Chapter 167: Chapter 4

I awoke to a savage pain in my stomach, and all of my sheets wet. As soon as I let out a cry, a maid came to investigate and found me covered in sweat and breathing hard. I really wanted to be in a hospital. Please, someone give me a C-section. I’d be happy even with an epidural. No, the pain of contractions isn’t too much to bear, it’s too pleasurable.

Why did I ever decide that pleasure was preferable to pain? In a way, they were two sides of the same coin, and both could cause me to feel unbearable agony! Even though I as a master of deception, I had to stretch my ability to the max to make sure my face looked pained, not pleasured. The first time I gave a lewd expression, I wasn’t sure how I’d be received from then on.

The maids all came in and I was taken to a room where a midwife looked over me. Of course, Synaphany appeared, a look of delight in her eyes that the baby she had so much interest in was coming. Then, became the long period of giving birth.

I’ll spare you the details. I’m pretty sure there is a movie you can watch that can show you all of that. As for me, I couldn’t remember a lot. I remember it starting out okay, just endless surges of ever-increasing pleasure. However, it kept increasing until it was agony, and then it went beyond that. At some point, my entire lower half went numb, and I could see by the sudden, frightened appearance on the face of the midwife that something was going on.

Synaphany looked on with a distraught expression. “What’s going on? What’s happening?

“This pregnancy… it’s not normal…” The midwife said.

Synaphany grabbed her and frantically shook her. “What does that mean? Is the baby okay?”

I could hear cracking and tearing sounds. I thought for a second that something had fallen. I then began to realize it was the feel of my bones breaking, and my skin ripping. The midwife let out a horrible scream, and I ceased to be conscious.

There were fleeting moments. “This baby… it’s…”

“It’s beautiful!” Synaphany’s voice gushed.

“It’s a 1^st generation demon.” I could hear another voice, a male voice, speak. “I’ve never seen one born before. This woman must have been touched by a monster…”

“It’s my husbands!” Synaphany screeched.

“Ma’am, this child, it’s a new demon breed. There hasn’t been one born in over a decade on the demon continent. He’ll bring hope to the future.”

“He’s my husbands. His genes are strong!” She said combatively.

“Ah… yes… I guess.”

Through a blurry image, Synaphany walked away with the baby. I wanted to reach for it, but I had no strength in my body.

“You know as well as I that this woman must have had been touched by a monster. The chances of a demon baby being successfully born are one in a million.”

“What do you think it is mixed with? Red skin, horns? Is it a devil? How could she even survive being raped by a devil, let alone bearing its child.”

“Devil? That’s the same species as the Demon Lord. Do you think he’ll allow the baby to live?”

“We won’t report this to him right now.”

“You suggest treason.”

“Survival of the demon race supersedes the petty powerplays of a politician. This is something for the academics to take care of.”

“What about the woman, Synaphany?”

“Let her raise it. She will protect it as doggedly as anyone. Lord Typhon was a distant cousin. He should have devil blood.”

“Anyone who sees the purity of that baby wouldn’t believe it.”

“Then, we inform her to keep it secret. Only relevant parties will be informed about this.”

“Wh-where is he?” My voice sounded distant to my ears, and it required the last of my strength to lift my head and speak.

The two men who were discussing such heavy topics were at the foot of the bed. I could see a red blur down there. I had no clue how bad it was. As soon as I spoke, the two men turned to me.

“She’s alive?”

“Should we put her own of her misery?”

“No, she might have some uses. Get a healer in here. She’s a maid in this household, right? If she survives, we can leave her here… for now.”

My head fell back on my pillow, the last of my energy leaving. Even with my high level, an assortment of skills, and nearly inexhaustible stamina, I had no energy left. I couldn’t even think about activating anything. Part of me hoped that if I died, they’d do a cremation. In that case, I might have a chance of triggering that phoenix skill one more time. With that thought, I lost consciousness for good.

When my eyes opened again, I felt incredibly thirsty and hungry. My body ached with sexual desire, but after the horrific sounds I had heard during birth, I was scared to even reach down there. It was a miracle that I hadn’t bled out. At the moment, I still couldn’t even feel my lower half. Considering what happened, I felt that might be the one kindness this world ever gave me. I tried to move but found myself unable to do anything. I was essentially useless.

I could only lie there in the dark, feeling impossible hunger and thirst. Was that it? Was I going to be starved to death? Was that the cruel fate that would end me? Time passed by, and it felt infinitely slow. I could almost hear the slow ticking as the seconds passed by, and I was pretty sure that the room didn’t even contain a clock. Finally, after what felt like forever, a woman walked into the room. She brought some kind of broth that was steaming hot in a cup. When I turned to look at her, she jumped, nearly spilling the cup.

“M-my lady, you’re awake.”

“Where is the baby?” I asked, my voice sounding impossible hoarse.

“The child is alive.” She said, looking a tad uncertain. “Mistress is taking care of it as we speak. It’s been over a week since birth.”

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“A week!” I tried to move and failed, only feeling a surge of pain in my forehead.

“Yes, my lady. You were in a coma for the last week. The doctors and mages weren’t sure if you were going to pull through.”

“I… see…” I responded.

I had hoped things wouldn’t have been that bad. Even though this was a world were births occurred at home and there was no such thing as c-sections, I had hoped with a wealthy family that I could coast through this pregnancy. I supposed I had underestimated the severity of having a monster’s baby. The birth nearly killed me. I should say that I was lucky to be alive.

