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"I did not exist in the era of the mightiest star behemoths, so I cannot be sure, but..." Kiya lovingly rubbed her baby's face as she hesitated. Before long, she spoke again, "His star beast incarnation has been hibernating from the moment you took away his infant divinity. Originally, I thought his divinity should be the incarnation's consciousness. However... it awoke the moment you entered this room."

Meno was stunned, not fully comprehending what this new revelation meant. He placed a hand on his chin as he sunk into contemplation.

Kiya sighed lightly before saying, "He...is something more than our families. Both yours and mine. He's...something different. Something special. You know how he was born...or at least where he came from. His life aura is unique and ancient. His body may be young, but his soul...his base soul is far more powerful than my own."

Meno walked over to Kiya and pressed a hand on her belly.

"Perhaps this little one will be the same, thanks to him…" Kiya smiled sweetly from her heart. But at the same time, profound fear swam in her eyes. "Still, it doesn't feel right."

"Quid pro quo. Do not worry. He will know nothing. In fact, as you suffer through that imposter's affections, it will serve as the perfect cover. Since he doesn't understand the PRIME properly, he'll throw all his eggs into the basket we've weaved," Meno reassured her softly. "Remember that your current body is different from what you know. He will essentially be fooling himself, and I will one day slaughter him in front of his entire race for daring to touch your mortal shell."

"He's already doing far more than touching me..." Kiya spat, deep melancholy and pain apparent in her voice.

Meno felt like his heart had been stabbed directly, rendering him speechless.

"Oh, Meno, why can't you just take us away from here?" Kiya's eyes reddened as she finally asked the question in her heart. "Why won't you save me..."

"I..." Meno hesitated before sighing in defeat. If only it could be so simple. They were in over their heads, and this was a consequence. "This is only my avatar, as your primal twin is currently with my true self. We cannot communicate with them because of the boundaries surrounding this world. I do not have the ability to protect our children without this boundary. Marc may think himself clever, but he will soon discover that his clan was in the palm of my hand the moment he entered this boundary. All we need is time. Time for my true self to recover, time for the PRIME to grow and mature."

"Time?" Kiya could feel her anger rising the more she listened to this insensitive asshole. "So what, we stay here for a few thousand millennia while you recover? If I must spend that long in the arms of another man, will you even matter? Will I even desire to live? If not for my children, I would have taken my life long ago. Meno, this is not for me! I hate this, I hate him, and I hate you! I will not tolerate this for long."

In a nearly synchronized movement, both adults waved a hand toward their resting toddler, surrounding him in two energetic barriers. This was an unconscious action as they both felt their partner's emotions becoming more imbalanced.

"You must. It will take time before I can return. Until then, any rash moves from you could result in catastrophe for our children. You may no longer care for your own life, but what of theirs? Do they still matter to you?" Meno asked flatly as if the answers to his words were completely obvious.

"OF COURSE THEY MATTER! WHY ELSE WOULD I BE HERE!" Kiya roared like an angry lioness and tackled Meno.

Meno stumbled backward, caught off guard, as Kiya lunged at him. His eyes widened in surprise as Kiya's hands clawed at his face, her nails digging into his skin. Pain shot through his body, but he refused to fight back. He deserved this anger, this pain. His eyes widened in surprise as Kiya pinned him down, her hands gripping his collar tightly. The room filled with a tense silence as they locked eyes, the air thick with anger and pain.

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"Don't you dare question my love for our children!" Kiya seethed through gritted teeth, her voice laced with desperation. Her grip tightened, causing Meno to gasp for air. Tears streamed down her face as she continued, her voice shaking, "I have endured so much for them. I have sacrificed everything, including my own happiness, for their sake. But there is a limit to what I can bear. Do you not understand?"

Meno's expression softened as he gently reached up to pry Kiya's hands away from his collar. He held onto her wrists firmly but tenderly, his voice filled with regret, "Kiya, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to undermine your sacrifices or your pain. I know how much you love them and how much you've endured. But please understand that we have no other choice."

Kiya's rage began to wane as she looked into Meno's eyes. She saw the sorrow etched deep within them, mirroring her heart's ache. Slowly, she released her grip and collapsed onto his chest. Her breaths came in ragged gasps as tears continued to flow freely down her cheeks.

