Chapter 988: Scathach is frustrated.
Victor’s Personal World.
Violet entered through the door of one of her personal rooms when she spotted Scathach sitting in a chair near a fireplace while reading a book.
“Where’s Darling?”
“He went out with Valentina and the other two troublemakers.”
Violet narrowed her eyes slightly when she heard Scathach speak of her Daughters, but she stayed quiet. After all, she wasn’t wrong, and Scathach wasn’t using it as a derogatory term.
Valentina Victoria Elderblood was born as a perfect blend of her and Victor; she never thought that naming her ‘Victoria,’ which was the feminine form of Victor, would be so perfect for her.
Why did Violet choose Victoria as a second name? It’s obvious; it was to satisfy her obsession. She wanted her Daughter to have a name similar to Victor’s.
By the way, Valentina was Victor’s choice as a name.
“The Witches?” Violet asked, guessing a possible reason for Victor’s leaving now.
“Yes.”
“Hmm…” Violet sat on the sofa in front of Scathach and crossed her legs. After having a Daughter, she acquired a mature and seductive ‘tone’ in all her behavior.
“I wonder why he wants to deal with this personally,” Violet reflected.
“Probably, he wants to exercise his Powers on ants, boasting the fact that he was the only one who trained in these two thousand years,” Scathach growled with visible annoyance.
“Are you still upset about that?”
“Of course, I am! I wasted 1600 years sitting on my ass! I’ve never done anything like that before,” Scathach grunted in frustration. Even though for the last 400 years she’d been training in the Tower of Nightmares, the progress she could have made training the full 2000 years would have been much greater!
At least, that was what she thought. She didn’t know if that was true or not, considering that at some point, what mattered most was the progression of Divinity, something that, even with all the resources Victor gave, was still a long and slow process.
Scathach had reached the peak of her Divinity now. To improve further, she needed to learn new Divinities or elevate her current Divinity beyond the limit, thanks to characteristics that they all had of not having limits. Still, this last one could draw the attention of the Primordials, something that no one in the group wanted right now. Thus, the only option left was to learn new Divinities, refine her current abilities, and wait for the higher Sectors to arrive.
Violet rolled her eyes. “Time is relative for us. If he wanted, Darling could keep you stuck in one place for 10,000 years, not that it would help much. After all, to advance in our Divinity, it’s not training that we need, it’s understanding… But do you want to do that? I can try to convince Darling to allow you to do that, even if he doesn’t support it.”
Scathach fell silent. Although the suggested offer was enticing, she didn’t want to be away from her Daughter… Siren was everything she had ever dreamed of, determined, full of potential, very much like her.
That didn’t mean she suddenly stopped liking Ruby, Siena, Lacus, or Pepper; it’s just… Siren had a special place in her heart because she was a creation of hers and her Husband, a man she had recognized and handpicked, not someone she had just used and discarded like Ruby’s father.
“Forget it,” Scathach huffed.
“As I thought,” Violet laughed.
2000 years may have passed in the Inner World, which might seem like a long time, but it wasn’t. Few things have truly changed, all due to the peculiarities of the Race that is the True Dragon.
What did they do in these two thousand years? They practiced battle in bed like rabbits, falling into debauchery every single day until someone had a loaf in the oven.
And after there was a loaf in the oven, Victor would pamper his Wives, preventing them from making any kind of extensive or harmful movements. When they were comfortable, he would do his things, which usually involved training and seeking understanding about his Divinities.
Violet snorted at this. As True Dragons, they could fight a ‘war’ where their children would not be harmed due to their strong bodies, but their Husband treated them like fragile glass, a fact that amused her greatly, making her feel both sweet and slightly bitter. It was a mix of complex feelings.
Due to these facts, the women practically couldn’t train for long periods, especially those who underwent almost 2000 years of gestation.
All that happened was watching Time pass as they grew older and accumulated knowledge from the extensive Library that was Victor’s mind.
As a Being with BILLIONS of Souls within him, he had a lot of accumulated knowledge. He made several books based on his memories and placed them in an immense Library that contained more than 10 million books, a Library that only increased in volume every day because the Wives found this idea attractive and began documenting their knowledge as well and putting it in the Library.
Of course, due to the nature of the knowledge, only Victor’s Family had access to the Library, and even his Family couldn’t go to the Lower Levels without Victor’s permission. After all, the knowledge listed on level 9 of the Library was something that could effectively break someone’s mind if read.
