Moving Forward
Hello, how are you all doing? That's right, your eyes are functioning properly! This is not a drill! I repeat this is not a drill! I have officially returned! After so long, a new chapter is finally out! Thank you all so much for your patience and I'm sorry for the incredibly long hiatus.
With that being said, enough of me. You've all been waiting for the next chapter long enough!
Without any further ado, enjoy!
I yawned and stretched my arms and legs while slightly arching my back. I don't know what time it is, but I do know that I don't want to wake up right now. I don't even want to open my eyes. I'm far too comfortable with the blanket that is Liquiir to waste my time with something as trivial as being awake. Even so, I just have this nagging feeling that I have to awaken.
With some very reluctant effort, I cracked open my right eye and looked down. I then smiled at the fox atop of me sleeping blissfully in my arms. Speaking of him, I'm going to enjoy having his lithe form purring on my chest from now on. He let out a tired groan and groggily rolled over onto his back. Still peacefully asleep.
It's funny, actually, how I woke up first. Who would have thought? Of course, Liquiir did go through so much this past week. I can't even begin to imagine what he endured. This must have been his first chance to rest normally since that entire ordeal; it makes perfect sense that he slept longer. He required it far more than I did, after all.
I moved my arms down to hug him around his waist and affectionately tightened my grip on him. Afterward, I carefully moved him up until his head reached under my muzzle. I gave him one kiss each on the top of his head and his ear. Once I did that, I focused on watching the rhythmic rising and falling of his stomach. I'm in no rush, so why not savor this moment before I have to leave for my home universe?
Whis: "Hm. It appears that you have managed to save Liquiir, as well as gaining, dare I say, a significant other in the process." Not wanting to look to the right where the greatly unwelcome voice is, I'm instead continuing to focus on Liquiir. That's why I can't savor anything right now. Because he has invaded this special moment of ours. Such terrible timing. Why must I be forced to deal with him now?
Lord Beerus: "What are you doing here?" I asked in an agitated whisper. "You know that I took my Hexahedron. I don't need you, Whis," I stated coldly. He let out a quiet sigh.
Whis: "A universe can't be without its God of Destruction forever, my lord. I'm simply here to let you know that you must return soon." I wordlessly focused on Liquiir for a few more seconds before I released a disappointed sigh of my own. As much as I don't want to, he's right. I must return to my universe. I wish that it didn't have to be right now, but there's nothing I can do about it. So much about there being no rush.
Lord Beerus: "Very well. Just give me some time to say goodbye to Liquiir. I'll leave soon enough."
Whis: "As you wish," he politely replied. "Please, refrain from taking too long." As soon as he finished with his request, he left. I give no promises to him.
Lord Beerus: "Hey, Liquiir. Liquiir?" He responded with slight fidgeting and another groan. I grinned. I can't even begin to count how many times I've done the same thing. Bringing up my right paw, I started to lightly tap his face. "Come on, Liquiir. You've had enough beauty sleep." Attempting to shake me off, he moved his head repeatedly in sleepy protest. "I'm not going to stop until you wake up." He abruptly ceased his movements and lazily placed his own paw on mine, evidently heeding my warning, and blinked open his eyes.
Lord Liquiir: "B-Beerus? I didn't-" He yawned. "I didn't expect you to be awake before me. What, um...what time is it?" With another yawn, he rolled over onto his stomach, crossed his arms under his chin, and tiredly stared into my eyes. With the paw that was tapping him, I began rubbing small circles into his back.
Lord Beerus: "It's morning. I don't know what the exact time is," I told him while looking over at the window where the sun's rays are shining brightly through it. I then looked back at the groggy Kitsunian. Not only is the sunlight illuminating a good portion of the room, but it's also even making his fur look more radiant than usual. "And I really hate to say this, but I have to return home." He raised his head and gave me a playful pout.
Lord Liquiir: "Aw, really? You can't stay for a little longer?" I smiled at his exaggerated child-like display.
Lord Beerus: "I'm truly sorry, but I can't. I've been away from my universe long enough."
Lord Liquiir: "I'm not so sure. I need a little more convincing before I allow you to leave."
Lord Beerus: "Convincing is what you need, is it? Would a kiss suffice?" He gave me a thoughtful expression and stroked his chin.
Lord Liquiir: "Your inquiry intrigues me. Would the passionate locking of lips satisfy my need of an answer?" he pondered aloud. I tightened my jaw. Don't you dare laugh, Beerus. You must not give in so easily. "Perhaps. This requires testing."
