Chapter 100 Interlude꞉ Preparing for the Evil Dragon Bloodline to Enter Its Third Generation! ②
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Once, this was a place of sealing, a tomb to chain the Evil Dragon that could shatter the world. Now, it had transformed into a sacred birthing chamber, a cradle for the prosperity and continuation of that same fearsome bloodline. Four women, draped in white birthing robes, moved with purpose across the woven mats that would serve as the birthing bed, the ubudoko.
They checked and rechecked the stone pillars bound by the Nawaumitsuna, the sacred Binding Rope of Birth, ensuring no flaw could jeopardize the arrival of their unborn children. Sakuya and Uigetsu, first-time mothers, approached the task with a fervor that bordered on obsession, testing the ropes and pillars with a meticulousness that spoke of their resolve to bring their father’s children into the world without error. Their hands struck stone, testing its strength, as if daring fate itself to falter.
Yaten, seasoned by two prior births, carried herself with a calm confidence.
Her sister, the Void Dragon, radiated the same arrogance born of their lineage, her body a fortress of certainty that betrayed only the faintest flicker of unease. The air around them hummed with anticipation, the weight of legacy pressing down like the heavy scent of earth before a storm.
”Hmph,” Yaten murmured, her voice low and rich, “we’ve checked enough, haven’t we? Are the little ones still not satisfied?”
”Let them be,” came a gentle reply from beside her, the speaker’s tone warm with indulgence. “It’s their first time. Let them fuss until their hearts are content.”
Yaten stepped back, her work done, and settled her gaze on her daughters, Sakuya and Uigetsu, as they continued their relentless inspection. Her eyes softened, a quiet nostalgia stirring within her as she traced the curve of her own swollen belly, cradling the life within.
The sight of her daughters tugging at the Nawaumitsuna, hammering the pillars to test their unyielding strength, was like gazing into a mirror of her own past. When she had prepared for Uigetsu’s birth, she too had struck those stones with such ferocity that cracks had threatened to spiderweb across their surface. The blood of the Evil Dragon flowed strong, binding mother and daughters in a lineage of fierce devotion.
”Kufufu,” Yaten chuckled, her voice a low purr, “they are truly my children, aren’t they?”
”No doubt about it,” the voice beside her agreed, warm with pride. “They throw themselves into this for the sake of their unborn, just like their mother did. I still remember how you nearly shattered those pillars when Uigetsu was coming, pounding them without mercy.”
Yaten’s lips curved into a faint smile, her gaze drifting to the pillars.
”If I recall, my enthusiasm might’ve been why one broke during the labor. But this time, I’ve made sure they’re forged to withstand even that.”
Her eyes lingered on the stone pillars, now steeped in miasma, their surfaces pulsing with a cursed aura. Bathed in the Evil Dragon’s spiritual power, they had become relics of dread, akin to the killing stones of legend, radiating a deathly curse that could slay any life that dared approach. Only those of the Shiryuin Clan or the Evil Dragon’s bloodline could stand in their presence without succumbing.
Sakuya and Uigetsu struck them without hesitation, their blows echoing with a ferocity that seemed to draw forth the pillars’ own malevolent thoughts, as if the stone itself cursed the world in response. Yet the sisters paid it no mind. They understood that the more hatred and resentment the pillars absorbed, the stronger they became, and so they hammered on, relentless.
”It’s said the more negativity they soak up, the sturdier the pillars become,” Yaten mused, her tone light but her eyes sharp. “But… don’t they almost seem to be crying under all that punishment?”
”Those are your daughters’ fists at work,” came the reply, tinged with amusement. “The blood of the Evil Dragon flows in them. To withstand such violence is a feat in itself, but even these pillars might buckle under that onslaught.”
The pillars, now avatars of curse and malice, began to emit a keening wail, a psychic scream of anguish under the unrelenting assault. Uigetsu, ever the gentler soul among the bloodline, faltered at the sound.
Her fists stilled, and she turned to Sakuya, who continued her barrage without pause. “Enough, Sakuya,” Uigetsu called, her voice soft but urgent, stepping in to restrain her sister.
”There’s my girl,” Yaten said, her tone warm with approval. “Uigetsu’s always been the kindest of them, hasn’t she?”
”She has a heart for others,” the voice beside her agreed. “It’s what makes her such a pure dragon, despite her blood. To show pity even to a cursed pillar? That’s her nature.”
Yaten tilted her head, addressing the unborn child within her. “What say you, little one?”
The response was a faint stir, a ripple of thought that brought a delighted grin to Yaten’s face. “Indifference, with a touch of mercy,” she said, her voice warm with pride. “To carry the Evil Dragon’s blood and still feel pity?