“So, what’s the damage,” I asked.

Her face grimaced before she put on a sweet smile. “You will be fine, miss.”

“I’m not fine. Just tell me.”

She looked away, biting her lip. “My lady, the doctor said that you broke various bones. Although he used what healing he had available, not all damage can necessarily be repaired.”

“What happened?” I demanded.

“You’re… you’re paralyzed from the waist down.” She finished, covering her mouth as her eyes filled with tears.

“I see…” I said again.

My legs, I couldn’t feel them. I couldn’t feel anything below my hips. Even that area was almost like it wasn’t there. This birth… it had truly disabled me. I didn’t cry. The maid herself was shedding a tear just telling me, but inside, I felt almost nothing.

I still felt tired and even normal movements were difficult, she fed me the broth. It wasn’t enough to quench my thirst or satisfy my hunger. She promised me she’d bring more food in a bit. A bit turned out to be many hours later. As I waited, all I had to do was go through list after list and see if there was anything in there that would allow me to fix my legs. It seemed like there was no level of Cat’s Meow that could fix this.

There were two possible ways I could fix this. The first was Absorb. Absorbing someone’s lifeforce could potentially help me heal wounds and increase overall health. I didn’t know how much life force I had to absorb, but it was possible that I could get my legs back. There was just a single problem with that. Doing so required me to be sexually intimate with someone. Since I had Sexual Fortitude, that meant I could absorb from anyone, but while I was in this mansion, I couldn’t do that safely. If I absorbed from the maids, I would get in trouble.

The second option I had come up with was to invent a potion that healed at the level that it could fix this. It would involve semen and my Lifebringer ability. This world had to have potions that could fix this. They probably just weren’t able to spend them on a simple maid. If I got the ingredients on my own or even used semen to counter some of the more expensive ingredients, it was possible I could fix this problem on my own.

I took a deep breath. I wasn’t dead, and I lived in a world where magic existed. I was a skilled alchemist, and I had already given up the idea of being some great hero. This was a setback, not the end of the world. I told myself this, and I remained calm as a result.

The door opened, and I looked eagerly for more food with a bit of substance. However, instead of a maid, it was a man who stepped in. He was a young man, well dressed and decent looking. He had a slight tilt to his chin which gave me the impression of a young aristocrat. I didn’t need that to tell he was a noble. He resembled Lord Typhon, so it was pretty obvious who he was.

“You are… Master’s son?” I asked.

The man grinned, closing the door behind him. “So, you’re the little slut who spread her legs for a monster?”

“…” I didn’t know what to say, completely surprised by this rude question from a man who I didn’t even know.

“I got home, but no one even said a thing because they were all obsessing about the baby. You should have seen the look on their faces when they realized it wasn’t even dads, hahaha!” He laughed as he walked over and then sat at the foot of my bed.

“Can I help you?”

“Hehe… how can you help? You can’t even walk!” He laughed. “Damn, you’re a dumb bitch too. I guess that’s dad’s type. A dumb whore. Well, he did marry mom. Hahaha.”

The more I heard from him, the more my brows started to furrow. I had already guessed who he was. Seris, the younger of Lord Typhon’s two sons. When I asked about him, Synaphany had changed the subject. I had asked one or two maids over the last week, and they didn’t answer, but I could see a flash of fear in their eyes.

Now, I think I understood what all of the hush was about. It appeared like this guy was a psychopath. He was the kind of guy who tortured small animals. I fought to keep a disgusted expression from forming on my face. I would have to address him without triggering him.

“You know… mom’s walking around pretending that creature is her husband’s child. She’s completely embarrassing this house and dad’s memory. I’d have already broken the little shit’s neck, but they won’t let me alone with it. Even when mom isn’t all over it like a dog. Apparantly, someone hired some kind of guard to protect it. They say a first-generation baby injecting fresh blood into the demon race is more valuable than gold. You… on the other hand, no one gives a shit about you.”

He reached out and grabbed my throat. He started to squeeze as my eyes grew big. He was squeezing tight enough that my throat way was closed. I reached up and grabbed his arm, but he was extremely strong, and I was weak. He was choking me to death.

Of course, I was faking the choking. I was a little afraid and freaked out. Who wouldn’t be? However, with mana breathing, I didn’t need to breathe air. He could choke me for hours and I’d be fine. Thankfully, my level of deception was at a point where I immediately started pretending. I’d pass out in about a minute, and then hopefully he’d leave and I’d wake up as a fortunate survivor. Just then, the door opened again.

“My lord, what are you doing?” The maid cried out.

She was holding on to my food. As soon as she opened the door, he lowed her hand but left it pressed against my chest. It was a kind of touch that seemed to suggest I was his to touch however he wanted. He smiled at the maid.

“I was just seeing if our new maid is comfortable.” He chuckled without missing a beat.

“Yes, my lord, I’m sorry for interrupting.” She said this, but she shot me a worried look. “Shall I give you some time? I’ll let your mother know that you’ve taken and interest-“

“That won’t be necessary.” As soon as he heard mother, he stood up and then leaned near my ear and whispered. “I’m going to have so much fun making you my little sex doll.”

He pulled away and immediately swaggered out of the room without another word. The maid watched as he went, and then ran to me, fretting over the ‘rabid dog of a son’ that should have been put down. I barely paid attention to her though. Watching the door where he left, I licked my lips.

“A sex doll, huh? That does sound like fun.”

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