Happy Birthday, Abaddon Tathamet!

It was only around ten or so in the morning when Abaddon woke up, but immediately closed his eyes once again.

Today was one day that he absolutely had to sleep through at any and all cost.

It was his birthday.

Normally, people are extremely excited during this time and immediately think of ways to make things all about themselves. 

But Abaddon was a bit different from most people. 

The black dragon was a bottomless wellspring of generosity and attentiveness reserved for those he loved and cared about. 

But in the same breath, he had never really learned to accept large amounts of goodwill from others. 

It was just something he never really got used to, no matter how large his family grew, or circle of friends became. 

Perhaps this was one of the last lingering remnants of his time as Carter on earth. 

Subconsciously, he just didn't think such large efforts should be wasted on him.