“That will teach you–… Ouch!… Ouch! My ass still hurts,” thought the recording Lilith, starting to sound like she is trying to suppress some kind of pain.

“Morgi, you bitch!… I’m not the same as I used to be, my body now is no different from a normal human, but…” She scolded me for something that I probably did to her lovely ass, and I could think of a few things.

“… Not one, two, or three but four dildos!” I could hear the fury in her voice, “How could you shove four 20-inch dildos at the same fucking time!! My ass won’t survive… no it can’t!… Sob.. my little pussy too! Ouch..”

‘Oh god~… my little whore…’ I giggled with a sense of pride.

Well…. It sure sounds like I made her ass all nice and loose… Haha!

“Humph… Bitch” she let out a huffy, childish chuckle. “After I finish this recording, I’ll shove eight dildos up your ass, let’s see if you would like that!”

My lips trembled as I listened, every word from that echo of her voice cutting through the haze of rage and exhaustion like sunlight through storm clouds. Even now, even as only a recording, Lilith still had that effect on me.

“Now stop crying like a whore!… Morgi,” the recording hissed, softer now, like she could feel me breaking on the other side. “If you’re hearing this, that means you recovered some of your memories, the ones related to my realm specifically.”

‘Oh… so that’s what triggered the recording,’ I thought to myself, then focused on listening to what she said next.

“If that’s the case, then… Damn it… Damn it!” Lilith let out a pained voice, “I know you, my love, better than everyone else… You’re probably punching some mountains, raising storms, breaking shit… yeah, you are definitely throwing a fit, acting like the end of the world fell on your head again.”

“Ahh~ you’re such a drama queen sometimes.”

Her voice—just a ghost caught in a crystal—still managed to hit me where it hurt and soothe me where it burned. I bit my lip, a sound somewhere between a laugh and a sob bubbling up in my throat.

“You think you’re scary when you scream, Morgi? You’re cute,” the recording went on, a mix of scolding and fondness that only Lilith could pull off. “I’ve seen you break gods in half and still pout like a child who dropped her ice cream. You’re terrifying and adorable at the same time. That’s why I loved you, stupid.”

Steam hissed from my tears as they struck the cracked frost at my knees. My claws slowly loosened, shaking.

“You’re not allowed to collapse,” the recording said firmly now, like an order. “You’re not allowed to quit. You’re not allowed to let that feathered hag win, you got me?!”

“Lilith…” A lump rose in my throat. “I miss you, you know…”

“Get up, Morgana,” she commanded, her voice low and dangerous now. “Get. Up. Build something. Break something. Breathe. Do whatever you have to, but don’t sit there bleeding like some mortal waiting to be saved. You are my goddess. My queen of blood. My wife. My breeder. My nightmare. Act like it.”

A snort escaped my throat. Snickering. Then laughter.

She was right. Lilith was right.

The battle isn’t over. Not yet.

“…”

The recording clicked and fell silent. No static. No soft farewell. Just silence.

“Pull your shit back together, bitch!” Lilith snapped, “I still need you to save me, alright? Please, Morgi… we still have many fun things we need to do. Don’t forget… that I love you, stupid… goodnight, sweet dreams, for the both of us…”

“Goodnigh–”

I didn’t even have the chance to say it before Lilith’s voice rang again.

“Oh.. I forgot to tell you something important,” she exclaimed, “Since you recovered the memories related to the Unspoken realm, that means you made contact with the nine.”

“In normal circumstances, you can’t go back to the realm. After I send you to my world, I’ll sever all the connections between the Unspoken realm and my world,” she added, explaining.

“Sorry, Morgi, I can’t risk you being found, however,” the recording paused for a moment, ” I left a backdoor for you to use when you’re strong enough.”

“Oh… that’s interesting,” I raised an eyebrow, surprised by her words. “I can go back?!”

“The key to the back door is an artifact I left on my world,” the recording explained, “use the spell I taught you before to locate it.”

