61 Ch. 61 Young and Old

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"Hubby…" Serafall began as she fed the black haired loli on my lap a maraschino cherry syrup chocolate, "is this really the Ouroboros Dragon?"

"Yup~!" I cheerfully answered as I enjoyed feeding the loli a peanut butter filled on.

I felt happy. Like I had my little girls back.

Eresh got to take care of Jack right now.

"But she's so… cute." My wife replied with some difficulty and excitement while giving the little girl a chocolat covered marshmallow.

She really was. Her eyes lit up every time she tried a new chocolate treat or dimmed a bit if she didn't like it.

So far she wasn't a fan of bitterness, and not much for sour either. So no really dark chocolate.

"Indeed she is. I know she's a shapeshifter, but just look at her." I said as I pass a chocolate covered strawberry over.

"But beloved, what are we to do with her?" Scáthach asked, looking a lot more relaxed than when I first came with her.

"Teach her of course." I answered.

"Like with our children?" Evangeline asked as the whole house had gathered for this.

"Pretty much. Watch." I replied as I took a salted caramel chocolat but didn't immediately give it to Ophis, making her look up at me, obviously wandering why. "Now Ophis, when someone gives you something you like, you should say 'thank you' in return."

"Why?" She simply asked.

"Because it makes the person feel happy and satisfied because you feel happy with what they shared. Like when I gave you my cookies for a piece of yours. That was my thank you." I slowly explained.

"Here hubby." Sera said as she passed me an orange candy and I ate it.

"Thank you Sera, that was good." I responded with a happy smile at the taste and assist.

"Hehe~ You're welcome~!" My first wife answered with beaming smile. "Now you're turn O-chan. Open wide~."

The little girl opened wide, ate the chocolate, swallowed then looked at the expectant Serafall.

"Thank you?" She then said with a slight head tilt demonstrating she wasn't exactly sure about this.

"You're so welcome O-chan~!" Sera squealed fed the little girl more chocolat.

"Hn. Thank you." She repeatedly said.

"Ophis, you won't need to say thank you every time since that can be a bit annoying, only once you're done eating. You can thank the ones who fed you and made your food since that makes them feel nice." I instructed her, which made her nod in acknowledgement before returning her attention to the food.

I on the other hand, turned to the house members.

"As you can see, we have to make sure to properly teach her things to live amongst people. It'll mainly be me since I'm the only one stronger than her. Just watch what you say and do around her to not give a bad example." I informed everyone who simply nodded in understanding.

"What about the spirit you brought back? Is that really going to be you and Eresh's kid?" Jeanne asked out of curiosity.

"Yes. We will be handling things with Gabriel since 10'000 souls is a big number to return to the cycle in one shot and I don't want Heaven to believe a massacre happened somewhere." I replied.

"Want some help?" My ex-Saint asked.

"For this? Yes. We want the souls to enter Heaven's cycle and not ours, so we will be doing the required process in the Sanctuary." I answered her with a grateful smile.

"Got it. I'll go get some people ready in a few days." Jeanne replied with a serious face.

"Thanks love." I told her with a loving smile.

"Yeah, yeah, it's no big deal." Jeanne casually replied as she turned to hide her little blush from all the observant people in the room.

"Thanks?" Ophis asked from my lap as it would look like she was wondering why i said 'thank you' differently.

"It a shorter way of saying thank you." I answered, to which she nodded and quickly switched from 'thank you' to 'thanks'.

The rest of the evening went well as everyone was properly informed about our new residents.

Jack really wanted to sleep with her mother and father, so she joined everyone in bed tonight.

Ophis on the other hand, wasn't leaving me, even after I tried to put her down she reappeared on my arm, so I showed her how to rid my shoulders either on one or both. She also wouldn't separate when we went to bed either, so a second loli joined us.

The problem for both was that unless special circumstances occurred, which is what happened to Jack earlier when Eresh welcomed her as a mother, these two don't actually sleep.

I mean, none of us technically 'need' sleep either, but we like it.

