NO WAY!!!

You all were…what! This cannot be happening! You all are fucking GODS!

(Gasps several times mentally, while breathing and heartbeat becomes erratic physically)

Shit!!! I have to be dreaming! I must have become delusional due to all of these mix of scents from the commoners and nobles, colliding in the air with each other…or Raynar is playing a cruel joke with my perception.

Before my eyes, I see three giant giggling women and one giant man, who is staring at me affectionately, standing on an octahedral platform in the center of the registration area with a radiant array of light enshrouding them.

Wait!

Giant man? Who is this bloke and why is he gazing down at me like that? Creepy…

Anyway the three giant women are Raynar the sovereign, Vanessa my previous maid, and Sharvani my second sister that I had killed. So, you can understand my befuddlement. The overgrown freaks are giggling while looking down at me affectionately.

Something seems weird…it is too quiet in here.

All the people in the building, along with my mother seem to be prostrating themselves on the floor with their bodies turning a deep red or purple color like they are submerged under heavy pressure and cannot breathe.

The four giant blockheads are acting like the situation of the mortals below them is unbeknownst occurrence to them. Psh! Assholes!

Wait a second

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If my mother is on the ground prostrating herself, how the hell am I being held in the air?

Ahh! I am floating in the air with a spectrum of essence beneath me holding me up! I am starting to freak out, not that I am scared of heights or anything. I just like a reliable cushion that can envelop me to keep me from falling to my doo…I meant to keep me from being uncomfortable.

This quiet environment is nerve-racking! I hate the quiet! Especially when I have overgrown freaks gazing down at me…

What?

The spectrum of essence is carrying me upward, toward the overgrown freaks faces…at least they do not seem to have bad breath.

Sounds of giggles, laughter, and cooing, travel loudly into my ears. Haven’t these idiots heard of inside voices! Sheesh! My eardrums are going to burst!

Huh! Now they want to play nice to be all telepathic and shit! They better not invade my mind…

(Raynar telepathically) “Did you miss me? Aww! You look so cute! Come here my little man!”

(Astarot floats into Raynar’s bosom)

(Sharvani and Vanesa) “We want to hold him too!”

(Astarot) “Do I look like a fucking hot potato to you all?! I already had enough of people passing me earlier like I am communion.”

(Sharvani says with starry eyes) “Baby, it is not good to yell out at those you love”

(Vanessa, while licking her lips) “Yes love, now come over here for I can embrace you to get back at that attitude when you treated me like a servant for all those years…”

(Raynar) “I at least expected that your vocabulary would simmer down or your personality to undergo some…changes, then again, that would not be you.”

(Astarot) Baby? Love? Those you love? My vocabulary? Personality? “Fuck you all! Sharvani, who the fuck are you calling baby? Vanessa you better remember your place, I do not care if are a fucking goddess now! Raynar…”

(Raynar) “Yes”

(Astarot) I do not think I should say anything to her…after all, I owe her a lot and she is my betrothed… “What took you so long? I missed you…”

(Raynar) Is something wrong with him…he is actually acting like he has a heart. He missed me! That is an eye opener… “I missed you too! I had to perform some duties and my sisters kept causing trouble.”

(Astarot) I am starting not to recognize who I am. “That is okay, you are here now. That is all that matters.”

(Raynar seems to be an airhead at the moment)

(Sharvani) “How about us?”

(Vanessa) “Did you not miss us too?”

(Giant Man) “…”

(Astarot) Ugh! I forgot about the third wheels! “Raynar, why did you bring these overgrown freaks with you and what’s up with this naming business? Also, who is he?”

(Sharvani) “I beg your pardon!”

(Vanessa) “Excuse me you little tyke! You better be glad…HMPH!”

(Giant Man/Overgrown Freak) “You do not need to know who I am right now, it would bring trouble your way. Just think of me as a guardian”

(Astarot) “If knowing who you are will bring me trouble, why the hell would you show up here in person? Are you trying to get me killed, you blasted idiot?!!

