First Demonic Dragon

Apophis returned home after spending the night out in the city.

It had only been a day since his father left and he was doing his best to adhere to his recommendation of spending time amongst their people and observing them.

During the day, he would spend time with his mothers and sisters while trying to learn about them.

When he could finally manage to be free of their consistent smothering, they would teach him quite a lot.

Bekka taught him how to fight in his new human form, allowing him to discover he had a natural aptitude for swordsmanship, although he admittedly did not care about this very much.

He would observe Lailah's lessons with her mother, both to ensure that she did not speak out of turn and to see if he could learn a bit of magic as well.

Valerie had the most hectic schedule out of all of them but whenever he could find her, he would assist her in whatever project she was working on to the best of his ability.

Time with Lisa was much more slow paced and calm but he spent a lot of it walking around the city, observing as his dragon mother worked to maintain the happiness of all of their citizens by helping them find a place where they were most comfortable.

He did not really understand it, but people seemed to be the most happy whenever they had just finished seeing Lisa.

'Do these people truly take that much enjoyment in labor?' He wondered.

At night, he would roam the streets alone.

It was rather difficult for him to remain low profile out in the streets, everywhere he went people were bowing to him or staring at him fervently.

As if that wasn't strange enough, anytime that Apophis entered into a store or browsed a stall, the owner would immediately try to give him items for free.

His mothers had already warned him about such an occurrence so he already knew to refuse, however that did not the store owners who instead gave him extremely generous deals.

That was how the red serpent ended up with the entirely new outfit that he was currently wearing.

A long white robe along with a simple black shirt that clung tightly to his body in addition to a pair of neat black pants.

With his egyptian style jewelry to match, the boy was luxury personified.

"Wow! You look nice, young master!"

Just as Apophis was about to enter his room, one of the triplet maids, Rita, had ran into him in the hall and could not help but comment on his appearance.

"Thank you, Rita. You look nice as well."

"Fufufu, I'm wearing the same thing as always, young master." She joked.

Suddenly, the succubus sniffed the air and her cheeks immediately reddened.

"Umm, y-young master? I know it's none of my business but... where were you all night?"

The serpent placed a hand on his chin as he tried his best to remember the proper term for the place he'd spent most of last night.

"A brothel."

"B-Brothel?!"

"I believe that is the name, yes." He confirmed.

"O-Oh... H-How did you end up there?"

"I was wandering I suppose. Eventually some women called out to me from a building and said that I should come inside for a fun time. I thought the fun they spoke of might have helped me to comprehend emotion so I obliged."

Suddenly, the serpent shook his head and let out a disappointed sigh. "I slept with all of them, but none of them were able to help me feel anything other than momentary pleasure."

Rita's face was getting redder and redder by the second.

When Apophis said he slept with all of the women, she knew he couldn't have meant the few women who'd originally called out to him.

She could smell so many different scents on him, she knew he had slept with all of the women in the brothel.

"W-Well I'm sorry that your search was unsuccessful. I-If it helps, I might be able to give you some advice."

Apophis' ears immediately perked up.

He was so desperate to understand, he was willing to take advice from just about anyone.

"T-Typically, things like that become much more enjoyable and meaningful when you find someone you like and do it with them." She explained shyly.

"Someone I... like?"

"Y-yes. Like how your father has found women that he enjoys spending time around and doesn't want to be without, you should search for the same."

Apophis thought hard about the relationship between his father and all of his mothers.

They were always touching each other, yet somehow it was different from the way he had touched all of those women last night.

Even though he knew it was different, he did not quite understand why.

"Rita."

"Y-Yes?"

Apophis' bright green eyes stared intensely into Rita's green ones and she felt as though she was going to sink under the weight of his gaze.

"Would you mind spending time with me?"

-

Thea was in the backyard, sitting cross legged on the ground.

After coming home, she had admittedly slacked off a bit with her training.

While she was partially to blame, she could not resist the urge she felt to spend time with her family after five whole years.

But now, it was finally time to get back to work.