Good thing my ultimate head pat technique is capable of even lulling the Infinite Dragon to sleep, if she doesn't fight it.

Over the next few days it was like having two intelligent and deadly children running around the house.

They started 'playing' with each other after we taught them a few games, but Jack was rather clingy to either myself or Eresh, while Ophis prefers to spend time around me, nibbling on snacks or just ridding my shoulders when I'm out and about.

Although Ophis has begun giving people direct 'nicknames'. I ended up with 'Strong Father', Medusa got 'Snake Maid', Serafall became 'Good Mother' because she kept spoiling Ophis, Scáthach was 'Strict Mother' because she was the disciplinarian, Musashi received 'Meathead Sword Girl', and Yasaka was named 'Big Breasted Fox'. Names like that.

The more interesting thing was when Ophis met Tiamat for the first time in a while. The two had a bit of a stand off as my mate was about as strong as Ophis after becoming a birthing goddess of Azarath, while Ophis was introduced to a Dragon in the same leagues as herself and Great Red.

Tiamat would still lose at the moment due to her divinities not being particularly effective against Ophis, but she was still one of the two most powerful beings around me and my second most powerful lover. Not that she will ever admit to Eywa being more powerful than her, and even then Sera is still be boss within my lovers.

In the end, Ophis and Tiamat somehow ended up being rather clingy as they silently debated on who's 'territory' I was.

Tiamat won as we were marked mates, making her smug towards the dragon she had feared and respected for thousands of years, while Ophis was rather 'pouty' and required the introduction of donuts to placate her loss.

Of course once instincts were out of the way, Tiamat realized that Ophis was much more of a 'daughter' than potential 'mate', so she calmed down significantly and let the loli dragon enjoy her 'territory'. In this case, Tiamat had my dick while Ophis had my shoulders, so both dragons were satisfied with what they rode.

But it would seem I achieved the status of 'anime badass' since I acquired my own loli.

Even two sometimes when Jack was feeling a bit jealous and rode my other shoulder.

Then that sparked a bit of conflict between the loli goddesses, murder loli and dragon god loli since they like it there too, but I wasn't going to interfere in loli matters unless things escalated.

I'll just say that it is a bit ridiculous to have four lolis on me.

Oh well.

Aside from that little drama, I've had a nice meeting with the Angels about Jack and what would happen to all her souls.

They were very supportive of this and sent some words down to the churches about their lack of attention to allow such a thing to happen in one of their own capital cities.

Gabriel on the other hand, well she also wanted to have her own child.

"Mou~ I want to go first." The pouting archangel said as she childishly pounded my chest with her fist.

"Gabby, this isn't something to rush into. It's very dangerous for you." I replied with a lot of worry and care.

"I trust and love you more than enough! Beside, you said that you'll help me become a goddess right after, if I wanted to and helped create that better ritual." Gabriel said with a little Hmph.

"But I thought you'd want to stay an Angel because of your father and brothers." I responded as I felt both surprise and happiness.

I couldn't help feeling happy, even it was a bit selfish.

As an Angel a lot of life's 'pleasures' are essentially off limit to Gabriel or she risks falling, so I offered to help her become a goddess once our relationship was strong enough for me to reveal Azarath to her.

To say she was surprised was an understatement. Gabriel was beyond shocked that I was essentially 'God' for Azarath.

Gabriel refused the offer back then because she would feel guilt and like she betrayed her father by changing who she is like that.

But now it would seem like things had changed.

"I do, but I feel like I won't be able to truly be with you if I stay bound to Heaven." She said with a saddened and worried expression. "Tiamat became a goddess even though she was a Great Dragon King, Yasaka did it too while being the leader of Youkai, and Sera-chan as a Satan."

"Gabriel," I softly said to the now teary eyed Angel as she spoke of her insecurity, taking her into my arms properly, "I would never abandon you for such a reason. I love you because of who you are, never for what."

"Really?" She asks as she looked up with big watery eyes.

"Of course. And if you falling is such a big risk, I'll just find a way to make sure you can't." I answered with confidence.