(Giant Man/Idiot) “Good point…this is just projection I manifested to be here on your naming day. I did not want them to give you a ludicrous name.”

(Astarot) “I suppose I should thank you then, thanks. Raynar why are you sniveling giggles.”

(Raynar) He called them overgrown freaks, how hilarious is that! That is my little man! “Sweetheart, I am sorry to break the news to you, but Vanessa and Sharvani are your wives also…”

(Astarot) You have to be kidding me, I am married to my servant and sister! What is the world coming to? “Raynar, baby it is not funny to joke like that. You almost scared me.”

(Vanessa fuming mad) “Who is joking you little tyke! If you were not my husband, you would already have died a hundred times over for the audacity you were speaking to and about me earlier! Telling me to remember my fucking place! I ought to snap you out of existence.”

(Astarot mentally shivered) I really should not do anything to rile her up due to my unfortunate status as of now. I will get her back one day, but I just cannot let it slide or I would not be me… “Fuck you Vanessa and stop trying to be overbearing or I will have Raynar pummel some humility into you.” Now I have to say something to change the direction of the conversation before she has a comeback… “Now what are we going to do about this naming situation? I will prefer not to have the name Astarot anymore because it is too similar to my mother’s name. I do not want anything gawky or supercilious so please be gentle with me.”

(Veronica) “Do not try to change the subject you little shit! In fact, I think that would be a great name for you ‘Little Shit’!”

(Sharvani) “Be nice Veronica, he is your future husband and more importantly, he is a baby! Do you not feel bad about what you are doing? Do you not have a conscious! Picking on a newborn, you should be ashamed of yourself…(shaking her head)

(Vanessa) “Fine! I apologize, but you are going to have to watch that mouth of yours!”

(Raynar) “Enough sisters! I have already have chosen a name for our love. We cannot warp the space here too long or it will bring severe repercussions on the environment…”

(Vanessa) “That’s wonderful! I really was getting tired of restricting myself so I would not hurt this little mortal world. I hope you chose a good name though.”

(Sharvani) “Really! You already chose a name! I wanted to help choose! Hmph! Fine! We can stop this little conversation in our hands and release the pressure off of the mortals.”

(Astarot) They were purposefully exuding that pressure on my mother and the rest of the civilians! They are too imposing toward mortals. Huh? Raynar just waved her hand and the pressure disappeared. That’s good, I was kind of feeling bad for my mother.

The hundreds of people whom were prostrating themselves on the floor all lively get themselves up, since the pressure has disappeared. It is quite hilarious sight to see people both young and old getting themselves up off the ground, especially the fat nobles who are struggling so much to get up that the look like fish out of water. Anyway once the atmosphere of everyone became more stable, the spectral cloud of essence carried Astarot from Raynar’s bosom to his mother’s arms, while everyone was gawking at the sight.

(Raynar) “Due to the extraordinariness of this child’s blessed body and spirit, I Raynar the Sovereign Gods and Goddesses and Sovereign of Dimensions of the Fourth Realm, along with Sharvani the Goddess of Relationships and Fifth Seat of the Fourth Heaven, Vanessa the Goddess of Destruction and Second Seat of Fourth Heaven, and Deval the Second Prince… and Scion of the Primordial hereby name this child Axel Ahriman Anguis.”

My mother and the crowd are all gasping while I seething with anger because the stupid name they gave me will stick with me for the rest of my life and I cannot even pronounce the darn name properly! At least the stupid name has a great meaning:

· Axel – Source of all Life

· Ahriman – God of Destruction, Darkness, and Death

· Anguis – I slick cannot think of the meaning, that’s weird…I am supposed to be able to interpret all languages. Forget It!

