Chapter 11: Demon Lord Offspring

Akros poked his head out of the shadows inside a familiar bedroom. One with a grand, massive bed and several jars containing black viscous fluid. A room none other than Lilith and Samael's chamber. Although it may be considered Lilith's only at this rate. Samael had been vacant for over a century, and Lilith had littered it with jars of Akros' semen. She was quite fascinated with the dense concentration of depravity within them. 

The succubus was sitting on the edge of the bed as Akros revealed himself from a dark corner. She didn't seem at all surprised by his presence, as her mana sense was transcendent. What surprised her was his actual appearance. 

"Akros, dear?" Lilith beckoned him closer. "Your form has changed drastically, as well as your mana signature. Did you promote to demon lord already?"

"Quite recently, in fact. If you're asking about the arms and my wings, then..." He scratched his nape with his usual guilty smile. "It's a long story. You got time?"

Akros told Lilith about his promotion trial, and his bodily changes. He mentioned how his blood was mutated from his exposure to radiation to justify Blood Fury. While this was the truth, Lilith found it very peculiar. 

"Is that so? I have spoken to other survivors of the human bombs since you left. Those demons did not have any such mutations. Instead they had radioactive magic and hardened skin or scales. You lack any such things. Perhaps you are, plain and simply, unique."

"Being the child of two demon kings would make me unique, I'm sure. I'm probably one of a kind due to the low fertility rate of demon kings, right?"

"Correct. You are the only child I have conceived, and as far as I know the only egg Asmodeus fertilized. I know not if other demon kings have successfully given birth to direct descendants, but I severely doubt it. You took many tries. Thankfully because of the low chance of pregnancy, Asmodeus did not suspect anything. I do not want to imagine what he would have done with you if I did not send you away..."

"On that topic, how long ago did you conceive me? I'm only around 52 years old, but when I met you 50 years ago, you made it seem like I was a relic from long ago."

"I turned heel on Asmodeus immediately after sending you away. That was..." Lilith made a thinking face. With great difficulty, she seemed to recall. "...around a millennia ago? Meaning-"

"I'm actually over 1,000 years old?" Akros sat down next to her, holding his head in disbelief. "That's insane. I must've been in that separate space for most of that time."

"Yes. Honestly, I still cannot figure out how you wound up in the upper Abyss. Although, you were likely born weak due to your egg not being fully developed when I extracted you from my womb. I apologize for that again. You must have struggled in the upper Abyss, your poor thing..." 

Lilith ran a hand through his silky black hair, sending a pleasant feeling through his body. Against her touch, he couldn't help but relax. "It was bearable. I survived through cunning and patience."

"Huh? Did you not use the array I gave you?" She looked at him with slight surprise and worry. "I spent days writing it for you..."

"W-wait a minute!" Akros suddenly lost the calm feeling he had mere seconds ago. His heart pounded out of his chest while his brain racked itself as he tried to comprehend what she said. "T-t-the system, was your- your doing?!"

"Yes. I named it the 'Custom Demon King System', I believe. I also implanted a fragment of my own soul to act as its operator and your guide. I hope you used it well?"

"..." Akros' jaw hit the floor.

The system was her doing. Lilith made the system. Her soul fragment... it all makes sense now! It wasn't isekai bullshit after all! Lyra's soul... was originally a fragment of Lilith's! I remember Lyra saying her soul was a fragment of a powerful unnamed demon back when we were constructing her body. Everything makes sense now. I'm not overpowered, I'm a miracle child. My system isn't isekai logic, it's a gift from my kind mother. I'm not a harem main character, I'm just the spawn of two demons who specialize with lust and charm. Man, I love tying up loose ends.

Akros heaved a sigh of relief, before meeting Lilith's worried eyes. "Thanks a bunch, momma. Not just for explaining, but for the system too. You have no clue how much it's- you've helped me throughout my life. I wasn't terribly weak after my birth, I was actually a very powerful low-rank demon as it was. But I wasn't infallible. I was still very mortal, and struggled at first. The system- it helped me get through my early stages. Words can't convey how much I owe you."

"Oh, do not fret over it. My sweet child, I would have gladly done more for you," Lilith pulled his head into her bosom, cradling him. She kissed his scalp. "Words cannot convey how much I treasure you as my only child. For millennia I desired to give birth, but I have been a demon king for millions of years. In order to become more fertile, I would have to create a weaker clone. You see, higher concentration in a demon's body results in a hazardous environment for the baby. If the father is too superior in magic power to the mother, the child will kill the mother due to its mana and nutrient requirements. If the mother is too superior to the father, the child will not survive her womb as it will be fed mana through her blood. The child will in most cases not be a good enough container for the powerful mana, thus dying."

"If that's the case, what's the issue with two demon kings as parents? Wouldn't your mana be roughly the same, or was Asmodeus...?"

"Much stronger for one. I was with his main body after all. A Deadly Sin Demon King clone is one thing, but the main body is far above the clones. Take Samael for example. His clone in this world, which is currently sealed away, is vastly weaker than I am. However his main body would undoubtedly reign superior to me."

"Okay. So Asmodeus' semen was too potent with mana. Any other reasons?"

"No. Not that it matters, anyway. You were successfully born, rising from low-rank to demon lord in less than a century. You are quite the prodigy."

"Well, it does matter. See here, I have an elite squadron of women. Demons, fallen angels, and a nephilim of varying power levels. I'm wondering, do I fertilize them now, while the chances are higher? Or do I wait for me and them to become stronger to give our future children the maximum potential power we can?"

"...Take it from me, Akky. I waited until I was a demon king, and struggled to have even a single child. Have your children at the earliest convenience. As it is, you are a demon lord. If you impregnate another demon, even a middle-rank demon, the child will possess incredible latent potential. Not as much as you, but certainly a great amount. That child would be guaranteed to reach demon lord if not higher."

"I'll trust your word, momma. Oh, that's right. If I have a child with a fallen angel, will our child be a nephilim, or something else?"

"Difficult to say, especially with you. You have the attribute of darkness, no? In turn, your semen possesses depravity and darkness, which is why it is black. Your child could be a nephilim, but probably not like the Horsemen. I created them with the Red Sea Egg, they're not the legitimate spawn of angels and demons. A child of a fallen angel and a demon lord is unheard of. Your child would likely be a different kind of nephilim, one leaning towards darkness. The Horsemen were created with pure angel remains and essence, not fallen versions. Because pure angels lack sexual organs, impregnating one is impossible. You did know that, right?"

"I think one of my own fallen angels said something similar, yeah."

"For future reference, when an angel falls they grow sexual organs. Anyways, your child would not be alike the Horsemen at all. Now, you said you have a female nephilim among your ranks? Is she Fury?"

"The Horseman? No..." A bead of cold sweat trickled down his neck. He wasn't sure if he should tell her that he made War, her creation, into a beautiful woman. Yet after all she told him, much of it being the truth, why should he hold back? "...actually, it's War. With the system, I transformed him into a her. In doing so I removed the Council's restraints and changed her main magic to be holy flame. I ah, wanted an anti-demon combatant in my Shadow Legion."

"Shadow Legion?" Lilith's cheeks puffed out as she held in laughter. "You call your harem of assorted women the Shadow Legion? Forgive me, but that is too funny!"

"Ah, well..." Akros deflated. "All of my soldiers are female not because of my lust, but so I can use charming magic on them in case of an emergency. If one of them is mind controlled, I can overpower it. My charming magic is extremely potent from what I can tell, but it's not much compared to yours."

"Oh? That is a smart backup plan. Well done! So, War is a woman? I hope you changed her name accordingly, since she is no longer officially a Horseman."

"I named her 'Valentine'. Or 'Val' for short. Her beauty is captivating, so I thought it fitting."

"Hmm... right, we were talking about possible offspring. You see, Fury lacks functioning sexual organs as she was created to be a soldier. Because you changed War- er, Valentine's sex, she may be fertile now. Did you modify her specifically to be fertile, or do you not remember?"

"I did, very meticulously so in fact. She's very powerful, so I will definitely try to impregnate her. With the system's help, I can probably create a way to increase the chances of the egg fertilizing."

"Well, as long as you can think of a way how and have the souls to compensate, it should be possible. I made the array to function that way. So how would you go about such a tedious thing?"

"You said that the mana is what puts the baby's life in danger, right?"

"Yes..."

"So what if the baby is conceived with a higher tolerance to mana infusions through blood, or a lower requirement of mana infusions? I would have to adjust it accordingly to the mother, but that should work, no?"

"Logically it makes sense, but how would go about enhancing or limiting the child while it is in its early stages?"

"Easy. I modify my own semen. I would have to spend quite a few souls changing it for each mother, but it'd be worth it. On top of that, I can modify my sperm to be able to seek out eggs at a quick pace. That may lead to twins or triplets, but I'll take that over the sperm cells dying before. I would rather go through extensive care and have children, then have none."

"If that is your decision, then go through with it. I think you will feel much happier with more offspring than predicted, than with no offspring at all. Perhaps, if you do not mind..." Lilith bat her eyes at him and bit her lip sensually. "...would you impregnate me too?"

"...huh?" Akros needed a moment to process her words. Once he did, his eyes bulged out of their sockets his jaw went loose again. "HUH?!? Momma, you can't be suggesting-! You'd be the grandmother of your own kid!"

"I suppose that is true, but I care not," She huffed stubbornly. "After enjoying my time with you, I want more children. Plain and simple."

"Mrgh. I want to be your only child. Then I get all of your attention," Akros whined, putting his head back into her chest. She sighed, but smiled soon after. 

"I thought you would say that. My selfish little boy. It was a mere jest anyway."

"Wait, it was?"

"No, I fooled you twice."

"Agh..."

Lilith giggled, rubbing his back with her knuckles. It was very soothing to him, and eased away his shock. "I would only ask this: modify your sperm, so that when you impregnate me the child or children will be female. I have unofficial daughters, the entire succubi bloodline. I desire legitimate ones. One boy is more than enough anyway."

"Well, you've done this much for me. I owe it to you. That reminds me. If you could create a system for me, why not one for yourself?"

"I am afraid it does not work that way, love. I had to plant it on you when you were an embryo inside your egg. More specifically, I had to draw the array on your egg after I extracted you from my belly. When you ate your eggshell, it activated. I trusted you would successfully consume your eggshell, wherever you wound up. The separate space I left you in had holes in it, which is why I chose it. It is a realm known as the Warp Zone. A dimension with random tears in spatial reality, portals leading across the Infinite Worlds. Your destination could have been anywhere. It was pure chance that you wound up in the Upper Abyss."

"I, I see. So you placed me in the Warp Zone so I could escape Asmodeus' clutches? I can only thank you. He would've likely enslaved me or something."

"Likely. Now, after all is said, there must be another reason you came here. Unless you came for me...?"

The hope in her voice made him a tad guilty, but when he saw her cheeky smile the feeling faded. "No, momma. I want to make another clone and fuse with it, with your and the Red Sea Egg's help. I have some materials I want to feed it to alter my clone. After that, I'll be more powerful. Then sex?"

"'Then sex?'" Lilith giggled again, the sound tickling his heart. "Oh, you are hilarious. Darling, did I not say I wanted to bear you a daughter? You have to fuck me for that to happen."

"I- yeah, okay," Akros accepted defeat. He stood up, pulling Lilith to her feet as well. "Shall we go? I'm quite eager to fuse again."

They went to the ashen field in the separate space, where the Red Sea Egg remained. Its roots had twisted and stretched to cover a mile around it. Fortunately the field was several acres wide, and there was still untouched land. The pit of lava where Akros fused so long ago bubbled still. This made him wonder about something.

"Momma, how long has it been since I've been here?"

"Good question. I have no clue. Time here at the Black Stone Throne flows slower than most worlds, and there is no means of differentiating day and night. Based on the raw time that I have spent studying your semen and working on nephilim projects, I would reckon it has been around a decade or so."

"R-really? It's been more than 50 years for me. I've been in different worlds, including two different levels of the Abyss. The flow of time between the realms is mind-boggling."

"Well once you stop aging, time is no longer a factor in your plans and all urgency is lost. High-rank demons can live for millennia just fine, but now that you are a demon lord..."

"I'll live until I'm slain?"

