First Demonic Dragon - Chapter 1063: A Rival Has Appeared

Chapter 1063: A Rival Has Appeared

“Andddd here we are!”

Audrina threw open the door to her sister’s new room with her usual dramatic flair.

After a buildup like that, Isabelle poked her head inside, expecting to find a grand home waiting for her.

Instead, she found nothing. A boundless, shadowy landscape.

“Uhhh… Look, I know I spend a lot of time by myself, but this kind of bleak setting isn’t really my style.”

“No, you sweet little fool, that’s the beauty of it.” Audrina grabbed her sister by her hands and pulled her inside.

As they entered, the domain changed over and over again.

At one moment, it was a world filled with stars hanging in the sky. In another, they stood on lands with knee-high grass and sweet-smelling air.

“We’ll make your space whatever you want it to be, sister.” Audrina spun her around. “You can have this place to yourself, or you can be queen!”

Isabelle blinked, and suddenly she and her sister were standing in a grand hall surrounded by an audience of clapping dragons.

Her cheeks became flushed with color. “Oh, wow, um… can you maybe make them go away?”

Audrina obliged.

When the two were alone, Isabelle sat down on the steps to her throne with her head in her hands.

“L-Look, Drina… I get what you’re trying to do, but I promise I don’t need any big grand gestures or anything like that. You can just be normal.”

Audrina’s smile slightly faded.

She sat down beside her sister and leaned against her slightly. “I just… want you to be really happy here. And I guess, yeah, I’m a little overzealous about it, but I’m really excited. My sister is finally coming to live with the rest of our family.”

Isabelle pursed her lips slightly. “Not really, like you gave me much choice though…”

“I sure didn’t!” Audrina smiled beautifully.

Sometimes, Isabelle thought that her sister had become too cheery for a shadow goddess. But then again, if she had her life, she’d probably wake up with a chipper smile every day, too.

“I heard that.” Audrina nudged her hard.

“S-Stay out of my head!”

“I can’t help it if you make your thoughts so loud when we’re this close. Might as well put a bullhorn to your brain.”

Audrina pressed her head against her sister’s warmly.

“We are going to find you your own happiness, my dear sister. You won’t ever need to be jealous of mine.”

Isabelle felt a lump forming in her throat.

She honestly didn’t know if she could ever have a fraction of what Audrina had.

Her older sister was so beautiful, so classy, and so beloved. She had a natural allure about her ever since she was a child.

And that was just something Isabelle didn’t know if she could match.

“S-Sorry, I don’t mean to bring the mood down.” Isabelle looked away. “A-And I shouldn’t be jealous of you, I just have some things that I still need to work out, I guess.”

Audrina pressed her lips against her sister’s head. “We both do.”

Isabelle had to admit that when the two of them were together like this, moving on didn’t seem quite as difficult as it did before.

“HEY! What the hell is this!?”

The sisters looked up at the door above their heads.

Satan’s figure loomed in the doorframe, with the only thing covering his dignity being a white bath towel.

“This hallway is supposed to be all mine!”

Audrina rolled her eyes in disdain. “Well, you’ll be neighbors with my sister now, so deal with it, you irritable cheese-puff!”

Satan could have cried. “What?! Why that one? She doesn’t like any god damn body! The least you could do is stick me with Darius or something!”

“So you two can get drunk and ruin our house with your drunken hijinks?! Absolutely not!”

Audrina finally noticed that Isabelle had gone limp and lay across the steps like a wet noodle. Evidently, Satan’s comments had sapped her of what little will to live she possessed.

“H-Hey, Satan, isn’t my sister beautiful?”

“Huh?”

Audrina pulled Isabelle’s limp body into her lap and made sure they were cheek to cheek.

“Isn’t she just the cutest thing you’ve ever seen? Don’t you think she’d make a good wife or girlfriend for someone?” Audrina blinked too many times for her demeanor to be seen as natural.

