The dragon's harem

Hati walked back into her house, carrying both Arad and Lunara with her tails. She stood in the hallway and looked around, sensing that one of her daughters was close by so she called her

with a weak pulse of magic.

Like a cat sniffing food, the daughter poked her head out of the washing room where she was taking care of clothes and saw her mother carrying the two behind her. Hati waved her hand, “Clothes can wait. Go get the healing quarter ready, we’ve got one badly injured and one drained.”

The daughter gasped and she rushed away to get the quarter ready. Hati nodded with a smile as she started slowly walking after her toward the healing quarter.

“I’m fine.” Lunara protested, trying to free herself from Hati’s tail but she failed. What looked like a white and soft fluffy tail was as hard as steel and as rough as steel brushes. It felt like being cradled in a massive blanket of sharp spikes and nails. To Lunara, it felt like being carried by a porcupine instead of a Fenrir.

“Come on, come on…no need to be shy.” Hati replied without even looking back at Lunara, “Welcome to the mortal world. In any other circumstances, I would be shoving my tail down your throat and ripping your heart apart. But be grateful that Kayden allowed you in.”

Lunara giggled, “You kill me? I underestimated Arad, but I can tell you aren’t a fighter. You might have a lot of magic, but it’s mainly focused on buffs and barriers, and those aren’t even defensive. They are for repair and maintenance. You’re a builder, not a woman that fights in the front lines.” Lunara’s demon eyes couldn’t be wrong, Hati wasn’t even trying to hide the colors of her magic.

“You aren’t wrong, but you’re still an inexperienced young brat.” Hati giggled, “Great power is a detriment, you’ll never taste defeat.” Hati finally looked back, “People learn from failure far more than they do from success. You’ve never lost a fight, so you won’t know what kind of people to be scared of.”

As Hati finished speaking, Lunara started spazzing out with blood rushing out of her every hole. Her heart couldn’t beat normally anymore and her lungs started failing, her organs began shutting down as her whole body crashed.

Then just as suddenly, she was fine. Lunara was confused, for a second she thought that death was coming for her.

“Eternity means the constant state of being without change. Neither you nor Arad should be alive in your exhausted conditions. He’s cooked alive and you’re far past exhaustion, your body doesn’t even have the energy to allow your heart to beat.” Another one of Hati’s tails wrapped around Lunara’s neck and started squeezing it, “You can’t feel it, can you? Your heart isn’t beating.”

Hati was keeping both Arad and Lunara in a state of suspended animation using her Eternity which was quite the strange magic. It’s as if someone’s body is halted in time, no matter their condition. Even if they were awake, they’ll remain awake. They could move and speak, but is putting stress on Hati’s technique.

“You being awake and speaking now, I’m the one paying the energy price for that.” Hati kept walking, “You either be respectful, or I’ll let you suffer from time to time.” As she said that, she let Lunara out of the technique for a second just for fun, letting her struggle with death a bit.

After Hati took the two to the healing quarter, she laid each one on a separate bed. Sadly, Lunara’s feet dangled from the bed as she was taller than it. Beds that fit a three-meter-tall {10-foot} giant weren’t something that anyone had in their houses.

One of Hati’s daughters Frankensteined a soft chair to the lower part of the bed with nails to extend it, and that seemed to help a bit. Despite how Arad and Lunara looked, their condition was far worse than anyone could expect, except Hati.

Hati ordered her daughter not to inform Arad’s wives about his injury, it won’t take her long to heal him to a relatively stable condition. Informing them now would only cause unnecessary stress and fear.

Arad’s injuries consisted of multiple broken bones across his whole body and ripped and cooked muscles, they literally cooked by his own flames and his body is scrambling to replace them which is causing a deadly amount of inflammation. His organs were nowhere to be seen, but Hati could assume they were as well pretty damaged but hiding inside his void which made them inaccessible to her magic, complicating the healing process.

In Lunara’s case her lower part, mainly the legs were completely destroyed, all the muscles had died due to extreme exhaustion and work-induced damage, and they were now both sucking an ungodly amount of energy as well as dumping a crap ton of waste into her bloodstream, killing her organs faster than Arad could’ve ever killed her.

She also suffers from severe damage to her magic circuits which got fried after her casting a second [Moon Fall], such wounds would normally take decades to heal without resorting to exotic healing methods, and even with such time, they might never be fully healed.

What’s more, both of them were in an extreme state of exhaustion, starvation, and dehydration as they exerted their bodies to the absolute limit. The situation looked bad and was quickly spirally beyond Hati’s skills with healing magic, soon the two would succumb to their injuries and die.

The healing quarter’s door slowly opened, and the first person Hati called to help her arrived. A tall woman of snowy pale skin, opal hair, and white milky eyes strolled in gazing into nothingness, her body covered with a transparent veil, she seemed both naked and clothed, looking at her seemed like staring at a wraith or a ghost. The moment Lunara spotted her, she started shaking, almost passing out of sheer terror of the monster that had just casually strolled in.

The pale night, the mother of all demons. While Kayden is to the demons like an uncle that they rarely see and don’t know how strong he is, but are sure he’s far too powerful and would whop their asses to oblivion. The pale night was literally the mother of billions of demons, trillions of demons get born from her titanic womb every second, most of them die, and those who survive go to populate the newly formed lower layers of the abyss.

She might not be the strongest demon in the abyss, probably barely making it to the top 100. But, most of the strongest demons are her children, and they are extremely protective of their mother. They venerate her and worship the ground she walks upon.

The pale night laid her cold hand on Lunara’s forehead, “Light out, baby. The pain would be no more once you wake up.” As she pulled her palm down and closed Lunara’s eyes, Lunara

was dead.

“You killed her?” Hati stared at her with a passive face.

“This body of hers is already destroyed. I’ll make her a new one. That should be faster than trying to botch her and hope she recovers.” The pale mother smiled as her torso opened up from the collarbone to the hips, revealing a massive maw of teeth and fangs. A long tongue wrapped around Lunara’s body and she was swallowed whole.

“How long will it take?” Hati asked.

“I’ve collected her soul…I’ll give birth to her in an hour or so.” The pale night pulled a chair and sat down, “An adult body is good, right? The same age as the one she had.”

“Yeah, we want a body as similar to her current so she won’t have much trouble getting used to it.” Hati leaned back, “It’s amazing, how you can just do that.”

“I used to only give birth to demons as babies, and nowhere near this scale.” The pale night smiled, “Thanks to Gracie, ever since I got her blessing, I can rebirth anyone into a healthy body as long as I get their soul.”

Like all powerful demons, The Pale Night has her followers among humans, and most of them flock to her to cure their birth defects and disabilities. Those who were cursed with bad genetics or bodies that can’t achieve their desired goals. With sufficient offering, some cultists had managed to convince the pale night to rebirth them into healthier, stronger, and more talented and blessed bodies. Of course, with the caveat that the new body would always have a hit of demonic blood, called the pale mark.

The pale night looked at Arad, “What about that cute boy over there?” She said with a smile, “Does he need a new mother?”

“Probably, but I don’t know about giving him demonic blood. Leave him aside, for now, I’ve called a specialist in dragons.” Hati looked at the door as it slowly opened up.

“Oh my! What a surprise…” The pale night gasped in slight surprise at the person who just

walked in.