Her answer was to hug my neck and shower me in kisses as she showed off her feelings.

"I've decided!" Gabriel declared with clear and determined eyes as she stopped kissing me. "Once our child is born, I will become a goddess!"

"Wait, what?! But I just said you didn't have to and you were feeling worried about it." I replied with confusion over how female minds worked.

I thought I'd gotten better at it too.

"I know, but I still feel like I have to do this." She said with a warm smile. "I'm going to be your wife and mother of our child, the least I could do is make things a bit easier on you and try to move forward a bit.

And who knows, maybe this way, I can get closer to what father achieved and spread love and kindness to people in need."

'Oh, the weird female thing when they somehow decide to do the thing their bf/lover/husbands told them they don't have to because it makes them feel so loved that they don't Have to, so now they Want to.' I thought as I recognized some patterns after the fact.

"I'm sure they'll love you." I simply said with a small smile at the determined Angel who was pumping herself up. "I guess I should do my part to help things move along then."

"Eh?" Gabriel said as I approached her with a slightly teasing grin.

I left Heaven that day, leaving behind a Gabriel who had melted into a puddle from the heavenly massage I had given her thanks to my knowledge and abilities. Even her wings likely felt like jelly.

All non-sexual mind you. I didn't want to risk her desiring pleasure yet. That could wait till after she becomes a goddess. Today was more of a 'reward' for her decision.

She'll likely feel more relaxed than ever before and feel great physically, mentally and spiritually for the next few months.

My ultimate head pat technique was not the only I had developed with my skills. I had a series of massages with different effects made that my wives/mates/lovers enjoy quite a bit.

Never underestimate the use of massaging skills when one has a woman, or women in my case. It will help you out of many jams and make them want to 'reward' you quite often.

And so, a few days later, after we managed to fully explain to Jack that she would get her true wish and fully become mine and Eresh's daughter, we gathered in the church of Sanctuary.

Presently we had myself, Ereshkigal, Gabriel, Jeanne, Ophis, Jack, Medea, Scáthach and Da Vinci.

We just wanted to make sure everything went well for Jack and the souls she housed.

The goal of this ritual was to maintain the soul collectively created by the 10'000, I.E Jack, while strengthening her and placing her within Eresh until my godly lover properly became pregnant.

It didn't feel right to impregnate Eresh and then stuff Jack's soul in the fetus instead for having the loli already be there to have her body grow. As slight difference but an important one which will avoid quite a few possible problems.

"Are you ready Jack?" I gently asked the murder loli, I had gotten fond of during her stay with us, as she laid on a bed beside myself and Eresh.

We were like this because it would follow the symbolic importance of the bed in marital life and for the creation of a child, while Eresh and I took the roles of the husband and wife.

"Umu. I can't wait to be inside mother!" She brightly answered with a big smile as she held our clothes.

"And mommy can't wait for my little girl." Eresh said to her as she patted her head, causing the loli to almost pur in enjoyment.

"Then it's time for our little girl to go to sleep." I said to the duo, causing Eresh to nod and the two snuggle in properly.

"I can't wait to wake up and see mother and father." Jack said as I placed my hand on her head.

"It'll only be a moment." I softly told her before putting her into a slumber. "Let's begin."

With that, the room lit up with a great number of lines and symbols as a lot of magic focused on Jack herself.

Gabriel and Jeanne were the main ones supporting the ritual which Medea guided with the help of her sacred gear. The others were there for minor support and in case something went wrong.

Eresh and I simply made sure Jack herself wouldn't be adversely affected as we kept a close eye on her young soul.

As powerful as she is, Jack is only a few years old at most.

So, slowly and carefully, the souls within her began flowing out one by one under our watchful gazes, returning to Heaven.

"It's so pretty and sad." Gabriel commented with little tears in her eyes from watching all the souls becoming pure and properly going where they belonged.

"Makes me want to go beat up all those useless bastards in London." Jeanne said as she squeezed her fists.