“What spell… Ahh!” Instantly, a memory flashed inside my mind. In my first days as the High Queen, Lilith taught me a tracking spell—simple, elegant, one of those little tools she always slipped into my hands between war councils and nights tangled together. I had forgotten it until now, but the moment she said it, it blazed back into my skull like a rune igniting.

“Good girl,” the recording chuckled, almost fond. “I knew you’d remember. That spell will point you to the artifact.”

“As for the second thing I needed to say… ” Lilith paused, a smile appeared on my lips, wondering what kind of bad joke she was going to throw at me.

“When I was trying to figure out a way to make the breeder body for you, I did a little experiment.” The sound of her soft chuckle made me shiver. “You see, I tried to build your new body on my own using the genes from a dragon god, my succubus, and yours as a base.”

“Wow!… a body made from the genes of a primordial succubus goddess and a dragon god? Interesting,” I voiced, the thought of such a powerful combination was both arousing and fascinating.

“The experiment worked; however, the body didn’t have the breeding capabilities to support your… horny kinks.” A giggle rang, almost devious, echoing in my mind.

“Figures,” I tilted my head, the corner of my mouth curling upward. “You know me.”

“Ahem.. anyway!” The recording started again. “Since I can’t take that body from my world, I sealed it inside one of my temples. By the time you hear this recording, you’ll probably be strong enough to make use of that experiment.”

“Oh, I’ll definitely use it,” a sigh left me. The mere idea of creating that new body made me tingle. My heart hammered in my chest like a starving man faced with a buffet.

“The body was sealed inside a black dragon-like egg. Only you, Morgi, can unlock it, and don’t worry, there is no soul inside the body, so use it as you see fit.”

“Thank you, my lovely wife, I… HEY! WAIT A SECOND!” I snapped. “BLACK DRAGON EGG!????”

Is it the same dragon egg that Liliana found? I don’t think…. No hold on.. yes, the same damn egg!

The mana that I felt before coming from the egg, which I was unable to identify, was from Lilith. I can now, thanks to my recovered memories. Now that leaves me with millions of questions about the egg.

If the body inside the egg was soulless, then how come I could feel a soul inside? The simple answer is that the soul slipped in when the dragon egg was inside my womb.

“Well, it doesn’t matter anymore,” I mumbled, clenching my fingers into the cracked, frozen earth. “It’s my egg, mine!. The person inside is my daughter.”

“Alright, Morgi, I have to go. I’ve been trying to finish this recording all day, no thanks to you.”

‘Poor thing, guess her ass has not recovered,’ I snickered, and a wave of nostalgia crashed over me.

“Your aunt Maria and I will be shoving egg vibrators down your ass all night as retaliation.”

“WAIT WHAT!!” I shot up, spine rigid, jaw dropping.

“Hehehe… I love seeing you struggling to hold your moans, next to your parents… Byee~”

“…”

The recording shut off.

“She is still as naughty as ever.”

I shook my head, my lips twitching into a grin. Lilith used to do that to me, always shoving dildos and vibrators and other weird stuff that she’d find. She enjoyed my suffering, knowing that I can’t take them out due to her magic shit.

With a heavy sigh and a thousand other plans and schemes racing around in my head, I stood up, cracked my bones, and rolled my shoulders until the tension bled out of them. The frozen earth around me groaned as I shifted my weight; even the air on the eleventh floor felt different now—lighter, like Lilith’s voice had burned a hole straight through the storm.

I was about to teleport out of the tower when I suddenly recalled something Lilith said at the end.

“She mentioned Aunt Maria and my parents, too,” I muttered to myself, a puzzled look followed soon after. “Does that mean that my family is alive?”

I took a moment going through the memories that I reclaimed; however, to no avail, there was nothing about my family, and my past in that trial offers no answers either.

Fortunately, I was 100% of one thing.

I transformed my family members into vampires; the only real question is whether they are still alive on Earth or not.

“Brrrr.” Suddenly, a cold shiver ran down my spine as a certain thought lit up inside my mind.

Both of my parents, my grandpa, and my aunt were obsessed and overprotective of me, especially after the death of Victoria. And now on Earth, I’m supposed to be dead.

“I hope they don’t go berserk killing everything, as a form of revenge”

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