My Family in the Novel?

"Father~"

"You're awake hehe~"

Elaniel said as she continued to hug me tighter and tighter.

'Time out!'

Realizing that Elaniel won't let go of me anytime soon due to her excitement, I had no choice but to use my aura to break free from her bone-breaking hug.

With my face now escaping her two lovely cushions, I looked at her, and she made an expression of deep disappointment.

'It didn't even seem like she was trying. Don't tell me that's her natural strength now, right?'

I was wondering where she was, as it seemed weird seeing Aunt back at my room when I woke up the first time, seeing my aunt back then was really surprising.

But Elaniel's absence at the time also didn't add to the situation, as she was the last person I was with when I fell asleep.

"Good morning Elaniel"

"Yes, good morning father~ you could've indulged yourself for a bit longer though"

'This woman seriously can't keep her perverseness at the right place and time huh?'

Although her ample breasts did feel great and her natural body odor released a beautiful scent of natural aphrodisiac or Viagra.

I still had to keep my mind in place as now wouldn't be the right time for that.

Looking at her, it seems giving her all those rewards last time made her a bit too spoiled?

I wouldn't be even surprise if she suddenly jumped down on me in bed if Aunt and Loki wasn't around.

'Should I punish her later? …. No, I'm pretty sure all sorts of punishment from me would become a reward for her'

Dismissing the thought, I looked to the side and saw my aunt looking at Elaniel with a somewhat satisfied expression.

Speaking of which, Aunt still hasn't fully explained how she and Loki astral projected themselves into this world, though I reckoned it has something to do with sis' ability to make portals.

She also has a lot of explaining to do regarding the situation with the goddess of this world.

Seeing as how what she said last time seemed to be true, as the goddess is not attacking them right away. It seems they really had a hand in the situation regarding this whole affair.

"Elaniel, sit, and please bring out the real person who was invited to this conversation," my aunt said.

"Ok!~" said Elaniel while gracefully moving forward ahead of me.

Elaniel took her seat after opening a chair for me.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome," she said while slightly kissing me on the cheek.

'Seriously, she's so open with her affections, but it wasn't too bad I guess?'

"You sure have a bunch of ladies loving you now, huh, Adrian? Since when were you this good at making girls fall?"

"Well, things happened…."

"Is that so?"

"But you know that Mother won't be happy about all this stuff, right?"

"Yes."

"You know what you are to her, right?"

"…. I know."

It took me considerable time to come to terms with the reality, and even though deep down.

I was aware of it.

I consciously trained myself to push it aside. In my eyes, she was simply my mother – not the formidable goddess capable of cataclysmic events, not the cosmic horror feared by the gods, and not the malevolence that the supernatural community perceived her to be.

I deliberately avoided dwelling on these aspects.

However, when she began altering my very essence, changing my race under the guise of aiding my integration with my newfound abilities.

It became undeniable – her intentions for me were far more complex than the simple role of a mother.

'Thought it's still weird to think about'

Ignoring my aunt's seemingly threatening words, it took me a while to realize that food was already arranged on the table, shining and glistening. Some dishes even emitted a slight wisp of smoke, indicating their freshness and warmth.

The sight alone made my mouth water, and I couldn't help but feel the anticipation of a satisfying meal.

"Eat to your heart's content; you've been sleeping for days, so I'm sure you're hungry" my aunt said, her voice carrying a hint of warmth and concern.

Without even realizing it, my body moved on its own, drawn to the enticing array of dishes, eager to devour every morsel in sight. The aroma of the food filled the room, enhancing the overall appeal and intensifying my hunger.

…..

'Agh! my stomach hurts'

Despite being aware that I was full, the temptation of the delicious and visually appealing dishes on the table was too much to resist.

I found myself indulging in each dish, savoring the flavors that seemed to dance on my taste buds.

Aunt chuckled as she observed my enthusiastic eating.

It dawned on me that she enjoyed pampering me. If it were my mother instead of Aunt, the table would likely be adorned with a spread of nutritious, health-focused options.

Aunt's approach to caring for me was undoubtedly more indulgent and comforting, evident in the variety of delectable treats before me.

Charlotte, seated beside Aunt, was delicately savoring a steak that appeared entirely red. Curious about her choice, I inquired about the dish during our meal.

Charlotte explained that it was the meat of a baby blood wyvern, considered a vampire delicacy and a suitable substitute for blood when a direct source is unavailable.

Despite the alternative nourishment, her nervous demeanor hindered her from finishing the relatively small meal. While she attempted to maintain an air of gracefulness with her knife and fork, the subtle trembling of her hands betrayed her unease.

