Chapter 850 - 850 64
He was never that pleasing to look at in the first place. Unlike this mother of mine who stood above all women in this world. May it be beauty or wit; few can be her match.
Tsk. Tsk.
If only she was still a maiden, then it would have been perfect. It was at this time that i took a swift peek at my father and mused at how lucky this man was in this life. The heavens truly can be blind at times.
"What do you mean?" asked Thea. At least she got some patience on her this time and wasn't that impulsive to hit me a second slap.
Well if she did, i wouldn't mind teaching her a valuable lesson and take her right in front of her husband.
The thought might have been disgusting for an embodiment of purity such as myself but i could always summon a demon to do the deed. That would have been a scene worth watching.
"I have come from the beyond this reality, Thea." i started and cast away the past formality that held us.
"When i descended in this world, i have sought for a worthy body for my divinity. And so..." said i next and stopped abruptly. These pair were no fools and didn't need me feeding them all the way.
But in case they were still having doubts about my words, i put some show of strength just in case. Maybe i was wrong and they were indeed as pitiful as they looked.
"BANG!" i lent out a tiny fraction of my power.
"AHHHHHHHHH!"
"OHHHHHHHHH!" both tried to fight it but it gave them no respite.
They laid flat on the floor as the unbending will between us forced them away from my sight. They were nobody before me and I was only introducing this fact from now on.
I could have let them vanish from this world and be insignificant ashes in the wind but that was not my plan so i halted after 60 breaths.
"Do you believe me now?" i asked while they recovered. I don't think they heard me so i said again,
"If you still need some more prodding, then i would be happy to do it again."
"Weeee believeeeeee youuuu..." Dante was the first one to respond. Even as he said that he was trying very hard to process air once more inside his lungs.
Just the simple action of breathing again would have felt excruciating I imagine.
"Where is my son, Your Excellency?" Thea asked in a soft voice after they had convalesced. Though she tried to hide it but i could sense the ever droplets of tears on her lap.
She feared for the worst and she was wise to do that because her son, Neon, was accurately not amongst the living at this very moment.
"He is inside me. I was planning on leaving with his revenge fulfilled, but i could not do that while not repaying his service to myself." i said to the couple.
And they just looked at me like dumb apostles awaiting the holy preaching from my mouth. And so i did. Grant them their wish, that is.
"FLICK!" two of my fingers kissed and the world shook. Not the world per se but only the room that confined us.
And from our midst rose mud, then to clay, finally it transformed into the guise of a teenager.
"NEON!" the joys of two loving parents was heard in the room.
Yes, it was that fat boy that they longed to see. I said that i was kind and so proved the naysayers wrong once again. I smiled at my work of art. Now to finish the product, i required a catalyst.
Thus, i called on the soul of the real Neon from my soul world. He was lucky he was not chosen to join in the collection of the devoured when i regained my strength.
Though luck or not, still, i put the blame at my infallible self once more.
Sometimes it was pretty hard to be perfect in everything i do because even my own miracles had brought immense bewilderment to myself.
"Mother? Father?" these were the fat boy's first words. Typical but i understood all too well.
I kind of missed my parents now and i think i have given this rare boon because the two reminded me of my own. Since i did everything i could in this place, then it was time for me to leave.
I was supposed to stay here and relax for a time while taking beauties here and there, but since an unexpected development has arisen… Sigh!
But before that, I had a dessert I needed to taste first.
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I left the family of three to have their own reunion in private. It was also at this moment, that i retook my original form. That of a Supreme Being that knew nothing about imperfection.
Body, mind, and soul potency were all mine to the apex of mastery and even beyond.
I stood almost 7 feet tall with large intimidating muscles that showed the hidden savagery of what an existence like i was capable of. And i was garb with no armors but a majestic robe of pitch black.
The garments cascaded down my form that embodied the true divinity of my own. A dominator, a ruler, the best there was and there ever will, Damon Everhart.
Of course how could anyone miss my obvious grand entrance into this world once more. Everyone who has eyes were blinded by my magnificence.
They saw but never even had the courage to approach my lofty persona.
If they did make that mistake of deliberate disrespect, then i would have slain a few souls to bless my reentry into this reality.
"Young master?" my bitch Noemi was the first one to address my infinite grace.
"It is I, Noemi." i smiled at the lovely woman. My steps took me back into Neon's room and within it, I also saw my broken captive.. The beautiful Tamara of the late Ceres Family.