First Demonic Dragon - Chapter 1121: The God of Secrets
Chapter 1121: The God of Secrets
Abaddon flapped his wings for a final time to finally put his eyes on the sacred garden.
The first sight he laid eyes on was that of Asherah helping her very weary husband back inside their hut.
Abaddon had never hit the ground quite so fast before.
“Yesh!”
The old couple turned around and Abaddon felt his heart clench.
Yesh didn’t look like himself. The divine figure he had always shown to others was replaced with that of a frail old man, who possessed sunken eyes and discolored, blackened lips.
“It’s a shame…. We meet again, and only one of us looks better than we did last.”
Abaddon’s wives arrived behind him one after the other and each of them was equally stunned by what they saw.
Yesh coughed violently into his hand, leaving a black phlegm in the center of his palm.
“He shouldn’t be up yet. We’re moving him back into bed now.” Uriel pushed open the door and began trying to lead her father in by the arm.
“I’ll be fine…When did children get to be so worrisome?” Yesh laughed weakly. “I can manage a few minutes to see some near and dear faces.”
Bekka’s ear twitched suddenly.
She looked over her shoulder as she heard the sound of beating wings coming closer.
White-robed figures started appearing one after another. When the other archangels saw their father standing upright, they became visibly emotional.
“Father!”
“You’re awake!”
They rushed right up to Yesh, but halted just before they actually reached him.
The man looked too fragile to hug. They were quite concerned that they might injure him with a mere embrace.
Yesh looked around and noticed that one of his children was not present. He seemed slightly disappointed.
“Did you not summon Michael..? The boy will be quite distraught to know he has missed me.”
Awkward looks were shared amongst the group indiscriminately.
Yesh listened to the silence for a moment before closing his eyes.
“…I see. I appear to have missed quite a lot then.”
Abaddon believed that to be the understatement of the century.
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The longer Yesh stayed up, the worse he looked.
He started to break out into a sweat. His breathing seemed labored, and he began to have difficulty keeping his eyes open.
Yesh didn’t have very long at all.
“I see… You all have been enduring quite the hardship because of my absence… I’ll shoulder all of the blame.”
“You cannot do that, father!” Uriel wept. “Whatever challenges we have faced are a result of our own shortcomings and can not be blamed on you!”
Yesh didn’t know if he was quite so sure.
He thought of Michael quietly.
His senses were so dulled that he could not even tell what kind of condition his son was in. As a matter of fact, he couldn’t sense anything beyond this very room.
Trying to reset the universe had been the straw to break the camel’s back. Millions of years of rest had only given him 40 minutes’ worth of energy.
He was running on fumes as of now. Meaning he had to say the important things now while he still had the chance.
“Children… would you mind giving me a moment with the Judicator’s family?”
The archangels made themselves scarce, though it wasn’t something they looked particularly thrilled about. Especially not Uriel.
Regardless, she shuffled outside with the rest of her siblings, looking back on the room with a forlorn expression as she left.
Once they were all gone, Yesh slowly turned his head to the back of the room.
The quiet goddess had been standing behind Seras trying to make herself as scarce as possible.
“Come closer child. We have not been properly acquainted I believe…”
Izanami wormed her way through the crowd of bodies.
“It’s nice to see a friendly face when I’ve only just woken from a long nap. Have you come here just to gawk at the dying old man?”
Izanami didn’t say anything, but she reached out to take the hand of Abaddon.
“…I see.” Yesh turned towards Abaddon. “Still as busy as ever.”
Abaddon couldn’t prove it, but he felt like Yesh had just called him a slut.
“I’m sorry that I was unable to attend the wedding. I would’ve liked to offer you twelve my best wishes.”
“We were quite aware of your sentiments, even if you were not with us. You were always in the back of my family’s minds.” Izanami bowed.
“Hoho… please, don’t waste such ceremony on the likes of me. Especially when I am not fit enough to return the gesture.”
Yesh coughed hard again as if to prove his point.
“Stop talking so much, you old man.” Abaddon passed Yesh a cloth to cover his head.
