Bahamut: The Blessed One

How long had it been since the golden dragon heard someone call him by his real name? 

No one left in this world should have known it, least of all his youngest granddaughter. 

And her ability to take his flames with ease while proclaiming that she gave them to him...

Briefly, he recalled the descent and fusion of the dragon goddess and her fusion with Abaddon. 

In addition, the fact that he and his seventh wife had a child no less than two weeks later and it grew at an alarming rate. 

Even with all of the pieces to the puzzle laid out in front of him, Helios still did not want to believe it. 

"Y-You... you can't be..."

Gabbrielle's eyes became slightly cold as she held out her hand. 

A wisp of purely white energy left the chest of the golden dragon and returned directly into her hand.

Helios' eyes nearly shot out of his skull like some kind of old timey cartoon.