"Maybe later. I'll give you a few choice poisons I've been working on lately. For now just focus on helping the children." Medea said to her fellow peerage/Pantheon member as she focused on making sure everything stayed stable.

The trio silently focused as hours began flowing by.

In the end, Jack lay between us with a soft smile on her sleeping face, but she was now had a transparent golden body instead of her previous form.

She was a purified spirit now after all.

Thus the next phase happened as Eresh opened her spiritual self and Jack became a small ball of golden light before entering her.

After that, the ritual was complete as Eresh would manage our future daughter's soul until she became pregnant.

Luckily for me, that meant my blonde goddess and I were going to have a lot of sex.

It was hard for gods to get pregnant after all.

Not so much when they fuck humans, or even animals apparently, but two gods makes things difficult.

Should be a bit easier for Eresh and I though thanks to being Azarathean Gods and there not being that many of us.

Regardless, I was going to be spending more time with two of my blondes thanks to their 'baby fever'. Maybe even three if Yasaka actually wants to have her 'kit' as well.

It won't be four since Jeanne is actually one of the few who has never shown any inclination towards having a child, alongside Ciri. My two ladies simply desire to be loved and cherished, not seeing any need to have children of their own with Ciri having some psychological reasons for that and Jeanne not feeling like much of a 'motherly type'.

But beyond my acquisition of this universe's ultimate loli, my new/future child, and some more sexy time with my beautiful lovers, I actually decided to go visit someone I've had my eye on for quite a long time.

-St Thomas' Hospital, London, 1889

Here I stood above a rather important place for medicinal history.

The known history anyway, since so much was lost from the ancient eras when gods taught men personally and magic was part of everyday life, or the knowledge ignored simply because it was written down or 'discovered' by 'barbarians' and the like.

But important nonetheless.

Especially due to the presence of one woman I've been rather keen on observing: Florence Nightingale.

'The lady with the Lamp'

You see, although I have been keeping my hands off much of the world, the Einzbern family being the only official force Azaroth has in the human world beside the culinary schools since the Kure clan isn't something anyone outside Japan knows about, this doesn't mean my vassals have.

In this case, House Phenex has gotten into the ears of many important individuals within the British Empire. Especially old and greedy lords wanting to live longer and hold more power. They hold a lot of hidden sway away from the eyes of the church and Pendragon Family as we don't actually help these greedy old bastards challenge them nor do anything actually shady, simply using our connections built over centuries to help their businesses and given some medical help.

House Balam actually has a lot of influence in the mercenary industry due to using the 'Golden Apple Syrum' Da Vinci had developed to make humans 'Super soldiers'. This allows them to have the best but still look mundane. But most of Balam's influence is either in some military structures or abroad, so not important right now.

The reason I bring this up is because I've told Lord Phenex to whisper some things in a few ears to have various lords help Nightingale in her efforts.

At first it was mainly because I admired the woman in my past life and wanted to ease her path somewhat, but then I found out that what is said in the DxD universe I true once again: Most extraordinary humans are Sacred Gear owners.

In this case, it is similar to Musashi and Da Vinci where their Gears were subconsciously guiding them and boosting their talents in certain fields.

So I had Gabriel check God's system regarding this and found out that the woman possessed quite the strong one since it held the vestiges of a god inside: Asclepius' Rod.

The remains of the Greek god of Medicine sealed within his own godly symbol and passed on to humanity. A rare healing type sacred gear.

And that's when I knew I desired to recruit her.

A woman who single handedly revolutionized nursing, healthcare and people's understanding of medicine. Someone who had the drive and spirit to truly change things for the better.

I wanted to see what she could achieve with my help. The knowledge at my disposal. The support I could offer. And with her Sacred Gear fully unlocked. To see if Florence Nightingale could become more than just an icon/near Saint and reach godhood.

It had been far too long since I felt that.

Over the centuries we had recruited many geniuses, prodigies and masters from the human world, but none had stirred my desires quite like when I sought out Da Vinci and Musashi until now.

