[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-first-demonic-dragon":3,"chapter-first-demonic-dragon-first-demonic-dragon-chapter-580":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},1078428,1393,"Chapter 580 A Mother’s Plea","first-demonic-dragon-chapter-580",580,"\u003Cp>Inside of a rather large nordic longhouse, there was a young woman lying inside of a bedroom, tossing and turning underneath the covers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, whatever nightmare was occuring in her dream seemed to have finally gotten the best of her, as she awoke with a yelp and immediately paid the price.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She winced as she brought her arm to her heavily bandaged midsection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A subtle sickly feeling crossed over her face, ad she hobbled out of bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A small nightstand was stationed in her room with a mirror in front of it, and she could finally look at herself once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if some of the features she inherited from her father made her seem a tad bit masculine, she was still beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fair skin that was twinged with splashes of rosy pink, thick and wild auburn hair that fell down her back, and a pair of crystal blue eyes that were inherited from both her father and mother alike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As far as musculature went, Thrudd had attained a physique that would put men who'd been working out all their lives to shame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That couldn't be hidden just because she was covered in bandages from the sternum down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, she stood up and began the process she'd been repeating for the past few weeks now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever so gently, she picked up a pair of scissors and began snipping away her bandages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the last of the wraps fell to the ground, she stood nude in her room as she stared into the mirror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beginning right underneath her left breast, almost the entire left side of her body was covered in scarred, unsightly, black tissue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few spots were oozing a gross yellow pus, and one or two were even bleeding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flexing her back muscles, one large brown wing emerged in all it's glory, and another half wing emerged beside it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at herself in full… she couldn't help but cry silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because she knew that she was practically already dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black flames of the death dragon didn't seem to heal with time, prayer, or even magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Day by day, more and more of her body was being consumed by the black burns running across her stomach and leg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was weak, feverish, and she hadn't been able to cast magic to do so much as light a candle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even when in diapers she hadn't felt this helpless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She reached for a jar that sat on her nightstand and opened it delicately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside was a green ointment provided by Panacea of the greek pantheon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the only thing capable of slowing the spread of the necrosis, but it still wasn't stopping it completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thrudd wasnt sure how much time she had left, but this medicine was the only thing that she had that could give her more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever so delicately, she rubbed the salve all over the burns along her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She winced a bit from the tenderness, but the moments of cooling relief that she felt were ensuring that she wouldn't stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When all affected areas were glistening from the gelatin-like concoction, she grabbed more medical tape from her dresser and began wrapping herself up like a mummy once again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the moment she was almost fine, even if she still couldn't move around too wildly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She re-dressed herself in clothes that were not soaked through with sweat and wiped her face of tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when she was presentable did she finally step out of her room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To keep her father in good spirits, she tried not to appear so weak in front of him and forced herself to put on a smile so that he wouldn't worry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opening the door to her room, she hobbled outside to the common area where she cold usually find her father drinking or polishing his hammer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, right now he was nowhere to be seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The house was cold, and she could clearly smell the stench of alcohol in the air from her father's grieving process.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thrudd walked over to the empty fireplace and began piling wood inside, log by log.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Striking up a fire with two stones stationed by the opening, she sat in the empty chair by the fireplace and watched as the flames sparked to life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the room finally starting to warm up, Thrudd was actually beginning to feel rather comfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She closed her eyes thoughtfully as she absentmindedly ran her fingers over the arms of the chair she was sitting in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was her mother's favorite seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting here like this... it was hard to keep hit all together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So many narratives were flying around about Sif.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And naturally, she didn't want to believe a single one of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But day by day, the resentment she felt from being left alone in this dire time was fusing with mistrust caused by the harsh tales her father slung when drunk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She just wanted to know... was it all true after all?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thruddie?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thrudd's eyes flashed open and she practically jumped out of her skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whirling around, she found her mother standing right beside the dining room table; her hands shyly interlocked at her waist and an uncomfortable look on her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Y-You really shouldn't be up, sweet-\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stay back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sif had only taken one step forward when Thrudd lunged for one of the short swords hanging above the hearth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With trembling hands, she pointed the weapon at Sif as she continued to back away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"W-Where... have you been all this time? A-And don't lie to me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thrudd... you know that you don't need that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I-I don't know anything! S-Stop avoiding my question and answer me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm not avoiding anything, I just... I was in Abaddon's realm.\" Sif confessed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No words could have done more psychological damage to Sif at that moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An unconscious tear spilled down her face as she stared at her mother in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"T-They say... y-you have become his baby mother and that-\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I-I am no such.... I-It's complicated!\" Sif yelled with a red face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Eh?\" In all of the hundreds of years that Thrudd had known her mother, she had absolutely never seen her make an expression quite like that one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sif seemed to recognize that she had lost her composure and she straightened her hair as she tried to regain some sense of normalcy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A-Anyway... I have in no way broken my commitment to your father. Abaddon only kidnapped me because we had a... mutual interest.