After all, it was Eldritch Knowledge coming from Outer Gods.
Not even Violet herself could enter without Victor’s permission.
The reason Victor put such dangerous books there? It was for his Daughter, Yog, who could read such a book as if it were a normal fairy tale.
The Library had various Draconic Runes and Reality-Distorting mechanisms in case of accidents, too. If an intruder miraculously entered that place, only a terrible fate awaited them.
Victor was so paranoid about this that he even made a Guardian to protect this knowledge.
Listening to Scathach’s incoherent mutterings, Violet sighed. “Just forget it, Scathach.”
“But!”
“Do you wish, then, that you had never done it?” Violet asked.
Scathach fell silent, and memories of the various nights she had experienced, her improper expressions, and how she had succumbed to depravity, came to her mind.
Scathach blushed deeply as if she were trying her best to forget that that woman was her.
Scathach’s silence was the only answer Violet needed.
“See? Then stop thinking about it and admit that we really needed some downtime for ourselves.”
“… That’s true.”
Scathach sighed as she leaned back in the chair. It had been a while since she had felt so ‘at peace’ without the need for training. Ironically, it was only when she rested that she made significant progress in her Powers and even awakened her Divinity, which unsurprisingly was related to War, Teaching, and Ice.
Characteristics that were more predominant in Scathach.
Speaking of Divinities, all the girls had Awakened their respective Divinities that matched their personalities and Powers, and all their Daughters somehow were born with Divinities that belonged to their parents or a complete mixture of their parents’.
After so many examples, it was obvious that the Blood Dragons were imitating some Aspects of the Noble Vampires, for example, the ability for the next generation to be born with more potential than the parents. This effect was passed on to the Blood Dragons but wasn’t as effective as the Noble Vampires.
The reason for this was because they were Dragons, and since the beginning, they were already full of potential that depended only on their own efforts to flourish, not to mention that they were all Victor’s children.
It was not that their Mothers didn’t matter since there were many talented women who were Victor’s Wives, but the man was just too abnormal, and because of that, his offspring were guaranteed to be super-talented, much more than normal True Dragons.
He was the highest-quality stallion with the best genes, so it was obvious that his descendants would be born like this, especially with such talented women and some as abnormal as in the case of Jeanne.
Scathach and Violet continued to stare at the fireplace, thinking about various things as a comfortable silence fell until Violet broke it.
“2000 years, huh… I never thought I would find so much time to seem like so little now.”
“Our senses have been numbed since we became Gods and True Dragons, two Races that are practically immortal.”
Not that the Noble Vampires weren’t immortal, but by Godly standards, the Noble Vampires were very… inadequate. The reason for this was their involvement with Mortals. For the Gods, 10,000 years was a short time, but for the Noble Vampires, who usually interact more with Mortals, it was a long time.
Therefore, their worldview was more or less intertwined with Mortals, but Dragons and Gods were different since, for them, the passage of Time was just that, the passage of Time, and it didn’t make much difference to them.
Living in such a small community full of True Dragons, the women felt this strangeness firsthand. While they were having fun with Victor, watching and reading, or even entertaining themselves with the various media that were constantly replenished by their subordinates, 1000 years passed in the blink of an eye…
And they didn’t even notice it.
They only noticed the passage of Time because Ophis and Nero had grown at some point when they were relaxed with everything, and even became True Dragons themselves.
But even after discovering this, nothing changed in their routine except for those more stubborn, like Scathach and Haruna, who realized that they had wasted a lot of Time doing nothing.
But since they were still in their Daughter’s gestation during this period, they could only content themselves with doing administrative work or spending time reading.
Any extra exercise, and Victor would intervene, and not even Scathach, as stubborn as she was, wanted to argue with Victor with those extremely serious eyes of his.
It was obvious that no matter what they said, nothing would convince him to let them train.
The time they spent managing things was even more unrealistic for them because, unlike Victor’s Personal Dimension, the world outside was passing normally, so a strange feeling settled in the women who cared about the passage of Time.
Victor understandably refused completely to create a method to track Time and let them understand how much Time had passed. This thought was also shared by the Goddesses of the group and the women like Carmilla, Maya, and Tasha.
In their opinion, it was better for them not to think about it and just focus on the things at hand. After some time, Scathach agreed with this; thinking about the time she had ‘lost’ was making her unnecessarily irritated, so she tried not to think about it.
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