Dyon eyes teared as he looked toward Luna.
The untouchable beauty floating in the sky, the one with rage that could shake his heavens, Luna… His Luna.
Luna’s final monts replayed in his mind. Deeply remorseful, she took her own life, falling into the valley of a dao grade wind abyssal core. Dyon had felt it, her frail body shredding to pieces in an instant. He had thought that she was dead, that he would never see her again. But he would have never guessed that Luna was a Heaven’s Child… It was impossible for her to die an unnatural death even if she wanted to…
[You’re basically saying that my best friend has his best use as a pure-bred stallion…]
[He breaks the universe’s rules. It’s not difficult for him to have children, even with the most talented won in existence.]
[Oh please, how could the Heavens let its grand children die? Until they’re birthed, Eli’s children also have Heaven’s Love. Afterwards though, they will be normal people. Well, normal and overly talented people.]
Words from the conversation he had with his grand teacher hit Dyon like a ton of bricks.
Heaven’s Children, they broke the universe’s rule. It didn’t matter how talented their mating partner was, a child would be born 100% of the ti if no precautions were taken. On top of this, the grand child of the Heavens would receive the very sa protection Heaven’s Children did until the day they were born.
Dyon understood… He understood everything…
Before Luna stepped off of that cliff and into the raging winds that tore her apart below, she had already been pregnant with Alauna, this precious little girl in his arms.
Dyon’s heart felt as though it was being shredded to pieces. Just how many tis did Luna experience being shredded to pieces in that ti? She would have had to suffer until Planet Moon was either fully destroyed, or the abyssal core gradually weakened over ti.
Every ti he thought about it, he felt his heart bleeding. This woman he had thought he hated with every fiber of his being, the woman who was directly responsible for the death of a woman he truly love, Amphorae, had actually suffered so much. Any grievances Dyon had, any grudges he might have still held, disappeared like the wind.
To Luna, the only thing that kept her going when she realized she truly wouldn’t die were those ‘final’ monts of her life… The choice Dyon made to still call out to her despite the horrors she had committed…
Dyon’s grip around Alauna’s small body tightened.
“I’m sorry… Daddy’s sorry for not recognizing you imdiately.”
In that mont, the well behaved Alauna who hadn’t made a single sound until now suddenly trembled. Dyon could feel her little face welling up with tears as she tried to not make a sound.
He should have known. Who else could have those hazel-green eyes, so similar to his own in the past… Shimring with the sa intelligence? This was his daughter.
At that mont, Luna felt silly for worrying… Silly for thinking that Dyon was a man who would ever consider abandoning his daughter. She had gone through so much trouble, even setting up a sche to trick her own subordinates into thinking that Alauna was an illusion they conjured. She jumped through so many hoops, praying that Dyon would grow attached to Alauna, that he wouldn’t forsake her.
Luna had carried Alauna for so long. Even she didn’t know why…
Back then, she had no way of knowing that she would see Dyon again. Even if Dyon was born, the Mortal Plane was so large, what were the odds that they would et each other? They were slim to none…
But she held on. She didn’t want Alauna to grow up without a father.
It was irrational, now that she thought about it. Even if she t Dyon, was she supposed to swoop in with their child and claim a piece of his heart? What if he had a family? What if he already had children of his own? What was she, the woman who betrayed him twice, worth?
The day Dyon bounded into her Unblemished Castle, she felt as though the Heavens were finally smiling down on her. He was a bit taller than she rembered, more handso too, even his hair and eyes were different… But his soul… That indomitable will, that commanding air, that impenetrable confidence. There was no one else he could be.
It didn’t matter to Luna if Dyon never took her as his woman. As long as Alauna gained a loving father… There was nothing more she could ask for.
“You all…” Luna’s voice carried an undisguised trembling that laid her emotions bare. “… Deserve to die the worst death… For daring to try to take sothing so precious from …”
The rage of a mother protecting her child knew no bounds.
Even as the Heaven’s Children rushed in to protect their Mistress, they could have never expected to see the scene they witnessed.
The Unblemished One title wasn’t just a matter of appearance, it was a state of mind as well. Luna in recent years had been an unflappable queen. Even when she admonished the Sprite Star Lord and forced his retreat, her expression never changed once.
But now, these Heaven’s Children were witnessing a completely different side of their Mistress, one where she was willing to raze even the Heavens down for daring to slight her.
The Unblemished One. Mother of Dyon’s child. Luna Moon.
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