well, here is another guaranteed chapter, be warned this one will hit you in the feels, grab a tissue before you read. I want to thank rouge especially for all his help with this chapter, though mejinzs helped as well. i am considering whether or not i should do sponsored chapters, though i have no idea how i would keep track or even if people will go for it… so if you see it offered you’ll know what is up.

well without further ado, Chapter 43

—————–Fafnir POV——————————————–           

“Hi mom.” I heard Ryan say from the other room.

“Ryan. Show me your brother’s daughter.” she replied curtly. I could feel the chill in my mother’s voice.

“Mom, there is something you need to know.” Ryan stuttered.

“What?” she snapped.

“Bro is back and he is in the kitchen with another god-human-dragon-person.” Ryan stumbled.

“Ryan, I love you, but now is not the time for your imagination to run wild.” I heard my mother say as she started to walk towards the kitchen.

“Mom, don’t freak out.” I said as she turned the corner.

Her eyes went wide as she saw us right before she fainted.

“Do all humans in this realm do that?” Alexandarax inquired.

“No.” I sighed.

“Mom!” Ryan shouted as he ran to her he quickly picked her up and placed her on my sofa.

“Who’s that, and why is she sleeping on the long chair?” Azazel asked looking up from her almost completed castle.

“That’s daddy’s mommy.” I replied waiting for her to wake up.

“Oh,” she replied with a confused look on her face, “where is my mommy?”

“Um, she is… working a lot… doing… important things.” I lied.

“Oh, ok.” she said, I could hear the disappointment in her voice. She looked at her feet, a sad resignation permeating from her.

“I will have to deal with that later.” I mumbled to myself as I heard my mother start to awake.

“Ryan, what happened?” Mom slurred as she sat up on the sofa.

“You fainted,” Ryan replied.

“I had the weirdest dream…” I she started to say when she looked up and saw me and Alexandarax.

“Ryan, is there a dragon in the kitchen?” she calmly asked with a strange smile on her face.

“Yes there is.” Ryan hesitantly replied.

“Oh…” mom replied as she just sat there.

“Well this is exciting,” Alexandarax stated as he leaned against the door frame.

“Hi… mom,” I hesitantly spoke, “It’s me.”

“Who are you?,” she whispered, “I recognise the voice but… you can’t be him, I saw him last week.”

“It’s…me, Mom.’’ I added my voice trembling a bit, “But I go by the name Fafnir now,” I spoke. “I was summoned and went to another world where I was reborn as a dragon.”

“That’s impossible, you can’t be my little boy.” she said with tears in her eyes as she looked at Ryan.

“Mom, it’s him.” Ryan confirmed.

“When did this happen?” she whispered.

“After I got home from school last week, you remember that ring on my chest? It started to glow and symbols appeared around it, I was taken to another world and placed into an egg.” I recounted, “ I was in the egg for six months and finally hatched. I learned to walk and fly, as they prepared to have me face a demon lord.”

“How long have you been like this?” mother asked.

“A little over two years.” I replied.

“Two years, you’ve been gone for two years?” mom whispered as she stared at me, “Did you ever face the Demon lord, he didn’t hurt you right?”

“Yes and no, I did face the Demon lord but when I found out that she was just a innocent little girl, I couldn’t do it… so I took her in and have been raising her as my own.” I sighed.

“Wait, Azazel is a Demon lord?” Ryan interrupted a look of confusion plain on his face.

“She was, but no longer. Now she is my daughter.” I replied.

“Then why does she have scales?” Ryan asked.

“Well…” I hesitantly chuckled, “I don’t really know…”

“You been feeding her your mana, for what looks like  a long time. I can also smell… oh, what’s her name…” Alexandarax mumbled, “Whatever I can smell that goddess’ magic pushed things along.”

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I watched my mother take a deep break as she wiped the tears from her eyes. “I am glad that I raised you so well.” My mother stated as she stood up, “Now come here kiddo and give your mother a hug.”

I used my wings and surrounded us as she hugged my snout.

“I love you, no matter what shape you are in.” she whispered.

“I love you too,” I replied as I pulled my wings back, “now would you like to meet your granddaughter?”

“I would love to meet my granddaughter.” she sniffled trying to clear away the tears, while putting on a smile.

“Azazel,” I called, “come here please.”

It took less than a minute before the demoness ran from the kitchen and latched onto my leg.

“Mom, this is Azazel, my daughter. Azazel this is my mommy, your grandma.” I introduced.

“You don’t look like Daddy.” Azazel stated from behind my foreleg.

“Neither do you.” my mother chuckled a bit.

“Yes I do,” she stated as stepped out from behind my leg and lifted her wyvern hide dress, revealing her scaled chest. “See, I do look like Daddy and soon I will grow my wings.”

“Azazel, put your dress down” I growled at the demoness.

“But Daddy,” she wined as she dropped her dress.

“No buts, what would Lilith say?” I asked which caused the little demoness to shiver.

“Ok.” she dejectedly replied.

“Don’t be so hard on her, you would always run around the house without your shirt on, at least we know who she takes after… Come here Azazel.” my mother said holding her arms out.

Azazel timidly came out from behind my fore leg and started to towards my mother, before being scooped and given a warm hug.

“Are you done yet?” Alexandarax interrupted, “we have to leave before the women find me…us, I mean us.”

“You really destroyed the moment, you know that, she is learning that her son is a dragon and she is a grandmother; I mean what did you do to these women, that you are so afraid of them?” I huffed.

“I was the judge of a beauty contest and they weren’t pleased with the results.” he timidly replied.

“What beauty contest?” I asked.

“It was centuries ago, there was a wedding… and all of a sudden I was asked to pick who was most beautiful… and it went downhill from there…” he nervously chuckled.

I sighed, “You mean to tell me that you had to pick which goddess was the most beautiful, and you thought it would end well?”

“Yes…” he replied with a goofy grin plastered on his face.

“Wow, you need help…” I replied, “Never tell a woman that someone is more beautiful than another…”

“Wow, man I am only 15, and I know better.” Ryan stated.

“I would be mad too.” my mother interjected.

“Come on, I was drunk…” Alexandarax winced.

“You are on your own…” I said, “but I would have done something about it before a war starts.”

“Insolent wyrmling.” Alexandarax mumbled as he huffed towards the kitchen.

“So what are you going to do now?” my mother asked.

“Well, I plan to go back to the other world and learn to use my magic. Recently I learned that my very existence has thrown a wrench in the cosmic order or something like that; and now I have several gods that want my hide.” I replied.

“Well then…” my mother said maintaining a fake smile, “I expect you to stay safe and to visit soon, And bring my granddaughter with you.”

“I will try.” I smiled.

“Well now that I am here, how about I cook us some dinner?” My mother suggested as she walked into the kitchen, “If you have something besides junk food in your refrigerator!”

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