Meno sat up and pulled Kiya into his arms, holding her tightly against his chest. He whispered soothing words into her ear, trying to ease the storm raging within. She slammed her fist onto his muscular chest, the force sending them both backward. They crashed onto the bed, their movements fierce and desperate. All their suppressed emotions exploded into a violent clash of bodies.

They ravaged each other like two feral beasts during mating season. The reverberating claps of skin slamming against softer, more plump skin was hypnotic.

With tears streaming down her face, Kiya unleashed her furious emotions upon him. Her voice was filled with a mix of anguish and desperation as she screamed, "How could you do this to us? To our children? You promised to protect us, to keep us safe! And yet here we are, trapped in this nightmare!"

'I am keeping you safe...' Meno thought but remained still, allowing Kiya to release her pent-up rage onto his body like a scalding waterfall of passion. He knew he deserved every ounce of her wrath and none of the insane pleasure it accompanied. He had made choices that led them to this point, born out of desperation and a desire for power.

Kiya clawed at Meno's face, her nails digging deep into his flesh. Her moans were thrilling, but her sobs were wrenching. Her tears mixed with her rage as she roared, "You've taken everything from me! My freedom, my happiness, my very essence! How can you expect me to endure this torment?"

Meno grappled with Kiya, his strength matching hers as he fought back. He tried to restrain and calm her down, but it was futile against her unyielding determination and soul-stirring hips. She straddled him relentlessly, treating him as a slave to her lust. His face twisted in pain and pleasure as he wrestled with his lover.

Amid their erotic struggle, the room seemed to tremble with raw energy. Objects toppled over and shattered as their combined power surged through the air. The very walls shook with the intensity of their clash.

But then, something unexpected happened. As Kiya's fists collided with Meno's chest, a burst of ethereal energy erupted from within her. It flowed through her veins like a raging river, its brilliance dazzling in its intensity.

Meno's jaw dropped in shock as he watched Kiya's body convulse and writhe with a blinding light. Her mortal form seemed to be melting away, revealing a creature from another realm. As the light dissipated, a colossal star behemoth stood in Kiya's place, towering over Meno like an almighty god. Its shimmering scales gleamed with a brilliant iridescence, its perfect body exuding a raw power that left Meno breathless. It was a being beyond comprehension, and Meno felt both fear and desire course through his veins at the sight of it.

In a sudden rush, the gargantuan star goddess was forcefully bent over, her secret treasure savagely plundered from behind by the devilishly handsome war god in his draconic form. The sound of their lustful cries echoed through the heavens, mingling with the clash of their godly powers in a display of primal dominance and desire.

Finally, exhausted and with tears streaking her cheeks, Kiya collapsed onto the bed beside Meno in their mortal forms. Her voice quivered as she whispered, "I can't do this anymore. I can't bear the weight of this burden."

Meno held her to his chest again, his heart heavy with regret. He reached out a trembling hand and gently brushed away the tears from her face.

"I am sorry, Kiya," he whispered hoarsely. "I never wanted any of this for you, for our children."

Kiya looked up at him, her gaze filled with a mix of love and pain.

"You still love me," she said softly.

It wasn't a question but a statement. Should could feel his love thoroughly, and not just because it was currently throbbing and filling her lower body.

Meno nodded, his own tears now falling freely. He lifted Kiya's chin and softly kissed her lips. He removed her shredded lingerie as the blue-haired goddess moaned and melted into his embrace once again.

"With every fiber of my being," he confessed. "But my heart won't protect us. My intelligence must carry that burden."

An hour later, Kiya stayed silent as she laid her head on her lover's chest. She loved him unconditionally, but lately, that was no longer enough. Her heart was broken, and she felt empty and remorseful. Her only light in this darkening world was her babies.

If she had never met this man, if she had never run from her home, would she even be caught up in these terrible circumstances? Resentment and bitterness filled her heart, but they were somehow still suppressed by her dedication to this man. Wasn't that...a little familiar? Kiya's head started to ache, but before she could think her bosom pillow vibrated lightly.

"Kiya." Meno's bass-filled voice gently rang out, resolve flashing in his hazel eyes.

"Yes?" she answered softly.

"There are...many things I must tell you."

Kiya frowned, as the last time she heard these words, her perfect little life as a perfect little wife was permanently flipped upside down.