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A jet-haired girl was on the way home at the rise of morning. The girl had a call that needed her guidance. The principal of an academy, Garderobe Academy, asked for the girl's wisdom in a research developing incubating eggs for same-sex couples or infertile couples.
The process of it was interesting in such a way that it required an organic, living body to nurture and grow the new-born in the egg, allowing them to feel the sense of natural pregnancy. With the medicine and technology they have, a very tiny pod, the egg, would carry the couples DNA and enter inside the body with an injection on the navel. Then, the egg would allocate to where it was safest to expand and restructure the nerves and organs to treat the egg as if a womb inside the body.
During the growth and period of pregnancy, the signs of the expanding belly would be visible that a scan should confirm the infant's life. When it was time to give birth, the chemical responses would mutually react with the organs. Hence, the restructure of the organs and nerves would cooperate with the birth to bring the infant out of the body without pains.
The girl was very thorough during the observation of the development and found a flaw that needed work. It was a gruesome detail, but the girl theorised that both genders would suffer from internal damages due to the growth of the infant. The shells would come apart during the infant's growth and linger inside the body, which led to cuts or damages to the organs inside the body and the baby itself.
The resulting effect was clear and disheartened the principal of the academy. The girl did not have the heart to discourage the hopeful look in the principal and partner's eyes. So, the girl offered her wisdom in changing the shell into smooth arranging cells during the infant's growth, which furthered an even deeper sense of pregnancy. The shells would be genuine growing cells instead of Nano machines to help with the development of the infant, and at the same time providing an even safer birth. Instead of a birth with no pains, there will be contractions, hormones, cravings and such that came with pregnancy.
The girl reminded them that no birth was without pains or difficulties and provided that missing response for the research. The principal was so ecstatic and thankful that she wrapped the girl in a bone-breaking embrace. Needless to say, the principal's partner was euphorically amused, pleased and in great gratitude towards the girl. They asked the girl how she figured a way to develop such remarkable evolving cells.
The girl grinned and answered that she had met two women that were desperate for a child. Lucky for them, the girl had an artefact that was calling out to them. That artefact the girl passed over to the two women was a slightly similar research to the principal's research. Only, the artefact caused the two women to be pregnant at the same time. It was a long time ago, and the girl took the chance to study the artefact before passing it over.
After many thanks from the principal and her partner, the girl left the academy with a knowing smile. The research was still far from complete, but the girl knew many more would join in to bring light to the research. However, the girl was worried that conducting the incubation process would result in evolution or mutation over the passing of eras. Then again, being a goddess as it was for the girl, she has seen evolution and mutation challenged time and time again from politics, societies and so on.
The girl sighed as politics and the like was not a like or love for her, even for a goddess. Not many revered or worshipped the girl, as some claimed that the goddess was the Crystal Princess. Politics demanded that the girl was a goddess and the Crystal Princess. If that was the case, the girl cheekily did things on a whim and would do whatever she pleases without consent. That struck a chord of disagreements and immediately forbid the girl anywhere close to politics because she was childish. Of course, that was the girl's intent, and she succeeded without so much effort in a day.
Suddenly, the girl heard soft lullabies across the woods along the path. The girl instantly broke into a wide and happy smile, as she took her steps lightly along the path. The girl knew that voice anywhere, and she had never thought that she would be blessed with such a miracle that was beyond any will's reach.
There, as the girl carefully and quietly walked along the path, an orange-haired woman stood there with a look of bliss and gentleness of a mother. The woman sung and cradled her baby, its eyes wide and attentive as a pudgy hand grabbed her finger. The girl chuckled softly as she got closer to the woman, earning her the attention of the baby with such sharp hearing. The baby turned its head to the girl and instantly squealed as it called out to her.
"Mami! Mami!" The baby said with an excited gleam in its purple-eyes and brows rising with joy, and the hand that once grabbed the woman's fingers was now reaching out for to the girl.
