Chapter 75 Interlude – Encircled by the Evil Dragon’s Bloodline, Void Dragon ③
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
A radiant surge of life’s essence flowed into Void Dragon’s heart of creation [T/N: Heart of creation—a poetic term for her capacity to nurture life]. My guiding force, a beacon of vitality, kindled new life within her delicate frame, its warmth spreading like a river of light. Her form, glowing with the beauty of a fallen kingdom, shimmered as it embraced this gift, her silhouette softly rounding with the promise of new life.
”Oh… Inji-sama… my heart feels so full of your warmth…”
”No ordinary soul could hold such radiance. Only an Evil Dragon could.”
Her glowing form, imbued with life’s essence, seemed to pulse with vitality. Bathed in this warmth, her youthful spirit lay gently cradled, her movements soft and serene. Raising her arms in a gesture of trust, her radiant face shone with fulfillment as she rested, anchored by our shared bond. From her core, a wave of joyful energy blossomed, nourishing the life within—a spark of vitality and miasma [T/N: Miasma—a supernatural aura of power] that grew like a seedling under divine care.
”Let our child grow strong, nurtured by your light…”
”Like a guardian spirit, hmm?”
The life within, savoring this warmth, pulsed with strength, its miasma deepening, vibrant with growth. Like a guardian spirit [T/N: Guardian spirit—a mythical entity tied to life’s energy], it drew strength from this bond, amassing a quiet power.
”A future to cherish.”
Her radiant form, paired with her youthful grace, painted a tender scene. Anchored by our connection, Void Dragon caressed her glowing core with a mother’s gentle gaze. From innocent spirit to nurturing soul, her Evil Dragon nature blossomed into overwhelming devotion, her lips curving into a soft smile.
”The life we’ve woven, Master Inji… it’s my joy.”
Cradling her glowing form like a treasure, she whispered her gratitude. Her golden eyes, brimming with longing, met mine as she reached for an embrace. Mindful of her delicate state, I held her close, sharing gentle, loving warmth.
”I want… to weave more joy with you, Master Inji.”
”If you wish, I’ll share as many moments of creation as you desire.”
”Dozens, hundreds… like stars in the sky… I want to bring so many to life.”
The Evil Dragon’s Bloodline carried the boundless drive of an earth mother. Transforming their fierce instincts into creation and care, Void Dragon embodied primal devotion. For her, nurturing life with her chosen partner was the ultimate joy, a desire to create as vast as the heavens. Remarkably, her spirit was capable of such feats.
If unchecked, the Evil Dragon’s Bloodline could reshape the world…!
”Let’s keep it gentle. Two or three at a time, perhaps.”
”Then in a year, ten lives! I can nurture that!”
”With how swiftly Evil Dragons grow, ten in a year… it’s within reach.”
It wasn’t mere dreaming. Their vitality and strength made it possible. In months, they’d reach maturity, born with immense power—a pace that could awe humanity. Focused solely on creation, their Bloodline could become a radiant force. Yet, their innate intensity risked tipping into chaos. I had to guide each life, tempering their spirits to channel their strength safely.
Like Sakuya and Uigetsu, they must face their own shadows…
Gazing at the life’s potent miasma, I reflected. Born with fierce vitality, they’d enter the world as radiant forces. One misstep in their upbringing, and their power could spark turmoil. As their guide, my duty was profound.
”They’re spirited, but they’re my cherished lives.”
”Young dragons… their blood runs fierce.”
Like Sakuya and Uigetsu, taming their intensity was possible. By becoming devoted Papa’s Daughters, they could balance their nature. I hoped future lives would find purpose to outweigh their fire. Tracing my hand over her glowing form, I felt the life’s joy surge, as if sensing me. From its earliest spark, it adored my touch, its miasma calming like a still lake. Cradled by my warmth, it seemed to rest in peace.
”This life already adores Papa.”
”My touch soothes their spirit. They cherish it.”
Her golden eyes sparkled, reflecting the unbreakable bond forming between us and our creation, a testament to the Bloodline’s devotion.
”Your touch, Master Inji… it feels so warm…”
I traced gentle circles over Void Dragon’s radiant form, feeling its warmth. She melted under my touch, her face glowing with serenity, as if I were soothing a cherished part of her soul. The life within mirrored her, captivated by my hands. A soft tap sparked delight from the tiny spark, while my slow strokes drew joyful breaths from Void Dragon.
”Such care might nurture their spirit well.”
”Papa’s so loved… every touch makes them glow.”
The life pulsed with delight at my touch, sinking deeper into peace with each stroke. My presence seemed to weave into their essence, leaving them serene with joy. Moments of care, and the life was enthralled, its spirit trembling in quiet rapture, basking in warmth.
Is it my closeness they love? Or the act of being cherished? Either way, if my touch brings them joy, that’s enough.
As a guide, their response to my care filled me with warmth. The more I offered, the more the life craved, tempting me to nurture them endlessly. Void Dragon, the mother, savored my touch on her radiant form, her face softening with serenity. It was a gentle gift—nurturing both mother and life at once.
”Your touch… it’s so comforting…”
Like embers glowing in warmth, Void Dragon and her creation were lost in serenity. Her form, the beauty of a fallen kingdom, rested gently on the bedding, a vision of trust with her radiant glow. I carefully eased my guiding presence, ensuring her heart of creation remained serene. Despite the surge of life, her core held it gently, not a spark fading.
”That’s the third spark. Quite a vision, isn’t it?”
Side by side, the radiant princesses—each glowing with the promise of life—cradled their forms, lost in the lingering warmth of creation. Sakuya, Uigetsu, and now Void Dragon, their luminous spirits transformed into vessels of hope. The harmony of the Evil Dragon’s Bloodline [T/N: Evil Dragon’s Bloodline—a mythical lineage of draconic power] felt like a fitting description for this moment.
”Hmm, your guiding light grows brighter with each bond. A radiant turn,” a voice chimed.
”Yaten? We shared this warmth last night, and you seek more already?”
”Of course, Master. Each bond deepens our joy, our spirits entwined like paired stars.”
Yaten’s words carried the boundless devotion of the Bloodline, her voice warm yet fierce, ready to weave our connection ever closer.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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