"Until your soul is purified or consumed, yes."

"Oh, right. My body is more of a vessel at this point. A vessel I like a lot though," Akros flexed his arms, admiring the taut black muscle. "Anyway, I have some materials to feed the Red Sea Egg. Hopefully it'll effect the clone it produces."

"Oh?" Lilith raised her eyebrows, quite intrigued now. "Show me."

Akros summoned the various amalgamations of Production Suction from his inventory. First was a mass of fallen angel flesh the size of a fast food restaurant. It crashed into the ground, crushing some of the weaker roots of the egg. The fleshy abomination screeched in pain, but not for long. Once it grew new roots in place of the smashed ones and the pain faded, it grew curious of this new mass. 

The magic power had been mostly stripped from their bodies in death, but the fallen angels possessed flesh rich in latent mana that went unused. The Red Sea Egg's roots prodded it cautiously a few times from different sides. After confirming it was safe, the roots greedily spread all over and dug inside the mound of flesh. 

"Wow..." Lilith whistled in admiration. "Did you corrupt all of those angels? By yourself? How did you cluster them so well?"

"Long story short: skills within the system. I can do marvelous things, momma-"

"Enough of that. I appreciate it, but the title is unbearable with your voice. Try calling me 'Lilith' instead," Lilith's face scrunched up as if she was smelling something rancid. "I am begging you."

"Awh," Akros pretended to wipe a tear from his eye. "My voice is too deep for anything, I swear."

She rolled her eyes. "Well? I presume you have more materials to feed to the egg?"

He recollected himself, remembering why he was here. While he loved chatting with Lilith, he had more important things to do. He summoned the rest of his productions simultaneously. A massive magic crystal full of depraved, fallen angelic power slammed into the ground. Beside it were the corpses of Sinclair and the two cherub angels who fought with him. Their bodies had been perfectly preserved, and held extremely potent quantities of holy mana inside. 

The last ingredient was a supermarket sized slag heap of dragon remains. Scales, claws, wings, tails, and heads were strewn about chaotically. Akros removed the gravitational pull on the abomination and pushed it away. Once it was no longer hovering over his and Lilith's heads, he let it thud against the ashen earth. 

"Fallen angels, dragons, and pure angels? This one must have been on the precipice of seraph!" Lilith was astounded. Her shock morphed into pride as she hugged her son with glee. "You make me so proud, little Akky! I never thought of feeding corpses to the egg to alter its produce."

Akros scratched his cheek timidly, unaccustomed to being praised by one above him. Coming from her, compliments held significant value. "Thanks..."

He tore off one of his arms, tossing it to Lilith. When she caught it, the forsaken limb had already stopped bleeding and a new arm sprouted from his shoulder. She had seen his regeneration before, but it was still very impressive.

"I can only assume your regeneration is a passive skill you created? Your regeneration is not much worse than my own."

"You could call it a passive skill. I've had it for a long time, since I was a low-rank demon I think. It's been very helpful."

"I would think so. Now, let us see what this clone looks like."

Lilith fed the severed arm to the petaled mouth of the Red Sea Egg. She placed her hand against its side and instructed it with weak electrical currents. Half a minute later, it spat out a lifeless vessel. Lilith and Akros studied it curiously.

The body was 10 feet tall, significantly shorter than him. Rather than having his onyx black skin, its skin was golden, covered by amethyst scales.  They were crystalline, sparkling, and translucent. Overall very dazzling to gaze upon. The beautiful scales reminded Akros of how his body previously was before he promoted to demon lord. 

Then his attention was taken by a big issue with the body. It lacked a tail, but possessed six full angel wings. The wings were made of crystal bone tissue like his old ones, but had feathers and were large enough to carry the body without a doubt. In addition to this, the head of the vessel was very humanoid as angels possessed human faces. No horns, no fangs, and no pointed ears. 

Fortunately there was other features that were still similar to Akros' frame. The body had arms and legs shaped similar to his own, including an extra set of arms. The three-toed feet were a mirror match. The cherry on top was the long, thick purple hair decorating the vessel's scalp. 

"Even though it lacks a soul, this magic power is...!" Lilith couldn't finish her sentence. The vessel's latent magic aura put it at the rank of a weak demon lord. Considering that it lacked a soul, and would fuse with Akros' body to multiply his power several times... 

"Well, it should have the fusion skill with my arm as an ingredient. It seems my bloodline wasn't potent enough to fight off the angel and dragon attributes. Transferring a soul fragment now..."

Akros did as he had previously, concentrating his magic power on one hand and plunging into his chest. When he extracted his soul, he felt his body weaken drastically. 

I don't remember feeling weak after my soul leaves my body. Odd, because isn't that supposed to happen? Maybe I just forgot...

He shrugged off his inner worries as he cleaved off a fragment of his evil soul. He shoved the main mass into his chest, and the remainder into the clone vessel. Lilith wisely backed away, ready to witness another explosive fusion.

The clone got to its feet smoothly. Akros had done this before, so he knew what to do to execute this properly. Having his soul split into two parts in two vessels was very similar to playing splitscreen with two controllers. Growing up with an Xbox 360, he had tried playing two player games by himself multiple times to little success. His brain couldn't handle it, as it was inexperienced and young. 

Akros was no longer young and inexperienced, and the highly advanced brains of both vessels made controlling them a simple task. The only issue was the wings and tails, but because the other body lacked them, the positioning didn't seem to matter. As his bodies performed the metamoran fusion dance, the tail of his main body and the wings of his clone drooped limply. This didn't appear to affect the fusion, much to his pleasant surprise when he felt his fingers touch.

A blinding purple light exploded from Akros' two vessels, creating blastwaves. Lilith hastily erected a spherical magic barrier around his body to prevent the waves from damaging the Red Sea Egg or its food. It wasn't difficult for her in the slightest to maintain the barrier, but curiosity was eating away at her mind. Fusion was still a very new and exciting process for her to witness.

For ten long minutes the light persisted, until it abruptly vanished revealing the result. Within the spherical barrier, all had been laid to waste. The ash and stone beneath it had been disintegrated, becoming nothing more than loose atoms. A figure hovered in the center of the barrier.

This figure was none other than a brand new Akros. His body had been completely warped due to the unidentical fusion partner. The sharp, defined musculature of his frame was not much different from his former self. His skin remained black, but his limbs and back were covered in glittering amethyst scales. His whole body shrank considerably, reducing his 14 feet tall form to a mere 10 feet. His tail shortened to 20 feet from 30 feet. 

For the first time ever, he bore wings capable of flight without magic. Six wings spread from his back with purple crystalline spines and black webbing. He flapped them once halfheartedly, which resulted in him soaring 50 feet in the air. He fell back down near instantly, but his wings seemed to possess the hovering quality of Dark Transcendence. Perhaps the skill had physically manifested due to dragon and angel remains being part of his clone? His new wings were more draconic than anything else, so he assumed that was the case.

His legs were the same shape, the only new detail was the scales that ran up them. The scales on his body left only his head, abdomen, breasts, and groin unprotected. They were shaped like dragon scales yet were very smooth, like a gem that had been finely cut. The etherium plating on his tail, hands, and feet remained without any change. His horns were a different story. 

Akros' horns were now a majestic gold, and grew immensely. The shape of the original horns did not change. The main branch that curved horizontally around his head had reached all the way around, forming a crown. The branches ended in small points which faced each other at the rear of his skull. The two symmetrical branches that pointed straight upward reached 9 inches above his head. They weren't very long compared to his body, but he was thankful for that. If his horns got too long, they would become a burden.

While looking at his horns in the selfie the system provided him, Akros noticed that his hair changed again. Both the hair on his scalp and his eyebrows appeared to be a magnificent shade of purple, lighter than his scales. His hair continued to spike backwards on its own. The longest tips on his neck reached his shoulder blades. When he touched it it was fine and soft, which baffled him. This phenomenon was something he couldn't understand. 

Everything makes sense now, except for my hair. This is real anime hair. Soft, but stubbornly spiky. Not that I dislike it though. Spiky colorful hair was always a thing of my dreams.

He also a little was shocked at the lack of compromise when it came to his new height, but didn't fret over it. He was back to being shorter than Lilith, Okami, and his fallen angel gang. In reality, size meant nothing. He didn't let it bother him, and instead was happy. This was actually a benefit, as he had to create new armor for himself soon. When he did, it would cost less souls due to his smaller body. 

Akros had an interesting new face as well. He possessed sharper facial details with smoother edges, rounding out to create a devilishly handsome visage. He was recognizably still himself, but drastically more attractive due to his face changes. Male demons typically had hideous faces, only those who had succubi bloodlines or luck were somewhat decent. None were like Akros, who could've made himself more attractive if he wanted to yet refrained out of modesty.

His ears were still knifes, and his teeth still fangs. Albeit the material of his teeth changed once more; back to the amethyst-like substance. His tongue remained long, purple, and smooth. He kept his membrane on the side of his mouth, not having grown full cheeks. However his membrane was thicker and less noticeable, making him look less bestial.

The last detail he took in was his eyes. The sclera was still black and blended with his skin well. However, his iris was a brilliant spiral of wondrous purple, royal gold, and raging red. His eyes were entrancing, but also had a passive glow to them. He was in a dark environment at the moment, and he could see by holding a hand to his face that his eyes emitted light. Only a very small amount, but enough to give him the glowing eyes in the dark image. He loved it.

Lilith had long dissipated the barrier, and was standing at the edge of the hole Akros created. Lava had begun to seep in from underneath, the sound of it bubbling bringing him back to reality. 

"How do I look?" He asked slyly, knowing full well he was nude. 

"Your penis shrank with your body, so not as good as before," Lilith said coldly. Akros deflated, knowing she was probably right. "Actually, I should not jump to conclusions. You tend to grow, so perhaps it is still large."

"Honestly, being a grower and not a shower is so nice! Being big and limp during battle would reek!" Akros stepped out of the crater and stretched his body. Each step he took created a minor tremor, as it his body weighed several times the weight it appeared to be. Both Akros and Lilith noticed this. "Geez. I must weigh several tons."

"Stand still, let me weigh you," She offered. He complied, remaining still as she lifted him by his waist. She didn't grunt or strain at all, but when she let him down she had a thoughtful expression. "Around ten tons, I estimate."

"Holy shit. How I going to lay in a bed?"

"Do not worry. I myself weigh more than that due to the amount of condensed magic and physical might within me. For a demon lord with your magic power, er... go ahead and release it."

"Hmph!" Akros let his aura loose, creating more blastwaves in the air. These waves were weaker than the ones from his fusion, so they did not harm the Red Sea Egg much. However, Lilith was pleasantly surprised. 

"Several times more potent than your last fusion! Well done, Akky!" She hugged his face into her giant bust. "Now that that is done, let us return to my chambers. I want to try a new position with you on bottom."

"Oh boy..." He licked his lips nervously. 

While they walked back to the chambers, Akros modified his sperm by modifying his testes, which produced his sperm. He spent several hundred souls on adding the following properties: High Mana Tolerance, Egg Hunter, and Female Offspring Only. The latter two were simply enough to define, but High Mana Tolerance required the system to read his thoughts and logic for a few seconds to lay down the concept. 

Fortunately, the end price was a mere 400 souls. Akros was in possession of two million souls and a few hundred thousand more. He was more than willing to spend a few hundred on potential children with a demon king. The only issue now, was actually raising the child or children.

"Lilith, I have a serious question."

She stopped, right in front of her chamber doors. "Speak." 

"Will you raise the child or children? If not, then I can handle them just fine, but I want to know. As the mother, you have all the right to raise them. What is your answer?"

Lilith was silent for a moment, seeming to process his question. She turned to look at him in the eyes. He was shocked to see her tearing up. 

"L-Lilith?" 

"I want another chance!" She burst out, anxiety and regret flooding out in her words. "I failed to raise you under my wing, to love you, to teach you. The best I could do is the array... but that was mere insurance in the end! I want, so much so, another chance to raise a child! I refuse to let my only child be one I failed to protect as a mother!"

"W-what?" Akros' mind was overheating as he tried to rationalize her outburst. He felt as if she was blaming herself for something she shouldn't be, which made him a little upset. "Lilith, you must understand. The system- the array you gave me did protect me! It has done so much for me! Which in turn means you have done so much for me by granting me the system! Don't you dare say you failed, because you didn't! I'm right here, am I not?!"

