The Supreme’s Daughter

Ariella had a pained expression on her face. It was a look of struggle, a struggle so intense that her heart and soul seem to be on the verge of splitting into two.

Her soul was shivering in a corner while the foreign part of it, dark gold in color, grew stronger and stronger.

Ariella's mind is being attacked by memories not her own, that want to change her soul. Maybe because the owner was too far away, she was able to endure.

However, the more she endures, the worst the clash of memories becomes.

Flowing in her veins; was the blood so hot and demonic, it could only belong to a Demon King.

The blood contained memories of its previous owner; however, since the memories had no will of its own, it subconsciously affected anything around, her.

If this continues, she will become a copy of the person the blood belongs to, both physically and spiritually.

While born a horned snake, Ariella wasn't a simple beast. She is someone from a powerful family background, and though she wasn't looked upon fondly, she didn't fear much.

People can attack her if they want, even kill her; it's just that they would follow her to the World of Death.

It is not that she is valuable, it's because of what she represent.

She is the four thousand nine hundred and fourteen children of the Five Color Dragon Monarch, The Divine Lord. This title is very noble and well respected, even though she was like a chicken in a flock of swans.

The Five Color Dragon Monarch is one of the strongest beings inside of Dominion, being the peak of the Demigod stage. He can fight the True Gods, even defeating them.

The Five Color Dragon Monarch is the ruler of the Howling Waste, the ruler of beasts. Even the lords of the three other beast races had to lower themselves at the Five Color Dragon Monarch feet, as he was the Divine Lord, the protector of beasts, their only shield against the gods.

However, in his rule, the Five Color Dragon Monarch had made two mistakes that he regretted to this day.

Firstly, not being able to aid the Sunbirds against the coalition of gods.

Secondly, failing to find ways to increase the population of the dragon race.

The Five Color Dragon Monarch fails as a ruler at not having vast amounts of dragons. He had no choice but to mate with other races to increase the number of dragon kinds. The stronger these diluted dragon users become the more likely they are to transform into true dragons.

This meant, while she was not a pure bloodline member of the dragon race, her bloodline was one of, if not the noblest bloodline in Dominion.

The dragon race is a divine race, superior to gods in every aspect.

Even gods with their divine bloodlines would be hard-pressed to win a contest of bloodlines with the dragon race.

The dragon race, along with the other three beast races, are creatures shrouded in mystery as neither the world nor Goddess of Life created them.

Ariella went through changes with the blood, she was excited by two things she never expected to happen.

Firstly, the blood causes her dragon bloodline to fully awaken, giving her a dragon form. After awakening her bloodline, the blood started to look for an outlet and began to converge on her horn, turning it pitch black with the aura of destruction.

However, after her dragon bloodline awakened, the blood seemed dissatisfied and began to change her bloodline to a more noble and powerful one.

So, while she had a dragon form, in essence, she was no longer of dragon descent; but whatever the blood belonged to.

Her soul also underwent a special change. When she was a horned snake, her soul was something she had never seen, so she can't be sure of what change took place.

With her new strength, she saw her soul for the first time and was amazed and scared.

She was amazed at how beautiful her soul was.

Her soul looks like a beautiful woman with long black hair that reaches her butt. Her eyes were golden like solar suns burning brightly, illuminating the skies. She had large breasts that wanted to escape the confines of the restricting clothes. She was wearing a white one-piece dress, which stuck to her body like glue, showing off her perfect figure.

The woman had a kind smile that adorned her face, bringing one the feeling of warmth but also evilness. However, the woman's kind expression shattered when she noticed two black wings at her waist and horns on her head.

What scared and amazed her, was that she looked 90% like her; only younger and immature.

Ariella immediately inferred that this was her soul form. This image was someone who exists a vast distance away, which would explain why the person couldn't sense her, which would explain why she was alive.

This made Ariella realize that Ainz had probably made a mistake with the blood, and gave her the blood of someone he loved instead. This would mean she was not the child of the Five Color Dragon Monarch, but the child of this woman and Ainz? She wasn't sure. However, that would explain why he was so loving and awkward when around her. He probably didn't know if he should accept her as his own or not.

Ariella had gained an immense amount of benefit just by following Ainz for a couple of days and developed some affection towards him.

The affection was deeper than what she felt for the Five Color Dragon Monarch, which wasn't hard since she never met the Divine Lord.

What she felt for Ainz was the feeling between a father and a daughter.

While the feeling was forced on her, she was willing to accept the sentiments since she longs for a relationship like this.

She had no feelings or love for the Five Color Dragon Monarch, as he had too many kids, meaning, he never heard of her.

The Divine Lord had only met a giant python, before having sex with it, leaving after the deed, to fertilize more eggs.

As she waited for Ainz to return, she felt a chill down her spine as if some predator was looking at her, making her frown in confusion.

When was there a creature so powerful in the surroundings? One that was powerful enough to take her as prey?

Was it because she didn't have the deterring draconic aura?

It doesn't matter, as long as she doesn't move, she will not be harmed.

Ainz had boosted the durability of the barrier and she had no reason to doubt it.

Ariella put her feelings aside as she looked at the mountain Ainz entered, as she felt the aura of dread and doom around it.

This feeling was similar to what happened when he used his magic.

All of a sudden, the skies turned black, with a door that seemed to lead to the World of the Dead [1].

From the door, a creature that seems to be able to cover the skies with its hand appeared.

He cast a gaze full of disdain into the distance as if looking down on the world or was looking at someone.

The land beneath his feet turned into an area of death and decay. The aura of death increased by over ten times that the fire elements in the surroundings started to disappear. They had died.

From her position, Arielle could see the creature kneeling before Ainz, before disappearing into the mountain.

A couple of minutes passed and everything seemed to be going well, until Arielle felt her heart go cold.

Placing her hand on her eyes, she was confused why there were tears.

She seems to have lost something important, which made her look at the place Ainz is and connect the dots.

"These are not my feelings but the blood affecting me." Arielle could tell the blood was grieving but she herself was not sad. While she likes Ainz, she would not cry for someone she just met.

It was just a pity, she was just accepting the fact she got a powerful dad and now he is dead.

Just as she was about to leave, a man emerged from nowhere in front of her, making her scared as she felt the same thing she felt from Ainz!

She felt that no matter what she did, it would not go well.

As she was pondering what to do, a bloodline connection emerged between the two, calming her down.

The man looked at her, seemingly looking for something but not finding it.

Frowning, the man's eyes pierce through her, looking at her inner soul, with surprise.

"Come, you will follow me from now on."

[1] The World of Death and the World of the Dead are one and the same.