First Demonic Dragon - Chapter 1105 - Capítulo 1105: Whiplash
Capítulo 1105: Whiplash
Abaddon wasn’t the only one who made the mistake of believing that Thea had somehow come home. Nyx did the same.
If you were comparing silhouettes in the dark, it was an easy error to make.
However, when the figure stepped into full view, it was harder to confuse the two of them.
“…I’m not quite sure if I should say nice to see you again, or just plain introduce myself… this is all very new to me.”
“…” Abaddon rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn’t seeing things and inadvertently covered his face with the flour that was on his hands.
“…You’re staring a lot. I hope that’s a good thing.”
Nyx elbowed her friend. Without the sudden stimulus, he probably never would have gotten over this kind of sight.
“You know, I always wondered what Sif would look like if she dressed and acted more like a woman. I approve.” Nyx held up her thumbs.
The woman stared at her with narrow eyes.
“…Something about what you said upset me but I’ll let it go for now.”
“Oh, don’t be so sensi-”
Suddenly, the woman moved like a blur as she struck Nyx clear in the temple and knocked her out.
Abaddon and the children were both surprised by her actions. But K’ael just seemed to find everything funny for some reason.
The woman looked down at her fist as if she couldn’t believe how her body had moved.
“…I swear I didn’t mean to do that. I just thought about it, and it happened. I suppose the gap between thoughts and actions is not as large as I thought. How interesting.”
She looked down at her fist for a few more seconds and her eyes slowly lit up like stars.
“Ooh, that was my first time punching someone! That counts as a fight, right?? Do you think I was good at it?! Maybe I’ll give myself a war divinity or something! Oh, we have to scrapbook this!”
The woman suddenly lifted Nyx’s unconscious body and held it beside her face the same way men pose with captured fish.
“Get a photograph, please! Oh, but make sure I look pretty.” She nodded fiercely.
Abaddon had yet to pick his jaw up off the floor as he slowly pulled out his phone and took the picture.
As he focused on the woman in the picture, he couldn’t take his eyes off her.
She was a tall woman with long, slender legs, which made her approximately seven feet in height. Taller than Izanami, but not quite as large as a fully upright Sif.
Her skin was a healthy, pale pink. But her lips were like two full rosebuds.
She had beautiful platinum blonde hair that fell straight down her back in silky smooth ribbons. She even had her nape shaved like Ayaana, with the symbol of three dragons locked together in flight.
Her eyes were a bright, scarlet red.
Abaddon didn’t know if she’d been born with her makeup and eyeliner already done, or if she’d spent time doing it herself before coming to the kitchen.
She had less of Sif’s musculature, but what she did have was eye-catching.
Her well-sculpted shoulders. The defined muscles running down her back, and the full eight pack, and that lined her stomach.
She was like a present that was all wrapped up in the bow that was Izanami’s tattoos.
Appearance-wise, she resembled an Asian woman in her mid-to early thirties.
She had a seemingly permanent amused glimmer in her eyes. Abaddon couldn’t tell if what he was seeing was mischief or just a genuine good-natured spirit.
She suddenly looked at herself and seemingly came to a realization. Slowly putting Nyx back onto the ground.
“This is… probably a very strange first meeting, isn’t it?”
Abaddon was finally able to pull himself together after staring for several minutes.
“First meeting?”
Zahara scratched her cheek shyly. “Oh, right… Well, you could say that I both am and am not those three? They’re sharing the experience through me, and I’m kind of like a sentient amalgamation”
“What…?” Abaddon looked shocked.
“O-Oh, don’t worry. I still remember things, but I guess you could say it’s more like a nostalgia thing..? I can’t quite put into place exact sensations and feelings, or even tastes, but I know what made those two happy.”
Abaddon was stumped. He knew fusing with the Egoless would change the girls somewhat, as he also felt changed when Oblivion visited him last.
However, this went just a little bit beyond a slight personality change. He could see a whole litany of problems arising from this.
“…I’m sorry, but would you mind separating for just a bit?”
“Oh, I can’t.” Zahara smiled wryly. “It’s part of the deal we made… for the next fifteen hours, forty-two minutes and nineteen seconds, we’re all fused together.”
Abaddon’s jaw fell open again.