"You can say that, but the array's protection is nothing compared to me-"

"Lilith! Circumstances forced you to abandon me. It is not your fault, you did the right thing. I bear no grudge, and there's so consequences of that choice. Stop blaming yourself."

"I... I..." Golden tears ran down her cheeks. She stopped holding emotions in and let them flow with her tears. He scooped her up bridal style and carried her into her chamber while she wept into his chest. 

Akros sat on her bed, cradling her tight. It broke his heart to see his mother cry like this. A demon king, a being who could be considered a god, reduced to an emotional woman. Yet at the same time, he was grateful for her emotion. Without it, she'd be a husk. 

She sobbed for another few minutes before finally calming down. She kept sniffling, and her face was very flushed with embarrassment. She looked up at him timidly while laying in his arms. "I am sorry you had to witness that."

"Don't apologize, Lilith. I'm just glad I can help," Akros smiled warmly. His new charming face made it difficult for her to resist kissing him then as she was already very grateful to him at the moment. Fortunately, he closed the gap for her, planting a soft kiss on her juicy lips. 

"Here I wanted to have sex, but I am afraid I ruined the mood," She sighed with her eyes closed. "Are you still willing?"

"Actually, I think the mood is perfect. Few things are better than sex for the sake of children. It's the purest form of making love," Akros said as he laid her down on the bed. He was already hard from touching her so much, so he wasted no time in undressing her.

"Mmm. Do you think so?" Lilith murmured wearily, slurring her words. "Truth be told, I have never had passionate sex before you. It is the reason I enjoy sex with you so much. It has a tender honesty to it, it is hard to expl- oh! You could have warned me!"

"Passionate or not, that's enough talking," He purred with a husky tone, bottoming himself out inside her snatch. She moaned loudly in surprise and pleasure, then locked eyes with him. As he began to thrust, she grabbed fistfuls of his purple hair and kissed him. In her golden eyes, he could see her passion and love coming to life. It made him very happy knowing he brought so much positive emotion to his mother.

They took different positions while going at it. Neither of them needed oxygen, so they made out for the entirety of the session. Even though they came time and time again, neither wanted to stop. It wasn't until they and the bed was absolutely soaked with their fluids that Akros wore out. 

"How long were we at it?" He didn't pant or breathe hard, as it wasn't necessary. However he was laying on the floor without any energy left in his body. 

"Days, probably. Oh, look at this!" Lilith was nonchalant at first, but perked up when she sensed something. "I sense life! Fresh mana signatures, albeit extremely weak. Could it be...?"

"Hmm..." Purple energy flashed around his eyes. Then he grinned. "I sense it too. Three little girls you got now, unless I read the auras wrong."

"No, I was about to say the same thing. I cannot believe it!" She started crying again, making him wince. "Finally, I can be a mother again!"

"...you say as your son is right here," Akros scratched his nape awkwardly after he got to his feet. "Before I head out, let's clean up. It reeks in here."

"Huh? You would leave so soon?" Lilith wiped her eyes and looked at him aghast. "I need someone to get me food while I nurture my babies, and who else could do it? These babies must be kept se... wait a moment. Why did I not think of this before?! Akky!"

"Y-yeah?"

"You reign over a fragment world in the Abyss, yes?"

"Uh huh..."

"Take me there! I have nothing keeping me here, and no ties to Samael. Take me and the Red Sea Egg to your fragment world, at once!" 

"I- you know what? Sure. It was only a matter of time before I had to introduce you to the Shadow Legion."

Hours passed while Lilith and Akros made preparations. Cleaning the bedroom didn't take long with Akros' Production Suction, which he used to collect all the fluids and destroy them. Lilith ran around the castle storing everything she wanted to keep in her pocket dimension while Akros reacquired his masses of flesh and the egg. 

It was a pain to separate the roots from the heaps, so he lifted them all off the ground simultaneously with Abyssal Grasp. From there he continued to reverse their gravity, sending them upwards and snapping the roots. After storing those, he plucked the great egg from the ground with ease and let it shrivel. It took several minutes, but it eventually shrank to become an extremely hard and dry seed. This seed was no longer categorized as animate life, so the system let it in his inventory.

By the time he arrived at the rendezvous location, the lava-heated hot spring, Lilith was already bathing. She waved him over casually.

"You were slower than I predicted, Akky. What took so long?" She asked. He was still nude, so he stepped right into the water without hesitating.

"I was bamboozled by the egg. Damn thing has roots that double as chains," He sighed, sinking to his chin. The hot water felt great after his fusion, and he was even happier to be clean again. "Well, it's done now. I take it you're ready to go?"

"Yes, I have collected all I want. Most of it I can leave behind as it bears no value, mere decorations I or Samael collected for the sake of appearances," She hummed contently, stretching her legs in the water. "Tell me you have a hot spring like this in your world. This is something I need, but unfortunately I cannot remove it."

"I honestly don't know, but it's easy enough to replicate. I have a demon who's skilled with lava magic, and another who wields water magic. They may have made one already. Give me a moment to contact them."

"Contact? Does the brand function that way?"

"You guessed it. Telepathy with other branded members or myself has increased efficiency if you have a Shadow Brand. I think you have to spend time around the other members to be able to reach them, though. Proximity requirements, I believe it was. A setting I made so that anyone with a Shadow Brand that isn't our ally cannot use the other members for spatial coordinates."

"Oho, clever. Go on then, contact them."

Lilith was quite bemused by Akros' tactical thinking with his skills. So far he had proven extremely cunning and thoughtful with how he designed his abilities. She stared at him with pride as he placed two fingers on his temple. He closed his eyes and concentrated one a certain orange-haired individual.

Can you hear me, Enyo? Enyo!

Back in the fragment world dominated by the Shadow Legion, Enyo gasped. At the moment, she was laying in her resting area. Not quite a bed as it was actually a deep tub of boiling water. At the bottom there was a side pocket where a magic barrier kept the water out and cycled oxygen through the water. Enyo's head lay on a pillow in this pocket, whereas the rest of her laid on the sandy bottom of the tub. For her, this environment was most comfortable. 

Then she was suddenly brought to conscious, groggily opening one eye. 

What's the heck? Why is there a voice in my head?

Because I'm talking to you, numbskull!

Enyo gasped, coming to her senses fully. She knew this voice very well.

Akros?! What's going on?!

Relax, little one. I have two things for you. One, is there a hot spring in that lava zone of yours? Preferable one heated by the lava?

Yeah, why?

I have a special someone who requested we have one for her, so... anyway, that brings me to number two. I need you to gather everyone at my castle. I have a very important person that is joining us, someone who must receive the utmost respect from the Shadow Legion. 

Ooookay. How soon?

Now.

What?! It's going to take time-

See you soon.

You could've given me more warning...! Akros? Damn you!!

Enyo sighed to herself, but smiled soon after. Being given a sudden order would usually irk her, but this time she was just glad he asked her. After the fallen angels joined the Legion, she felt as if she was losing her purpose due to her being unable to compare to them. 

She didn't waste much time. Ten minutes later, the rest of the Shadow Legion was informed and moving out. Those who were far from the castle teleported to Lyra and the other fallen angels who had remained there after Akros' revival. They lined up on either side of the throne hall, waiting for Akros to return.

They stood there for some time. Minutes passed by, and they realized that Akros may not have expected them to move so quickly. This lead to some mild displeasure from the less patient.

"Did he expect less of us or what?" Hilda leaned against the wall casually. 

"Hard to say, maybe it's a matter of time flow?" Okami picked her teeth with her claws. 

"Perhaps he got distracted. This person he's bringing is definitely a woman, knowing him," Iris added with a sneer.

"You suggest he engaged in intercourse after messaging Enyo? Dubious," Valentine shook her head in disagreement. "He would not waste our time."

"Akros typically has honest intentions," Morwen pursed her lips. "It's what makes him him, you know?"

"Even after knowing him for so long, it's still a bit crazy," Uriel giggled. "A demon who feels shame, love, responsibility, all these things you would not expect from a demon lord."

"It's the reason I fell for him," Pheom chimed in with a bashful smile. "He is like no other, but in a very good way. He feels compassion, but rather than making him naive and weak it drives him to fight for what he loves."

"He also loves battle itself..." Neiro pointed out. Everyone gave her the stink eye, making her put her hands up in surrender. "What?"

"She's not wrong, actually."

Akros suddenly appeared on the throne, with Lilith standing beside him. He was clad in the same red pants, but they had been shrunk to fit his body. They were still quite baggy. Without the back being hooked on his tail, it would fall easily. The fabric hung close enough to his waist to cover his genitals, so he deemed it modest enough. After all, Lilith had her boobs out at all times and he was topless. There was little shame to be had with showing off his exquisite body.

The Shadow Legion felt the immense magic power signatures of both him and Lilith at once. They knelt immediately, bowing their heads. All of them were curious about Lilith besides Uriel, Lyra, and Hilda. Two had met her personally, and one knew her appearance from the system's database. That database was in reality a stockpile of all the world knowledge Lilith possessed.

"Hello again, my loyal subjects. The succubus beside me is none other than Lilith, the Mad Queen. She's also my biological mother, in case that wasn't obvious."

""HUUUUUHHHH?!?!"" None of them could hide their shock, their heads snapping up to look at the mother and son. Lyra knew of this already, but was flummoxed by the fact that he approached the subject this way.

"I am also carrying three of his offspring!" Lilith added with a triumphant smirk. Akros blushed, looking away with a great sense of guilt. The Legion stared at him with heartbroken eyes or dumbfounded ones. 

"A-Akros, how could you?" Lyra felt her heart crack. "We-we could've-!"

"Oh hush, girl. He thought it impossible to bear children with any of you, so of course he didn't try. I helped him solve the issue, so I reap the benefits first," Lilith explained coldly. Her face softened as she took a closer look at Lyra's crestfallen expression. "Your love for Akky is... well, your soul was a fragment of mine. Meaning it also possessed the latent love for my baby boy, although when I split my soul I knew not of his condition."

"You mean to say my feelings for him are... fake?" The void angel couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Wait, so that means you created...!"

"Shh, that's a secret. And no, your feelings are not fake. What I meant to say was that your feelings for him match mine: maternal love conflicted with romantic desire and lust."

"Oh, okay. Thank you for-"

"Do not bother. I did it for him."

"Ah..."

"Lilith, can you play nice? All of these people before us have served me well, especially Lyra. They don't deserve this."

"!" The whole room gasped. The Legion watched the scene nervously as Lilith turned to look at him. They held tense eye contact for a few seconds, before...

"Ugh, fine. If they are loyal, I suppose they are worthy of my grace," Lilith puffed her cheek, averting her gaze from his burning multicolored eyes. She shied away from him, but garned "Listen up, girls! Now that Akky has solved the impossible pregnancy issue, all of you are to bear his offspring!"

"O-only if you want to!" Akros hurriedly added, breaking into a cold sweat. "I won't force any of you to do this if you don't wish to. Your body, your choice."

Most of them were unwilling to have children with him under an order, even if it was from an immensely power demon king. Only Lyra, Uriel, Hilda, and Ulvone were at that stage with him. With this matter closed, the others returned to their homes or prior affairs. The four who desired children dragged Akros away. Lilith winked at him, then went to explore the fragment world. 

The shadow demon was taken to the fallen angel's main residence, a two-story house of silver that stood in the middle of a grassy field. It looked out of place, but the interior was cozy. Soft purple lighting and a firm but cushioning mattress made for a delectable sex location. 

"Finally!" A nude Lyra sat on his stomach while he laid on the bed. "With your mother's blessing and your hyper-fertile semen, I can bear you a child!"

Akros modified his sperm as she spoke. He let fate decide the gender of the child, and replaced the sex limiter with a fertilization limiter. He would only have one child each with these four, as seven kids was already a lot. He'd only have more in the future, so twins or triplets was out of the question. Lilith was an exception because she demanded it.

Additionally, he made sure to add a special mana requirement for the sperm cells. When the baby reached the stage where it needed nutrients and mana, it would absorb mana slower depending on the total magic power of the mother. This could result in a longer pregnancy, but it kept the mother healthy while guaranteeing the potential of the child. A win-win.

