Chapter 507 – Yzzorres Talks

"Yzzorres, what happened when the world split?" I ask.

"Everyone fought for the higher realms," Yzzorres says. "There was a stupid war and a bunch of deaths. The ones that survived have all basically died out by now. It caused most true beings to die."

A few days of sleeping, and that is all she can come up with?

"Ryze had a lot more to say about that time," I say.

"Then ask her," Yzzorres says.

"No, you're my mate, and I'm stuck here," I say. "It sounds like you had a high chance of dying in the fighting, so I'm not about to blame you or say you should've done something else. I just want to have something to do besides sleep between meetings with Kou and Elora. You're forcing me to be here, so make it worth my time."

"So you know I didn't do much during the war," Yzzorres says.

"Yes, Ryze complained about you hiding," I say.

"I was trying to live," Yzzorres says. "I wasn't the strongest dragon back then. I even had a mate. One that I hated and did everything I could to ignore. He swore I was pregnant. I knew I wasn't, but if he was going to give me a reason not to do anything, I was going to take it. I hid away and just snuck some information from dragons that flew through the mountains as they all gradually forgot about me. My mate died at some point, so I switched mountains to this one just in case he told someone where I was before he died. I didn't care to help the dragonkin; they should be able to beat some stupid elves and phoenixes for the land. Oh, it started as just one realm. When Ryze died, the first of the phoenixes to die, that is when our two realms split. The elves killed her, from what I heard. They didn't know she would reform in the ashes. She was the strongest Phoenix, killing dragon after dragon while the rest of her kind fought back against the elves. The elves figured out that they needed to kill her so that the other true phoenixes would have to join the three-way fight. It worked, obviously, but Ryze lived and ran, just like I did."

"She just died and said she had to start from the beginning," I say. "It's hard to blame her for running, especially if I'm not going to blame you for running."

"The chicken ran," Yzzorres says. "Others with only one class fought in that war. And they started dying in droves once she died. The elves were a lot stronger back then. And then the phoenixes also had to start facing the dragons. The cracks formed slowly along the new realm, taking thirty years or so for the three realms to be created. The kitsunes hid the fact that they had their own realm, and then you have the fucking ice elves living in their shit hole. Nobody cared to even try to find the entrance to their realm, though a few found it and came back as blocks of ice. The true beings fought and fought until they didn't have the numbers anymore. And then the pathetic lower beings hatched a plan to capture and kill the Elven royalty. The phoenixes and dragons wanted to cut them out of the running, and it worked. That is how they gained control over the Queendom. Shortly after they killed the elven Queen, the realm split. After that, the true dragons and phoenixes attacked eachother, trying to earn themselves two higher realms. The lower beings followed along, hunting any intruders to their realm. When the dragons stopped passing through the mountains, I knew something bad had happened, so I started hunting. And then I ran into Power breaking the Goddesses' rules. I played the good girl and bowed, and she told me not to talk about it, and she blessed me with gaining three classes at once, letting me easily gain enough power to hold back the three phoenixes that were left. Is that enough words for you?"

"Yes," I say. "Thank you. I was wondering how you got the tattoo without Power having a temple. Sorry, you must have lost friends in the war."

"I guess."

"It's ok to have friends," I say, trying to pet her side. She's curled up a bit tighter than usual, and well, as always, my belly grows quickly with all the kids I put in it.

"I lost friends," Yzzorres says. "I should've fought in the damn war."

"But then you could be dead right now, and the dragonkin may have been completely wiped out," I say. "Maybe you could've convinced the others to stop fighting after the war, but they might have just forced you to fight instead. War fucking sucks. It would be best if it never happened, but with a Goddess dedicated to it, I don't think that's possible. Or with everyone's greed. My harem's power is likely going to stop wars for a while, but eventually, someone will want more than they have and start something."

"Maybe," Yzzorres says.

"Thank you," I say. "You can go back to sleep if you want. Oh, wait, one last thing. I was able to change forms in the divine realm, even though I'm pregnant. Do you know why?"

"The divine realm is stupid," Yzzorres says. "They break too many rules up there. It would be better if they had to be down here."

Of course, Yzzorres would have that wonderful idea. Let's have the evil bitches come down into the world and fuck us all up even more! "They all seem to think that would be a terrible thing," I say.

"Maybe."

"Sorry, you can sleep now," I say. Well, I learned one thing. Don't trust Yzzorres's judgment about what the Goddesses should do. "Oh, can I visit Dragon really quick? I'll come back on my own."

"Whatever," Yzzorres says.

"I'll do that tomorrow," I say. "I'll be here today. If you need anything."

"Do what you want," Yzzorres says.

"I am," I say.