Medea and Diana were from the supernatural world and I developed an interest in them, Jeanne and Mana were more 'incidental', Altera isn't exactly human, and Ciri was almost fated with our matching powers, so it was all different from finding such an important figure in history and recruiting her.

That is why I was at this Hospital in the middle of London. Because Florence Nightingale, currently 68, was actually residing in own of its beds and even working from there as she wrote books on nursing and even drew plans for better hospitals. She was there due to her growing age and some other long term illnesses she was recovering from.

So when I entered her room, I found an older woman with wrinkled skin, grey hair tied in a tight bun, wearing a black nightgown with a white shawl on her shoulders and writing on a small table made to be used while in bed as she currently was.

The room itself was rather nice for current human standards. Well polished tile floors, a nice fireplace, mirror, wardrobe and everything else a person living would need beside a kitchen.

"Hello Madame Nightingale, a pleasant night is it not?" I said as I appeared at her side with my own chair, window with a full moon to my back for dramatic effect.

The effect was immediate as the woman's head wiped in my direction with wariness in her eyes, but soon followed with confusion.

"An Ottoman?" She asked aloud with some confusion. "No. I must be hallucinating from lack of sleep again. No Ottoman would come to London to threaten me, nor are the features even right for an Ottoman."

'Now that was interesting. Her mind was still very keen and she had her will still rather well maintained even after the war so long ago for her. But then, I guess battling all her life on a different kind of battlefield could do that.' I thought as the woman examined me, then diagnosed herself.

"*Chuckle* I am not an illusion Madame, nor am Ottoman or any sort of resident of the Middle East or Orient." I told her with some amusement.

"Then what are you young man? To sneak into this old woman's room at night, seemingly without anyone noticing you carrying a chair, and then disturbing me while I was working." Florence asked with a critical eye.

"Although I am not as young as I look, I have been called many things from Devil to God. It really depends on how much one knows about me." I cryptically answered with only the truth.

"*Scoff* You think too highly of yourself." She responded directly as she rolled her eyes.

"Not really, but you'll be convinced by the end of the night regardless." I said to her with a casual smile on my face.

"Oh yeah? And why is this, young man? Are you here to torture an old lady? To strike fear of the so-called Devil in her?" She challenged without any sort of fear and a lot of defiance.

"Oh my, not at all. I would never harm you Madame Nightingale. I respect you far too much for your efforts, actions and beliefs. That's why I've actually been helping you for the last 30 years. Not directly mind you, but through a vassal of mine who spoke to the lords." I replied to her steadily as I brought my hands up in 'surrender' as her eyes widened for a moment before glaring.

"Stop trying to fool me child. I'm old not blind. I can tell how old a person is by looking at them and you don't look a day over 25." She harshly said with a sharp tongue and eyes.

"That is as good a way to move our conversation along." I declared with a confident. "But to answer your words I shall ask you some questions: During the war, and your time since, have you noticed or felt things you can't explain? Known things no one else did? Done or witnessed the impossible?"

"What?" The woman was momentarily taken aback, but I carefully observed her face which told me exactly what the answer to that question was.

You see, it's both the advantage and disadvantage to immediately recall certain memories when one hears, sees, reads, touches or smells certain things. It's an instantaneous reflex ingrained into our minds. So if I say 'water', a person will imagine either the most impactful instance or the most common, followed by whatever said person associates with it like a beach, sink, bath, pool, etc. And when someone is asked a question like mine, which triggers a specific set of memories, there are usually visible reactions, unless someone has trained to hide such things or has a natural poker face, such as pupillary contractions/expansions, widening of the eyes, movements in the brow region and many other minute possibilities.

And Florence Nightingale had exactly such a reaction a moment before she schooled herself.

"So you have noticed." I said to her with a cheeky grin. "What have you seen Madame? I am quite curious if it was external or internal."

"*Tsk* Cocky brat." She muttered under her breath.

"Like I said, I'm older than I look young Madame." I teased in response. "But how about I ease things by assuring you that you aren't insane and that I will not mock whatever you reveal?"

