---Abyss---
I caressed her beautiful porcelain skin and kissed every inch of it. I sat up and looked down at the woman beside me. Somehow, every woman couldn't take my lust away. Not even the Queen of Aēr or her servants. My hot seeds couldn't take by those servants but this cold Queen.
It woke her up and she sat up and scooped my face.
"What's wrong, my God?"
"How long do we keep doing this until you give me a child?"
"I—" She shook her head confused. She reached her stomach.
"Not even my father could give you one." I scoffed and I slipped off from bed. I walked toward the mirror and stared at myself in the mirror.
My dear Adhiti should have my children. Even though the father made us think that we are brothers and sisters, from what we came are different. But with a single move, she hates me and despite me.
Arianne approached me and hugged me from behind.
"I am trying hard, my God."