As Yesh accepted the gesture, he stared at Abaddon much more carefully than before.
“…You seem to have grown again in the time I have taken my eyes off you.”
“That’s the way life is, I’m afraid.” Abaddon shrugged nonchalantly.
Yesh seemed to find his words chuckle worthy.
“Simply living would not give you the same smell as Caligo…”
Abaddon raised his brow. “You say that name like I should know it.”
“I would hope that you would… Since all of you now feel similar to her, and I can smell the traces of her, all across my realms… and yet, I can do nothing about it. She’s been busy.”
Abaddon and his wives felt their hearts drop all at the same time.
“Are you talking about Chaos?”
Yesh coughed again but held up his thumb in approval.
“You two are on a first-name basis??” Tatiana was as shocked as anyone.
Now it was Yesh’s turn to shrug nonchalantly. “Strange bedfellows as they say…”
Everyone looked towards Asherah, who was just as baffled by the news as they were.
“Blame not my bride for her lack of knowledge. This was a secret I shared only with my eldest sons…”
Abaddon was floored.
He wrestled with his desire to subject Yesh to an endless line of questioning while simultaneously not wanting to push him to say more than he was physically able.
“I can see the fight written over all of your faces… if you all have something you desire to know, I will tell it to you plain while I still have the time.”
Lisa reached out to grab his hand. “None of us wants to waste precious time interrogating you.”
Yesh smiled up at her sweetly. He squeezed her hand with the little strength he could muster. “Gentle Lisa. Your family is lucky to have such a pillar of warmth to guide them at every turn. I know they are better for it.”
Lisa could only smile in response. She did not feel particularly unappreciated in her life, but a little extra praise was always nice.
Yesh turned his gaze towards the wooden ceiling and stared at it with a slightly forlorn gaze.
Before he knew it, he was spilling all of his most closely guarded secrets.
“It was my first time. The day I first met her…”
Bekka gasped audibly. “You mean you lost your virginity to-”
Valerie put her wife in a headlock and covered her mouth.
“Please ignore our idiot. Her brain is not as big as her gorgeous butt.”
Yeah laughed so hard that he placed himself in another coughing fit.
“Beloved..” Asherah began.
“I’m fine, I promise…” Yesh waved away her concern. “This bit of laughter has made me feel slightly younger. I’m grateful for it.”
Asherah pursed her lips underneath her veil, but didn’t say anything further.
“What I meant was she appeared to me when I was making my very first universe. Just after I had defeated Azathoth, but before I had created you, Abaddon from it’s remains.”
Yesh looked at Abaddon for a long time expecting him to show some kind of reaction to that revelation.
“…You know?”
“We’ve been busy since you’ve been resting.”
“So I see. You’ll have to catch me up when we have more time.”
For a moment, a negative thought flashed in Abaddon’s mind.
What if he never got more time?
“She appeared to me suddenly. I thought her another enemy to face, but she laughed at my assumption. That was the first time I ever felt truly inferior in the world. Her gaze told me everything I needed to know about her.
She was very big, and I was very small.
It was from her that I was offered the fragment that functions as the heart of my beloved. Apparently, it is her duty to bestow the crystal onto every Aeon at the moment of their birth.
She explained its function. It’s purposes. And the necessity of its use.
‘Order means nothing without Chaos’ she said. Tragedy, violence, and horror were her tools and she instructed me on how to wield them. Or should I say that she told me how not to?
Chaos is best uncontrolled. Running free.
The crystal has its own low level of sentience. Chaos wanted me to let it go so that it could spawn horrors and massacres with impunity.”
Yesh suddenly turned to the room and smiled. “I caught her by surprise though. She was so confused it was amusing.”
“…And how exactly did you do that?”
Yesh smiled even wider.
“I asked her if it would be possible to make a partner with it instead. And do you know what she said to me, as her brow quivered with non-understanding? That I was just like her stupid brother.”
I’m super late I know I’m sorry. stuff just kept popping up and getting in the way and I really couldn’t just hunker down and get this finished until right now.
