I was more than ready to give everything for my wife: she was my shiny sun in the winter. I had more to chew on than other people could. She wanted me to have seven babies with her, which was not a problem for her due to her endless generation and vitality. Effectively, it was not a game for her in which she got to tell us that it could work. In essence, it represented what I wanted to do with her.
First, I spent the following day on the flat terrain creating a huge fortress around the house as if were the magical beans where I put a lot of Tuatha Dé Danan fairies to nurture the tree of wisdom in my garden, giving consciousness to each part of the garden. It was like giving a power to a child: they used to call me daddy.
Slowly rising from the ground, the fortress's walls were made of story and memory rather than just stone. As if the Logos itself were forcing its breath into the foundation, Karl's blocks seemed to resonate with resonance. Each step the Tuatha Dé Danann fairies took sowed consciousness into the ground as they flitted about, their wings glimmering like bits of aurora. Once-spreading trees now gazed back at Karl with green eyes, muttering in unison, "Papa, we live… we see… we grow."
The garden was sentient, not only alive.
Elarine
(sinking into Karl's arms, her voice trembling with affection)
"HUH… Daddy is so handsome. Let Elarine give you a hug. I see you have a bloodline of a powerful dragon. But why did PAPA create me? I mean, it is like papa could tell me what we could do for this place to be more lively. HUH? Papa is married. Elarine wanted to marry PAPA. Anyway, I should tell PAPA that Morigan may have noticed our existence."
Karl brushed her hair gently, not as a lover, but as a father binding loyalty.
Jenika
(her huge boobs bounce, almost tired )
"WOW! This is my new house. I should continue the most beautiful of cosmic stars. Still, Jenika feels at home. I wanna see mommy. Huh.. Daddy is here and wants to caress Jenika. I always wanted to see how beautiful of a world I could see. Jenika wants to give birth to the babies of your babies. I will take care of your wives children. I know she is sleeping in your house. What a beautiful woman! She will never be recreated by the logos again. Yet, she somehow can feel even when being asleep. Why does a woman love so much? I guess most of them want men to be manipulated. Huh… Daddy, will you caress Jenika, even if just to bless me? I don't want to steal from Mommy… only to protect her children. I will be their guardian. I will hold them when the night turns cruel. But why, Daddy, why does love cut so deep? Women love, but often they bind. Some want to chain men, to make them puppets of their own longing. Jenika refuses that. Jenika will serve."
Karl smiled faintly, seeing in Jenika's words both devotion and danger.
Merlina
(her eyes shimmering like broken stars stitched together in golden fire and azure ice)
"HAHAHA! This universe will tremble before me. I guess most people do not get what I was trying to hint at. Pater is smart as fuck, but honestly, I should create my own empire. I mean, it is like the significance of pater has shown me that most of them are not what they expect. She might be tracking us now. I know it to be a game for her in which many people do not survive. Instead, they get toyed with. I have been able to have an approximation. So, pater should be waiting for her in three days. I guess she can break through the ancient vein of trees"
Karl Omega Yang touched the ground and let the heat from his dragon blood to seep into the ground. Like a heart beginning to beat, the stronghold began to throb again. Together, the fairies' innocent voices resounded as they knelt:
"Papa, lead us. The entire globe is observing.
partly to them, partly to the Logos, Karl muttered:
This stronghold will be the flame at night if Sophia is the sun in the winter. Allow them to arrive. Let me be tested by Morrígan. Allow the pantheons to murmur. I refuse to fall for love, Logos, and the kids.