"Like anyone would believe the ramblings of this old woman." She harrumphed before she calmed herself. "But fine Young Man, I'll tell you. It is rather simple. During that god forsaken war, I treated a young man. He was rather… lascivious, but made the spirit of the other soldiers lift in his presence. He had been healing well from several burns on his bodies from an explosion until one night, a group came to pray for the wounded.

I wasn't going to let some dirty men near my patients without any sort of supervision or sanitizing, even if they were rude and demanding for priests, it wasn't going to happen, but they managed to make me agree to at least let them in.

The strange thing about that night was that as soon as I had let them enter, one of the priest's hands had a glowing yellow circle in front of it and I became incredible fatigued. I felt fear for a moment before I fell asleep, but then I awoke in my quarters like it had all been a dream. But the most frighting things was that the burnt young man had disappeared that night, with no one ever even remembering he had even existed somehow.

It drove me crazy that men of the cloth could have taken my patient, but even I did not dare do too much when i realized that this was not normal and that I had not made it up. That was because I still had the flowers the man had given me in his attempt to woo me.

Unfortunately I couldn't spare time investigating things due to the my duties not suddenly being lifted and even now I do not know any more than back then. Who would even believe me if I asked? I have no proof and so I simply always remembered but was helpless to find the fate of my patient."

The Nightingale looked a bit defeated after finishing her story. It wasn't something I liked seeing in the woman.

"I can't tell you exactly all the answers to the questions you likely have, mostly due to me not being all-seeing on this planet, but I can certainly give you some closure." I told her honestly.

"Oh? And what are your answers them?" She replied with an almost amused look as if saying 'go on, try to fool me.'

"That man who vanished was likely a Devil or something deemed 'heretical' by a group of exorcists from the Vatican. They found the man among the wounded, killed him, then erased all traces of their involvement and the man as is standard procedure using memory magic." I simply answered as if it was the most common thing in the world.

"And you think I'll believe that?" She questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes." I answered her as we shifted from her room to the moon.

The look of absolute bewilderment was worth the overkill.

"What the? Where? How? What!?!" She quickly rambled until she looked at my amused face her glared dangerous while taking her gun from under her pillow. "Where are we? What did you do? What are you?"

"*Chuckle* Didn't I tell you? Some people call me a Devil, some a God, but most call me Lord Azaroth or Lith. Nice to meet you Madame Nightingale." I replied with an elegant bow. "And we are currently on the moon, within a field which allows you to survive and breath."

'Nightingale.EXE has crashed.' Is all I thought while cheerfully laughing at the face she was making.

"Th-the moon!?!?" She yelled out in pure shock and disbelief.

"Yes. And even if we aren't this is probably the best illusion you've ever seen." I replied with a massive grin.

"B-but that's…impossible." Florence said as everything began sinking in.

"Exactly. There's a world of supernatural beings just hidden under the surface of this one. And you would have been a proper part of it if you had fully awakened your gifts, but it would seem it protected your memories during the war at least." I said to her with a more serious expression.

"Gifts?" She asked with a curious gaze.

"Before his death, God of the Bible created tools for humanity to challenge and hopefully thrive against the supernatural world. These tools are called Sacred Gears, something you possess but have never properly awakened." I answered rather succinctly.

"God is dead?!" She cried out in shock.

"Yes, for quite a few centuries now, but so are the Satans." I casually said to her as she blanked for a bit again.

'I should probably stop messing with her so much. I don't want to give the woman a heart attack.' I thought as I started to feel like I was going overboard.

"Ahem, anyway, the reason I'm telling you all this is to offer you a place in the supernatural world and in my team." I said to her to get her off the whole 'God is dead' thing.

"Team? And why would I desire to even join this so-called 'supernatural world'? I'm an old woman who has accomplished much in her life." She questioned as she turned rather prideful.

"Because I believe you can do so much more." I told her with a devilish smile. "My land house's the best medical means on this planet. I am not exaggerating when I say that as long as just the soul remains, we can bring a person back from the grips of the afterlife. And I want to see what Florence Nightingale can achieve with that."

