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🕑 Added 2024-12-01 21:13:05 +0000 UTCWalking out of the shower, I cast a quick drying spell and grabbed some clothes from my dimensional storage: underwear, a white hoodie, and black pants, dressed up quickly took my phone, put it in my pocket and walked out.
On my way to the kitchen, I was tackled by a flying mini rocket named Elizabeth, who jumped on me while shouting, "Daddy!"
Now this would have been extremely endearing if she hadn't been running away from Aunt Misla, all wet and naked.
‘I don’t understand why Aunt Misla was even entertaining her like this instead of using magic to hold her in place and get her dressed’ .
*`I might have done a terrible thing by letting my daughter be raised around devils’,* I thought grimly.
"Ellie, sweetheart, what did I tell you about running away after a bath, all wet and naked?" I asked, keeping my tone calm but firm, the kind that made it clear she understood she had messed up.
"Not to?" she replied, cutely tilting her head as she tried to appeal to me with her weaponized cuteness.
"That's not going to help you today, young lady. I'll think of a punishment for you later, but first, let me dry you off and get you dressed," I told her while casting a drying spell. I retrieved some ‘underwear, a flowery dress, socks,and let’s not forget the tiara’ from my dimensional storage and began putting them on her.
I turned around and found Aunt Misla standing there, looking at us with amusement.
"Auntie, you shouldn't let her do that. It's inappropriate," I said, trying to sound serious. But to her, I must have looked like a kitten trying to tell a tiger what to do—judging by the way she raised an eyebrow and seemed more amused than anything else.
"She's a devil; let her do her thing. That's how we raise ours." The confidence in her voice brought whatever I was about to retort I have to a halt and told me that arguing would be pointless.
‘I know my daughter is a devil, but she's also a vampire and a human. That doesn't mean she should be taught the same way devils raise their children’
It seems I'm going to regret having her grow up around devils for a long time.
I took the now-pouting and silent Ellie, placed her on my shoulder, and continued toward the kitchen, ignoring her and Aunt Misla altogether.
*Is it okay to regret waking up your friend's mother, who had been in a coma for years?* I asked myself this question a lot nowadays but I don't care…because right now, I do.
Arriving at the dining area in front of the kitchen, I gently set Ellie down and made her sit in her chair. "Now, young lady, you stay here and think about what you did wrong while I prepare lunch, okay?" She responded with a huff, turning away from me. I chuckled slightly, amused, then kissed her on the forehead and went to the kitchen.
Now that I think about it, our interactions might seem odd to some people because, well, she's only three. But what most people tend to forget is that:
First, she is a Tribrid, so she by no means normal . That means she is biologically, and psychologically different from a normal human child.
Second, she was raised by me, and with me infusing her with my magic and natural energy daily for years, I might have ‘unintentionally’ altered her magical inclination and accelerated her overall growth.
Third, the little mink is a prodigy. No, seriously—she has perfect recall, and her thoughts are five times faster than those of a normal kid her age. Believe me, I checked.
Finally, there's the fact that I gambled and infused her soul with a little bit of Null energy when she was a baby, breaking all kinds of restrictions placed on her and those like her by the world, amplifying every talent she had.
So yeah, even though she is three, she’s more like 6 years old physically and a little bit older mentally.
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I started cooking lunch for everyone, which caused me to think about the fact that I wouldn't be staying here for much longer.
I've already purified more than 70% of this world's natural energy, created and implanted various energy purification circles, wards, and runic inscriptions around the globe,— and just yesterday, I completed Project Sage Trees.
Oh, that project is a stroke of genius. It took me a year to figure out, experiment, and test different ways to use alchemy, Runes, nature magic, enchanting, and a bit of science on different seeds and tree saplings to create a tree that purifies natural energy the same way a sage does, all while appearing like an ordinary tree.
Let's not forget about the failsafes I installed; those alone took two months…..
Now, all I have to do is plant them around the world, and then take Asia to Heaven, have her officially take on the position of Yahweh’s successor, and be done with this job.
I still can't believe how ridiculously easy it was to find her… I mean All I did was create and perform a simple ritual that searched for the best candidate for what I needed. True, I sacrificed half of my natural energy reserves to do it—which was a significant amount—but that was still an acceptable price to pay to have reality do the job for me while I just had to provide the requirements and wait for the results.
Still I received visions of multiple candidates and their life stories for weeks as a result of this ritual, but Asia Argento was by far the best candidate—— my decision has nothing to do with the fact that I wanted to see people's reactions when they find out that God is a woman.
Still, this was one of the reasons I accepted some of the church's warding requests. It's also how I met Gabriel, the first archangel I ever encountered in this reality.
She came down to negotiate the price for equipping the church with a Ward bank in addition to installing some monitoring and intention wards that are tied directly to Heaven.
The price I asked for at the time was Asia and some books about holy power and seals. She did make me sign a magical contract though, so I will enjoy seeing her reaction when Asia becomes the new Yahweh.
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Ring! Ring!
The ringtone of my phone snapped my attention back to reality. I washed my hands, dried them quickly, and took my phone out of my pocket. Seeing the caller ID, I wanted to hang up, still curiosity got the better of me regarding what Azazel might wants
So I answered the phone,
"Talk fast; I'm in the middle of cooking lunch," I said in a calm voice.
"Hey Harry, how have you been?" Azazel replied, completely ignoring my earlier statement.
"Azazel, get to the point quickly, please. I have food to prepare and a job to get done right after."
"Cough, well, I was wondering if you can come to the Grigori headquarters and make another ward bank. Also, I wanted to know if you are still up for some mercenary job"
"Ah~ Azazel, you know I quit those after I eradicated the Tapes faction, However, if the job involves eradicating the rest of the vampires, I might be able to adjust my schedule. Especially those feminist vampires …I would be glad to do the job for free…”
“As for the ward bank, what happened to the one you have and the two back ups?—— please don’t say you tried something on them to know how they’re made.”
"Ugh, um, no, that's not it… anyway just come and fix them if you can. The payment might interest you this time….As for the other job Well, There's a cadre of mine that has been elusive lately, and I want him captured and placed under one of your slave seals." Azazel’s reply was as elusive as ever.
"Are you telling me that Azazel, the big boss of Grigori, the self-proclaimed best researcher, still couldn't figure out how to make a simple soul seal?
I mean the ward bank I get it, I know why you can’t figure them out, but seals are not that hard…And please don't call them slavery seals; it's uncouth. Call them compulsory employment seals if you have to. Still, the answer is no. I don’t have time for any of that this week."
"That's a shame. Anyway, Vali here says he still wants a rematch."
"Hmm, tell him to come to Kyoto tomorrow; I also need to talk to him."
"Okay, he says he'll be there. Oh, and..." Azazel started, but the call cut off before he could finish.
… sigh, now where was I? Ah yes the food…