The girl broke into a blissful, toothy smile and lifted her hand to allow the baby to take her finger. The woman cradling the baby smiled and edged closer to the girl. Now next to each other, the girl wrapped a hand around the woman's hips, while her other hand was occupied with the baby playing with it. The baby giggled and squealed, and the girl and woman smiled serenely at the simple joy the baby had in its purple-eyes.
"I couldn't get her to sleep when I mentioned that you would be coming." The woman complained, but her tone was of mirth and affection.
The girl smirked, "Mai missed Mikoto?" She turned her golden-eyes to look at her wife and goddess.
The orange-haired woman leaned down and kissed the girl on the lips, "I do, Mikoto, and so does Kitami." She said as they parted their lips.
Mikoto turned to look at Kitami cradled in Mai's arms, "Don't give your Mama a hard time now. Mommy would eat you up, like this." She leaned in and blew ticklish raspberries around Kitami's chubby, soft cheeks.
Kitami squealed and laughed as she wailed her arms, joyously slapping on Mikoto's face as she tried to stop her mommy from tickling her. Mai giggled as she watched her wife and baby, enjoying the warm bubble surrounding them. The little bundle of joy was a miracle that neither of the goddesses could have ever imagined. A baby goddess was born inside of Mai, the Goddess of Fiery Ruination, while Mikoto, the Goddess of Abyssal/Dark Enlightenment was the other parent. Both were of the female gender and incapable of fertility, until the laws of the Will subjected otherwise.
This resulted in a conflict and accused their new-born an abomination. They refused to listen or heed to the people's outrage and outcry, not even to the other gods and goddesses. Those who prayed and worshipped them could not believe that the two goddesses would keep a child that defied the laws of nature. Neither of the goddesses acceded to the people who prayed to them, or to the laws of the nature they have defined.
The two goddesses were a will of their own, and refused to consider that they were divine beings or even gods/goddesses. They were entities given with power and born of will, by the machinations of the Will. The two goddesses deeply believed that no gods or goddesses could ever reach the laws or chaos of the Will.
Of course, the two goddesses were deemed insane or mad to think that there was or were someone or something far more omnipotent then divine beings such as them. The two goddesses let them be and became masters of their own will without the people's faith, which in turn made them heretics or demonic beings by definition.
"Mikoto…" Mai called amusedly with a slight tone of sombreness that had Mikoto looking at her.
"Our home is gone." Mai said with a smile, and Mikoto smiled too.
"Then let's find a new home for the three of us where Kitami likes." Mikoto looked at Kitami, and the two goddesses took turns to kiss Kitami's temples.
Kitami cooed with joy and snuggled deep in Mai's bosom, closing her eyes and going to sleep after having her mothers' kiss. The two goddesses beamed with a smile, as their daughter had been waiting for their goodnight kisses. Looking at their Kitami, her hair was growing and defining jet-black colours similar to Mikoto's twin-braided hair. Kitami's brows, cheeks and lips were all of Mai's facial features, while her forehead, chin and jaws were of Mikoto's facial features.
"May Mikoto hold Kitami?" Mikoto whispered in a tone full of affection and love for her daughter.
Mai grinned and nodded, giving Kitami a few strokes to the crown of Kitami's head as comfort. Then Mai handed Kitami over to Mikoto's arm as Kitami flailed a hand out, annoyed that the familiar warm body was away, until Kitami was wrapped up in another familiar warmth. Now that Kitami was in Mikoto's arms, she gave a light yawn as her eyes fluttered close. Mikoto had a silly grin on her face as she watched Kitami sleep comfortably in her arms.
Mai watched as Mikoto chanted to Kitami with a blessing of wonderful dreams. It was Mikoto's power to provide questionable enlightenment and elusive realisation to people that sought her, and to reward those who understood the depths of their actions, consequences and to the will around them. Mai trusted Mikoto with her power and the dream unfolding in Kitami's dream.