"Alright, I'm ready. You know, we haven't had sex since I was high-rank and you had four wings. My penis may not be enough to satisfy you now with your larger size..." Akros thought out loud. He believed his words to be mainly ramble, but Lyra was upset by them.

"Don't be stupid! I don't care if I can't get off! This is no longer sex for the sake of pleasure, but an attempt at parenthood," Lyra growled while grinding against his clothed groin. "Your size is probably fine anyway~. I'm tight as hell~."

"Damn it, quit teasing me!" He grumbled back, holding in a groan. He sent his pants and boxers to his inventory. His erect member slapped against her southern lips, making her moan and yelp at the same time. Next, he used his upper arms to fondle her gigantic breasts that hung over his torso. His lower arms to go line up his rod to her entrance. "In we go!"

Akros pinched her nipples as he said that, making her weak in the knees. That resulted in her sheathing his manhood abruptly. She threw her head back involuntarily. "HYAAH!"

"What the? You got larger, and I shrank. How are you still so tight?" Akros was so baffled that his mind had a brief moment of clarity. Then the pleasure surged in his body, and he lost control. "Argh, whatever!"

With his strength, Akros lifted Lyra up and down while playing with her bouncing boobs. She was dazed for a moment, but soon she took over the moving. She placed her hands on his chest for balance and slammed her hips onto his. The sound of ethereal flesh slapping against scales was deafening for the three spectators, but for the two of them they could only hear each other's voices. 

"Fuck! When did your tits gets this big, huh?!" Akros huffed, gritting his teeth as he held in his spunk. With her tight vagina, massive flopping breasts, gorgeous face, and meaty rear, how could he last long? All of that in addition to his love for her made it impossible to keep himself from busting. 

"Shut up~! Juh, just cum alreadeee~!" Her words were slurred due to her lack of focus, but she bore an extremely happy face. "So good~!"

"NNRRAAGGHH!!!" Akros roared similar to a dragon as he let loose inside her. His member pulsed violently as he came with a passion. A passion for his lover.

"Mmmph~!!" Lyra covered her mouth. She felt a little bad for hogging him this time, so she spared the others what would've been the loudest moan from her yet. It took all of her remaining strength to lift herself off of him, letting his pipe flop out. His black seed came rushing out.

They sat there for a moment, catching their breath. Both of them could sense the new life within Lyra's womb, but a quick glance was all it took for them to understand the other's thoughts. After all, Lyra spent a lot of time being able to read his mind. She knew how he thought better than anyone.

"Sorry, you guys," She got off the bed groggily, bearing a dopey smile. "I got carried away. I'm pregnant, so someone go next. Akky, I'm gonna shower."

"You do that," He grunted, standing up. He got rid of the fluids on his body and the bed, then looked at the three girls. Each of them seemed nervous while also having been turned on from the previous scene. "Ulvie, you're next because I met you after her. I'll let you choose the position."

"U-um, would doggystyle be alright?" She asked timidly, which was unusual for her. The embarrassed and guilty expression she currently wore was something Akros hadn't seen before. He found it extremely hot. 

"Oh? You like it when I spank your ass?" He teased, groping her breasts. Hers were no smaller than Lyra, even though she was 2 feet shorter. In other words, they were bigger for her body size. Akros noticed this and now understood what Luane meant. 

"Is there something wrong with that...?" Ulvone blushed furiously, biting her lip. She pulled away from him, and bent over the bed while putting her weight on her forearms. "B-be gentle, please."

"Did the rough ride with Lyra make you afraid I'd destroy your hips?" Akros asked, raising an eyebrow curiously. "Relax, I know my strength. Worst comes to worst, you'll regenerate."

"Wait aAAH!!" She cried out as he fed his girth into her soaking wet pussy. She turned to glare at him with teary eyes. "What is it with you and not warning us when you put it in?!"

"My bad. I can't wait any longer!" He grinned lustfully, licking his lips. He yanked her head back by her long blue hair, making her moan. After grappling her enormous bosom and her wide hips, he began thrusting. 

"Ahn~! There's no need tooogh~! Grab me so roughly~!" She whined, but internally she was loving it. She had developed submissive tendencies due to Akros initiating most of their sexual interactions. She was always nervous about talking to him about it, but he seemed to understand her unsaid messages every time. She knew that complaining would only inspire him to go harder out of spite. 

"Whatever could you mean? Why else do you got all this meat on ya?!" He roared back, spanking one of her ass cheeks. 

"HAAH~!" Vaginal fluids suddenly squirted on Akros' pelvis, reassuring him. It felt good to know he was actually pleasing her. The beauty of vaginal sex was, in his perspective, the only hole where both parties felt good. 

"Good, good! Keep squirting for me, bimbo!" He slammed his hips into her cheeks with renewed force. The clapping sound made by the motion was like music to his ears. 

"Uhn~ Ooh~ You really~ Love my ass, huh~?" Ulvone couldn't keep her voice steady anymore. She glanced at him again, but this time her face was one of passion and love. Pink hearts were clearly visible in her eyes. 

The heart-eye phenomenon was actually an interesting concept to Akros. At first he thought it was a confirmation of his Charm taking place. Then he changed the skill from passive to active, so he couldn't Charm women involuntarily. Somehow the hearts kept appearing in the eyes of his maidens. During an orgy, he asked Hilda if she saw the hearts in Uriel's eyes, to which the fallen angel said no. He later theorized that the hearts were actually an optical illusion made by the system to display the affection of the woman he was making love to.

"Of course I do, it's so- hold on, I'm gonna bust in a sec."

"Ha~ Come on~ Come on~! Fill me up, Akky~!!" 

"Here it- oh, wait. Here it comes!!" He managed to predict his ejaculation too early, in which he awkwardly corrected himself. As he flooded her womb, he started to realize how much sex he had in the last day. It was probably catching up to him, and his testes may need a break.

"Aaaah~" Ulvone let out a satisfied moan, feeling his semen inside her. He waited a second, then pulled out to let it flush out of her. In that second of hesitation, one of his sperm cells fertilized an egg inside her. Sensing this with Apathetic Omniscience, he felt at ease. He cleaned the area again as she left the room, then flopped on the bed. Uriel and Hilda, who had been squirming with anticipation, knew the weary expression he had.

"Too much sex? How many times did you cum inside Lilith?" Hilda poked his cheek irritably, her mood flipping like a switch. "I wanted some too, damn it."

"Patience, woman. For that you'll be last," Akros grumbled. He beckoned Uriel closer. "Unless you want me to do the moving?"

"Er..." She felt as if she was called out even though it was only her, Akros, and Hilda in the room. She blushed and fiddled with her fingers while avoiding eye contact. "P-please? After seeing you and Ulvone, I kind of..."

"Figures. S'okay, I'll power through it," He pushed himself up, hopping off the bed with his hands. He thought for a moment, then smiled at her. "How about this position...?"

Uriel was leaning over her left hand braced against the wall. Her right hand held up her right leg, while she balanced on her left. She felt a little embarrassed, but that feeling was outdone by the excitement pulsing through her body. She could only bite her lip in preparation when she saw him lining up to her entrance.

"Hrgh!" She grunted when he reached the halfway point. He didn't bottom out on the first thrust, instead he gave a few shallow thrusts to ease her into it. 

"Kurgh! Why are you fallen angels all so tight?" Akros thought out loud. "I also need to ask Lyra about her changes..."

"I think her void magic did that!" Uriel huffed, trying to keep herself steady as he began to thrust harder. "Her corruption ability became far more powerful after she promoted to six wings!"

"Hmm..." He hummed in thought, subconsciously speeding up. 

"Uah~! S-slow down!" Uriel's breath hitched when he slammed himself all the way in. "Hiii~! Akros, I swear to something~! Listen to me, dolt!"

"..." Hilda wasn't sure to be turned on or confused, so she sat on the bed with a poker face. 

Akros blinked and noticed Uriel's miffed expression. "Shit! Sorry!" 

He slowed down his hip movements. He kept going all the way with every go, not to suddenly decrease the pleasure visibly coursing through Uriel. She was panting hard with one eye closed and bit her lip with effort. All in all, a very attractive expression to him.

"Keep making that face and I'll nut right now!" Since he felt no need to be dishonest about how she aroused him, he dropped that on her. 

"Eh?" She was baffled. "Is my face is more appealing than my vagina?"

"Visually, yes. Physically... no? Hard to say, all of you is very nice to touch!" Akros chuckled, hiking his speed back up to what it was before. "C'mere. Those lips look damn tasty."

"Ah~! Hah~! Mmmrph~!" Uriel was too busy moaning to respond. She didn't retaliate. She surrendered her mouth to his tongue. She liked being dominated somewhat more than being on top, as she was beginning to discover. Even though he was smaller than she was, he was far heavier, stronger, and more experienced. Letting him go to work ended with them both orgasming, so why bother?

They sloppily made out until he came inside her and she squirted for the third time. He flooded her vagina as they broke their kiss. 

"Gah!" Uriel grit her teeth in discomfort. "I hate the feeling of fluid inside me..."

"I'm sorry, Uri. No other way to get you pregnant- and you're pregnant. Now I can suck the remaining semen out," Akros vacuumed the bodily fluids on their bodies, on the floor, and carefully the extra semen out of her folds. He weakened the suction effect as to not collect the fertilized egg as well. 

"I'm pregnant? It's that easy?" She said in disbelief, looking down at her stomach. "But isn't it incredibly difficult for powerful demons to have offspring?"

"I'm an outlier, you know this. Stereotypes and common behaviors just about never apply to me."

"I suppose that's true. Okay, I'll go shower. But first, kiss me again."

"Needy~"

"Ugh, whatever."

They exchanged a quick peck before she left the bedroom. Finally, Hilda was alone with Akros. He took this time to close the door, and look at her sternly. She immediately knew something was up.

"What did I do this time?" She asked halfheartedly. "Is this about my big mouth?"

"Hmph. I've been told of it from the others, Hilda. Something about you yapping about my sex skills?" Akros scowled at her with genuine anger. She gulped nervously, taking a step back. "There are things you keep private, and don't mention when talking to others or in a public scene. Is that so hard to understand?"

"No," She squeaked. 

"Then why?"

"I-I often talk about things I love, which I think is normal enough. Whether it be about you, my sword, or anything else... I'll remember to keep the sex part private."

"Yeah?" He snorted, laying down on the bed. "I'm beat. I won't punish you, but you're gonna have to do the moving."

Hilda nodded meekly, but internally she was cheering. She was afraid he'd deny her sex, but it seemed that wasn't the case. She was full of energy, so she tried a position she considered fun.

"Reverse cowgirl?" Akros was surprised. 

"Hehe! I love doing it this way!" She giggled while aligning her snatch to his groin. "Here we GO~!"

She sat all the way down, her ethereal rear slapping against his body. They moaned in unison from the motion, but she didn't stop there. She leaned forward while grabbing his ankles and curved her back. She twerked while using his legs as an anchor, bouncing her butt up and down his member. 

"Nrgh! Crazy hoe!" Akros couldn't help but grunt at the wild scene that came with the pleasure of her warm body. 

"I'm your crazy hoe~!" Hilda cried in response, her tongue hanging out of her mouth. She panted like an animal as she slowly increased her speed. Suddenly she felt a burst of pain in her left cheek, making her moan in surprise and pain. "HUAH?!"

"Keep moving that fat ass, damn it!" Groaning, Akros pushed his upper body up so he could see her better. He had spanked her to motivate her to go faster. He wasn't sure how much more sex he could handle today, prolonging his ejaculation was anything but wise. 

"Yesh, Dakky~!" She whimpered with a drunk grin on her face. She put all of her effort into moving her hips up and down, reaching speeds that the human eye would be unable to see. Akros bellowed as he came for the last time.

"RRRRRAAGHH!!" "YEESSSSSS~!!"

Hilda stayed down after he came, savoring the feel of his cock clogging her womb. With a mad giggle, she gyrated her hips while grinning at him.

"Damn..." Akros could only whistle in appreciation at the view. Then he remembered that he had other things to do. "Okay, off you go. I need a shower."

