First Demonic Dragon - Chapter 1266: You’re Back! ...Kinda?

Chapter 1266: You’re Back! …Kinda?

Thea stopped her snickering when she saw the woman who crawled out of the hole.

Most primordial gods were prone to transformation.

Existing as a metaphysical personification rather than a carbon based entity meant that gods could experience taking on many different shapes, sizes, races, creeds, and colors.

Though, because gods also have their own preferences, most of their appearances generally share some form of commonality with one another.

As a result, it was easy for primordial gods to pick each other out, no matter what form they may have been wearing.

That was ordinarily the case, but if Thea didn’t know that she was currently staring at Gaia, or rather her reincarnation… she would never have been able to tell.

Gaia looked nothing like her previous self. Usually, the goddess always looked mostly human, but now, she couldn’t even fool a blind man into thinking that was the case.

Her skin was a rich, teal green color. It was smooth without a single flaw and as beautiful as the land she stood on. It contrasted perfectly with her dark, full lips.

The long, silky locks that flowed from her head were mesmerizing. No longer a brunette, Gaia’s hair was… strange. At times it seemed like a dark blue, in others it seemed closer to a shadowy black. Regardless, it was beautiful.

Her formerly green eyes were now an illuminous yellow. Brighter and more beautiful than almost any that Thea had ever seen.

She had tattoos now. A glowing blue brand sat between her uncovered breasts while a green sigil was inscribed into her forehead.

She had emerged from the hole almost completely nude. The small amount of bioluminescent flowers growing out of her skin and hair did very little in the way of preserving her decency.

Thea was glad that her younger brother was asleep. K’ael typically didn’t do very well with the conversation of women for some reason. She couldn’t imagine how he would react if he suddenly saw a naked one.

“S-Stay away from me, foul blight! You will not claim dominion over me!”

When Thea heard Gaia’s reincarnation speak, she somehow became even more surprised.

Her voice sounded nothing like it did before. And there was an underlying elegance to her speech that she had not heard from the whiny, sometimes very childish goddess.

’Is she really-’

As soon as Thea began to doubt the woman in front of her, she witnessed her turn away and attempt to run.

…She took three steps before she tripped on her own two feet and ate a mouthful of soil.

’Oh, thank goodness it’s her.’ Thea wiped her brow in relief.

“B-Blast these wobbly things..!”

Gaia’s reincarnation produced a bed of flowers from the soil.

She began to sink into them, intending to flee from the presumed danger.

“Wait a minute!”

Bashenga grabbed the woman from behind before she could run away and began pulling her out of the flowers by her waist.

“I’m not going to hurt you!”

“You have a most humorous way of showing it, creature! I will not be assimilated by a horror like you!” The woman threw her head back and cracked Bashenga across the bridge of his nose.

It did not particularly hurt, but Bashenga was annoyed that he could hear Thea laughing her ass off behind him.

“I am not trying to assimilate you, woman! I am your husband!”

The goddess suddenly stopped her struggling.

She slowly looked back at the man holding her, her expression incredulous.

“….I beg your pardon? What is a husband?”

– A few minutes later…

Thea was on the phone with her father while she worked on a project. Judging by the crease in her brow and the slightly whiny tone in her voice, she was having a rather tough time.

“Dad, I don’t think I’m doing this right… This is why you or Mom should be here doing this. I suck at manifestation!”

On the other side of the phone, Abaddon’s voice was warm and reassuring. “I’m sure you’re doing well, my dear. Just remember, you don’t need to make the outpost perfect. Just good enough to set up a portal and a summoning circle, and I’ll come through and fix the rest.”

“This is so unfair! I’m a fate goddess, I don’t make things, I just record and keep track of the stuff that’s already made!”

“Well, does this help you feel a bit closer to your mother and give you a bit more respect for her divinity?”

“No, it makes me think she gave all of her talent to Straga.”

Thea looked down at her chest and abs.

“…Well, I guess she didn’t leave me out to dry completely, but still.”

Judging by the very deep sigh her father let out over the phone, he could apparently tell what she was thinking quite easily.

“Yesh never warned me that having daughters would try the soul to this degree…”

“You hush, old man, you know you love me.”

“This is why Princess Fiona got locked in a tower. I just want you to know that.”

Thea rolled her eyes as she finally got to put her hands down after almost twenty minutes of work.

Staring back at her was a hastily made fortress of stone.

Thea was a lot of things… an architect was not one of them.

She walked through the mishappen door and came to a stop inside a cylindrical foyer.

Thea snapped her fingers, and a complex magical circle appeared on the ground in front of her. She held her hand out over it and manipulated her body to allow a single drop of blood to fall from her nailbed.

Instantly, the circle turned bright red, and she took a few steps back.

Thea blinked, and suddenly she was staring at a very tall, very menacing figu-

“Hi, Mommy! Want a cookie??”

Askari and Reken sat on each of Abaddon’s shoulders, one hand full of cookie and another holding onto their grandfather’s horns.

Coincidentally, Abaddon was also gnawing on a cookie with one hand, while he held baby Agheel in the other arm.

Displeased, Thea immediately folded her arms.

“Why are you boys eating cookies at two in the afternoon?”

“Nanni Z wasn’t finished making the red velvet cake yet.” Reken answered as if it were obvious.

“And Nanni Ayaana ate all the peanut butter cups.” Askari snitched.

“…” Thea slowly turned to glare at her father.

Abaddon however was unfazed.

“…These my grandbabies; if I say they can have sugar, they can have sugar.”

What was Thea going to do? Whoop him?

He sidestepped his daughter, ignoring the furious gaze she was boring into his back.

When the dragon stepped outside, he took one look at the wasteland around him and whistled.

“Sword That Sweeps The Land?” Abaddon noted. “Attagirl. I’m surprised you still remember it. I taught you that technique over four thousand years ago.”

He ruffled his daughter’s hair proudly. Thea, despite being angry with her father just a few moments ago, couldn’t help but grin slightly.

Abaddon turned to glance at the building his daughter created and resisted the urge to snicker.

“How very…*ahem* ingenuitive.”

Thea elbowed her father hard, but only succeeded in wresting a laugh from him.

He began making the necessary connections without a thought. At the same time, he made a summoning circle of his own to begin calling soldiers to begin setting up the new outpost.

“Where are your brothers?” He asked casually. “Did you find Gaia?”

“Well…” Thea clicked her nails together before he pointed to the distance where a single, burned tree was the only thing that still stood.

On one side, there was a random, white mattress lying at the base of the tree. K’ael was atop it and sleeping in much the same way he had ever since he was a baby. On the other side, two deities were sitting across from each other, seemingly in deep conversation.

“Is that…?” Abaddon began.

Thea nodded. “Yes… But she seems a little rattled and hostile. A lot of things happened when we found her, and… Dad?”

Abaddon noted Thea’s rather serious tone and stopped what he was doing. He turned to her, his eyes concerned. “What’s wrong, flower..?”

Thea smiled bitterly at the sentimental old name. “It’s… my master. I found he-”

“Hey, they’re kissing!”

Askari pointed over to the clearing where Bashenga and Gaia’s reincarnation were indeed locked in an embrace.

Thea was mortified. She tried to pull her children down from their grandfather’s shoulders by force.

“Cover your eyes! Cover your eyes right now!!”