While gods/goddesses did not need sleep, the two goddesses once again, defied that notion. Sleep was more than the means to one's health, because dreams have mysterious subliminal activities and connections. Such as the two goddesses meeting each other and suddenly telling each other they were their soul mates. Alternatively, the strange and hidden desires they had stumbled upon in the depths of their followers and worshipers.
"What kind of home does Kitami like?" Mai asked, as she wrapped an arm around Mikoto's waist.
Mikoto leaned her head to Mai's chest and happily replied, "Wherever Kitami's miracle will wonder."
The two goddesses smiled wondrously at Kitami, knowing the power that resided in their daughter. Kitami was the Goddess of Cosmic Distortions. As of now, Kitami's power remained inactive, but nurturing in her dreams. Mai and Mikoto would watch over their daughter grow, learn, understand, contemplate, and observe the universe together with the family, soon.
Out of the many gods and goddesses, Mai, Mikoto, and Kitami, were the only ones who could reach out and travel through the spaces of the universe – including dimensions and alternate realities. It was that omnipotent accessibility and power they have that made them more than just responsible, but curious and open-minded to change, possibilities, impossibilities, and unpredictable activities or events. The three goddesses barely needed to lift a hand or use their powers to help anyone. In fact, their powers were always active because enlightenment, ruination, and distortion co-exist in the background by the laws of the Will.
This time, the three goddesses have a destination in mind: Meet the sagely dragons, Scribing the change of seasons, Blessing and cursing the threads of destiny and fate, All but of thoughts and opinions. The cryptic words were from the elder kraken that owed the two goddesses his debt. The elder kraken wanted to meet Kitami as soon as she was born, because Kitami would be forever restless from the universe. Mai and Mikoto were to chant the same words the kraken had told them each time Kitami wants to sleep. The sagely dragons would help the family to understand the changes that would soon come upon them.
Going deeper into the woods along the path, where darkness and haunting outcasts resided, the sagely dragons abound there. Turning back and facing towards the direction Mikoto had been going, the family proceeded at a slow and leisurely pace, unwilling to rouse Kitami's sleep. They listened to the wonderful soft snores Kitami breathed out, snuggling and leaning her head over Mikoto's chest. Their travel would be fine, as long as Kitami was at ease and undisturbed by the changes of the universe.
The two mothers wished they could lighten the burden off their daughter's responsibilities. Their hopes rested on the sagely dragons' weaving and wisdom of words. After all, the very woods surrounding them were scrolls, scribed and rooted into the soils like trees. Every tree here whispered words that struck deep into many hearts, souls, minds, and wills. A trial made by the sagely dragons as if to test anyone's conviction, dedication, ideals, consciousness and so on to proceed and revaluate about themselves.
"Mikoto, look at that wanderer." Mai softly whispered, as she placed a hand on Mikoto's shoulder to stop them.
The two goddesses turned their heads to look at where Mai was looking at. A creature of flesh and skin, bulging with veins across the entire body had two pairs of arms on its torso, and a pair of legs that seemed transparent and fragile. It sat on the soil with its face covered by its hands, while the other two hands clasped behind its head. This creature called epohkhatary, was weeping sorrowfully in a foetal position on the ground. Mikoto could sense the epohkhatary's deep grief and regret waving off like waves of tears as sharp as diamonds.
Mikoto looked to Mai with a permissive look, and Mai smiled with a sure nod. Mikoto carefully and affectionately handed Kitami over to Mai's arms, never leaving her gaze from her lovely daughter. With Kitami cradled in Mai's arms, Mikoto leaned up and kissed Mai's cheeks before speaking to the epohkhatary. Words need not be said of their love for each other, as Mai hid herself and Kitami away from the epohkhatary's line of sight. Kitami turned in Mai's arm, aware of one her mother's presence going away from her.
Mai quietly and soothingly cooed Kitami as she stroke Kitami's cheek with her thumb, "Shhh… Mommy is going to do her work for a short while, my little miracle. Mommy will be back if you promise to keep quiet."