"With me?" She asked hopefully, batting her eyes.

"Unrelenting slut. Get off of me before I spank you some more."

"Aw~" She raised her body off of him, then onto the floor. She stretched lazily while yawning, undisturbed by the gallons of semen leaking out of her pussy. "I'm tired. You wanna relax in a hot tub instead, Dakky?"

"Dakky?" He raised an eyebrow. As he destroyed the filth on the bed and the floor one last time, he gave her a strange look. "What the hell...?"

"Daddy + Akky = Dakky! Or would you prefer Addy?"

"I-I don't even- Addy is better. For fucks sake, do not call me Dakky. That is so cringe-worthy."

"Okay, Addy~!" She giggled, hugging his face to her bosom without warning. "So, hot tub?"

"Sure," Came his muffled response.

An hour later, Akros and Hilda were bathing in a tranquil environment. He felt so empty yet so whole at the same time. Knowing he had seven children on the way made him very excited yet also very nervous. He was going to become a father. 

Yet he worried much. How would his harem affect the perspective of his children? How would he raise them? If they were human children, he'd be set, but these were demon or nephilim babies. He had only clues as to what he should do with them. 

First and most important, he wanted to establish a strong bond between himself and his children. He planned to keep himself busy, but would make sure to spend time with his kids. While he would leave the basics such as reading and writing magic to their mothers, he felt he had to teach them something. 

Additionally, he had no idea what these children would be like. Would they be demons, nephilim, fallen angels, or dragon hybrids? After all, his bloodline was quite the mixture. He wouldn't be surprised if he bore a child who had his latent Saiyan bloodline. The thought made him remember to check his status. 

Name: Amin

Race: Demon

Bloodline: Shadow Demon (Main), Frost Dragon (Latent), Saiyan (Latent), Fallen Angel (Latent)

Demon Name: ...Noval Akros

Form: Sovereign

Attribute: Dark (Main), Amethyst (Latent)

Strength: 116,005

Speed: 61,998

Magic Energy: 200,000

Stamina: 91,556

Vitality: 397,453

Souls in Possession: 1,690,000 Average-Grade souls, 7 Noble souls, 1 Soul of Might fragment, 4 High-Grade Holy souls, 3,213 Middle-Grade Holy souls, 400,000 Low-Grade Holy souls

Loaded Materials: Saiyan Blood, Tail Plating, Tremor-Tremor, Crafanc, Clone, Press-Press

Skills: Charm, Glacial Shatter, Shadow Brand, Metamoran Fusion, Shadow Melt, Foresight, Dark Acceleration, Black Sheen, Production Suction, Flame Vortex, Demolition Beam, Psychokinesis

Magic: Shadow, Unholy Flame, Restoration, Violet Frost

Universal Law Progression: Darkness (15%), Lust (12%), Wrath (10%), Greed (3%), Pride (2%), Power (1%), Gravity (1%)

Soul Immortality Level: 4%

Race Ability 1: Soul Peer

Race Ability 2: Demon Blood

Race Ability 3: Soul Devouring Addiction

Race Ability 4: Immortal Body

Talent Ability 1: Undying Spite

Talent Ability 2: Zenkai Boost

Talent Ability 3: Ultraspeed Regeneration

Talent Ability 4: Dragon Scaling

Description: Dragon scales are the pinnacle of nature's defense. Massive increase to vitality and reduces all damage taken depending on the point of reception.

Talent Ability 5: Angel Blood

Description: Heightened base willpower. Harder to fluster, frustrate, depress, etc. Emotional damage is reduced by 50%.

Notice: Dragon and Angel bloodlines have merged with your own, specifically that of Cherub Sinclair and Frost Dragon Meroa. All bloodlines are now displayed. Skills and Magic have mutated accordingly. 

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I lost the blood attribute from the fusion? More importantly, I gained frost magic from the bloodline of one singular dragon? What are the chances? I remember there being several frost dragons among those I fed the egg, but there was plenty more of the other types. No, that isn't important. How the hell can I simultaneously possess fire and frost magic? Shouldn't my body be tearing apart? 

Perhaps this is my parent's bloodlines' coming in to play again. As the son of two demon kings, it's probable that my body can handle all kinds of magic within it. Hell, I have no clue of what magic either of them use besides their own bloodline magic. Shadow and Charm.

Ah, just as I feared. After a second fusion, the stat boost was only x5 and not x10 like it was the first time. I had a suspicion, but it really is true. My skill list is so fucked now. I'll need to actually use my skills and magic to figure out what some of them are, because the fusions have destroyed my memory of what they used to be. Like how is Shadow Melt back? I thought it was Liquefy due to the blood magic bullshit? Agh, so much to do!

Because I want to go back to Nazarick soon. In order to have sufficient materials for my kids and my maidens, looting the tomb should be fairly simple. I warp to the gem I gave to Beta, then sneak my way in and grab everything. I'll have to make sure they're all separate and not fused into one production, but that can be solved with souls if need be. Then I escape with my pockets full and with... Beta?

Shit. I don't think I feel for her like I used to. It's been too long. On top of that, Momonga will come after me if I take her. He's a force I won't reckon with, even now. Son of a bitch's magic power is so dense that I couldn't sense it when I was low-rank. I remember him having the ability to stop time and cast death magic. No thanks.

For now let's try out my skills and make sure everything is okay around here before I leave this world again. 

"Addy?" 

Akros came back to reality. Hilda was beside him, waving a hand in front of his face. 

"What's the matter?" Her voice was tender and her face was wrought with worry. "I don't like that stressed expression of yours."

He gave her a weary smile. "It's nothing. I'm just tired."

"..." Hilda knew he wasn't telling the truth, but there was no use in prying. She sighed, then lifted him onto her lap. 

"Hilda? What're you...?"

"Oh, shut it. Let me dote on you," She mumbled. She rested his back against her chest and caressed his body gently. "Go ahead and fall asleep. We have all the time in the world."

"Sleep sounds good..." Akros let his body fall at ease. The soothing sensations from all sides robbed him of his consciousness quickly. In mere moments he was fast asleep in her embrace.

Hilda kissed his scalp affectionately, then picked him up bridal style. "Okay, let's get you to bed."

The next morning, Akros woke up to the sound of footsteps. His eyes shot open and he sat up. He appeared to be in a bedroom very similar to the one he had sex in previously. He deduced he was in one of the fallen angels' beds and relaxed, flopping back down onto the pillow behind him. 

He felt slightly ashamed to have one of his maidens carry him to bed, especially with his ten ton body. He had no clue what they made their beds out of, but they must have planned in advance for Akros' mass. Lyra or Hilda's suggestion, no doubt. Then the bedroom door opened, and the void queen leaned in. 

"Hey there, sleepyhead. I make pancakes!" 

"You guys eat food?" Akros yawned unceremoniously, forcing himself out of the bed. "And whose bed is this?"

"Hilda's. She slept with Uriel last night so you had it to yourself," Lyra perked up suddenly. "Oh yeah! I need to show you something!"

She closed the door behind her and stood next to him. He wiped his eyes groggily, and when he opened them he saw a system panel.

Name: Lyra

Race: Angel

Angel Rank: Throne, Fallen

Form: Void Queen

Attribute: Void

Strength: 67,010

Speed: 184,667

Magic Energy: 192,515

Stamina: 85,433

Vitality: 72,111

Souls in Possession: 21,440 Average-grade souls, 30 Low-grade Holy souls

Loaded Materials: None

Skills: Abyss of Knowledge, Void Mother, Dark Ritual, Void Pulse, Void Cascade, Void Warp, Boomerang Scythe, Assimilation, Nest, Black Hole

Magic: Void

Race Ability 1: Soul Peer

Race Ability 2: Angel Blood

Talent Ability 1: Zenkai Boost

Talent Ability 2: Ultraspeed Regeneration

Talent Ability 3: Void Origin

Description: You have become one with the Void. As its master, you can place nests where the Void will expand outward. 

"Woah! Your speed is higher than mine!" Akros was in awe at her stat improvement. Before they both promoted, there was a large gap between their stats. Now, even after his fusion, she had surpassed him in some areas. 

"No way. Show me," She didn't believe him at first, but when she read his status her jaw dropped. "H-how?"

"The void attribute is probably the cause here," He tapped his chin thoughtfully. "What else could it be? You don't feel any side effects, do you?"

"None whatsoever. It kinda makes sense. I am the queen, so why would it harm me? The only thing I'm worried about is the baby," She rubbed her stomach tenderly. "I hope the void effect on it is only positive."

"My dark attribute will probably cancel it out or totally dominate it as they're too similar. One can't have two evil attributes, or so my theory goes. It's like having a fire and lava attributes. They're too similar, and your body will simply pick one. So in theory, your child should have either the dark or void attribute."

"The attribute in general is quite potent, especially yours. Unfortunately, this is one thing I have little knowledge about because it's never been done. A child between a fallen throne angel and a demon lord has been something of fiction until now."

"Yeah... anyway, you said there was pancakes?"

 Akros and Lyra joined the five other fallen angels at a rectangular dining table. Akros was goaded into sitting at the head, while there was three ladies on each side. As he ate pancakes and sausage, he noticed something odd. Uriel, Hilda, and Lyra were eating much more than the other three. Additionally, their stomachs had small bulges to them. Lyra's stomach was considerably larger than the other two's. His eyes widened as he put the pieces together.

"The offspring have developed very fast," He said to the three soon-to-be mothers. They stopped chewing and shared a dubious look.

"Surely you noticed sooner," Uriel asked with a questioning stare. Lyra and Hilda nodded in agreement. A bead of sweat trickled down Akros' neck.

"Well, I wasn't sure if I should say anything, but whatever. At this rate you'll give birth in just a few days, right?" He couldn't meet their eyes, so he focused on stuffing his face. 

"Maybe for me and Uriel," Hilda said offhandedly. "Lyra might be later today. Wasn't your belly flat last night?"

"When I fell asleep, yes. In ten hours, I've grown this big. I estimate I'll go into labor tonight or tomorrow morning," Lyra remarked with glee and a bright smile. "I can't wait!"

"I don't know..." Iris spoke up, drawing everyone's attention. "Becoming a mother is still a outlandish thought for me. I'm still not used to having those body parts."

"Me neither..." Querrlya murmured. 

"I'm accustomed to my body, but motherhood is quite the leap," Eon said with discomfort. "Don't misunderstand, Akros. Maybe at some point I can bear your child, but not yet."

"There's no rus- well, not really. Lilith's idea was for me to impregnate now while I'm still a demon lord. When I inevitably reach demon king, it'll be harder for anyone to nurse my spawn due to their high mana hunger."

"Mana hunger?" Iris and Querrlya asked in unison. 

"We've already reached that phase. Basically, the baby needs nutrition to grow and live through the umbilical cord, this tube that connects the baby to the mother directly. Through that tube, nutrients and mana are fed directly into the baby's body. The amount of mana a baby needs depends on the father's magic power. The mother then has to provide that mana, but it's a subconscious thing," Uriel took a sip of apple juice, then kept going. "If the mother is vastly more powerful magically than the father, she'll feed the baby too much mana and it'll die. If the father is too much more powerful..."

"The baby won't be fed enough mana, and die?" Eon finished. She looked at the three with sympathy written all over her face. "I'm sorry, you three. I hope Akros' might doesn't cause the kids to die."

"I took precautions, don't worry," He said with his mouth full. He swallowed and looked at the six, who were baffled. "What?"

"What precautions? What the heck does that mean?" Hilda asked.

"One: Ensuring you would successfully get pregnant. Two: Ensuring that the baby would survive and develop properly without a mana overload or deficiency. The reason why Lye will give birth sooner is because she is more powerful magically. She has enough mana that our baby will develop at the normal speed for female demons, which is approximately one day. Pregnancy has to be quick otherwise the mother will be killed. Anyway, Hilda and Uriel, you two are a bit weaker and your pregnancy will take longer because it'll take you longer to provide the same amount of mana to the baby as it will Lye. Make sense?" Akros laid out all the information at once, befuddling them all.

"So, if I'm understanding this correctly," Querrlya rubbed her temples as if she had a headache. "Your children have a set amount of mana they need supplied to them. Lyra can fill that requirement faster, so she'll give birth sooner?"