“B-But don’t worry, the change is automatic! A-And besides, if you were dissatisfied with me then you could always lengthen the amount of time in a day, so I’d… be around comparatively less.” Zahara slowly looked down. This wasn’t going how she envisioned it at all.
She expected Oblivion to fall at her feet with hearts in his eyes and a hard-on the size of a sledgehammer.
That would have been nice. But since he had no idea what he was getting into beforehand, that surely wasn’t going to happen. And Zahara’s disappointment was tremendous.
Life had given her a great big emotional personality. Probably because she herself also had one.
Which meant that, as of right now, she was barely resisting the urge to cry. And keeping everything together seemed so difficult.
She didn’t want to cry on her first day of life! She spent so long putting together her makeup!
“…I’m sorry. Seems like I’ve upset you without meaning to. I didn’t mean to imply that I didn’t want you around, I just.. wanted some kind of confirmation from your individual parts.” Abaddon said delicately.
Zahara suddenly stopped sniffling. “O-Oh, that’s easy! Umm, wait just a second..”
Zahara suddenly shut her eyes tightly. So tight that Abaddon thought she was about to burst a blood vessel.
He wondered what Zahara was possibly about to do when she suddenly lifted up her tube top and pulled her dress down.
“…I’m sorry, you can’t show me something like this and expect me to think clearly.”
Zahara looked down at herself. “Oh, well… Sif said to show you these” she jiggled her chest. “And Izanami said I should show you this..” she gestured to her pubic crest.
“I didn’t know which to listen to so I just pulled out both.” She shrugged.
“What a… colorful thinking process.”
“I thought so too!”
Abaddon was just glad that the kids were still at an age where they weren’t yet traumatized by their mother’s nudity. Otherwise, this would be much more uncomfortable.
Izanami fixed her clothes and covered herself back up before she suddenly grabbed hold of Abaddon’s hand.
“So you see..? It doesn’t have to be strange. We’re still a family and I am still your wife.. if you’ll have me.”
Abaddon smiled at her awkwardly. “Of course I will… You just gave me a little shock is all.”
“I think that’s better than boring you.”
“As if I could ever be bored with you.”
Zahara reached out and grabbed Abaddon by the wrist. She brought a hand to her face, uncaring of the fact that they were covered with flour, and placed it right against her cheek.
A shiver ran down her spine as she nuzzled her face against him like a cat.
“They say the touch of a loved one is one of the sweetest sensations mortals can ever experience. I should like to think that they were correct. This is splendid.” Zahara sighed contentedly.
Abaddon found her to be unbearably cute in that moment. Almost irresistible.
Taking the plunge, he leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips.
As he expected, the sensation of her lips was a bit unfamiliar. Nevertheless, it was a sweet and tender feeling.
He started to enjoy it when suddenly her head slumped backward and her body slumped over. His concern was immediate. “Z!”
Abaddon caught Zahara, only to learn that she was perfectly fine. Though she was a giggling mess with a slight nosebleed.
“Oh, would you look at that… all the strength in my legs is gone. Huh.” She said listlessly.
Odessa came over with a box of tissues in her little hands.
She offered the box to her mother, and Zahara’s eyes regained all of her focus as she leaped out of Abaddon’s grip and kneeled in front of Odessa.
“Oh my god… you’re Odie! You’re a baby! You’re my baby!!”
Odessa had many objections to being called a baby. She was a big girl who didn’t even need help using the potty anymore.
“I have been waiting for this moment *sniff* for my entire life..!” Zahara started to take out her breast. Her new piercings had miraculously disappeared.
Abaddon suddenly placed a hand between them. “Umm, darling, Odessa doesn’t drink breast milk anymore. She’s already got most of her teeth.”
Zahara froze, then she slowly turned around to stare at K’ael.
“Also no longer breastfeeding. Just juice and water for him, and anything he can gum down.” Abaddon shrugged.
“…Ah. I see.” Zahara said quietly.
Abaddon thought that would be the end of things and Zahara would put her breast away, but instead she proceeded to collapse on the ground and bawl her little heart out.
Abaddon was unsure if he should laugh or attempt to help her up.
‘Well… I already knew it, but she certainly isn’t boring.’
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