[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-first-demonic-dragon":3,"chapter-first-demonic-dragon-first-demonic-dragon-chapter-539":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","First Demonic Dragon",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1078159,1393,"Chapter 539 Turning Point…","first-demonic-dragon-chapter-539",539,"\u003Cp>\"...This is really stupid.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I already told you that it would be though, peach?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not this stupid!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Currently, Abaddon and Gabbrielle were on one of the abandoned planets taken from Yaldabaoth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the middle of a large empty field, the dragon god was encased in a small translucent box of unbreakable spacial magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gabbrielle was standing safety outside of it, wearing the meanest, and cutest scowl that her father had ever seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I know that I often tell you that you should not do something, but this is something you truly should not do.\" She reaffirmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But think of the potential gains!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Think of erasing yourself and leaving all of my mothers as widows.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, Abaddon did become slightly more serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kneeled down inside of the barrier and placed his hand up against the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His daughter mimicked this action, and placed her little hand over his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gabbrielle... your mothers are my everything, as are you and your siblings. No matter what happens or what odds I have to defy, I will never leave you all behind. Can you have faith in me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gabbrielle took a moment to think about it, and Abaddon waited patiently for her response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...You had better keep your word.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I always do, peach.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abaddon and Gabbrielle pressed their foreheads against the barrier and held them there for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Gabbrielle was finally ready to let her father go, she backed away while trying to suppress her sad gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abaddon gave her one final reassuring smile before he eventually turned away from her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And she, knowing that this would not be a painless endeavor, turned her head away to prevent herself from breaking down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She crossed her little legs and sat down with her back facing her father's.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And finally, Abaddon began his endeavor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He started by pulling out his fabled spark that was cracked, but still radiant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To fix it, you can't use anything inferior or that can't hold it's power...\" Gabbrielle said. \"Anything you use must be truly powerful and touched by the creator.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abaddon nodded, already knowing what he was going to use.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Touching his chest, he pulled several items out of his soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first, was the true death. The sword capable of eviscerating the existence of anything beneath the primordial level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second were his divinities. Rebellion, Destruction, Order, Chaos, Nature, Stories, Sex, Monsters, and Desire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next, he removed about a pint of his golden blood; which he had been told contained the horrible power of non-existence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Father... I love you very much.\" Gabbrielle suddenly said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abaddon tried not to become choked up by her sudden show of affection, and he took a moment before he could respond back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I love you too, peach. This'll all be over before you know it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Abaddon covered all of his materials into pure, refined magical energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking a deep breath, he began intricately using the materials to fill the cracks within his fabled spark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the reaction was instantaneous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The unequaled jewelry reacted vibrantly, and struck Abaddon with a wave of power unlike any he had ever experienced before, and it came in constant waves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first wave forced his back against the barrier and melted the clothes on his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luckily he took his wedding rings off before doing this or they probably would have been damaged too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second wave began to melt his skin and hair, and he started to feel a mounting pressure on his soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The third wave boiled his flesh and nearly knocked him unconscious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fourth exposed his diamond bones in several places.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gritting his teeth, he used his brain's full capacity to focus on the task at hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To more efficiently seal the cracks, he combined his divinity of Order, Space, and Nature with Desire, in the hopes that unified they would make the alteration process less volatile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the midst of this, images flashed in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could see a great city made of white and silver; filled to the brim with citizens wearing white clothes and sporting wings from their backs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were all looking around in panic as their whole domain started to shake, and one angel that looked eerily familiar seemed to be staring directly at him...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fifth wave crushed his bones and began to vaporize them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was beginning to get hard to see, and speaking was a surefire impossibility now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took comfort in the fact that Gabbrielle couldn't hear him scream if his will ever gave out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with the arrival of the sixth wave, his body was completely destroyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he was unconcerned with this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After becoming a god, his regeneration was so unnatural that he could regenerate even if all of his physical body was obliterated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So long as his soul was in tact, that was all that mattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next, Abaddon used his melted down sword to heal another portion of the spark. .\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The millions upon millions of souls who were trapped inside of his blade screamed in agony as their essence was used to repair, and evolve, a power that was far beyond them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since it wasn't quite enough and Abaddon's soul was becoming more and more unstable, he added in the divinities of Stories and Monsters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time he could see... so many things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inhumans, one and all, along with flashes of their lives and memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With another crack repaired, Abaddon turned his focus to another despite the mounting pressure against his soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In another, smaller crack, he inserted the divinity of sex along with a few drops of his blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time... he felt like he saw too much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Orgies, lovey dovey sex, hateful sex, unsatisfying sex, clumsy handjobs, and more BDSM than he knew what to do with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he refused to lose focus, he retracted his gaze immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last, and largest crack was the one he had saved the bulk of his materials for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He combined Rebellion, Chaos, Destruction, and the remainder of his golden blood that had nearly evaporated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever so carefully, he began fusing their energies together before inserting them into the crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost immediately, the entire composition of the fabled spark seemed to change as it became a muddled black and white color.