"Correct," Akros nodded. "It's a fairly simple concept, but it's wordy. Sorry if I confused any of you."

"No no, actually I appreciate the explanation," Eon flashed him an thankful smile. "Now it makes more sense."

The rest of the meal was eaten in silence. Akros kept an eye on Lyra's stomach. He swore he could see it grow as time passed. It was definitely a tad larger than before. 

He thanked them for the food, then warped through the Shadow Realm to exit their home. He emerged on a smaller island, a decent ways away from the main island where the Legion ruled. He took this time to try out everything he was curious about. 

First was his wings. He had retracted them before having sex last night, as the spatial spell for it was the same as the one he used for his old blade wings. The six crystal and leather dragon wings spread wide, reaching 45 feet from tip to tip. In other words, each wing was more than twice his height in length. 

He spent an hour flying around, amazed by the gliding power his wings possessed. Even with his heavy body, one flap was enough to carry him a mile while moving slow. Then when he sped up, he was able to break Mach 14 with his newfound speed stat. 

Strength: 116,005

Speed: 61,998

Magic Energy: 200,000

Stamina: 91,556

Vitality: 397,453

He wasn't surprised by his high vitality. Regenerative abilities, defensive armaments, and an overall durable body made for his health outstanding. It was odd seeing his speed stat as the lowest numerically, as he had never been capable of moving so fast before in his life. 

Done with exploring the sky, Akros landed and began to test his new skills and magic. 

Skills: Charm, Glacial Shatter, Shadow Brand, Metamoran Fusion, Shadow Melt, Foresight, Dark Acceleration, Black Sheen, Production Suction, Flame Vortex, Demolition Beam, Psychokinesis

Magic: Shadow, Unholy Flame, Restoration, Violet Frost

Glacial Shatter was the first skill he performed. As he predicted, it was very similar to Abyssal Tremor but instead of lava there was purple spikes of ice. Rather than crumble the earth immediately, Glacial Shatter froze everything in the area. Then it became brittle and cracked to fragments. 

Akros found that its overall destructive power wasn't weakened by this element change. In fact it was far more powerful with his mana output being superior than it ever had been. It was regrettable than he destroyed the entire island he was on, but there were plenty more nearby.

Shadow Melt had somehow reverted to its original function after his attributes changed. He had quite some fun becoming ethereal and phasing around trees. It was oddly satisfying and edgy. 

Dark Acceleration lived up to its name. No longer a skill of flight, but now a simple speed boost. Shadows flared from his back or another point on his body and acted as thrusters. He could zoom around without moving a muscle, merely indicating the direction he desired with mental command. It was like controlling a limb, and was easy for him to adapt to. 

"I can guess what Flame Vortex is, but I am curious..."

A black hole followed by a massive explosion of unholy fire. It was very satisfying to watch unfold, but the spell evaporated a small section of the sea. The water collected burst into steam and rose, making the aftermath appear more dramatic. 

"Unholy Flame, huh? It seems different than fallen magic. Perhaps its an anti-holy fire that lacks depravity and darkness, which are qualities hellfire and fallen fire have? How interesting..."

The flames were pure black, unlike his former Shadowflame which was partially purple and black. The magic was even darker than Hilda's hellfire, which was mostly black with red tongues. Unholy Flame had no other shade, merely an imitation of darkness in the form of fire. It was oddly beautiful to Akros.

It didn't seem to have any abnormal destructive effects, but he assumed it was effective against holy beings. He was also happy to finally have flame magic that didn't ruin his prey. Shadowflame always had the side effect of burning souls to ash. He thought one day he'd need it, but that was not the case.

Then came his last skill. He was very confused as to why his magic Abyssal Grasp became a skill. However, after he tested it out, his mind changed immediately.

"This is so cool!" He cried out childishly, making a rock fly around. Unlike his gravity magic, he could now command things to move to an exact location. Having to calculate changes in gravity was hard and made Abyssal Grasp ineffective in battle. Now that has changed. His psychokinesis was also extremely powerful as he was able to lift an entire island out from the sea with ease.

After that he attempted to use Violet Frost magic. As soon as he cast it on a nearby tree, it froze solid. True to its name, the ice was a gorgeous violet. He experimented on other trees and found out he could strengthen or weaken the durability of frozen objects at will with mana. He couldn't create any ice objects, but his freezing power seemed absolute. Large patches of seawater would freeze faster than his trained eyes could see. He was very pleased in owning this power.

Lastly, Akros tested Restoration magic on a fish he caught with Psychokinesis. He poked a hole through it like paper, then gave the thrashing fish an orb of the restoring energy. Its wound mended fully in a mere second. There was no longer depraved energy within the magic.

"Interesting..." He shrugged it off, tossing the fish into his mouth. As he chewed it, he skid across the water with Dark Acceleration. It was a similar feel and motion to jet skiing, and giving him a rush of dopamine. "WOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"

He spent countless hours zipping around, until he returned to the fallen angel's group house when the sun fell. After warping inside through shadow, he found that the others had gathered around Lyra who laid on the floor. Her stomach was extremely swollen and she seemed to be in great pain.

"Lye! Are you in labor?" He rushed over to her. The others made way for him, not knowing how to treat their comrade. "What happened?"

"Akky, get me to my bed," She said through grit teeth. Her belly shook and she grunted in pain. "The child's kicking like it's trying to get out. Please deliver our baby!"

Akros scooped her up instantly, cursing underneath his breath. He got to her room bedroom and laid her down. With haste and anxiety he undressed her and pressed a hand to her forehead. Cold radiated through his hand to her, soothing her slightly. Yet the pain was unbearable.

"AARRGHH!!" She screamed, thrashing around. The other fallen angels held her down, while Eon laid out a towel and held out her hands in preparation.

"Less screaming, more pushing!" Akros coached. "Get that baby out!"

"GnhhaaAAAAAAGHHH!!" With another bloodcurdling cry, Lyra used every muscle she could to push the baby out of her womb. This time she was successful, and a purple-skinned infant popped out of her vagina. She was relieved of most of the pain, but was still panting. "Haah! Haah! Whew!"

Eon caught the infant and it came out with a decent amount of force. Lyra laid back and closed her eyes, all of her energy spent. 

"Wasn't there supposed to be some cord connecting the baby to Lyra?" Uriel spoke up suddenly. Akros and Eon froze, looked at each other, then looked at Lyra's closing vagina. 

"It appears there wasn't one," Akros scratched his head, greatly confused. "Umbilical cords are what humans have, but because it's a live birth and we are humanoid beings... fuck, I don't care. The baby's out and alive, and Lyra's okay. What more can I ask for?"

"Bring him to me," Lyra said wearily. "Let me hold him."

Akros examined the infant. A purple-skinned four-armed boy. His sex was evident by his pea shooter. He had sharp white teeth, pointed ears, and eyes very similar to Akros'. Black sclera with a piercing red iris and no pupil. On his scalp he had some tufts of black hair. He lacked a tail, but there were a small pair of demon wings on his back. He was very peaceful, not crying or laughing. He bore a very curious expression as he looked into Akros' eyes. 

"Hey little guy. I'm your daddy," The demon lord smiled gently. Internally, he wanted to cry. He never thought he'd be able to have children after becoming a demon, but here he was. The infant in his hands was his own. The child smiled at him, reaching out to his face. "Come on, let's go see mommy."

Akros laid his child in Lyra's waiting arms. She cradled the boy with incomparable passion and tenderness, kissing his forehead. "You have eyes just like your daddy."

"Yaah!" The little boy cheered, then burst into a bout of giggles. Lyra's heart melted at the sight.

"Akros, you're good with naming. What name do you think is fitting?" She asked him. He went into deep thought from the question.

No egg means that the boy isn't a demon. He's probably a nephilim of sorts, which means he won't have a true name like a demon does. I could name him after myself with my long-ass true name, but that info must stay safe. ...I got it now!

"Rhevos. A name similar to mine. What do you think, babe?"

"Now you call me babe...?" Lyra snorted sarcastically, brushing tears from her eyes. "I like it. Rhevos."

Rhevos continued to laugh and wave his arms around. Everyone cooed at his adorable face, except for Eon. She watched aghast as Lyra's genitals restored on their own, returning to their normal state in a mere ten seconds. Perhaps this was the miraculous regeneration power that Akros possessed, and had passed down?

Lyra felt healthy once again, but now she needed rest. As she slept, Akros and the others played with the giddy Rhevos. He seemed to be happy whenever he saw his father. Akros let Eon handle him for a moment while he contacted Ulvone with telepathy.

Ulvie, what's your status? 

Status? My stomach's grown a little, but it's barely noticeable. It'll probably be a month or so before I give birth, according to Pheom. What's going on over there? Are they okay? 

Lyra gave birth to a cute little boy. I named him Rhevos. Hilda and Uriel will give birth in a few days.

Ehhh? So fast? Well, I'm glad to hear they're okay. This pregnancy stuff sucks. My mana's being sapped, and I'm super hungry. 

That's because the baby needs mana and nutrients. I'm afraid that hunger and mana drain will continue until the baby's fully developed and ready to leave your womb. And um...

What is it?

I'm sorry, Ulvie. I should be spending time with you too, but I'm busy over here. I promise I'll be there for when you give birth, okay? Tell one of the others when you go into labor.

Labor?

A phase of immense pain after the baby is fully developed, and is trying to get out of your womb. You're belly will be huge and... well, you'll know when it comes. If not, I'm sure Lyra could explain the feeling as she already went through it.

Mhm. Sounds good. Now, you should get back to your little boy. I can't wait to see him myself!

Alright. Love you, Ulvie.

Eh?! I mean, love you too!

After cutting the mental link, Akros chuckled to himself. The angels in the room looked at him curiously.

"What is it?" Iris asked, raising an eyebrow. "You talk to someone?"

"Checking in with Ulvie. She's alright, but her pregnancy will last a lot longer than you two's. She's only a high-rank demon after all."

"Right. If magic power determines the speed of development, then it makes sense," Querrlya thought out loud. "Lyra must be close to your level of power then."

"She's been different ever since she promoted, honestly," Eon said while letting Rhevos crawl on her thighs. "Her magic power's denser than mine. I can only guess that her void power grew with her depraved power, resulting in her overall power multiplying?"

"Good stuff, Eon!" Akros praised her. "I didn't think of that."

Time passed by as they held a friendly conversation. The topic ran amok, but they were sure to keep it appropriate for Rhevos' sake. Hilda was very careful of what she said.

Eventually Lyra joined them in the living room. She took Rhevos to feed him while they kept chatting about random things. They filled Akros in about the state of the island during this time, impressing him greatly with what they and the other Legion members had accomplished.

"In the month I was asleep, all that? Shit," He cracked his knuckles. "I've been lazy."

"No, you were infected with an anti-demon curse. Don't be foolish," Iris quipped. 

"For once, I agree with the redhead. You were literally unconscious," Hilda rolled her eyes at Iris, who stood her ground and stared back.

"Yeah, well. I need to get out more, but with the kids being born..." He sighed, deeply conflicted. "I don't know. I value my freedom to do whatever, but I also have my morals. I refuse to be a deadbeat father. Urgh, but I want to adventure!"

"As I thought. We tie you down, don't we?" Querrlya asked sympathetically. She leaned against him, resting her head on his shoulder. "I was once tied down by those two morons."

Akros was surprised to see her get touchy with him, but was quickly distracted by the embarrassed faces of Eon and Iris. He held in laughter while they retaliated against their former general. Soon Hilda and Uriel started laughing, and the entire room was full of it. Lyra started chuckling in the kitchen, wondering what in the world had them all so giddy. 

Days passed by as Akros hung around the fallen angels. Most of his time was spent with Lyra and Rhevos, but he also doted on Hilda and Uriel a lot. When they entered labor, he was much quicker to react than when Lyra entered it. However, their labor lasted much longer than Lyra's. 

Three agonizing hours later, Uriel gave birth to a girl. She had tanned skin like Uriel before she promoted to six wings. She had her father's hair and eyes, down to his swirling irises and lack of pupils. She only had one pair of arms and lacked wings, but did have a tail. She had no scales or anything on her skin, just like Rhevos. 