*** Alzi, Second body (One meant for the kids) ***

I need to visit the Priestesses who I got pregnant. They've all given birth, and Writing has as well, but I don't know if I really want to see her. No, I can't punish the child for their Mother. I did agree to have a kid with the stupid Goddess.

But who do I bring? A Goddess would be the safest. Not Man, that would be the opposite of safe, but maybe Destruction? No, that may threaten the Goddesses. Luck or Lactation would be better choices.

I just have to find those troublesome three. Though it's probably four, since I don't see Irlo around.

"Nanoka, do you know where the Goddesses are?" I shout out.

"Irlo's playroom," Nanoka says. "You're going to love this."

I'm sure I will.

I trudge up a floor and over to a playroom that Irlo has practically taken over. Everyone follows her lead at this point. She sets up the games, when they're going to play, who will do what, and is the center of attention. The others love it. Every time I ask if they're ok with the situation, they say yes before I can finish asking the question. I even ask the Goddesses to make sure my kids are telling me the truth, and they're always happy to follow Irlo's lead.

I think they're still afraid to play without someone in a position of power telling them it's ok, and Irlo being a more 'official' Princess does that for them.

It is hard to say that over a hundred kids are all Princesses. They all stem from me in some way, unlike most noble families, which have the kids from the headwife, and then all the other kids, and then maybe from a man, but that hardly counts for anything. All the kids are mine, except for a few from Yumninea's harem, and I guess Kiyomi is also my kid by law, but Nanoka has warned me about trying to pull that one off. I still want to do it, though. Maybe I'll say I want all of Nanoka's kids in a painting and drag her over for that or something?

Irlo has the door closed, which is not a good sign, given Nanoka's warning.

I open the door and look at the four troublemakers.

"I raise," Luck says. "Um, raise a toast, of water, to our friendship?"

The three Goddesses are all wearing glasses. Lactation does look incredibly cute with hers on. Some of the cards on the table are face down, and there's a small pile of coin-shaped objects next to each of them.

"What is going on here?" I ask.

"Daddy!" Irlo shouts. "We're playing Princesses!"

"Are you, now?" I say, walking up behind the spoiled Princess. "Is that why you have a normal deck of cards out? Oh, and what is with the chips, and why do you not have any cards, just a deck with a few cards face up in the middle of the table? I don't believe this is how you play Princesses."

"I'm trying a new variant," Irlo says.

"No. Luck, what have you put them up to?" I ask.

"Princesses?" Luck says.

I just raise my eyebrow and wait for the real answer.

"I wanted to practice," Luck says.

"What are the chips worth?" I ask.

"MILK!" Lactation says.

Well, I see how she got roped into this. Destruction must have hoped they would get caught. "And who would be providing this milk, and why does Irlo have chips? She's much too old for that."

"You have to tip the dealer," Luck says.

"Who has been teaching you all about gambling?" I ask. These girls...

"I'm learning about it," Luck says. "Naturally, from my affinity. A lot of people are praying to me about it, and I want to help them better."

It wouldn't be the worst thing in the world if she bankrupted all the gambling houses, as long as they don't start gambling about the Queendom's downfall or something. Maybe I can get everyone to bet that the Queendom will do better, and Luck would help make that happen?

"No, don't be dragging in kids to gambling," I say. "You're all too young for that, and you shouldn't be gambling with something that I have to provide the payout for. And Lactation, you have to know this is a game of luck. She was going to win all the chips in the end."

"No," Destruction says, slamming the table. The chips float up a few inches, then burst into little fireworks. "I was never going to let them get the chips."

"I don't know if I should thank you for that or punish you for destroying others' things," I sigh. "No more gambling. Play Princesses for real, and Lactation, I've decided that you're the one who's coming with me on a little adventure to some temples."

"Ok!" Lactation says, holding her arms up for me. I don't know why I thought this would be a punishment for her.

I pick her up, and Nanoka sends me on my way with a soft chuckle in my ear.

"Fuck, Nanoka is fucking annoying," Victoria says. "Where the fuck are we going at this damn hour?"

"To visit some temples," I say. "I have some kids with Priestesses that were just born, and I want to see them all."

"Fucking great," Victoria says. "So just the damn traveling for me?"

"Yes, if you could try to limit the cursing?" I ask.

"Good fucking luck," Victoria says.

"Kou is starting to think about using soap to fix your tongue," I say.

"Good fucking luck with getting me to choke that shit down," Victoria says. "Now, can we fucking walk with our fucking legs through the damn doors?"

"Fine, fine," I say. "There's no need to exaggerate. I won't let Kou try to put soap in your mouth, because we both know she would find a way to actually do it."

"Fucking right."