Lord Beerus: "This does require testing. However, if you keep acting so philosophical about it, I'll be glad to convince you with a slap to the face instead." He smiled cheekily.
Lord Liquiir: "I'll stop, but only because it's you." I rolled my eyes.
Lord Beerus: "I feel so honored. Now, enough talk. Come here." I delicately cupped the side of his face and slowly guided him upward until I could catch his lips. Once he deepened the kiss, he wrapped his arms around my neck and melted into my body like chocolate. As for me, I responded by wrapping my own arms around his waist and rolled us over, placing me on top of him. I have a special plan formulating in my mind, but I do not want to enact it yet. I want him to feel as comfortable as possible before doing anything unexpected.
Moving onto something I've been expecting, I wonder where his-oh, there they are. My legs have just gotten one tail each while the third found a home around my waist. I was beginning to think that they weren't going to get involved. It's good that they are because their warmth and softness were greatly missed. Then again, a good blanket, and by extension, a good pillow and bed, know when to come to your rescue.
Now, given how comfortable he clearly is, how we both are, I think that it's time to begin my master plan. No, not think, I'm certain that it's time. I pulled away from Liquiir and gently placed my paw against his cheek. He opened his eyes and leaned into my touch, smiling all the while. I smiled back.
Lord Beerus: "Did I convince you?"
Lord Liquiir: "Certainly. And then some."
Lord Beerus: "Exactly what I want to hear. And guess what? We're not done yet." He's looking at me curiously, but the excitement in his eyes is undeniable.
Lord Liquiir: "Oh? What more is there?"
Lord Beerus: "Just this." Wasting no more time, I locked our lips once again. I then moved my paw to his ear and I started to rub it. He must be thinking that he has simply earned a second kiss and that's all there is to it. He's in for a pleasant surprise. That much I can guarantee.
Parting my lips, I slowly and nervously licked his. I hope that he gets the message and I also hope that he's okay with tongue kissing so soon. He suddenly wrapped his left arm around my neck and placed his right paw on the back of my head. He then opened his mouth just wide enough, granting me access. As it turns out, he is perfectly fine with the idea.
Now that I have his permission, I eagerly, but still carefully, slipped my tongue in. I found his own and prodded it a couple of times. I don't want to move too quickly. With muffled moans emanating from the both of us and curious paws roaming along my back, he completely skipped the process of easing into our kiss and began to explore my mouth feverishly. I returned his fervor, the two of us officially becoming tongue-tied in the most passionate way.
One major difference I can feel as clear as day is that unlike mine, his tongue doesn't have bristles. His is smooth. Now that I think about it, I also have bristles on my...genitals. I highly doubt he does. Hm...this is interesting. For some reason, I'm finding these differences strangely erotic. The sexual implications honestly excite me.
I wonder if he's ever thought about this? If he has, did it lead him to the same thought process? Damn it all, I'm so horny now. We both are and there's not a thing either of us can do about it. Not until after the life mate ceremony, at least.
All right, I believe we've been kissing long enough. I don't, actually, but...my universe, unfortunately, takes priority right now. After who knows how long, we separated, the only thing still connecting us being a small bridge of saliva. I gave him one more quick kiss and smiled. He gave me a satisfied one of his own, looking like he just drank his weight in alcohol.
Lord Liquiir: "That...that..." My smile widened. This is exactly the pleasured reaction I wanted to see out of him. He sounds like he's in a daze, incapable of even beginning his thought, let alone finish it. Let's see if I can get him started.
Lord Beerus: "That...wasn't your average...everyday kiss...was it?" I heavily breathed out through my gentle purr.
Lord Liquiir: "N-no...it wasn't," he replied through his, also finding himself short on oxygen.
Lord Beerus: "Look at that, we took each other's breath away," I happily pointed out. "So...did you enjoy it?"
Lord Liquiir: "To just say that I enjoyed it...would be an understatement. I loved every second of it." I nodded and looked down for a brief second before looking back up.
Lord Beerus: "I can feel that you did." He smiled bashfully.
Lord Liquiir: "Oh. It appears you can." I chuckled.