During the waiting time for Hilda, Akros contacted Lilith. He forgot to talk to her earlier, and worried that she had already given birth due to her magic power being so potent.

Lilith? It's me, Akros. I'm sorry, I should've spoken to you sooner-

Hm? Whatever for? It is not as if I am going to give birth soon.

...That was sarcasm, wasn't it?

No? My stomach has yet to bulge much. Because I have to provide for three, it will take longer than I expected it seems. Perhaps a few weeks or so?

I would consider that to be soon, but... agh, whatever. I'm handling newborns over here for a while, but I'll stop by with some helpers when we're done here. 

No need. I can handle it myself. In fact, I could accelerate their development and give birth now if I wanted to.

What- how?

Time magic, darling. Do not worry, I will wait for you to be done there. Come see me in the castle when you finish delivering.

Okay, see you. 

Bye~!

Akros shook his head in amazement. "My mother is really somethin'." 

"Huh? You spoke to Lilith just now?" Uriel asked with a miffed expression. In her arms was her daughter, fast asleep. "I was asking you what you wanted to name the newborn, dummy."

"Urk! Forgive me. But I would accept any name you came up with, you know," His tail swayed behind him as he thought. "...What about Valrune?"

"Do these names you pull out of nowhere have real meaning, or are you just that good with words that you can make them up?" Hilda grunted. "Also, isn't that too similar to Valentine?"

"Ah, good catch. It's the latter by the way," Akros said nonchalantly, not even bothering to look at her irritated expression.

"Oh, for fuc-"

"Language. Baby in the room."

"Urrrgh! I'm in labor, curse you! Let me say what I want!"

"No, Akros is right. Don't taint my baby girl!" Uriel huffed, rocking the infant in her arms. She looked at Akros with pleading eyes, making him gulp. "Think hard. What is a name that symbolizes something important for you?"

"..." He was silent for a moment. Then, he spoke in a somber tone. "Ellen. Based off of a proud, faithful, and noble woman I once looked up to."

Querrlya, Eon, and Iris shared a confused glance. They were unaware of Akros' reincarnation, so they didn't know what he meant by those words. Uriel and the others with him in Vrathe all knew by this point. She knew that he was referring to a human woman he knew. She felt better hearing the emotion in his voice, knowing the name held meaning. 

"T-then," Hilda grit her teeth, doing her best to speak without crying out in pain. "What relevance did the name 'Rhevos' have?"

"It's similar to my own name, or at least the part I go by. Rhevos will look like me when he grows up, I'm sure," Akros said sternly.

"Hmph! I'll take that answer. I'm curious to see you name another, because I think! It's coming! OUT!!" Hilda screamed with effort, giving one last push. 

Out came a black-skinned boy with equally black hair that has hard to see at first. He was larger than Ellen by a significant amount, and had several interesting features. Not only did he have dragon scales, wings, tail, teeth, and claws but he also bore a third eye that laid vertically in his forehead. His scales were a pale lilac. He slowly opened his eyes to reveal black sclera, light purple irises, and reptilian pupils. He lacked a second pair of arms and the trademark pointed ears. 

"Oh? This one inherited my dragon bloodline!" Akros was delightfully shocked. "He can probably transform into a dragon!"

"Like Okami?" Eon asked.

"Yes and no, she needs to reach high-rank. Then yes."

"Oh."

Hilda examined her newborn son with a dazzled expression. The boy looked back at her silently for a moment, then started giggling loudly. She shed tears of happiness as she cradled her precious son. "So cute!"

Akros gave Eon, Iris, and Querrlya the queue to leave the room. They nodded and left quietly, as to not wake the sleeping Ellen. 

"So, Addy, tell me the name you have in mind," Hilda said. "I'm listening."

"Cadmus. Means 'dragon teeth'."

The baby dragon hybrid cheered at the name, waving his arms about. Hilda had been giving Akros a sassy stare, but when her son started crying out in joy, she could only share the emotion. 

"Cadmus, eh? What an energetic little thing you are!" She laughed with him, her eyes full of affectionate love. 

Akros sighed in relief, happy to see both kids and mothers came out unharmed. Unfortunately, now he had to bravely excuse himself. He was a little afraid Uriel and Hilda would scold him for leaving right after they gave birth, so he approached the topic gently.

"Hilda, Uriel, I am so sorry for doing this, but-"

"Lilith needs help, doesn't she?" Uriel cut him off without a sliver of anger in her voice, contrary to his expectations. He gazed at her wide-eyed. "What? You think we couldn't tell by your facial expression? Akros, honey, we know you."

"She's right, Addy. Your face tells us everything. You know, that's why you can never win when we play BS," Hilda laughed mirthfully at his hanging jaw. "See? Hahaha!"

"Before you, go, come here," Uriel beckoned him closer. He leaned in while she whispered in his ear. "Thank you so much. I love you."

"Love you too," He grumbled, still embarrassed. They exchanged a light kiss. Then he addressed Hilda. "C'mere, woman."

"Hehe!" Her eyes gleamed. She grabbed him by the chin, pulling him in for a deep kiss. Cadmus watched without a care in the world, if anything he was curious as to what his parents were doing. He pointed as if to say 'look at that!'. After they pulled away, Hilda gave him a serious look. "Hey, thanks for all this. You went out of your way."

"Of course I did? They're my kids!" Akros didn't understand what she said at all. "I don't understand you sometimes."

"I'd be scared if you did. Women aren't supposed to be understood by men," She winked at him flirtatiously. "Love you!"

"Haaa. Love you too. Try not to embarrass me more in front of the kids, will you?" Akros sighed. He slowly sank into shadow as he continued speaking. "Also, let the others know you've given birth. I'm sure they'd love to meet our children."

"Sure!" "If I have to..."

"...never lose that attitude, Hilda..." Akros murmured before finally disappearing. Said woman raised an eyebrow in disbelief. 

"Did I hear that right? Uriel?"

"...cheesy."

Akros reappeared in his bedroom inside the castle built for him. Lilith laid on the bed, looking very comfortable. She was under the covers, and her tail seemed to be put through the hole in the mattress made for Akros' tail. She cracked an eye open when he came into view. 

"There you are. Now, shall I explain my magic?"

Lilith went into a ten minute long explanation of her authority over time itself. Akros went from surprised to shocked to absolutely lost. 

"Your authority is time? I could've never guessed," He rubbed his temples, trying to soothe his headache. "So, you can change the age of the babies inside you so that they can be ready to be born in an instant, without negatively affecting their growth?"

"In their future, I would have provided all the mana and nutrients necessary for them to grow anyway. I am not speeding up their aging, but merely replacing the current them with themselves from the future. A future where they develop just fine! So, all will be well," Lilith said with sparkling eyes. "Shall we?"

"In that case, why not?" Akros deflated, unable to argue with her logic. "That power is crazy, and I don't know how it works. How you wield it is down to you. Why even cater to my opinion when you're as powerful as you are...?"

"...this may sound ridiculous, coming from a being as powerful as myself, but..." Lilith looked down sadly, wringing her hands. "Now that I have company that I can trust, I want second opinions. After your birth, I had issues with trusting my own actions. I was never sure if I did the right thing until you reappeared into my life. Since I made the right choice sending you away with the system, I think you can help me continue to make the right choices."

"You, you don't believe in yourself?" Akros was crestfallen. "Oh, Lilith. There's no need for that. Why doubt yourself when you've gotten this far in life? Clearly you've made the right choices before, or you wouldn't be where you are."

"You think so?" She wasn't fully convinced. "Or am I just lucky?"

"Luck doesn't exist. Fate does, but fate will cater to you if you strain against it. Listen here. Did you become a demon king just to doubt yourself?"

"No..."

"Did you achieve reign over time just to cower in fear of that power?"

"No!"

"Then why be afraid? If you're so scared of making mistakes, rewind time. Easy as that."

"I-I suppose you are right. Forgive me, dear. I did not mean to make you give me a, um... pep talk," Lilith sighed. "I am okay now."

"Don't sweat it. I'm your son. Kids gotta support their parents at times."

"You and your smooth tongue," She threw the covers off of her body, revealing her nude self beneath. She then rested a hand on her gut, which was slightly swollen. "Get ready."

Akros was in position at an instant. "Do it."

"Skip!" Lilith shouted. A flash of gold light shown over her stomach. It became severely swollen instantaneously, making Akros gawk in awe. She groaned, biting her lip with effort. "Urgh! First one!"

As she said that, a head slid out of her vagina. Akros caught it before it could fall from her body, and gently pulled the rest of the body out. Mere seconds after the first, the other two came out consecutively. A few seconds later, Akros held all three of his newborn daughters in his arms. 

"Having four arms rocks!" He laughed to himself, making Lilith roll her eyes. Then he examined the little girls, and gave her another awed stare. "How the heck did you produce three very different daughters?"

"As if I- actually, I do know," Lilith caught herself from lashing out. "You have several bloodlines following your fusion, so there was several possibilities from the start. Why are you surprised?"

The first girl was clearly a demon. She had demon wings, claws, fangs, and her father's pointed ears. Her eyes were entirely purple, similar to Lilith's. She had her mother's beige skin and black hair. She lacked a tail or an extra set of arms. Her lips seemed to be permanently cherry red, like Lilith's. She was nearly a spitting image of her mother, merely with different eye color.

The second newborn appeared very human. Beige skin and black hair like her mother, but human eyes. She lacked claws, wings, pointed ears, a tail, or fangs. Her canines were pointed, but only those four teeth were inhuman. Her eyes reminded Akros of someone from a distant memory. He then realized that this one had inherited his Saiyan genes. Her hair was very spiky, and she already had a full head of it. Saiyans had all of their hair from birth, as Akros recalled.

The third and last daughter strongly resembled an angel. She had black hair and pale white skin. Two black feathery wings adorned her back. The rest of her bodily features were human, like an angel's. She did however have an extra set of arms and her father's black sclera. She didn't seem to have pupils, as her irises were entirely red.

"This is both spectacular ans vexing. Have any suggestions for names?" Akros said, rearranging his hold on them to support their necks. Each of his hands were large enough to hold one newborn, so carrying three at once was easy enough. He didn't want to risk injuring them though, even though they were likely very durable from the get-go. 

"Um... er..." Lilith was at a loss. She pursed her lips awkwardly. "I have never named anyone before..."

"Haaa..." Akros sighed, but he didn't blame her. She didn't name him, as it predetermined through his eggshell and was likely random. He stared closely at the eldest triplet and tried to determined a good name, considering she was a demon. Lilith was similar to Lily, so Akros thought he'd name her daughters after flowers. "The eldest is Hyacinth. Hairy one will be Orchid. Angelic one will be Rose."

"Flower names?" Lilith was unamused at first, then realized his intentions. "Because my name is... oh, very clever. Alright then. Hyacinth, Orchid, and Rose."

The newborn girls all smiled at Akros. Orchid giggled loudly while Rose and Hyacinth were quiet. 

"They seem pleased with it. Then, let me hold them. You have one last baby, right?"

"Are you sure you can hold all three?"

"Watch and learn, boy."

Lilith took Hyacinth and Rose in either hand, then rested Orchid on her bust. Akros wanted to facepalm, but it the baby Saiyan seemed to be comfortable. Her neck was supported, so there was no real issue with it. Her mounds were large enough to keep Orchid from falling off.

"See? Now, go to that large-breasted demon with the scales. Contact me when you are ready, and I shall use Time Skip on her child as well. Save her the time."

"Tha-that's very kind of you. But first," Akros gave her a quick kiss. As he pulled away, she licked her lips. "Hey, don't be a bad example. Talk to you in a second."

"Yummy~."

That was the last thing he heard before he entered the Shadow Realm once more. With Shadow Step, he arrived at the demon's home in the lava zone. Ulvone was currently practicing her archery outside, taking shots at the embers that flew up from the lava lake. With Mavos, her magic quiver, she could reproduce her arrows at the cost of mana. In other words, a bottomless quiver as long as she had mana. 

"Yo."

She snapped around, an arrow nocked and aimed directly at Akros' forehead. He whistled in appreciation of not only her reflexes, but mainly her jugs swinging. She recognized him and realized she was pointing an Imperial Gold tipped arrow at her lover. One of the few things that could kill him, she thought. She carefully pushed the arrow forward and took it off the string, so she couldn't accidentally shoot him. 

