Being a Father was… weird. I don't know why, but I felt compelled for my children not to be like me. I somehow wanted more of them. I had long since determined I would never triumph over the sins. There are days I win out, days I lose. It was a constant battle no one could win against. Not me, Zariel, Lucifer, or Mephisto.
I had come to a belief that madness was a result of these sins, or at least madness had created the sins… who knows? I didn't have an answer, and I was sure neither did any of the Lords of Hell. But I wanted my children to be better… and for that, I wanted to teach them about the seven virtues. Sadly, I was too disdainful to do so. And I don't know if I was the right person to do so. My age and experience had all but distorted my point of view. And it was the same for Lilith.
Although Lilith had fallen into the role of Mother perfectly, she fed, clothed, and sang tales of our past conquest. That might have been Lilith's greatest talent when she spoke of the Great Hero, Arsene Snow.
Hells. I died in laughter: Me, the Lord of the Second Layer of Hell, a hero. Yet, somehow, the children had taken a great liking to it as they would raise their hands and sing alongside Lilith.
"How much longer?" Lilith asked me aboard the carriage, hurdling through the skies by two undead mere's I conjured from the Hells.
"A few hundred years," I told her, glancing down at the droplet of Breath guiding me like a compass with the help of the Path of Abyssal Night. "Why? Not having fun?"
Lilith held the two sleeping toddlers and handed Ves off to me. "Every time I feed one of the twins, you take the time to have your way with me. So we end up fucking nearly five times a day."
I didn't see the issue. And apparently, Lilith seemed to sense that.
"We're fucking like newlyweds." She said, and again, I didn't see an issue. We used to go on for years. "And each time, it feels brand new. Every time you enter me, it feels like I'm a virgin again."
Gathering my thoughts, I conjured an orb of omnipotence and began to explain. "It's due to my powers. My omnipotence works by following my set of beliefs. It makes the impossible possible. Much like my Path of Abyssal Night."
"So… you're doing it?" she furrowed her brows.
"It's a little of both of us. My power can't affect you unless you want it to." I explained, a little confused about it myself. "Right now, only about five percent of my Qi has been converted. As time progresses, I suspect the sex will be even better."
"Does that mean…" She paused, hesitant to speak the words.
Curious, I leaned closer. "What? Want me to actually see if I can make you a virgin?"
"Hell no." She blurted out, rolling her eyes at me. "I… I wonder if you continue on this path… would you be able to resurrect your mother? The Path of Abyssal Night awoke your memories that should have been utterly destroyed. They were gone. Yet you remember your past life. What about this new cultivation realm? That allows you to cultivate the Qi of God. Or at least the closest thing to it."
A shudder raced through my heart, and before I knew it, I had planted one on Lilith, tasting her sweet lips. Breathless, she grinned, "What was that for?"
"Hope…"
"Isn't hope for the weak? That seems to be you, Snow's motto."
"Oh, just let me have this witch!" I snapped at her, but Lilith shook her head.
"Nope,' she laughed.
"I might not be able to do it alone. But…" I glanced down at the twins. "But with their help and all of the Order… it might be possible...maybe."
Ves peeped his eyes open at me and innocently cooed as he stretched his arms out towards me. And once more, I felt like a Father as I brought him up to my face. He hugged me… and proceeded to eat my head.
I snickered. "Every time."
"It's the sweetness. Isn't that what you always say," said Lilith. She kissed my cheek and fell into my embrace as we stared out at the horizon, to the skies of molten gold setting over the heavens.
"We need to have more kids." I suddenly told her
Lilith tensed and looked up at me with starry eyes. " You mean that?"
"I'm not nearly as much of a momma's boy as Zariel. But hey… I will make the sacrifice to plow my wife until we have a litter of little babies. Booty is more important than—"
"Don't you dare quote a rapist to me!"
"Correction the Booty Warrior."
Lilith lamented, pursing her lips. "I hate that you had inspiration from such a guy."
"Same." I laughed, "But do you think? More bab—"
Clutching my crotch, she smirked. "I'd love to have more babies. But are you sure you can handle it? Ves and Iza are already a handful… They were not even born before we realized they had traveled back in time."
"They are grown…" I told her, slipping her robes off her shoulder. "Although I want to see Aurelia's face when she learns Zariel is fishing to plant his seed in her. My little bro always struck me as the one who never initiates sex."
"Enough of your brother," Lilith growled like a prowling lioness. She rested the sleeping iza down and fished the restless Ves from my head and rested him beside Iza. Lilith tied her long, flowing hair into an elegant ponytail and stood up. She mounted my waist with a newfound vigor.
And once more, I felt like we were kids once again.
"You know, If we are going to do this, my other hole will be off-limits." She said, pushing me down to my back.
"Lilith," I said, feigning being appalled. I glanced at the twins, slowly turning to look at us. Curiously, they tilted their heads, watching their mother strip before their eyes.
"Look, kids, this is how mommy makes—"
"Sleep!" I chanted in Enochian before my kids could see. Lilith shredded her remaining robes before peeling mine off with her teeth.
I was up and hard, throbbing with great fever.
"Arsene Snow," Lilith spelled out, and her gaze sharpened. "You had better not be trying to fool me, or I swear you'll not touch me for the next Hell Cycle."
I looked up at the smooth, milky-white skin of my stunning wife on top of me, as naked as she was bewitching, and a set of words left my lips.
"Let's make a third child."