Lord Beerus: "Yes...it appears I can." Ignoring our erections, I moved my left paw down to the small of his back and firmly held it there. "You might want to wrap your arms around my neck. And unravel your tails from my legs." Nodding, he quickly did as I suggested. As soon as he readied himself, I moved onto my knees, bringing him up with me. We both grunted a little due to short-lived friction between our concealed manhoods. We're only down to our underwear, so concealed is being used loosely.
With that, our new position is secured. Using my other paw, I took his ear in between my thumb and index finger and rubbed it. He gave a small, happy sounding hum. Afterward, he leaned forward, gave me a kiss on my right cheek, and rested his chin on my shoulder. I stopped caressing his ear and moved that paw to his back, slightly above my other.
Lord Liquiir: "I'm sure it frustrates you that we can't do much about our arousals, but don't worry. This won't be forever."
Lord Beerus: "As I said last night, I can wait. I really don't mind. Thank you for your concern, though, Liquiir." I slowly moved both of my paws up and down along his back appreciatively, the increased volume of his purring sounding off his approval of the gesture. He tightened his grip around my neck slightly.
Lord Liquiir: "Of course, Beerus. You will always be worth my concern." I will always be worth his concern...and he means that with every fiber of his being. Sharing tender moments such as this with him and knowing just how much he cares for me is truly wonderful. In a strange way, it's also liberating. That alone make the trials we had to endure to get to this point all worth it. Also, needless to say, the fact that we quickly went from passionate to something much more heartfelt makes me very happy.
I glanced behind him at his slowly wagging tails. I feel tempted to reach out and pet them, but I don't want to risk turning him on again. We're both finally starting to recover from our euphoric high and the sooner I prepare to leave, the less chance there is of Whis barging in and ruining this moment. For now, I would like to keep interactions between the Angel and myself as brief as possible.
Lord Beerus: "Liquiir? I must leave for my universe, now." He moved his head back to look at me and nodded.
Lord Liquiir: "That sounds good. I've kept you long enough." He warmly smiled. "The next time we see each other, which shouldn't be too long from now, we're going to discuss the details of our life mate ceremony. Okay?" I returned his smile.
Lord Beerus: "Okay. I'll be looking forward to that." With nothing more to say, we separated from one another. I got off of the bed and did a quick stretch. Once that was done, I started to put on my clothes, starting with my pants. As I was in the middle of putting them on, I looked over to my left at the opposite side of the bed. Liquiir's gathering his own attire in his right arm, but he's not putting anything on. He suddenly glanced up and noticed me looking at him questioningly.
Lord Liquiir: "I haven't taken a shower in a week and I want to do that first," he explained. "That's why I'm not putting anything on."
Lord Beerus: "I see. Are you entirely certain that you need to? Your body wash is practically infused into your fur and DNA at this point," I joked. He smiled.
Lord Liquiir: "I know, but better safe than sorry." I smiled back.
Lord Beerus: "Right. That makes sense." As I resumed dressing, my smile slowly gave way to a frown as I looked down and breathed a sad sigh to myself. I feel like there will always be that small feeling of guilt because of the state I placed Liquiir in. No matter how many times he says it's okay and no matter how happy I make him in the future, it will most likely always be there. Now that I've finished putting on the entirety of my apparel, I stood up straight and placed my arms behind my back, looking out the nearby window to my right.
Lord Liquiir: "Beerus? Are you okay?" the Kitsunian softly asked from beside me. He wrapped his right arm around my shoulders. I turned my head to him.
Lord Beerus: "Yes, I'm okay. Don't worry about it." I glanced at his clothes on the bed behind him before returning my gaze to him. I smirked. "You should go and take that shower. Enjoy the peace and quiet. You won't be alone when you take them soon enough." He returned with a knowing smile of his own.
Lord Liquiir: "You were expecting a joke, weren't you? As it happens, I don't have one. Why joke about an inevitability?" I nodded respectfully.
Lord Beerus: "Excellent point." He gave me a kiss on my lips.
Lord Liquiir: "I know." He took his arm back and walked to his clothes on the bed, where he then proceeded to pick them up. "You should get going. You're stalling at this point with you just watching me." I chuckled.
Lord Beerus: "That's a shame, I was enjoying the view. But, very well. I'll see you when the time comes."
Lord Liquiir: "That you will." Finished with gathering everything, he stood up straight and began walking toward the door.
Lord Beerus: "I...I love you, Liquiir," I called out before he could reach it. He stopped, turned around, and looked at me. The loving expression he has is so pure that it's making my heart skip a couple of beats.
