Extra: Race Zaphiel Dawn (1)

"Have you ever thought about having Kids?" Rachel asked Gaze to Which she replied immediately.

"No"

"…." Rachel Turned her body around to lean up and stare at Gaze from the Couch she laid on. "Motherhood is an-"

"I don't like Children"

"So, it's the same as saying you don't like having Sex"

Gaze dropped her stack of paperwork to the side and just stared at Rachel.

"Where did that come from?" Gaze asked with a slight frown.

"I see so you never done it."

"And, Why is that important to you?"

"I thought you would have given up your place to a descendent"

"So, you think I should procreate to keep the kingdom going."

"Well….." Rachel sighed. "Eventually you must, maybe not for a long time now. But, someday. I think you'll understand what I mean by the time you think about having one."

"…." Gaze folded her arms.

"Besides, I don't think you can take intimacy well."

"How, So?��

"With that kind of thing, Gaze, it's more of you are innocent and prideful. I am Okay with letting a man on top, but you are not so willing. And with you being Innocent in the sheets-"

"Okay, Stop. Too much."

"See this is what I mean, S**, is a need. The act of it is not just for reproducing but it is also a social one. You are straying from this is telling me that your still not ready. Gaze, do not let my memories keep you from having the experience."

This Conversation was also just one of the many they had, Gaze looked at the blue-haired and blue-eyed youth who descended from the blue-blooded Race. At this point in time the world they live on is expected to collapse. She understands now that she would be living the red race.

Many High priest where also trained for this event to take leadership. However, that is not where the problem lives. In their bible for leaving a world, an appointed Vessel or High priest must take any leftover energy implanted by them.

In this case, the high priest did take the leftover energy, but, their was still an enormous amount left. Gaze could solve this by taking it in herself, but she also knows her limits. Not even she can take all of it in without backlash.

The vessels and the high Priest, that where trained also took in what leftover energy they could. But it still was not enough. And they where running out of time, the only valid solution she could come up with was a child born from her and a bloodline that produces talented high priest.

Which is the person before her.

"Follow me" Gaze said standing up from her throne, everyone had left the Palace, and it was just those two. The blue-haired young man's name was Marlowe Otane with a semi-flushed face, he trailed behind her.

The bedroom was beautifully decorated for a romantic night, Gaze looked at it with a blank stare while Marlowe was completely red in the face. He seemed to be conflicted and lost in his inner thoughts.

Gaze also may have looked blank but inwardly she seemed embarrassed.

"Well…" Gaze silently gulped, as her white dress, glowed into particles of light and turned into a white blanket which she held in front of her. She faces slightly flushed. "We should get stared." She said with a serious voice.

But it was sad with her embarrassed face.

Marlowe was even more nervous now, but he nodded as he ever so gently went forward and took Gaze to the large bed. She does not really any memories regarding the lives of her other self-other than her own as Ise and Rachel's memories in her human life.

She isn't really experienced in that sort of topic and honestly it still embarrasses her. Rachel's life was also a turn off for her, so it, gave her more of an excuse not to do such a thing. Now that the situation deems it necessary, she wished she had some more knowledge it.

She should be glad that Marlowe did everything he could not to hurt her, but then again, she doesn't feel pain.

After a year had passed and Marlowe, got to hold his newborn Son with delight. Gaze sat back with an exhausted and tired face, she looked paler than usual. When her pregnant was confirmed, Marlowe was crowned as King and her husband.

She pushed her hair back, the name given to him by Marlowe, Gaze had him name the baby. Which he immediately had been going through the months trying to decide.

In the end he came up with Race Zaphiel Dawn.