She hoped Satan would say something to undo the damage he’d done, but she forgot what kind of people her husband’s extended family were.

“Well, her personality’s kind of for shit, but yeah. I’d drop sausage in her if I had nothing to do on a Friday night.”

If looks could kill, Audrina’s would have sliced Satan open and hog-tied him with his own intestines.

The demon was smart enough to know when he was no longer welcome in a place. (Though he usually did not care.)

“I’m just gonna go and finish my shower…”

“Yeah, you do that.”

Audrina’s venomous reply was all the information Satan needed to know if he crossed her path again, then his ass was most assuredly going to be grass.

He scampered away rather quickly and left the girls alone. Isabelle showed no signs of regaining the light in her eyes anytime soon.

“…I change my mind, Drina. Condemn me to your shadows and leave me to rot and die…”

Audrina sighed as she held her sister like she was a puppy who’d been left on the street.

“Fret not, sister. As long as you are within my shadows, you will never be condemned to anything.”

–

“Oh, thank god you’re back!”

Sif was relieved to see her husband walk into the living room with Bekka on his back. So much so that she nearly knocked him over.

Bekka frowned as she was almost thrown onto the ground. “Easy there, big blue. I’m as enticed by our barely legal husband as anyone, but still-”

“Aaaannd that’s my cue to leave.” Courtney stood up and promptly exited the room.

Thrudd, who was sitting next to her, was already so burnt out from fleeing her disgusting parents that she just didn’t feel like running anymore. Instead, she lay face down on the sofa and turned her music up as high as it would go.

“It’s not about his face.” Sif denied. “Didn’t he tell you? Our husband got into a fight in Asgard again.”

“What, really??” Bekka grabbed her husband by the head and tilted it backward so that they were eye to eye. “Why were you fighting again?? You haven’t even recovered from the angels!”

Abaddon opened his mouth to speak.

“What, he didn’t tell you what happened?” Sif asked.

“No!” Bekka denied. “I was sleeping, then the next thing I knew, I felt him and Thrudd making me an offering, I followed them to earth, ate their food, complained about our kids not loving us, then we had sex in the back seat of a car!”

Abaddon closed his mouth.

Thrudd was starting to learn that they didn’t make headphones loud enough to block out her parents’ voices. At least not the ones made by human brands.

In all honesty, Sif seemed madder about the fact that Bekka and Abaddon had sex without her than she was about him running to earth after the fight with Thor.

“I can’t believe you two. We’ve just gotten back, and we haven’t even had sex as a group yet, but you two horndogs have already gotten it on twice!”

Thrudd was going to pretend that her mother said hot dogs. It didn’t make the rest of the sentence much better, but she had to take what she could get.

“I don’t appreciate this god damn favoritism! I know you two are like peas in a pod and all that, but if you think I’m just going to let you two ignore the rest of us and run away together, then you’d better duck before I crack you in the back of your heads!!”

“Aww, babe…”

“Don’t be like that. You were always more than welcome to join us, we just got swept up in the momen-”

“I don’t want to hear it!” Sif started to storm off. “We’ll see how you two feel when I go wake the other up and fuck everyone but the two of you for the rest of our lives!”

“”Babe!””

Thrudd wondered if the quickest end to her suffering would just be to kill herself.

Bekka and Abaddon cornered Sif from the front and the back; both of them whispering tender apologies in her ears that barely seemed to be working.

“Is this a bad time..?”

Suddenly, the trio turned around when they heard a voice they recognized from a distant memory.

Standing in the hallway was a seemingly young man with bright gold scales. His black hair fell well below his waist, and a short crown sat atop his head.

“Ryujin!” Abaddon smiled. “What are you doing here, it’s been years!”

Rather than let Abaddon’s much more youthful appearance distract him, the dragon maintained his focus and held up the bouquet of flowers in his hand.

“I was just stopping by to see Yemaja… Is she in by chance?”