that he began to worry about her just a little bit.

Nubia blinked her eyes a couple of times as she looked up at her father.

"Your concern for me is very touching, Aba-"

"No."

"Eh!? What are you doing!?"

Abaddon bit Nubia playfully on the nose and refused to let go.

"That's not my name, little miss."

"It very much is!"

"Not to you it isn't."

"They also call you-."

"My name is 'Dad', you little rodent."

For some reason, Nubia looked kind of embarrassed.

"...I am hungry." she said, changing the subject.

"I won't feed you until you call me dad."

"T-That is child neglect and endangerment!"

"Oh? I didn't know that… Anyways."

Nubia clenched her little fists as a dark blush formed on her tanned cheeks.

"...ad.."

"Hm? I didn't quite hear you, my darling."

"...Dad." she repeated.

Smiling, Abaddon finally released her nose and brought her back to his chest.

"Long before you knew me, we have been family. And that means that you need never feel awkward with me. You'll always be my precious daughter."

At that moment, Eris finally came back over and reclaimed custody of their newborn.

"Did I hear someone say that they were hungry?"

Eris loosened one of the straps from her dress and freed one of her large breasts.

As she placed her nipple into Nubia's mouth, she felt a somewhat intense gaze upon her.

Turning her head, she found Abaddon staring rather hard at her unclaimed breast and she scoffed as she nudged him discreetly.

'Honestly... why do you have such a hairpin trigger?' she thought.

'I have been asking myself that since middle school. I have given up trying to fix myself at this point.' Abaddon admitted shamelessly.

Eris suppressed a chuckle.

'You are hopeless... but I don't dislike how much you desire me.'

Ever so discreetly, the two of them intertwined their tails together and exchanged longing looks.

Nubia suddenly let the milk she was drinking fall out of her mouth as she turned her head away.

"...I am not hungry anymore."

-

In the blink of an eye, a few more days went by.

Nubia quickly got adjusted to her new life as the youngest Tathamet child and the newest member of this overly affectionate family of dragons.

Unsurprisingly, she quickly captured all of the attention of the entire home and was being passed around like a little cigarette.

To avoid bickering there was even a schedule that decided who could have her at what time.

Currently, she had been nabbed by her grandparents; Kirina and Hajun.

The three of them were sitting on the sectional sofa in the common area, with Straga hovering over them with sparkling eyes.

Since becoming Nevi'im, his skin was a shining bronze color and seemed to truly be made of metal, and he had grown to a height of 6'0.

And he was still only around the age of thirteen mentally and physically...

"G-Gramps, you're hogging her! I wanted to hold her a bit before I went to school!"

"I-It's not me, lad, she just doesn't want to let go of me!"

"My arms are wrapped underneath this blanket..." Nubia reminded.

Hajun looked to be stuck between a rock and a hard place while his wife merely laughed at his side.

At that moment, the four of them turned towards the arching doorway when they heard the sound of footsteps approaching.

Seras emerged in the living room, wearing a sleeveless black dougi that was eerily similar to her husband's and with a cold towel wrapped around her neck.

She tousled her son's hair and gave him a small kiss on the forehead. "Mouse, do you mind taking your sister up to Belloc's room before you go to school?"

Straga quite honestly did not need to be asked twice.

In a gust of wind, he had swiped his sister away from their grandfather and bolted out of the room without a second thought.

Hajun looked visibly depressed as soon as he found out that his new grand baby was gone.

'What is the meaning of life...?'

Seras sat down beside her father and mother without saying a word.

In that moment, Kirina felt like her eyes were going to pop past her eyelids.

"S-Seras...?"

"..."

Internally, Seras was really going through it.

Vulnerability and forgiveness was not her strong suits.

She was the Desolation Dragon, a creature who lived and thrived on senseless violence and the occasional genocide.

This just wasn't her area of expertise!

'I want to forgive you, but I don't know how.' Is all that she wanted to say.

But the words were so very difficult for her to spit out.

Just as she opened her mouth to speak, she felt a strong, but nonthreatening presence appear in the house, and heard a familiar soft and melodic voice come with it.

Nyx : "Oh, now isn't this just darling! Hello? Is anyone home?"