When the egg exploded, particularly dark clouds gathered in the sky all over the planet. The temperature dropped slightly, about 0.5 degrees, but it was enough to shock any scientist to the core.
If it had been a massive volcano erupting, they could have understood why the planet's temperature was falling, but these were just strangely black clouds.
Some sensitive people suffering from depression, along with other superstitious individuals, saw this as a vision of the end of the world and took their own lives—jumping from buildings, hanging themselves, or shooting themselves—believing they were escaping the approaching apocalypse.
It didn't happen in just one country, but in several around the world. All the negative feelings seemed to take shape as a serpent and flew in a specific direction!
In Greece, a man with Middle Eastern features looked up at the sky with wide eyes. Then, he laughed—he laughed so hard that his calm and serene demeanor shattered.
As he stopped laughing, he wiped tears from the corners of his eyes and murmured to himself, "Dreams really can't be killed. Whether there's a hell or a heaven, you must be happy, Corvinus."
At the Black Mansion, the scene was even stranger. It seemed that the entire mansion was covered in a deep, cold darkness. The garden, the roses, the entire mansion was encased in a layer of ice about a meter thick.
In Asterion's Secret Laboratory.
"I have to say, it's a freak of nature," one of the six beings spoke calmly, observing the figure that had emerged from the egg. Its eyes were a blend of yellow and red, a color reminiscent of magma.
"Why not? It will be fun in the near future!" another being with multicolored eyes spoke in a feminine voice, full of excitement, as if she feared the world might be too peaceful for her.
"Everything has the right to be born, no matter what it is," the being they called Big Sister looked at Asterion and gently nodded her head.
After saying this, she glanced at Asterion once more and let out a tired sigh. Although she had said those words, she knew she still had more work to do, which made her look at him with a touch of resentment.
But just one resentful glance from her made Asterion's body shiver from head to toe; he felt as if he were trapped inside an ice cave.
Suddenly, a pair of thin arms wrapped around Asterion's neck, and all the coldness disappeared in her embrace.
All six beings raised their heads and saw a girl with extremely long hair floating in the air. A sacred yet demonic aura emanated from her body—a Goddess and a Demon Goddess, a being with two faces.
She held him in an embrace from behind, resting her face peacefully on his shoulder, her red eyes staring coldly at the six beings.
"Shub-Niggurath." A name escaped Asterion's lips as he felt the arms around his neck, the small body pressed against him. This made him smile; he had never smiled so happily before. He wanted to laugh out loud but held back, for he was not alone.
As the name was spoken, the space around them rippled violently. Merely mentioning the name could cause natural magical phenomena to any human sorcerer.
"You are not welcome. The front door is only for guests, so you may leave through the back door," Asterion said, looking at the six beings with a cold gaze. Honestly, he already had an idea of who they were, or rather, what they were, but he did not care.
"That's rude, throwing us out without even sharing a glass of wine. Have humans become so rude?" The being with eyes resembling volcanic magma spoke in an exaggerated tone, not hiding the amusement he felt at that moment.
Asterion smirked at his words. "Sharing a glass should be reserved for guests, not intruders."
"The boy has a sharp tongue," he muttered. "Whose idea was it to invade his house, anyway?"
"It was yours, airhead," another being replied angrily, their voice difficult to distinguish as either male or female. Its mere voice invoked a deep desire in everyone's heart; Asterion found himself thinking of Daphne naked in bed because of it.
"Let's go." The calm and serene feminine voice spoke before disappearing entirely from the laboratory, as if she had never been there.
"We'll meet again, boy," the being with magma eyes said before following his elder sister's lead and vanishing.
The being with multicolored eyes looked at Asterion and Shub-Niggurath with joy, waving at them before disappearing with the others, finally leaving Asterion alone.
The moment they vanished, Asterion's face grew even paler, and he fell to his knees, gasping for air. The dried blood on his face made him look even more terrifying.
Asterion felt that with every breath he took, his lungs burned as if they were on fire.
Suddenly, he felt his face being cupped by two small hands and looked up, exhausted, to see the face of his little ancestor staring down at him with a blank expression. But unlike her previous appearance as a ten-year-old, she had grown, becoming a young girl of fifteen or sixteen, though her height remained small, only about 5'2" (1.57 cm).
Anyone could have mistaken her for his twin sister due to the many similarities they shared. She was still naked, her hair partially covering her nudity. Although her face was expressionless, Asterion could see the concern in her eyes.
She leaned in and gently kissed his forehead, causing all his wounds, including his blood loss, to heal in the blink of an eye.
Asterion's eyes widened at the sight. You see, this was negative magical energy—even he couldn't come out unscathed if it came into contact with his skin.
One of the reasons he had never created a cursed spirit related to healing was because he could not use it on himself, only on his enemies. Instead of healing, it would hurt them more than it would heal. The human body was the natural enemy of Negative Magical Energy.
Humans had created the Reversal Spell, but that was all—just an incantation capable of limited healing.
This energy could not be used by humans under any circumstances, as it would cause more harm than healing, but defying all the world's logic, he watched a cursed spirit heal him as if it were the most normal thing in the world.
Smiling happily, Asterion felt one of the burdens he carried become lighter. His happiness made the girl show a small smile, though she seemed confused by the feeling flooding her being.
"We can't call you Shub-Niggurath; your real name is too powerful." Asterion calmed down and stood up, holding the girl in his arms. She did not resist and hugged him tightly, her expression full of dependence.
Asterion thought for a moment and smiled, the name he would give his future daughter coming to mind.
"Morgan Black," Asterion whispered, stroking the girl's black hair, which seemed weightless, as light as a feather.
Hearing her new name, Morgan's eyes sparkled with joy. She kissed his cheek and rested her head on his shoulder, her eyes fixed on Asterion's face.
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