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, Thrudd's eyes were on the verge of rocketing out of her skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Y-You were kidnapped..? So the dragon god's reach extends even here?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sif had gotten so used to living in Tehom that she had forgotten just how afraid people really were of Abaddon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was hard to see him as this big bad figure when she had watched him and his daughters sing 'Aladdin' as a duet and witnessed him take bodyshots off his wife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thrudd... I would like for you to come with me.\" Sif finally said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"C-Come with you..?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes. Abaddon can make you better and probably even give you back your wing if you'll only-\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Y-You are asking me to betray the Aesir.. to betray the alliance!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, dear, I am not asking you to do anything of the sort. I just ask for you to come with me so that we can make you all better.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, Sif began closing the distance between herself and Thrudd while ignoring the gleaming sword being pointed at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please dear... remember who I am. Have I ever tried to steer you wrongly? Ever given you reason to distrust me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thrudd didn't want to admit it to herself, but her mother was the most upstanding woman that she knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could be slightly strict sometimes, and even a little vain, but most nordic gods were like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But above all, her mother had absolutely never tried to mislead her or steered her into making the wrong decisions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of that alone, she wanted to trust her mother and follow her, at least to sate her curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And she also desperately wanted to be healed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Please, mother... Don't make me a traitor.\" Thrudd pleaded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I would never.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Sif got close enough to Thrudd to gently push aside the sword being thrust into her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Keeping her daughter's injuries in mind, she embraced her gently, but it was one of the most meaningful and warm hugs that she had ever been given in her life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of metal clanging to the floor rang out as Thrud dropped her blade and returned her mother's hug in kind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'We need to go now.' Zheng reminded from the shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, right!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"N-Nothing. Do you have anything that you need, my child? We're about to go on a little bit of an adventure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah... Will I need my mace?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sif smiled at her daughter beautifully as she cupped her daughter's face in her hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My brave girl.. please know that I will never take you anywhere that you could fall victim to harm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if you would like to bring your weapon with you so that you will feel more comfortable, I will not attempt to dissuade you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thrudd wasn't sure how she was supposed to feeling this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somehow, her mother just seemed warmer, more compassionate, and… vulnerable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to say that Sif was not those things before, but again, Nords are famously strict.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Are you sure you are my mother?\" She asked suspiciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where in the world did that come from??\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"N-Nowhere.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rolling her eyes, Sif started to head to Thrudd's room to retrieve her mace and shield when suddenly she heard her daughter ask a question that she wasn't prepared for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are we taking father with us..?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sif immediately froze in her tracks; unable to look at her daughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a while she wondered what words to use to get her point across, but eventually she just elected for the honest approach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I wish that we could, but… your father will not see reason where we are going.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He will act erratically and likely get himself killed in the process.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I'm bringing you and your brother because I believe that you two will listen and understand the frivolity of this war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps then… can come back and try to convince him together. And spare many lives in the process.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thrudd was loved by both her parents tremendously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, she was under no false pretenses about their relationship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her father was a rambunctious man, and saw her mother the same way that one might see a prized trophy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Sif was a textbook dutiful wife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She did things for her husband because she felt that it was her role, not because she loved him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Never once had Thrudd seen them being openly affectionate with each other, unless of course one counted the nights Thor drunkenly pulled her into their room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she certainly didn't see it as such.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thrudd honestly didn't even know if her mother had ever even been in love before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The combination of all of these thoughts made her remember Thor's latest series of drunken ramblings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Have you… broken your covenant with father? Have you lie in bed with our enemy..?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thrudd could not see it, but Sif's ears went red at the thought of lying in bed with Abaddon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have no-\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please, be honest with me, mother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sif swallowed her pride and turned around to tell her daughter something that she hadn't had the courage to tell anyone before now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I truly have not slept with him, nor have I engaged in anything close to that nature with him… But there is not a day that goes by where I do not wish to.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What..?\" Thrudd asked hollowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I hated him at first, the same as… well, everyone else. But through circumstances you will learn later, I ended up spending a great deal of time with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He is infuriating, at sometimes thoughtless, and at others a saint. He is intoxicating…carefree, gentle, and even amusing… though I will die before I tell him that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I cannot begin to explain the strange impulses he fills me with, or the fantasies I imagine when he calls my name affectionately. (Or that stupid nickname)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I can say that even though it is wrong and I never meant for it to happen, I have fallen in love with him. And I can't do anything about it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>- Inside of Sif's shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ninja man, are you going to tell the master about this?!\" Camazotz asked impatiently. \"He must know!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng plucked the bat out of his hair and stuck him headfirst in the breast pocket of his vest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not unless he should ask… I will simply pray that he forgives me for my transgressions if he ever learns the truth.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",2136,"2026-06-03T10:36:52.882Z","2026-06-03T10:36:53.620Z",1,"novelbin.me","f7dfbba5d6e8fdaa30aa554e4d90f70c297f0387d2a1137fbe1050537438c06e","first-demonic-dragon-chapter-779","first-demonic-dragon-chapter-778",1284,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffirst-demonic-dragon-cover.jpg"]