The ambiance of the room was filled with a mix of delectable scents, from the rich aroma of well-cooked meats to the tempting sweetness of desserts, all meticulously prepared to satisfy my appetite after days of rest.

While I enjoyed the sumptuous feast before me, Elaniel, who had been lively just moments ago, now wore an expression of dread and fear.

The reason became apparent – the Elaniel beside me was not Elaniel(Kaksan), but the original Elaniel.

It seemed that Elaniel(Kaksan) possessed the ability to store souls within her essence, enabling her to switch back the original Elaniel into her own body.

The revelation clarified that Elaniel(Kaksan) hadn't killed anyone I somehow blessed, as she had asserted.

Instead, she had orchestrated a soul switch, leaving the once-proud queen of the elves to experience a fall from grace and essentially die.

Even though the original Elaniel still existed within Elaniel(Kaksan), her current state resembled more of an alternate personality.

While I couldn't help but feel a twinge of pity for her, it was the extent of my emotional investment.

I had never truly cared about her, especially considering her past attempt to take my life.

'Why did Aunt even invite her here in the first place?'

Despite finding Princess Elowyn intriguing, my interest was mainly due to her role as one of the main villains in the story.

As she sat there, untouched plate before her, I shifted my attention back to my aunts, silently imploring them for answers regarding their situation.

Responding to my unspoken request, my aunt nodded and proceeded to explain.

I listened attentively from start to finish, but the more I comprehended their actions, the more dumbfounded I became. The gravity of their undertaking left me in a state of disbelief.

My aunt disclosed that their presence here was largely owing to my sister's unique abilities. Loki, being a master of astral projection, had utilized his skills to create an astral portal connecting my parents' domain with our current location.

The key element in this connection was my sister and me, serving as signals or beacons for the astral portal.

As she delved into the details, it became evident that their ultimate goal was to bring the rest of my family members here.

The missing piece of the puzzle was the creation of suitable incarnated bodies that could seamlessly exist in the mortal realms of this world.

As they meticulously devised strategies to confront the goddess, they seized an unusual opportunity to test and exploit the very system that bolstered the goddess's strength.

My family members, being entities surpassing even the stature of gods, could easily overpower a lone primordial goddess.

However, the intricacies of the great law of causality presented a challenge.

While attempting to rescue me from the clutches of the goddess, my family's interference triggered the law of causality to perceive them as a threat.

Paradoxically, this interference inadvertently furnished the goddess with the strength and power needed to level the playing field.

Although my aunt assured that any one of my family members could overcome the goddess, utilizing such power came with a significant risk—the potential destruction of the world.

To achieve victory, they would have to assume their true forms, and even their concealed and partial manifestations were sufficient to instill wariness and panic among entire pantheons.

The sheer presence of their genuine forms posed a threat to the very fabric of the planet and its inhabitants.

Hence, my family members opted against pursuing that perilous path and concocted a plan to manipulate the law of causality in their favor.

The goddess's current ability to contend with them hinged on the provided boost, which raised the question: what if this boost had never existed to begin with?

This reasoning clarified why Aunt expressed unwavering confidence in the goddess's reluctance to engage in conflicts within the mortal realm.

Any such attempt would prompt the law of causality to cease furnishing her with energy, as she would be perceived not as a cosmic horror but as an ostensibly ordinary yet divine human.

They were essentially enticing the goddess to confront them on human terms, presenting a scenario where her only hope of inflicting harm lay in descending to the mortal realm with her own incarnated body.

However, such a move would amount to suicide on her part.

Besides contending with my formidable family, she also faced numerous adversaries, including the demon King of this world, who seemed to be orchestrating a sinister plan.

In essence, the goddess found herself trapped in a predicament where she had to contend not only with invading demons but also with my parents, all while endeavoring to safeguard the fragile balance of the world.

All because she tried to harm a simple mortal, I'm not even sure if I should start to feel bad for that Goddess now.

I understand there reasonings but there isn't a situation where the Goddess would compromise herself into a fight like that.

"Ian"

"Yes?"

"Prepare for war soon"

"Huh? War?"

"The goddess would move her holy nation soon, and perhaps even the empire of this world, soon the world would be engulfed in absolute chaos soon, and with us and the demons as wild cards"

"I want you to be prepared"

Aunt emphasized, and with a snap of her fingers, a black portal materialized.

Within its depths, the image of a slumbering girl with a very familiar face emerged.

Aunt's next words sent a shockwave through my senses.

"So, for starters, make her yours. You're good at this type of stuff, right?"

"Excuse me?"