fessions of the Historian are non-tinuous pseudo chapters that feature a timeframe far removed from the main story. They will not affect the main story’s update schedule, and will instead be uploaded at random intervals alongside them.
Ep 41. fessions of the Historian: Unfated
Serenis. Ivaratus. Kedor. Nodhyle. Lucid. Ruda. Eden. The seven eldest and most powerful of demons that led their respective tribes as demonlords, f the beginnings of demonkind.
But it wasn’t always seven – no, that wasn’t how it began. This premise is fwed, for among the seven was ohat was far younger. Among the seven was ohat was not truly a demon.
Among the seven was an error that was never supposed to exist.
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“…”
“e now, there’s o look so grim. Was it not just yesterday when you spoke of always wishing to be at my side?”
“Please don’t say that out loud…”
The young man buried his flushed face between his palms, the blue skies bing into darkness. Everything about this mome surreal; the giant bed of wool ahers behind his back, the warmth of the dragonlord’s arm on his chest. And the naked body of which said arm beloo.
“…Lord Serenis?”
“Yes?”
“Is this a dream?”
“No.”
“…”
He lifted his hands and turned his gaze to face her again, only to look away after a few seds. His flushed face ged its expression every single moment, unsure of what to dispy.
“Is something the matter? It seems like yesterday when I heard you say you couldn’t keep your eyes off of my human form.”
“…That’s because it was yesterday. And I didn’t say your human form, I just said you.”
“I see. And has that ged now?”
“No, of course not!”
“Perhaps I should’ve done away with the horns and tail after all, then?”
“…You know that’s not what I truly think.”
“I do, but I’ve e to learn that it’s ary to tease one’s lover. From you, in fact.”
“…”
He abruptly turned back around, f himself to face the dragonlord ying only at an arm’s length from himself. His lips struggled to decide on what shape to take, and his embarrassment was only flustering his face further. Her faint smile made it all the more difficult for him to keep a straight face.
“One would think a man loved by the lord ons would have a bigger ego.”
“…I might if I deserved it.”
“You don’t think yourself deserving of my affe?”
“I’m…only human. In your long life, I’m just passing soul. You know better than I how long I’ll live.”
Serenis withdrew her smile. She even seemed slightly annoyed by the remark, making him uo meet the dragon’s gaze once more; he shut his eyes, regretting how he’d phrased his words.
But it wasn’t a lie.
A demonlord’s life, as far as he knew, was unending. pared to that, his life really was but a tiny fra.
And Serenis, too, knew of what would e. His remark wouldn’t have annoyed her so much if he were wrong. He would age and pass away, o return to her side again. She might even e tet him eventually, o remember his name or face.
“…”
After a long sigh, Serenis ed both her arms around his head, pulling him in as close as she could. Once he was buried in her embrace, the dragonlord softly whispered into his ears.
“The name. I’ll leave it to you.”
“…The name?”
“The child’s name. Would that not do away your worries of being fotten? Our child will live far, far lohan you ever will. And every time I call their name, I’ll remember who hem so.”
“T…truly? Are you sure?”
“Of course.”
The man’s worries melted away at the news as he opened his eyes to see the smiling dragain. His mind busily ran through what knowledge he had about o find something suitable.
“Name, hen…how’s Adam Junior?”
“…You’d pass your own o your child?”
“Hahaha. I wish to always remain at your side, if only in name!”
“Then what of a daughter? I believe Adam is a name only given to male children.”
“If it’s a daughter…then…”
Serenis grinned as her lan to seriously ponder oter. With how they were right now, she could wait ay for him to answer.
If only.
“…How about…Eden?”
“Eden?”
“Yes, Eden. It’s quite simir to Adam, isn’t it?”
“Eden…”
Serenis softly muttered the name under her breath. She closed her eyes and smiled, hugging him tighter.
“Very well.”
“…Since we’re speaking of the matter, could you promise me one more thing?”
“Hm?”
“Our child won’t be…human, will they.”
“No. That they won’t.”
“Then, even after I pass away…could you promise me that you’ll take care of them? As fellow kin?”
The dragonlord quietly closed her eyes. They wouldn’t be the first child she’s had, and they likely wouldn’t be the st. It might even be foolish to give them any special meaning.
However, Serenis has only ever had children out of y, never out of her own desire. Although she wouldn’t admit it if her life depended on it, Adam’s child would be the first to be borween the lord ons and an individual she’d call her lover.
That’s all there was to it. That’s all there o be.
“…They’ll be a part of the kin, just as you are. They’ll be the most cherished of all my children. As long as I live, no harm will e to pass this child. I swear it on my name as the lord ons.”
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Halflord Eden. Though you were an error, every minute and sed you spent uhe guidance of axy’s brightest star, is proof of your existehe reason you were born unto this world, the reason you walked your fate’s course, is because the star wished it so.
And the same star yet grieves your death, even after a millennium’s passing.
She yet calls your name in silence, louder than any other brethren,
Begging for fiveness from her beloved daughter.
Praybird