Kitami's eyes fell shut when she heard the promise of her mommy's return, putting her to sleep. Feeling the soft exhale and inhale in rhythmic comfort, Mai kissed Kitami's forehead and chanted a blessing of warm and peaceful dreams. Whereas Mikoto's blessing nurtured Kitami, Mai's blessing was to provide peace and calmness for Kitami.
Mai's power was to gather the feelings amidst the beginning, process, and the end of ruins across the world – to feel the sense of anguish, grief, despair, loss, sorrow, melancholy, and rage. When the people hear the cries and death of the ruined civilizations, praying for their peace and release, Mai rewarded them with warmth, calmness, and courage. Making them feel as if they could best the worst of their struggles with greater endurance and patience.
Mai looked over to Mikoto from within the shadows, and recognised the epohkhatary's face. The epohkhatary, Luniroh-Johra-Kab, was now kneeling and putting her palms together before Mikoto, seeking for Mikoto's guidance with a sorrowful stare of her empty eyes. The epohkhatarys were very sensitive people, but attuned to the healing, magical, spiritual, and psychological arts excellently. However, their body was so sensitive to many things, most epohkhatary would be insane or hollow out from too much information their body provided. Perhaps Kab was lost and frightened of herself and her senses, so she isolated herself in these whispering woods to quieten them with the whispers of the woods.
It seemed like a short while, but Mikoto managed to calm down and cheer up Kab. Mikoto took Kab's hands into her own and pulled Kab to stand up. Mikoto spoke again, and Kab moved all four hands together onto Mikoto's palms. Mikoto was teaching, as Mai could see Kab closing her empty eyes and sucking in a deep breath, slowly.
"Feel the very air filling inside your lungs, and as the blood course through your veins, close your hands into tight fists, slowly." Mikoto's voice was soft, firm and dark, almost as if she was lulling Kab into a trance.
"Mikoto will move her hands away, and when she does, Kab releases her breath, spread open her palms all the way to her sides, and then slowly breathe out as we open our hands, raising them high above our heads." Mikoto instructed with a lighter, fun, and free tone, like pushing the darkness into opening the curtains of light.
From a distance, Mikoto and Kab looked like they were exercising, but Mai knew well enough that it resembled a martial arts stance. Perhaps Mikoto was helping Kab synchronise to the overtaxing senses in a huge flow. Kab opened her eyes and even though her eyes were of violet blanks, they were gleaming with freshness. Kab beamed a serene smile to Mikoto, and thanked Mikoto for the reminder.
Mikoto chuckled and placed a hand on Kab's shoulder, giving it a firm squeeze with a small pep talk. Kab grinned amusedly and nodded, feeling very confident and refreshed, walking away with a good head on her shoulders. Mai smiled brilliantly as Mikoto looked proudly at Kab walking away. Coming out from the darkness and standing beside Mikoto, Mai asked what had transpired for Luniroh-Johra-Kab to feel so down.
Mikoto answered, "Kab needed a good slap on the head. Darkness nurtures people to see the gaps within them, not hide them away." It was not a direct answer, because Mikoto never asked Kab.
Mai gave a lopsided smile and kissed Mikoto's lips. Mai did not need to know the answer to know not to meddle with another person's personal problem. Before they proceeded towards their destination, Mai placed Kitami back over to Mikoto's eager arms. Kitami gave a pleased hummed and nestled into Mikoto's bosom, smiling peacefully at the returning and completed presence of her two mothers. They then walked onwards into the woods, as a family.
Author's afterword:- Hello and good will be upon you. I had a crazy time and everything felt so fast for me. So I wanted to slow down but go crazy with a story, which is this. It won't have too much action stuff going on because I wanted three overpowered goddesses in a slice of life fiction. Moreover, try not to think too hard on the story, because I went haywire with my ideas and concepts in this one. It was what I wanted and well… looking at it over again made me wonder if I had more crazy and bizarre shenanigans in my head. Anyway, I'll put in more whenever I get that 'ticking instinct' kicking in, and that's where I'll be working on the story.
I hope you enjoy what you read at your own will, within reason and respect. Thank you for reading.