Identity of The Babies

Both of the dragons watched their babies as the two cute little things hugged each other, but neither of them noticed the black scales on one of the two as if those scales were ethereal - not physical, even though they were scarcely populating its arms and legs.

The female dragon in human form had a flowing black hair as if a waterfall, falling freely over her shoulders and following the contours of her body. Her crimson eyes as if two blood moons even during the day as she cradled the baby with ethereal scales, although she couldn't see them.

The interesting thing is there were nine dragon-shaped chains coiled around the baby's heart, but why would they be willing to check out the baby's inner body? Therefore, nobody knew about their existence.

The female baby was in the man's arms, gently leaning along his arm while his breathing was suppressed as if afraid that if he moved a bit, she'd wake up and start crying. It pained the father's heart to see his baby daughter cry even if it was a natural thing to happen, but the same applied to the mother too.

But all the joyful things come to an end, eventually.

As such, the male spoke: "It's hard to part with them..."

"... Yeah.", the sorrowful voice distantly responded, as if the girl didn't want to think about what was bound to happen.

But even then, the kind soul of hers would not allow herself to ignore her husband because she deeply loved him.

"It really is...". Even if it wasn't much of an answer, still it was enough for him.

"But we have to...", the male said.

"Yeah..."

"What will their names be? We must let no one know of their existence..."

"I thought about that too, but I have no idea...

Perhaps we should just leave it to fate?", the female said

"Mm! Perhaps we should..."

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*sob*

*sob-sob*

"Hic! I really can't bear to part with them...". The girl just couldn't bear the pain of leaving her children alone in this cruel world, but she knew that she had to let go precisely because the world was cruel.

They were lucky that the bunch who came after them were greedy and shared no information with anyone else about the babies, otherwise the entire world would hunt down the descendants of Heavenly Dragons.

When desperation hits hard, all morals and regulations are but fleeting clouds. Even sages and old monsters would hunt down the children of the strongest dragon race under the heavens, not to mention those arrogant young masters and hidden sects.

The female leaned on the male's shoulder - or rather; she was devoid of strength and had to do so in order to support herself but even then, her gaze was glued to the two infants lying in each other's embrace, protected by the simple hut made of leaves and branches, like animals warding off the cold.

She gently raised her hand from which crimson light shot off and landed on their foreheads in a dragon-shaped emblem, but it faded away shortly after.

It was the only thing she could leave behind to them and the only way to make up for their absence.

The male came before the infants and fell on his knees with tears in his eyes. Even the existence as strong as him could not hold back his tears when he saw the defenseless babies they were leaving behind in this god-forsaken land.

"Children, your father is weak and could not protect you, I beg for your forgiveness at least temporarily. When I take rulership under my grasp I will come back for both of you. May this heirloom protect you in our place...". As he took one last glance at his children and left the black claw behind, tears of blood came out of his eyes.

Tears of blood would only appear under extreme despair and grief (*cough* sharingan *cough*), yet at this moment they were seeping out like water from an old tap, drop by drop falling on the ground.

Everywhere the drop of blood fell, the plants in the surroundings would wilt and bloom again as if under the continuous cycle of life and death caused by the tears of blood.

For heavenly beings, blood was something extremely rare because in their bodies Spiritual Energy replaced the blood as it was what allowed them to live almost eternally. As long as they had Spiritual Energy in their veins, their body could recover at a much faster rate than mere humans - some would even be reborn from ash like phoenixes.

The girl gripped her husband's hand tightly as both of them turned around with no intention of looking back ever again because they knew if they turned around once more there was no way they'd be able to leave - the heart was a fragile thing.

Yet they couldn't remain behind because their existence in this place stuck out like a sore thumb - they'd be found eventually.

But little did they know that on the male baby's face with ethereal dragon scales, a warm smile bloomed as he stared at the departing back of his parents.

"Father, mother, don't worry! I, Asura Ryuu, will eventually come for you even before you can come pick us up!"

"So that are our parents in this life, eh?", the familiar sweet voice dissipated Asura Ryuu's thoughts as it tickled his mind. It was the voice of his sister in this life, but she was actually Ryuu's lover - the girl from The Realm of Gods, the last living descendant of the Heavenly Devil tribe.

Yet in this life, she was bound not to be the devil but an angel, as the rainbow-colored thunderbolt brought her to this world while the pitch-black thunderbolt carried Asura Ryuu.

It would be logical if they swapped places - her being the black thunderbolt while he should be the rainbow-colored one, but since Asura Ryuu had her Spiritual Blood, it was natural that he inherited her abilities and the traits of her race, as well as her bloodline and since she had a spiritual bond with him, she naturally shared his characteristics as well - the starry tree which now had a multitude of colorful galaxies and rivers made of stars.

How could the babies converse though? Naturally they were not conversing physically but were talking with their Divine Sense - the power of their minds, something similar to telepathy.

But even if they didn't have that power they'd be able to understand each other perfectly because they shared the same origin now - the Heavenly Devil tribe's Spiritual Blood which contained many mysteries as well as the brother-sister relationship in this life.

The fate was smiling to the Tianlong tribe, evidently seen from the fact that their heirs were the craziest God and the ancient Devil from The Realm of Gods themselves...