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at the moment where the final component was introduced, the seventh wave splintered his soul into countless golden shards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And all that he saw was darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within true nothingness, Abaddon was enlightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was inspired by a power that he wished to have, and one that he felt would make him unsurmountable, and give his family the protection that they needed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the power beyond life, above death, and defied explanation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he felt that it was fitting for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was just one problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This power was sentient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it seemed to already have an owner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment that Abaddon tried to take it, he died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no fight, no struggle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply died, completely and totally without even fighting back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was effectively erased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, something miraculous happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wrote himself back into existence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The divinity of rebellion isn't one that Abaddon got the chance to use a lot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or at all really.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He used it so little in fact that even he didn't know much about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But unbeknownst to him, it's true power shone through in moments like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When circumstances are impossibly dire, and it seems as though the world itself is written against him, Rebellion overturns the will of the universe, and gives himself a fighting chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It isn't an inevitable victory sort of ability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It only lasts as long as Abaddon has fighting spirit to burn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But from the moment that they are born, a dragon's rage is unending.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had enough fighting spirit to last him eons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he put every bit of it to use.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time after time again, Abaddon resurrected and tried to steal the power he so coveted, but failed in his effort all the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it didn't stop him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He forgot about everything, save for his family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His sole focus became consumption and overturning his fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the sole light against the darkness that was splintered time and time again, dispersing himself more and more at every instance of death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It took so very, very long...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But eventually, he got the sort of opportunity that he had been vying for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After having his soul destroyed so many times, enough of shards of him had been spread out throughout this terrible domain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So much so that it was no longer distinguishable which of them was which.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entities simply… molded into each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an impossible, unimaginable feat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abaddon tore apart the ancient ego of the entity while ignoring all of it's hate filled cries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After twelve billion years spent in constant conflict, the source of all dragons finally had his prize.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he was about to undergo a monumental metamorphosis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gabbrielle was utterly horrified the moment that she felt her father's soul disappear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She immediately stood up and started banging on the walls of the barrier like she was trying to break it down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"F-Father..? Father!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears started to stream down her face as her little fist repeatedly stuck the glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"G-Gabbrielle!? Where's your father?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayaana appeared in a bolt of lightning and it was easy to tell that she was already in a panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gabbrielle didn't even know how to look at her mother, and she simply cried as she pointed at the barrier with her small hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayaana started to devolve into a state of despair and mayhem as well, but at that moment she felt a hand on her shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking behind her back, she found a woman that she didn't recognize staring at the barrier with a serious look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, with the familiar clothes and the older man standing behind her, she knew who it was immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A-Asherah..?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fret not, my children...It is not what you think.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"W-What? Y-You mean that he's not dead, right..?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Asherah's brow crinkled, and for the first time in eons she was at a loss for words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You what?! Spit it out, please!!\" Gabbrielle begged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I cannot say for certain what Abaddon has just done... but I do know for certain that he is not dead.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Yesh raised a single hand to point inside of the barrier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fabled spark that he had given Abaddon was glowing with five different colors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was a pinkish violet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another was a mass of dark blues and flecks of gold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other was a muddled brownish red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The final two were the brightest and most ominous, with one being such a pitch black that it was indescribable, and the other a blinding white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, the spark thrummed with a low and melodic hum, and a shell began to form around it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girls watched as an egg the size of a large dog crate formed around their husband and dropped to the ground harmlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wiping her face, Gabbrielle smiled as she laughed hysterically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You were right, father... You did it..!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayaana on the other hand was still confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What exactly did he do...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yesh touched his chest under his robe; somehow equally as surprised as everyone else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'He stole something from me... and he... I don't know.'\u003C\u002Fp>",1892,"2026-06-03T10:36:47.475Z","2026-06-03T10:36:49.669Z",1,"novelbin.me","abb08966d55ffb1dd520cf3b6ee085f657d69afc9432ae9bdfd4815b60cbc2e4","first-demonic-dragon-chapter-540","first-demonic-dragon-chapter-538",1284,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffirst-demonic-dragon-cover.jpg"]