“Congratulations!”
“You look great!”
“I’m so proud of you!”
“You look like a new woman!”
“Our youngest has grown up so well!”
After Tatiana and Lillian’s successful ascension, they were immediately swarmed by the rest of the wives who assailed them with thoughtful words of praise and admiration.
After all, this was something to be celebrated.
Everyone of them were now supreme ranked gods who felt powerful enough to take on near any enemy who came across their path.
And the reality indeed was not that far off.
With the exception of but a few remaining threats, there was little that could accomplish their demise.
“Thank you everyone!” Tatiana said with a smile as she was smothered between the breasts of Seras and Lisa. “Although I must admit, my divinities are a bit unexpected… Who knew that I would turn out to be a goddess of chaos and madness?”
Immediately, Tatiana was met with empty, blank looks.
Unlike Abaddon, none of the other wives were oblivious to her underlying homicidal and sometimes bipolar nature.
Ripping the hundred handed one in half was just the tip of the iceberg.
Though Tati was egregiously sweet, motherly, and caring, she was also nearly unrivaled in her possessiveness and delirious love of Abaddon and the other wives.
For almost an entire year, she had watched them from the sidelines, her affection and admiration growing further and further with every passing day.
Heartache was not the only thing that took root in her soul during all of that time.
There was also no short supply of madness that had grown and festered within her being, becoming an obsession with each of them that had a near unrivaled chaotic nature.
They knew exactly why she had received her divinities.
To see her family happy, loved, and protected, she would become an abomination of unrivaled comparison.
…It was part of the reason they all loved her so much!
Were they to suffer even a scratch, she would submerge the world beneath her oceans to unburden herself from her grief.
Perhaps that is why her marking from Abaddon gave her with the name A’une; The Drowned.
“A-Anyway! Husband! Are you not going to congratulate… us?”
Lillian and all of the rest of the wives looked toward the man they loved and found him floating in the water a few feet away, but his eyes were closed like he was in a trance.
Confused, all of the girls inched forward to inspect him, not sure what was going on.
They required only a moment to see that he was inside of his mental space, like he’d started meditating.
But he wasn’t alone in that handsome horned head of his.
“Is he in there… with a bitch..?” Lailah asked dangerously.
–
For the Tathamet wives, entering into Abaddon’s mental space is just as easy as coming in and out of a bead door.
So it was no surprise when they all entered boldly without bothering to knock, and found what they already knew to be inside.
Their husband sitting cross legged in front of a young dragon woman that neither of them recognized.
“Husband…Who..is…that..?”
Abaddon watched the tattoos on Tatiana’s face grow in size, along with her teeth and claws.
‘By the gods, she is sexy..’ Abaddon was glad that he had total body control, or else he would have disgraced himself in front of his new guest.
Because his blood was only barely going to his brain at the moment, his answer to her question ended up being… a bit less well thought out than he meant for it to be.
“She’s Lucia. Right now, she’s telling me her life story.”
Tatiana: “…”
Abaddon: “…”
Lucia: “…Fuck-”
BOOOM!!
In a fraction of a second, Tatiana tackled Abaddon to the ground while the rest of the wives encircled Lucia and backed her into a corner.
Abaddon smiled lustfully as Tatiana’s hands found their way around his throat.
Her golden eyes burned with so much delicious jealousy that he nearly turned his pants into a Jackson Pollock painting.
“Why.. are you so interested in her life story..? And why have you allowed her into your most precious and vulnerable space? Are you planning to flirt with her? To bed her? Did you let her see your baby pictures? How could you betray us like this? Are we not all that you need? I will kill you for this, and then we can die together..! In the afterlife I will hold you for forever and ever and never let you go, not even if you beg or plead with those precious eyes of yours which I love so much more than even the air in my lungs..!”
With an erection that was hard enough to cut diamond, Abaddon reversed he and Tatiana’s position in an instant before kissing her with so much palpable passion that you could bottle it up and sell it.
Tatiana did not fight it in the slightest, and instead dragged her nails along his back as she let out soft and muffled moans.
Meanwhile, Lucia watched all of this with a neutral yet intrigued gaze.
‘Huh… I wonder if that’s what we look like?’ she thought.
