The incident with the Himejima had only served to reinforce this ideal. Supreme class or not, there were many supreme class entities. He had already seen hundreds in the Heavenly Realm alone. He didn't want to think how many currently existed on Earth.
With his status as an Aryan, he was going to be attacked at some point in his life. The last thing he wanted was for his family to be killed because of that.
[If I'm ever going to entertain the thought of having a family, I'll only have the qualifications to think about it when I'm as strong as Lord Shiva.]
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|DxD|
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Several kilometres into the time chamber, Igor was sitting on his straw mat with his legs crossed. But instead of meditating like always, he was frowning in contemplation. With his hands supporting his chin, the blonde was stuck thinking about the stuff Aurelia said.
For all intents and purposes, Igor truly did not want to get a lover.
[It's a waste of time. A woman always makes you stagnant.]
It was something he'd seen happen to too many people he knew. From famous people in his previous world, to the men he knew in his current world, none were exempt from that fact.
"Tch. The moment all of them get a woman, they lose themselves, their ambition."
He did not want to become like that. He did not want his rate of gaining power to be interfered with.
"They'll want to go on dates, they'll always wonder where you are, they want your attention, they're always nagging, and tons of other stuff. A waste of time is what they are. And sister wants me to marry? I'm not doing that."
Closing his eyes, the blonde cleared his head of this topic.
[Sorry, sister. But I'm not getting a woman any time soon.]
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|DxD|
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'I don't want to have a family, only for them to be attacked when I'm not there. I hope you understand, sister.'
As Aurelia showered, Igor's words continued to resound in her head.
'I don't know if you know, sister, but there are many, many people stronger than me.'
She couldn't fault him for thinking that way. With Baraquiel's situation as an example, it made sense he would think like that.
[But he can't remain celibate forever. He can't.]
With their race having been listed as extinct for over five decades, she was the most anxious to revive them. It was wrong of her to force her desires upon him and she knew it. She knew it was wrong and she felt guilty about it.
Sigh…
But she couldn't help it. They were the last two pure-blooded Aryans alive. And unlike the blonde, she was aware that if she copulated with a half-blood, there was a high chance that she would give birth to a half-blood. She didn't have potent ki like him which would be able to prevent some of the curse seals from passing on to the child.
If she wanted to give birth to a pure-blood, her only option at this point was the blonde himself. Yet the thought of potentially carrying his child sent shivers down her spine.
[Don't even think about it, Aurelia. Like he said, you're already old enough to be his grandmother.]
It hurt, but it was the irrefutable truth. Letting the water fall onto her, she immersed herself in the warmth it provided. The shower head sprayed the water all over her body like a magnificent waterfall.
Faaaaaaaaaaa…
The water trailed through her body, from the top of her head all the way to her feet. Naked as the day she was born, the silverette couldn't help but glance at her form in the wet mirror. Touching her thighs, she smiled lightly when she remembered the blonde's reaction this morning.
"At least…I'm still pretty in his eyes."
Admiring herself for a while longer, she shut off the tap and began wiping herself down. While she could use magic, doing such a mundane act every once in a while was something she enjoyed. Stepping out of the shower, some of the water on her hair dripped on the carpeted floors.
Wrapping a white towel around herself, she left the bathroom and went to the bedroom. Closing the door behind her, she stood silently as she looked at the bed she'd shared with Igor for the last two years.
[Will I have to change where I sleep now?]
With the blonde entering puberty and becoming aware of women, it was only appropriate that she left. The only problem was, this time chamber was currently still tailored for one person with only one room available.
[If I push aside two shelves in the library, there will be enough room to place a bed.]
She was aware of how precarious young boys are. And with the two of them possibly having to remain alone for the next eight years, she didn't want to cause him unnecessary trouble.
"Haaa…"
Temporarily pushing aside those thoughts, she made her way to the counter where all her beauty products were. Removing her towel, she opened a bottle of lotion and began gently applying it on her skin. Performing such mundane tasks that could be easily accomplished with magic was one of the few joys in life she had left.
At the recommendation of Yasaka, she first did this as a coping mechanism to prepare herself for the day, especially when she had nightmares about the slaughter of her family. Taking her time to shower and do things normal women did allowed her to clear her head.
As her hands moved over her abdomen, she let them stay there for a bit longer, her eyes glazed in thought.
[I wonder…]
With a smooth stomach and a lovely little belly-button, she imagined a possible scene where her stomach had grown larger due to pregnancy. Like most women, she harboured that fantasy of carrying the child of the person she loved.
Except, she had no one to love.
[Most women my age already have husbands, children, and grandchildren. Yet…here I am.]
As an Aryan, her scope for partners was already low. Barely anyone would be willing to love and cherish her, a member of a race that was hated globally. She didn't even consider the prospect of marrying a half-blood. The last thing she wished for was to watch her husband, her children, and her grandchildren dying one by one.
The thought alone of having to go through such a thing made her remove the option of short-lived species from the table. But that now only left her with the option of races who either could not procreate with her, or were part of the massacre on her people.
"Enough thinking, Aurelia. I still have to work on the second seal."
Not even bothering to apply lotion on her legs, she walked towards the bed and picked up the dress she had worn earlier. It wasn't pretty by any means. It was a dull black with only a few stripe patterns here and there.
Wearing it, she allowed it to reach all the way to her feet. Slipping on her sandals, she took a lotus-themed band and used it to tie her hair into a ponytail. Satisfied with her appearance, she was about to walk out when she felt Igor's presence near.
Wondering what would make him come back so soon, she decided to wait and find out.
Dakaang…
The door opened to reveal Igor in a sour mood. Seemingly ignoring Aurelia, the blonde walked straight towards the bed and threw himself on it face first.
Doof
"..."
There was silence for a bit before the blonde finally turned his head to face Aurelia with a sour expression.
"I blame you, sister. I can't even train properly without this marriage nonsense clouding my brain."
Igor was full of grievance. Ever since he started meditating, his mind would be filled with thoughts of potentially having to marry. He was not blind to the responsibility he had. As potentially the last male Aryan, he had the responsibility of reviving their race.
But that didn't mean he liked that weight on his shoulders.
"I just want to ask, sister. We already have long lives. Why do you seem to be in such a rush? Couldn't we talk about this after two centuries or something? I doubt I'd be ready for a child even after a decade."
Inwardly glad that the blonde was still willing to talk, Aurelia sat down next to him.
"Please listen, Igor. The reason why I want you to find a wife quickly is because half-bloods are slowly dying out. As more and more half-bloods marry normal humans, any trace of Aryan ancestry will gradually disappear and it'll end up being harder for you to sire a pure-blooded Aryan."
"…"
The blonde scrunched up his brows in slight confusion before he sat up.
"Alright. Let's say that I'm actually willing to go along with your words. Who did you have in mind, sister?"
Aurelia answered without hesitation.
"Asia. She'll turn out to be a fine young woman and she would make a good wife."
"..."
*Blinks Once*
*Blinks Twice*
"What?!?!"