Simon was feeling like shit like he had run across the continent, then swam across the ocean, and for an added challenge, he arm-wrestled a Juggernaut. And even that was not the worst of his problems Maria, and Rawr, especially Rawr, were alternating between being livid at him and sobbing in his presence.
This was a very hard pill to swallow, he had justified most of his shenanigans as only affecting him so as long as he did not die he could bounce back from anything, he was a demon after all.
What he had completely failed to consider was that his monster girls were also his responsibility, he was so invested in the half that was monster that he had completely skipped the sentient half. The one that had feelings and would feel pain from his actions...
Was that how Jim and Mike also felt? So out of the loop that they were not on the same team anymore.
His dad had said to always take charge, that the strongest representation of your existence was the actions one took. So he did just that, took action. Only there was additional wisdom there that was still lost on Simon. He had taken it at face value and judged himself by his actions and on the surface his progress was astronomical
In eight months, he went from new tamer to near [hero] status, granted he did not have some of the key features like the license or a tier 7 monster.
But in terms of tamer power, he was essentially there, his life goal achieved. That was the power of a human born from an outer entity.
What he lacked was the wisdom that came with time and experience. His father could make that statement because he had decades of experience to draw from. All he had was a series of fuck ups that till this point always went his way.
But how long would his luck hold? Was this how [demon kings] were born? Keep fucking up till it becomes impossible to turn back.
Simon sighed as he snuggled deeper into his sleeping where he had been confined for the last four days. During that time outside of brief visits to take care of his needs he was left on his own, not even Whiskers visited or any communication at all through their mental link.
Weirdly, this made him more clear-headed than he had been in a long time. There was no drive or lust or anything of the sort. Just him and his thoughts. And man was all of those bleak.
He unconsciously took his hands to his cheek where he had been slapped for the first time in his life. Sure he had been beaten to shit by his dad, but that was all in the name of training, outside of that he was left to his own devices while being doted on by his dad's monster girls. This slap is much more painful by many orders of magnitude.
It was what started this whole maddening thought process. What could he have done better? Was there a way not to ever have had to have seen the tortured faces of his angels and dragon? Would he have ever bothered stopping to think, otherwise?
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The worse part of it all was that he was not at all saddened by it. He was sad thinking about his home than he was about what he could have potentially done to the group.
Was that what he would eventually become? He had once sworn that he would never be like those tamers who abused their bond with their monster girls. But was he not worse? He gave them hope that he would be better, only to turn around and do something that fuck them up just as much as it does him. Only his evil ass could walk away and sleep like a baby while they worried and anguished over him and what he had done.
In his last stupid attempt, he could have legitimately died, and even now he was not at all bothered by the fact. His body was in such a state that comes out of his bed was a feat and he was completely fine with that. He had not broken down into sobs or even shed a tear once for his own safety, even the thank you he said to Rawr felt hollow in his ears.
He needed a change, a big one. He had to figure out what and how to bring it about.
Rawr was sniffling trying to keep it together. She knew she had to do it. Simon needed to grow up and quickly.
Rawr had thought he had time, she and her sisters could slowly groom him to be the best tamer he could be but that day was a very scary wake-up call. If Rawr was not a dragon would any of them even be alive right now? Rawr was unsure about the answer but did not like where the logic wanted to take her.
So she made herself the sacrifice, she was the one to give him the rude wake-up call. To damn with the consequences. If he died there would not be a relationship to regret over
Maria was being stretched thin, to keep Rawr from breaking down. Prevent Hiss and Whiskers from acting on their instincts, and teach Itsy why it was important to leave him alone right now. Witch was busy building something that she thought would help with their endeavor so she was no help. That only left her to keep the status quo to help solidify the gravity of what he had done.
A rarely known fact about demon born was their ability to use sex as a mitigation tool. Like succubi, sex is an instinctual indicator that everything is alright. What that means, is if their master immediately started fucking around, his instincts would hand wave away this incident as nothing to worry and that was something he was probably subconsciously looking for, even while in his depleted state. He needed to be alone right now, otherwise, Rawr's actions would be in vain.
She needed him to associate this as something he should not do, so she had to keep him at arm's length and show him that what he did was not acceptable.
She only hoped it would be soon as every day it was becoming harder and harder to manage.
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