"Hoooo... Alright, let's do this."

Thea's body became encased in a bright blue aura that condensed itself over and over until her body appeared to have a dull glow.

Closing her eyes and concentrating, Thea remained in her meditative state and did not move a single muscle.

Suddenly, a large gash was carved into the ground in front of her, as if it was suddenly cut with an extremely sharp blade.

Even though she was excited that she had performed her technique flawlessly, she did not let it break her concentration and continued her training.

Unlike the other six endings, the witchblade was rather special.

It essentially transformed Thea's body, making her almost a living goddess, although she currently only possessed a fraction of that power.

The abilities her master possessed were still too much for her body to handle, so it was locked away behind eight inner seals.

The only way for the seals to be broken was if she trained her body and mind relentlessly while comprehending the higher aspects of reality.

Currently, Thea was practicing the art of blade's intent.

In short, blade's intent was a unique ability that allowed her to attack without moving a single muscle.

By condensing her malicious intentions into her body so much that it became untraceable, she could perform attacks from before that were capable of splitting apart even the toughest of metals like they were made out of butter.

For four hours, Thea continued to sit on the ground in a trance like state as she carved up the ground around her.

When she was done, she released a deep sigh as her bright blue eyes fluttered open to glance at her handiwork.

The earth around her had been absolutely shredded with gashes of various width, length, and depth.

Even though she was quite proud of herself, she had to admit that she had made a total mess out of her family's backyard.

Luckily, none of her mothers had an interest in gardening so she could repair all of this with some simple earth magic.

As Thea stood up, she looked down to see that she had sweated so much her white shirt was completely soaked.

"I guess I should take this as a sign that I worked hard?" She chuckled before pulling off her shirt and stuffing it into her back pocket.

Her well defined body looked positively stunning in only a simple black bra and matching pants.

Even though she was less muscular than some of her mothers, her body still showed the dedication and time she had put into her physique.

As Thea began to fix the backyard, she finally decided to address the audience she'd felt since earlier.

"Can I help you with something, Nita?"

"Eep!"

There was a shrill cry of surprise before the youngest of the succubus sisters poked her head out from behind a bush.

"How did you know I was here?!" She cried.

Thea merely chuckled. "Your gaze wasn't exactly subtle. Even my sister could have found you without much effort."

Nita finally sighed in defeat before bowing apologetically.

"I'm sorry for spying, princess. I was merely curious about what exactly you were doing and my curiosity got the best of me."

Thea finally finished repairing the backyard and began walking back towards the house to get in the bath.

"Don't be silly, Nita. I don't mind you looking, I just hope you like what you saw." Thea said with a wink.

For a moment, Nita's brain froze as Thea walked past her.

'What did she mean by that?'

'Did she mean her technique? Or...'

'Her body was really nice though...'

Nita shook her head as her thoughts began to shift in dangerous directions.

What was she thinking?

Three weeks ago Thea was an eleven year old girl with cute cheeks and angelic eyes!

Now she was almost a grown woman that exuded such charm and beauty that even she felt some attraction for her.

"U-Umm, Princess? What did you mean by that? You meant your technique, right?" Nita finally stammered.

As Thea opened the door to the house, she gave a simple reply without even looking over her shoulder.

"Of course not."

As the door closed and Nita was left outside, she could do nothing other than stare absentmindedly at the space where she had watched Thea train.

"That girl... when did she learn to talk like that..?"

-

Tita was currently staring at both of her sisters who each had dreamy and embarrassed looks on their faces as they were eating dinner.

Rita was so out of it that her fork was consistently missing her mouth, leaving splashes of food on her smooth cheeks.

Nita was in her own world as well, but the way she was licking her fork while staring absentmindedly into space was making her oldest sister very uncomfortable.

"What is wrong with the two of you?!" She finally asked.

Rita : "The king's children are exactly like him..."

Nita : "I think I'm having some sort of awakening..."

Left with those nonsensical answers, she just decided to go leave her sisters alone and hope they were fixed by morning.

"I'm just going to go eat in my room."