Lord Liquiir: "Wow, you beat me to it. I love you, too, Beerus," he replied while happily waving. I waved back. He stopped after a couple of seconds and left the room, closing the door behind him softly. I brought the paw that I used to wave down to my chest. I then made a fist and tightened it.
What was I thinking earlier? Liquiir wouldn't want me to suffer from a guilty conscience, especially since he has already moved on from the incident. Instead of dwelling on what was, I need to focus on what is and what will be; that's far more important than feeling sorry for myself like I'm the victim when I have no right to. Filled with a new sense of determination, I briskly walked over to the window and opened it. Not bothering to close the window, I just as quickly flew outside and in no time at all touched down ten feet away from the Hexahedron.
Whis: "There you are!" Whis excitedly called from in front of me. "I was beginning to wonder if you had fallen back asleep." He's laughing at his own condescending joke. Bastard. Crossing my arms in front of me, I angrily huffed and turned my head away. I can't even stomach looking at him right now. It would piss me off more.
Lord Beerus: "Shut up," I venomously spat. "Just shut your mouth, Whis. I have no interest in dealing with you or your condescension!" His laughter quickly stopped.
Whis: "Oh, dear. Why so hostile, my lord?" A low growl escaped from my throat.
Lord Beerus: "You wouldn't understand empathy if it punched you in the face! Are you truly unable to fathom why I am upset?! Ah, why do you have to be so infuriating?!" I took several shaky breaths and forced myself to relax my body. I want to avoid accidentally damaging Liquiir's home. "But...this isn't new. You've always been this way," I muttered. I don't know why I expected anything more from him. Why I expected that he would reach some sort of epiphany. He will never change his ways. He will always just be the creature known as Whis.
I calmly turned my body and faced him. He's taking me seriously. I can tell because he doesn't look amused at my outburst, which is something he tends to be whenever I lash out at him or others. He also doesn't appear surprised or displeased. He is showing nothing but genuine interest. Except...hold on. I looked at him more carefully. No, there is something else. I didn't notice it until now, but there's a mark on the left side of Whis' face. It's very faint, but it's there.
Whis: "Yes? Is there something else you wish to say?"
Lord Beerus: "Where did that mark appear from?" He placed his hand on the area in question.
Whis: "Ah, so it is still here?" He lowered his hand from his face, placed it behind his back, and smiled...amusedly. Ugh. "This battle wound is the result of your mother." My eyes widened.
Lord Beerus: "Really? Mom's responsible for that?"
Whis: "Indeed." A smile of my own crept onto my face. Finally. I'm glad Whis has received some sort of comeuppance for his behavior, even if it is small. You really are the greatest mom in the multiverse.
Lord Beerus: "Is that so? How unfortunate for you," I told him without a hint of pity in my voice. My smiled widened. "Now then, tell me how this came about." He obediently nodded.
Whis: "As you wish. I imagine this is not what you want to hear, but once you left to seek advice, I carefully monitored you with my staff."
Lord Beerus: "I assumed as much," I cooly replied, my large grin slowly decreasing to a normal size.
Whis: "After you had finished speaking with everyone and gained enough confidence to go to Lord Liquiir, I took the liberty of visiting Tina so that we could have a discussion, ourselves."
Lord Beerus: "Hm...a 'discussion'?" I stared at him suspiciously. "What was it about?"
Whis: "I found her view on what makes a good God of Destruction...interesting. My hope was that she would elaborate further on the subject and she gladly delivered. Needless to say, with our different viewpoints on the matter, we quickly found ourselves in a debate." Something tells me that their debate was more of an argument if the end result that's resting upon Whis' face is any clue.
Lord Beerus: "Go on. What did you say that lead to her striking you?" He curled his finger under his chin and closed his eyes thoughtfully.
Whis: "Near the end, I informed her that her teachings as a mother were...flawed." I twitched in anger. That's a very bold claim for him to make, but I'm going to let him continue. Even though I want to tell him off. He opened his eyes and returned his hand behind his back. "Allow me to clarify. They were relevant and welcome until you and Lord Champa were chosen to be the next Gods of Destruction. Afterward, her mortal perspective of the multiverse no longer had a place in your divine upbringings. She cannot possibly comprehend what a Destroyer needs. What a Destroyer requires to be truly successful." I glared at him.
Lord Beerus: "What about your teachings?"