"Don't be so worried. Those arrows are too slow," Akros chuckled. Ulvone placed the arrow back in her quiver before sending both items back to her separate space. She pouted at him, placing her hands on her hips.

"Meanie! I put a lot of effort into taking my arrow down, too."

"Haha! I appreciate that, but you underestimate my speed and prediction skills. I would dodge before it left the string."

"Tch. You and your foresight," Ulvone scoffed. She cleared her throat, changing her tone to be more polite. "So? How are they?"

"Two boys and four girls. All are healthy and in the care of their mothers at the moment."

"Six already? So that means Lilith too..."

"Speaking of her, you see..."

Akros explained to her about the time skipping with the babies. She was confused at first, but understood the concept ultimately.

"I'm shocked she'd do that for a little demon like me. She must love you a lot if she helps me because of you," Ulvone murmured in surprise. "I'm not against it. But how do I start...?"

"Gotta lay down on your bed first, duh."

"Wha-?! Don't be such a jerk!"

A couple minutes later, Ulvone was nude on her bed. Akros made sure she was comfortable, and laid out a towel beneath her vagina in case things got messy. Once he got a thumbs up from her, he contacted Lilith.

Lilith. We're ready.

Give me a moment to lock on to her child... got it. Done!

Ulvone's belly suddenly ballooned, and she screamed in agony. Tears ran down her face. The sight hurt him to see, but it was good. This was going to happen anyway, might as well do it now and not later. Such was his mindset.

Thinking fast, Akros gave Ulvone an orb of Restoration. It eased the pain in her by fortifying her body. Most of her pain had come from the sudden expansion of her womb, with her regeneration working overtime to hold her together. Now that she was stable, the pain was more manageable. 

"Okay, that should've helped. Push hard, Ulvie! Push!" Akros cheered her on, placing a hand on her forehead. A cold aura spread from his hand, cooling her head. 

"Ngh! Agh!" Ulvone tried her best, but nothing happened. Akros used Foresight to scan her body for life, and gasped. The infant's head wasn't at the front of her womb, meaning it wouldn't come out first. Akros knew this was bad. When this happened to human woman, the baby would die from suffocation. The only solution he knew was caesarean section. 

With a grim face, he aimed his tail's blade tip over her belly. Ulvone saw this and freaked out. "Wait! What are you doing?!"

"Bear with me, Ulvie! It won't come out as it is! I have to cut you open!" Akros took the still-clean cloth from under her and handed it to her. "Bite this and squeeze my hand! Whatever you do, stay still!"

Ulvone did as told out of fear for her child's health. She knew if she thrashed about, Akros might lacerate the baby. She would not have that, not matter what. She bit down on the cloth and held Akros' partially armored hand in a vice grip. As the etherium blade broke her skin, she clenched his hand tighter and chomped with all her might. Through sheer willpower, she didn't budge an inch while the opening cut was made.

Akros didn't want to rearrange her insides, but with her regeneration the gash would close up if he took too long. Once her belly was open, he took hold on his unborn child with Psychokinesis and lifted him out. Fearing for the newborn's health, he gave it a small orb of Restoration as well as Ulvone. 

Her belly not only mended, but returned to its usual flat state. Ulvone spat out the towel and gasped. "H-how?!"

"I have advanced healing magic, remember? I can not only heal you, but restore your stamina and revert injuries in whole. That includes pregnancy, or so it seems," Akros explained, collecting her blood. He kept it, as the blood of a demon had many purposes. He wanted to try some on humans, to see what happened to them. He knew frost demon blood created liches, but nothing more.

Once the mess was clean, Akros and Ulvone looked to their newborn son. He wasn't making any noise, but his heart beat in Akros' palm and his chest moved. The shadow demon sighed in great relief. He then sat on the edge of Ulvone's bed. She moved to sit beside him, examining the boy curiously.

This baby was the only one other than Lilith's girls that took after their mother. Akros' bloodlines were probably stronger than the fallen angels' and especially Ulvone's, but the little boy looked very similar to his mother.

He retained her ocean blue hair and scales. His uncovered skin was pale, the same shade as his mother's. He bore dragon wings, but no tail. Dragon teeth and claws as well. His eyes were reptilian with white sclera, vertical black pupils, and red irises. 

Additionally, he had reptilian legs. His feet were shaped like a carnivorous dinosaur's. Three clawed toes on each foot. The last and most interesting detail about him were his two arms. The scales on them were black from his shoulder to his hands, ending in black talons. These scales seemed thicker and more jagged than the others coating his body.

"Definitely a dragon hybrid. In fact, he seems more dragon than demon. I guess that makes sense given we both have dragon in us," Ulvone pointed out.

"Dead on. Which means he gets a draconic name..." Akros smiled at the boy, who seemed to be waking up. "Hey, little guy."

The newborn looked at Akros and Ulvone blankly, then burst into a fit of giggles. Akros noted how most of his children liked to laugh, much like himself. It warmed his heart to already see the similarities between him and his kids.

"How does Ormr sound? It means 'dragon'. A bit plain, but also very unique," Akros suggested to her. She chewed on the thought briefly, then nodded with glee.

"Your ability to come up with names must be a magic power, right?" Ulvone teased, wiping happy tears from her eyes. "Honestly. What would I do without you?"

"Nothing, cuz you do me," He replied slyly, kissing her cheek. She puffed her cheeks angrily.

"Don't be salacious in front of Ormr!"

"Yeah, yeah."

"I'm serious! Let him stay innocent."

"Pfft. He's gonna grow up around Pheom, no? No shot he'll stay innocent."

"If that bitch corrupts my boy...!"

"Hey, now you're swearing!"

Ormr watched them bicker, and his smile faded. He began to tear up, making them both panic. 

"We're only having friendly banter, see? See?" Akros sputtered, pecking Ulvone's cheek again. She didn't respond, instead she reached out to Ormr. Akros understood her movements, and let her hold him. 

"Come to mama, little one," Ulvone laid him in her enormous breasts, with his head facing inward. With his neck supported and his entire body cushioned, Ormr felt very good and started giggling again. Ulvone gave Akros a teasing smile. "See? He's just like you. Infatuated."

"He is just like me," Akros whispered, shaking. "I can't believe it. They all reflect me in some way. I'm really... a father!"

He broke down out of stress and happiness. He was so worried about the health of the mothers and the children. Now that he knew they were all safe and healthy, he was overcome with relief and joy. After more than 67 years of life, Akros became a true father.

Weeks later...

Akros had all five mothers live with him in the castle. Life changed for them and those they previously lived with, but everyone was happy. Akros was able to spend his time doting on his children, loving his maidens, and the ability to swim whenever he desired. As shadow demons were by technicality aquatic demons, he was very adept at underwater maneuvers. 

Whenever he wasn't with his kids or women, he would be diving. It was a place of solace and comfort, the sea. Fish and other aquatic life swam by without any reaction to his presence, although they did move around him. 

He witnessed schools of sleeks be hunted down by packs of crocodiles the size of tanks with gills. Or he would see massive scorpions consume smaller crabs. In general, it was like watching a documentary. Being there in person with his incredible eyesight only made the atmosphere more intoxicating. 

However, there were times when he came to think. Nothing would interrupt him here, so it was the best location.

The kids seem to being growing at different speeds. The fastest will probably be Hyacinth or Rose. Demons and angels grow far faster than Saiyans, dragons, and nephilim. Orchid will need 18 years to reach adulthood, and I suspect the same for the nephilim kids. Cadmus and Ormr might take even longer due to their dragon blood, more so Ormr. Dragons will keep growing and aging for thousands of years, I think. Immortal to age. 

...right now they're with their mothers. With Lilith around, they're more than safe. Maybe now is a good time to return to Nazarick.

Akros established a mental link with his mother.

Lilith. I'm going to leave this world for a bit.

"Now? Can it not wait until your children grow?"

I'm afraid not. I'm dying to get out and stretch my legs. Also, this is more of a heist. We benefit from this trip.

"I will not stop you. In fact, I can slow time of this fragment world so that it shall not be too long for us. Will you take anyone with?"

None. Solo mission. I trust you with the time thing, so-

"It has already been done, you merely cannot tell."

Awesome. Heading out, then.

"Be safe."

...I'll make it back.

Akros cut the link before she could respond. He then found a shadow in the water, and entered it. Once inside the Shadow Realm, the leftover water on his body froze. He broke it easily with his strength, but it reminded him to be careful with who he brought into this dimension. 

Without any source of heat, the Shadow Realm was at the lowest temperature, absolute zero. Only shadow demons, frost demons, and powerful entities with resistances could remain here without freezing or asphyxiating. 

It took him several attempts, but he was able to locate a signal from a distant world. He warped himself there with a single Shadow Step, spending a quarter of his total mana. While he waited for it to recover, he observed the realm above.

Beta herself was sound asleep. Delta was sleeping as well in her bed a few feet away. Further away, Albedo laid in what seemed to be Momonga's bed with a body pillow of him. The lich himself sat upon the grand throne. Akros could not locate any other guardians, but he was still very wary.

Momonga's magic power was now tangible for Akros. The demon suspected he had been blind out of weakness and an unfamiliarity with magic power at the time. Still, he was shocked. Momonga's magic power was superior to his own, and to Lyra's.

Terrified, yet determined to snag as much loot as he could, Akros moved underneath the armory. Pandora's Actor, the guardian of the armory, stood on guard. Akros scoffed with contempt. The freak creation was equivalent to a upper-middle-rank demon at best. Yet if Akros killed him now, it may alert Momonga. That was too high of a risk.

Akros swam underneath the guard, and emerged into the armory. Without wasting any time, he ran around with Suction Production active, slowly collecting the sea of weapons and armor. Everything was going according to plan. 

When he was almost finished, he froze. A potent magic aura was behind him, one that belonged to a certain lich. Akros tried to descend into shadow, but found he could not move his body. The world around him lost color, and everything stopped. Except for Momonga himself.

"Time stop."

Akros strained to move to no avail. The robed lich floated over his petrified body, admiring it. 

"A demon? No, a true demon! How did he get here, and where have I seen him before? Those horns seem familiar..." Momonga said to himself. "What did he do with my treasu- what?!"

Akros' eyes gleamed dangerously as they swiveled to lock on Momonga. The lich took a step back out of surprise. "He can move?! Ha! It is of no matter. I must interrogate him to find out how he managed to get here. But first... Syphon Magic! Absolute Freeze! Resume Time!"

The world regained color, but Akros still could not move his body. His body was frozen in mystic ice, leaving only his head free. He tried to summon unholy fire to melt himself, but his magic wouldn't deploy. His heart skipped a beat.

What is this? Did the bastard actually syphon me? I have my mana supply, but my magic won't activate! Shit!

"Demon!" Momonga bellowed, getting Akros' attention. "Speak! How did you access this place?"

"...who knows? Perhaps I've been here before?" The restrained demon spat. "Don't bother with interrogation, you can't kill me. I am immortal."

"Is that so?" Momonga didn't sound convinced. He raised a hand to Akros' face, making the latter grimace for the worst. "True Death."

Dark purple energy pulsed from his bones, seeping into Akros' body. Contrary to the lich's belief, the demon failed to die. He glared resolutely at Momonga, his mind racing.

That's right. You can't kill me. Your only option to deal with me is to expel me from this world, ain't it? Send me back to the Abyss where Lilith can revert the syphon. 

"Hmph. You are in fact immortal. If you can move within my stopped time, there is no telling your physical capabilities. That leaves one option. I shall banish you from this world!"

There it is. Classic anime protagonist, explaining his plans out loud to his enemy. This is the second time now that I've fooled Momonga. He doesn't want to think for himself, so he waits for his opponent to explain everything in typical anime fashion. Makes me want to vomit.

"World Gate!" Momonga chanted. A swirling portal opened next to Akros. However, this portal did not smell of sulfur and lava, nor of the sea. Akros realized at this point that he was getting banished to another world. This portal smelled like a healthy human world, a world full of magic. "Now, suffer among mortals without your magic power, fiend!" 

With that declaration, Akros was shoved through the portal, vanishing from the world of Overlord. 

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