"Your scars are still there," Orion asked, looking at Whisperwing, whose attire revealed her scarred body, which looked the sa as before.
Whisperwing nodded. "I decided to keep them. Didn't you say I was more beautiful this way? I think I've gotten comfortable with looking like this. It wouldn't hurt to continue," she said, glancing at her sisters, who had gathered around them once more with a smirk. Orion nodded and shifted the conversation, wanting to find out how they felt after their ascension.
At the side, General Reynold couldn't help but raise a brow at the unfolding scene. If Orion were a normal divine being, he would have advised him to limit his growing household to avoid distractions that might hinder the realm's growth. But after witnessing how Orion had made over 30 won ascend to divinity and beco goddesses—not demigoddesses—he was more inclined to advise him to copulate with more won in the future, choosing quality over quantity to nurture their abilities, as they would shine brighter in divinity. So, he remained silent.
Aside from his years as a general fighting for humanity against the divine, General Reynold had never dealt intimately with such a large number of won, so he was unsure how to advise Orion. But from what he saw, it seed Orion was doing well alone. Despite this, General Reynold couldn't help but glance and shake his head inwardly at them. They had just attained divinity, which resulted in their realm expanding to provide more resources. They were pregnant with a child of divine origin without needing to grasp the law of fertility and had each acquired two divine mandates. Yet, instead of looking at the bigger picture, they were busy having a superficial argunt. General Reynold decided to use his capabilities to scour Paradise for extraordinarily talented won who could beco capable goddesses. If they had a way to create gods, it would have been better, but since they didn't, he had no choice but to work with what he had for now. He refocused on the crystallized tree, which now acted as an extension of the new Mysteries, pondering on the next stage of their developnt plan for Paradise.
anwhile, Oberon continued to observe the scene with a smile. He wondered how their creator, Aerednir, would feel witnessing such a mont. At the sa ti, he considered eting the High King of the Pixies to arrange for their most talented won to be introduced to Orion, regardless of their ages, as long as they weren't engaged. Fortunately, Orion had no restrictions on the type of won as long as they were well-mannered, beautiful and talented. Seeing how fierce the won in Orion's household were, Oberon made a ntal note to select those with outgoing personalities who wouldn't buckle under the pressure of their clashes.
Unbeknownst to Orion, the two man-made divines who had led the developnt of their new realm were already planning to matchmake him.
After a while, the won cald down and pulled back.
Seeing this, Grace soared toward Anara. "Mother, you look amazing," she said, admiring her mother's stunning radiant figure.
Anara gently held Grace in her arms, "Thank you for the complint, dear," she said, kissing her on the forehead.
"You too, aunties," Grace chuckled, turning around to complint her other mothers.
Saria, Dariya, Malaia, and Shani, who were nearby, accepted her complint with smiles.
"I heard you're pregnant. Does that an I can expect more siblings with divine origins?" Grace asked.
"Yes," Anara nodded. "But for now, continue spending ti with your other siblings. Now that we are all goddesses, I believe our breast milk should be able to provide them with nourishnt. Even if they don't ascend to your level, they should beco much stronger than the average mortal," she added.
As the first tree nymph to give birth, Anara had gone through several materials to ensure she could care for Grace properly. Though she had been strict and rigid initially, she had slowly adapted with the help of her sisters. When Grace ascended into divinity, Anara searched for information on caring for a divine child. Thanks to the influx of multiple races inhabiting Paradise, she stumbled upon this crucial piece of knowledge. Now that she and her sisters were all goddesses, they could help their mortal children grow into beings with divine heritage.
The other won nodded in agreent, including those listening in.
"Yes! Did you hear that, Sylvalis? We'll soon have more playmates! This is the best week of my life," Grace said joyfully, pumping her tiny fist into the air.
Sylvalis, hearing her na called, soared toward them, observing the unfolding scene curiously.
Anara looked at Sylvalis and smiled. "How are you, child?" she asked calmly. Though Sylvalis was technically much older due to her background, she had recently erged in a petite form without her mories. As the tree nymph overseer, Anara decided to address her as a child and look after her.
Sylvalis focused intently before nodding. "Fine."
Anara's eyes widened slightly, and she was surprised to hear her speak, but her expression quickly relaxed. She nodded with a calm gaze. She decided to speak with Orion later about allowing Sylvalis to reside with them. Now that all her sisters were reunited, perhaps they could help her recover her mories. If not, it would be better for Sylvalis to familiarise herself with her race.
Isadora and Aurora stepped forward, joining in on the conversation.
After several minutes, they all fell silent, taking in the surrounding cosmic space brimming with cosmic life before deciding it was ti to return ho.
"Let's return," General Reynold said. He wrapped a protective barrier around them, and in an instant, the space around them warped. The scenery changed, and they appeared within Orion's manor.
Suddenly, they sensed several figures rushing toward them. Within monts, Brane, Zara, Seth, and Zogar arrived before them. Their eyes widened in shock, astonishnt, and surprise as they scanned the figures present, focusing on Celeste, Greta, and the rest of the won in Orion's household. They were familiar with the inexplicable divine aura and could imdiately recognize that it was the sa one that Orion and the others had exuded.
Brane gulped and fell to his knees. "Please, Supre Leader, help us ascend to divinity," he said, his voice trembling as he struggled to contain his emotions.
Zara, Seth, and Zogar knelt as well, facing Orion.
"Please, Supre Leader, help us ascend to divinity!" they pleaded.
Orion couldn't help but sigh tiredly. He knew it would co to this when he sensed their presence near the manor. He wondered how devastated they would be when they realized it wasn't as easy as they thought.
"I can only help mortals ascend to divinity through my sen, and that's by impregnating them. I'm afraid that won't be useful for you," Orion responded, shaking his head tiredly.
Upon hearing Orion's words, Brane, Seth, and Zogar's expressions twisted into grimaces. anwhile, Zara's eyes widened in realization. "Then... does that an..." she began but swiftly sealed her lips. She and her husband had promised to discover the path to divinity and ascend together. Now, learning that her husband, who previously had the highest chance of ascending, would be left behind while she, who had the least chance of success, might ascend, it almost felt like a cruel joke.
"Zara, you can go ahead. Rember our promise. If either of us acquires the chance to ascend to divinity, we will do whatever we can to help the other ascend," Brane said, noticing his wife's dilemma.
"No. I would rather we ascend together than leave you behind. Divinity ans nothing to without you," Zara responded, biting her lips as her eyes grew misty. It wasn't the idea of being impregnated by Orion or carrying his child that bothered them. Unlike the younger generation, the Village customs were deeply ingrained in them, just like in Celia, Vivian and the others. They found it hard to shed those customs, even with exposure to other cultures. In fact, they were rather pleased with the idea of taking care of Orion's child as though he were their own, given that he was the current Village Chief, Supre Leader of Paradise, and a divine being. They had already considered this before, and none had disagreed. Orion had been reluctant due to his preference for maintaining a close-knit family. What truly troubled Zara was the fear that her husband might not ascend to divinity before the end of his lifespan.
The thought of this future was enough to make her heart ache. Zara didn't need her gift of foresight to see that far.
General Reynold, who had been observing the scene, said, "Why don't you two consider becoming divine apostles of Orion's household?" He acknowledged that without Brane and Zara, capable leaders who cared for this settlent, none of this would have been possible.
They had also recognized Orion's potential and nurtured it. He was curious why they chose to chase divinity on their own instead of seeking divine assistance.
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