Whis: "My teachings? Forgive me, but could you please be more specific?"
Lord Beerus: "You know damn well what I mean! What about your teachings?!" I repeated much, much more loudly for anything within hearing range to hear. "Do you comprehend the Hell you put me through?!" He softly sighed and lowered his head slightly.
Whis: "I will concede that my methods may have been too harsh."
Lord Beerus: "No, they were most certainly too harsh."
Whis: "But," he continued with his index finger raised, "I did what I felt was necessary to make you as effective a God of Destruction as possible." Without thinking, I angrily stomped toward Whis. It's taking everything ounce of restraint I have from simply running to him and trying to get a few punches in. Once close enough, I grabbed the cloth of his maroon robe near his neck and forcibly pulled him down so that we're now roughly eye level. His expression has grown more serious, though, he's not making any moves to escape my hold on him.
Lord Beerus: "What you felt was necessary nearly killed me countless times," I harshly whispered. "What you felt was necessary made me hate, even scared, to be around you. What you felt was necessary almost made me quit."
Whis: "I was training you to be strong and resilient in both body and mind," he replied without missing a beat. "Additionally, I was training you to move on from your mortal mindset and adopt one that's more appropriate for a God of Destruction."
Lord Beerus: "Explain to me exactly what this 'mortal mindset' is that you speak of. Why was it vital to have me repress it?"
Whis: "As you know, a God of Destruction is to remain neutral. Based on their judgment, they decide if a planet is beneficial or a hindrance to their universe. They must decide whether to destroy it or allow it to flourish, so as to keep a healthy balance. Most new Destroyers find this concept exceptionally challenging. Some don't want the lives of many to be on their hands, which leads to them refusing to do their job at all. Why accept the position at all if that's the case? Because of the perks that are granted upon them or because they hardly put any thought into what the job truly entailed." Is that an intentional jab at my brother and I? Admittedly, when the positions were offered to us, we were enamored with the benefits. Greatly extended life and unbelievable power. Living in luxury and getting a chance to explore the universe, not being trapped forever on a single planet. The idea that we'd hardly have to do anything but destroy things every now and again.
Somehow, our young minds didn't put into perspective what destroying actually meant until after we had already agreed to take on the position. It's exactly how Whis already explained. We found it difficult at first to accept that countless lives depended solely on our judgment of them. And so, neither of us could bring ourselves to destroy anything for the longest time.
Lord Beerus: "Those are only some Gods of Destruction. Tell me about the others."
Whis: "Others believe that every planet is worth saving. Even if they do find glaring flaws that would only serve to hurt their universe, they would rather act like a hero and naively try to repair what is unable to be fixed. Some could spend decades, centuries, and their endeavors would still be for naught."
Lord Beerus: "And that stems largely from their compassion, correct?" He nodded in confirmation. "What of Liquiir? Is he not compassionate toward mortals?"
Whis: "He is, however, there is a difference. As you know, Lord Liquiir is quite mature and astute. When he chooses to be, of course. Even in his transitional phase to God of Destruction, he was still capable of separating his feelings and he understood his new role. He understood almost immediately that some planets are simply irredeemable." My grip loosened slightly on the Angel.
Lord Beerus: "That's why you were so hard on me. Because I was so reluctant when I first started, you were literally beating into me - physically and mentally - what it meant to be a God of Destruction."
Whis: "Correct. I was never advocating for a complete lack of compassion, nor ignorance to the plight of mortals or others in general. I was promoting a greater sense of understanding of your duties and your role to the multiverse, which ties into neutrality, and overall dedication to your own universe. I would say my efforts were successful. You eventually matured in your ways of thinking." My grip tightened.
Lord Beerus: "Perhaps I matured too much. You clearly saw the difference in me. At any point did you ever think that the change was too great?" He shook his head.
Whis: "No, I did not. Your core personality remained intact. All that changed was your understanding."
Lord Beerus: "Fine. Then explain to me why you wanted me to abandoned Liquiir."
Whis: "As I said, dedication to your universe is key. He is not a part of it. I felt that concerning yourself with him would harm Universe 7 in the long run. Even now, I can't imagine any benefit this relationship will grant." My hold on his robe is tightening to the point where my claws are stabbing through the fabric and digging into my own paw. Not even a day has passed and I'm drawing blood from myself yet again. Some of it is running down my forearm and onto the floor. The rest is soaking into the dark red cloth.