“You do not seemed frightened by our arrival.” Bekka said ominously.
Lucia suddenly snapped back to attention and shyly lowered her head.
“If I am honest… I was at first. But now that I think about it, I think this is exactly how my sisters and I would react in this situation. So I don’t think any of you are quite so scary anymore… You just love your husband as much as I love mine. It is so touching to see.”
Lucia’s honest words had the largest effect on Eris, who is known as the group’s biggest softie.
“Aww.. she doesn’t seem too bad! I saw we let her keep her life!”
However, Lailah, the group’s most coldhearted, was not amused.
“I don’t see why we should, since she has entered into the most cherished part of our husband’s being.”
“Oh, well if it helps then I feel you must know that this was accidental. We aren’t sure how I ended up in here, and Mr. Abaddon had only asked me about my life story because he wanted to learn what was so special about me to allow that to happen.”
Immediately, the eyes of all of the wives widened.
Slipping inside of Abaddon’s mind was not just something that anyone could do.
Even if one of the gods had tried to do such a thing, they would all have failed miserably and faced a severe backlash as a result.
Even the mother goddess does not have an ability to come and go so freely like this.
The fact that this girl had done so was both alarming and inconceivable.
“I can’t believe this… My husband’s mind infiltrated by a baby dragon, and not even a transcendent one. I am no longer sure if I should laugh or cry.” Valerie joked.
“Transcendent dragon?” Lucia questioned.
“Dragons created from the blood of the first ever born himself. Superior in every way to normal dragons and draconic hybrids. We are the concept of great and terrible might given flesh.” Seras explained.
Lucia couldn’t help but feel like there were stars in her eyes as she listened to their explanation.
“Miraculous… Where were all of you when the dragons on Tayar died out?”
All eight women surrounding Lucia tilted their heads in confusion.
“Tayar?”
“Yes…?”
“Is that another world or something?”
“I…suppose you could say that.”
The girls looked at each other for a moment before nodding in understanding.
“Start talking.”Lailah said authoritatively. “Don’t just tell us about what you are, but also where you come from.”
Abaddon and Tatiana finally came back over, though they were noticeably less interested in hearing about this than they probably should have been.
Their only focus seemed to be on getting this whole ordeal over so that they could go back to their hotel room and start the lengthy and delicious process of bringing their seventh child into the world.
With a wry smile, Lucia started to tell her new acquaintances the short history of Tayar (Or at least what she remembered herself.)
Needless to say, they all found it quite surprising to learn about the eternal war going on between a group of humans, elves, dwarves, and fairies, known as the Races of Light, and The Fallen Races, those consisting of Dark Elves, Undead, Beastmen, and Demons.
While the details of the war were concerning and upsetting, they could not linger on their troubles while they still had their own to sort out, and kept listening for any little clue.
When Lucia finally told them about their life, they found some of it interesting or even humorous, but it still didn’t explain how she was able to come here.
That is, until Abaddon felt like he heard something interesting.
“Lucia… The creature who’s blood your husband drink… What kind of being was it?”
Lucia blinked her eyes momentarily in confusion as she placed a hand on her chin.
“Oh, that? No one really knows it’s name, but we all just call it the Old One, or the Beast of The End. As for what kind of creature it is, I can’t really say since I wasn’t alive back then and there are no drawings or descriptions of it. But from what folklore says… it was a true horror.”
Abaddon’s eyes narrowed as he relinquished his grip on Tatiana’s hand for the first time since she’d shown up.
“Lucia…I believe I might like to meet this husband of yours. Can you try to call him he-”
–
Abaddon jolted awake within the cold, dark waters of the ocean deep and stared condescendingly at the woman in front of him.
Even underwater, Asherah’s blue veil was immaculate and dd not show a single sign of being disturbed.
“Why did you do that?” he asked, somewhat irritated.
“I.. am unsure.” she admitted.
This in turn surprised Abaddon to no small degree, as he had never heard the mother goddess sound so small or unconfident before.
“What do you mean you are unsure? Surely you have not disturbed me from my own mind for no reason.”
“..I… just had this?feeling,?Tathamet. One that you were getting too close to something you aren’t yet ready for.”