"…As tempting as that is… I cannot." Florence said as her body sagged and she looked out at the earth with some regret. "Like I said, I'm a old woman. And as much as I would love to be able to take you up on your offer and help others, my time on the front line is over."

Her voice was incredibly bitter as she looked at her hands and her lower body hidden by her bed blankets.

"My dear Madama, you believe my offer does not include returning you to your peak?" I asked her softly as she looked up with wide eyes. "I do not look for outright strength when I offer people a place by my side, but their spirit and characters. I want individuals who would continually strive to achieve the peaks of their professions."

"And you believe I would be such a person?" She questioned, but I could see the passionate embers in her eyes slowly becoming brighter.

"Do you not believe yourself to be a person of such caliber?" I asked back with a smirk.

"Fufu, it would seem I was seen through." Florence responded with some amusement as we both knew she had a lot of pride in herself and her achievements.

"I have been observing you for a long time to make sure you would be a fitting individual to bring in. And I believe that you are one of the best individuals to have as a healer and to hopefully become the head of Medicine." I said to her with an approving look at the woman's renewing spirit.

"Head of Medicine?" She asked with a gasp. "You would let a woman be the Head of Medicine?"

"Yes. In fact, a lot of women have incredibly high positions under myself. Head of Finances, Research, Food, Magic, Social Programs and Foreign Affairs, with my second-in-command being a woman as well. All strong, independent and incredible capable." I informed her with pride in my girls rather evident.

Oh did that light quite a fire in her eyes.

"And you, some sort of magical being, would offer me such a position?" She asked as she managed to keep her composure rather easily.

"Well once you've reached the proper standards I would obviously endorse you. Human standards, and even the standards of the supernatural world, are very far behind our own, but you should catch up relatively quickly with a little help." I answered since she was definitely not ready yet. "If you accept of course."

"Then I guess we should be talking conditions… after we return to my room." Florence finally said as she gestured to our lunar surroundings.

"It would be my pleasure Madame Nightingale." I replied with a snap of my finger, returning us back to Earth.

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EXTRA AUTHOR NOTES:

So… I had a lot of troubles writing this chapter.

First thing is that after making Kal and Scarlet and not giving them much attention because of time skips, I've been struggling with giving Lith more kids, particularly from Yasaka, Gabriel and Ereshkigal.

Jack I managed to have to at least introduce and people who watched/played fate generally know her character so that makes things easier, but I can't stop worrying about Lith's kids since I'm really trying to get to modified canon stuff and I can't just spend a dozen chapter developing all the kids and whatnot.

It's been a struggle.

On the plus side, my procrastination due to my struggle allowed me to binge a few fanfics.

Aside from that, Ophis is going to be 'growing up' alongside Jack, mostly as Lith's official loli. As a goddess it should take some time for Jack to grow up properly so it'll help teach the Dragon God some things while having a friend 'her age'.

I'm thinking of making Jack the goddess of childbirth, children and murder. Any thoughts? Goes well with Eresh's divinities and her own origin.

And yup, I picked Florence Nightingale as Lith's 'Peerage' member.

A lot of people guessed she would at least be somewhat involved already.

I thought she would be rather fitting, especially with the Sacred Gear I teased when Lith first went to Heaven. It's going to be a sort of combo between Nightingale and Asclepius from Fate ability wise. She won't be a berserker since I made her more of a driven, collected woman who deeply cares for people's health. She did go through a war and achieved a lot, so just making her a berserker felt wrong to me.

Did you know she actually didn't like Feminists? In her time she thought feminists wanted sympathy instead of working to improve their situations. She even referred to herself as a 'man of action' because men and lords helped her far more than women and ladies.

And before anyone says anything about other possible recruits, the last two spots are already sealed. They're DxD characters this time.

Anyway, sorry for the wait. Hope you guys still enjoyed cause I really wasn't feeling this chapter too much.

Next should be skipping through the World Wars.

Also, not really planning to just have a R-18 bit for only Gabriel. Just had some naughty stuff a few chapters ago.