I angrily bared my teeth. It's unfair. It's unfair, damn it! I'm injuring myself and yet the object of my ire is untouched and he will inevitably, unfortunately, stay that way. He's one of the few beings I can't assault. Even if I was somehow strong enough to hurt him, to kill him, my deed would not go unnoticed. The punishment would be no less than my immediate erasure. Perhaps my entire universe would share my fate in that situation as well, which would be absurd, but it's not that far-fetched for the Omni-Kings. I audibly growled in aggravation.
Lord Beerus: "Why is everything about my universe? What about me? What about my needs? Am I not allowed to be happy?"
Whis: "You most certainly are, within reason. Your life as a God of Destruction is to serve the multiverse and the Omni-Kings. Your primary focus should be on what happens within your universe, not what happens outside of it. Something as drastic as this loving relationship will impede your purpose as a God of Destruction." I tugged on his robe and brought him a little closer.
Lord Beerus: "What utter nonsense you're spouting!" I hissed. "What you claim should be done is not necessarily what must be done. There is no set way of going about your job as a God of Destruction! If that was the case, Korn would have punished Liquiir for pursuing this relationship with me long ago! Do you have an answer for that?"
Whis: "It is true that there is no set way to be a God of Destruction, as there is also no set way of teaching. Still, I firmly hold the belief that my methods and ideology are effective." He does have a rebuttal. Of course.
Lord Beerus: "Really? If they're so effective, then why is our universe in such a poor state? Keep in mind that Liquiir wasn't taught to close off his heart and keep others at arm's length. Yet, his universe is thriving."
Whis: "The effectiveness is dependent," he simply told me.
Lord Beerus: "It's 'dependent'? Dependent on what? The individual? As in me? Are you saying that even after adopting your way of thinking I was doing it wrong? Why did you never say anything?"
Whis: "After all of my lessons finally sunk in, I allowed you the freedom to do with your newfound knowledge and understanding as you pleased." I scoffed.
Lord Beerus: "You're unbelievable. All you ever wanted was mindless devotion to your ideology. It never mattered if I did a poor job as a God of Destruction, so long as I didn't deviate from the path you laid out for me. Which, I regrettably did not until recently." I shook my head in disbelief. I'm ashamed of myself that it took me so long to realize this. "That's it. I'm done with you." With a great deal of effort, I released my tight grip on him. Looking down sourly at my sore and bloody paw, I began flexing it in an attempt to make it feel even a little better. With all of this talk of believing, I believe that I learned far more from him than I ever did from Whis.
Whis: "Would you like me to heal you?" I looked up at him in disgust.
Lord Beerus: "I don't want anything to do with you. Stay away from me." I briskly walked past him and stepped into the Hexahedron. I then sat down and crossed my arms and legs with my back turned to the false Angel. "I am going to Earth and I am going to stay there until further notice. You keep to yourself and do not attempt to contact me. Or any of the Earthlings, for that matter. Your presence from here on should be effectively nonexistent." The Hexahedron began floating upward immediately after I finished my sentence. Once high enough, it sped away for Universe 7 and Earth. Most importantly, with me, not Whis, secured inside it. Closing my eyes, I deeply breathed in and out through my nose several times.
I never thought the day would come. The day where I leave Whis. Is it permanent? No, sadly. This extreme measure of mine is only until I can stand being around him once more. He is right about one thing, as much as I hate to admit it: with Liquiir and I both being Destroyers, literally having an entire universe separating us, it's going to prove to be a challenge trying to balance our lives as life mates and Gods of Destruction.
Still, that's a far cry compared to the worst of our woes, which are already behind us. It's a given that there are going to be other obstacles on our path. But, we will clear them and we will figure out a way to make everything work. It's only a matter of time before all of our difficulties are put to an end.
There we have it, chapter seven! I know that this chapter is shorter than usual, but I felt that this was a good stopping point. Considering how dialogue-heavy this was, anything more probably would have been too much.
I'm just beyond happy that my life is stable enough to where I can upload and write new chapters again. Still, with that being said, uploading will be a bit harder than before. I don't want to bore all of you with the details here. So, I will explain why I went on a hiatus and why uploading will be more difficult over on ToD at a later point.
As always, I hope you all enjoyed! Again, I want to thank everyone who patiently waited. You're all the real M.V.P.s! D.F.T.B.A. (Don't Forget To Be Awesome!) Have an awesome day!
