The day twelve of my imprisonment started just like any other. After I spent half of the night worrying if Aivena decided to be done with me this night after all, or was simply found and caught for sneaking out of Heaven, she reappeared out of nowhere in the morning, fresh and ready for the day. More so than me—no wonder. Her home in Heaven was much better for sleep than my cage, and her food was much tastier than the garbage she threw to me.
She looked at me as if thinking what stupid thing she was going to put me through this time. Except, maybe her eyes were gleaming a little strangely today.
"I came to a realisation that all this time, Devourer, I didn't know for sure your biological gender," Aivena said, coming up to my cage. "I assumed you are a man, but I never saw anything to confirm it. Your genitalia, as far as I can see, are void of any reproductive organs at all."