Yet, the name stills irk me…it makes me sound like a triple A battery! What’s worst, I cannot even speak to relay my feelings or oppose the stupid name…

(Smiling Male Host) The fucking Sovereign of Gods, two high gods that hold seat in council, and scion of the primordial family appeared. Gasp! This…this is too much! Gulps! Where is the attendant? I have relay message to the king and the archbishop. “You there! Yes, you boy! Come here and hurry up about it! Now listen to me carefully…I want you to send a message to both the king and archbishop about what has transpired here today! Now hurry up and go do it!” I cannot ever find good help these days, tsk!

(Astaroth) I knew my baby was special, but this is going to cause a little trouble… “Have you finished registering the name and all the other things?”

(Smiling Male Host) “Yes Madame Duchess! Of course! Madame Duchess…would mind us taking some blood essence from your son? I know it impertinent for me to ask; however, I am sure the king would most likely suggest for there will not be any mishaps in the future.”

(Astaroth) “No, you cannot take his blood essence…he is but an innocent child. Do not forget he is the scion of three of The Ancient Families! I am sure the king would not want to suffer any ‘mishaps in the future’, I am sure you can understand! Now, would you be a dear and hand over the licenses, identification, and other documents to my servants for we can be on our way.”

(Smiling Male Host) “Of course Madame Duchess, it will be my pleasure!”

(Axel/Triple A) You tell him mother! A freaking low born has the audacity to want my blood essence! What is blood essence anyway?

After our servants received my new belongings, we left the Registrar building under the large amount of gazes and gossip around us. My mother chest is heaving and her heart is beating at a fast erratic pace while she is gripping me tightly. I feel her warmth as it embraces me and it causes me to feel relax, so much in fact that I drift to sleep.

Astaroth and her servants expeditiously walk back to the carriages with a crowd of people following. She yells at one of the servants to go ahead and lead the carriages to the castle. She yells at a servant with an empty carriage to stay here and wait for her husband and Mary. The silhouette of Astaroth and her entourage gently fade into the distance, while the servant who stayed behind seems out of place and reluctantly alone.

The servant nervously glances around him to see a crowd of nobles gazing at him and some are also pointing at him too. He gulps and stares at the horses attached to the carriage to ignore what is happening around him. This tactic did indeed work for the servant for a while until one of the nobles mustered up the courage to go speak with him to ask if the scenario he heard about that happened in the Registrar building true. Let it be known people are like sheep, once that one noble mustered up the courage, the nobles around him started to flock to the servant and do thing same thing. You could hear the servant mutter “Oh, dear lord under his breath.”

Luckily the servant did not have to brave the situation too long, a gentle shockwave happened to push the nobles back. The crowd nobles looked around confusingly until their gazes landed on the Duke Vance and Mistress Mary. The Duke asked the servant what was going on and where his wife and son was. The servant exclaimed it would be better for Madame Duchess to tell him and they also need to return to castle, since it is quite late and plus we have a mob of nobles around. The Duke hurriedly agreed and the trio rode off on the carriage into distance with the Mistress Mary bombarding him with questions.

When the trio finally arrived at the castle, the Duke and Mistress Mary rushed inside the castle, up several flight of steps, and several corridors to find Madame Astaroth in her room with her little baby son in her arms.

Madame Astaroth looked at Vance in his eye to say, “This attention may be a little troublesome.”

The Duke Vance pondered for a few seconds, then he asked her if she and his little son was alright. After he realized they were okay, he reassured his wife that their son would be okay.

Axel rolled over and out his mother mouth escaped a weird gasp that you could not distinguish between a gasp or moan. The Duke Vance laughed and exclaimed, “He is quite thirsty!”

A subtle glint could be seen in Mistress Mary eye that you could take for jealousy. You could hear something muttered under her breath about the young master, but it was muttered so low, you could not hear it; however, you could see here clinch tightly on her thigh.

Axel briefly paused and shook for moment like he had a chill and then started back sucking his mother’s breast for milk. Axel in his dreams was back on earth as the prince he was until his dream morphed and he was in a new space where he seemed to be laying on a turquoise cloth.

“Did you miss me?”