My bloodline is evolving, it seems. No longer do we revel in cruelty for its own sake. Master’s teachings have tamed even our darkest instincts.”
”There’s a longing for her father in her, though,” the voice teased. “A romantic streak that fills her soul with joy. Keep that up, and she might not turn out so bad.”
Yaten’s grin widened, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
”Though she’s a bit too fond of her father, isn’t she? Kufufu, always craving his presence, clinging to Master like a lovesick pup.”
Her swollen belly pressed closer, distorting slightly as she wrapped her arms around Clan Head, her embrace fierce and possessive. The unborn child within seemed to sense her father’s presence, radiating thoughts of melting joy.
Mother and child, bound as one, surrendered to the man before them, their golden eyes—gleaming with a mix of maternal warmth and unrestrained desire—locked onto him. Even on the cusp of childbirth, Yaten’s gaze burned with a hunger that refused to dim.
”My little one’s already chosen her mate before she’s even born,” Yaten purred, her voice dripping with delight. “Already learning the ways of beauty that could topple kingdoms. Oh, I can’t wait to teach her the arts of allure.”
”Not until she’s grown,” the man countered firmly. “As a child, she’ll learn compassion and care, not the ways of desire.”
Yaten’s eyes narrowed playfully. “Only when her body and spirit are ready, you say?
Hmph, to make me wait? Only you, Master, could demand such restraint and expect me to obey.”
She pressed her pregnant belly closer, her arrogance as an Evil Dragon tempered by his presence. Then, with a slow, deliberate motion, she turned her face to him and closed her eyes, inviting what was to come.
”A kiss, Master,” she whispered, her voice a sultry challenge. “Give me that, and I’ll do as you say—ah!””
Before she could finish, his lips found the delicate curve beneath her jaw, his tongue slipping inside with a boldness that stole her breath.
Yaten’s eyes widened in shock, but as their tongues entwined, her surprise melted into a haze of pleasure. Her body pressed closer, clinging to him as if she were a fledgling begging for sustenance, each kiss deepening their bond.
”Will this kiss make you obey?” he asked, his voice low and teasing.
”Not enough,” she gasped, her tone defiant yet playful. “If you want an Evil Dragon to submit, you’ll need a far greater offering—mmph!”
He silenced her with another kiss, fierce and unyielding, pulling her close with a strength that honored the life she carried. Her body tensed for a moment, then softened, surrendering to him completely.
Her hands rested lightly on his chest, her golden eyes—now radiant with desire—seeing only him. The Evil Dragon, capable of razing worlds, had become a woman captivated by her mate.
”You’ll follow me now, won’t you, Yaten?” he murmured, his voice a quiet command.
”Yes…” she breathed, her voice trembling with devotion. “For your kiss, I’d obey any command, Master…”
Her words, heavy with surrender, hung in the air as he claimed her lips once more, their tongues dancing in a fervent exchange. The world could burn, but in that moment, she was his.
”Then let me grant one more wish,” he said, his voice soft but resolute. “Let me fulfill whatever it is you desire, Yaten.”
Yaten’s laughter, a low, velvet chuckle, rippled through the air, carrying the weight of her ancient lineage and the warmth of her devotion. “Kufufu, to think you’d tame an Evil Dragon capable of razing the world, yet still desire to bind yourself to me as a mate.
Truly, Master, you are magnificent… But our little one, left behind in this moment, is pouting just a touch. Won’t you offer her a kiss too, to soothe her?”
Her words wove a spell, striking the deepest chords of the heart with a tenderness that belied her fearsome nature. She was no longer just the world-destroying Evil Dragon; she was Yaten, a mate offering herself wholly to the man before her.
Her golden eyes shimmered with unshed tears, not of sorrow but of overwhelming trust, their depths reflecting the unbreakable bond she placed in him. With a slow, deliberate motion, she shed her white birthing robe, letting it fall like a whisper to the ground. Her body, full and radiant like an earth mother goddess, stood bared, her swollen belly a testament to the life they had created together—a living embodiment of their love.
”This child,” she murmured, her voice soft yet resonant, her hands cradling the curve of her stomach, “is the fruit of our love, the life we’ve woven together. Master, to our beloved child… grant the greatest comfort you can offer.”
The air in the birthing chamber seemed to still, as if the cursed pillars themselves held their breath.
Yaten’s gaze never wavered, her golden eyes locked on him, brimming with a fierce, maternal pride and an unspoken plea. The moment lingered, heavy with the weight of their shared legacy, the miasma-laden stones casting long shadows that seemed to bow in reverence to the life about to emerge.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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