I woke up early, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. Today was the day I would go fetch Eriolix again, hoping he could help Father with the humans inside his belly.
The sky was still a deep shade of indigo, with the stars twinkling like diamonds scattered across the fabric of the universe. The air was crisp and cool, carrying the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the distant smell of saltwater.
I stretched my small body, giving a good yawn to signal the start of my day. I was still nestled under Father's wing, where I had fallen asleep the night before.
I peeked out from under Father's wing, looking at Mother and Father and all my younger siblings, who were still fast asleep, exhausted from the events of the previous day.
I looked at Father's belly, still swollen from the humans inside, and felt a pang of worry. I took a deep breath, shaking off the sleepiness. I had a job to do.
I carefully placed my head against Father's belly, listening intently. The squirming had stopped, but I could hear the faint sound of multiple heartbeats. It was a strange yet fascinating sound.
I listened for a moment, trying to make sense of the rhythmic beats. It was almost like music, a symphony of human heartbeats echoing from within Father's belly.
I thought for a moment and had an idea. "I bet that Father stomach can handle fire, and he did say he has a strong stomach after all"
I pondered my idea, wondering if it could be the solution to Father's problem. If Father's stomach could handle fire, maybe it could also handle the humans inside him. But how could I get fire into Father's stomach without harming him?
I looked around, trying to think of a way to safely introduce fire into Father's belly.
Just as I was about to slip out from under Father's wing, I heard a faint stirring from my younger siblings. They were starting to wake up, and I knew I had to be quick and quiet if I wanted to sneak out undetected.
I froze, holding my breath as I watched my siblings start to stir. Lyriath, Vyraxys, and Nyxoria were the first to wake up, rubbing their eyes and yawning. Lyrixa, Kaidorix, and Kieraxys were still fast asleep, but I knew it was only a matter of time before they woke up too.
A few seconds they wake up and saw that I was also awake they all get up and walk towards me.
Lyriath looks father worried "it seem these humans are still alive, huh?" I nodded,
"Unfortunately, yes," I replied, trying to keep my voice low so as not to wake up the rest of my siblings. "I can still hear their heartbeats. I'm going to try and help Father, but I need to be careful."
Lyriath's navy-blue and dark red scales seemed to darken even further as he frowned, his eyes filled with concern. "Be careful, Tharros. We don't know what those humans are capable of."
I nodded, feeling a surge of determination. "I will, Lyriath. I promise."
I looked at them and said, "What I'm going to do, you have to promise me you won't be against my idea to help Father from these human inside his stomach"
Lyriath's expression turned skeptical, and he exchanged a wary glance with Vyraxys and Nyxoria, who were now fully awake and listening intently.
"What is it, Tharros?" Lyriath asked, his voice laced with caution. "What are you planning to do?"
Vyraxys, ever the curious one, leaned in closer, his dark bronze scales glinting in the morning light. "Yeah, tell us, Tharros. We promise we won't be against your idea... unless it's completely crazy, that is."
Nyxoria, on the other hand, looked at me with a serious expression, her amethyst scales shimmering with concern. "Tharros, we'll support you, but please, be careful. We don't want anything to happen to Father or to you."
I take a deep breath. "Father seems to use on himself of his sleeping gas skill just like he did to me and all of you guys remember, except Kieraxys mother didn't lay Kieraxys egg at that time"
Lyriath's eyes widened in surprise, and Vyraxys let out a low whistle. "Whoa, you think Father used his sleeping gas on himself?" Lyriath asked, his voice filled with incredulity.
Nyxoria nodded thoughtfully, her amethyst scales glinting in the morning light. "It makes sense, actually. Father's sleeping gas is powerful. If he used it on himself, it could help him cope with the pain and discomfort of having those humans inside him."
Vyraxys looked at me with a curious expression. "But what's the plan, Tharros? How are you going to help Father?"
I took another deep breath, steeling myself for what I was about to reveal. "I'm going to try and introduce fire into Father's stomach," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
I sigh. "Me to Kaidorix are 4 years old, and Kieraxys, the youngest, is lest then a year old, so!"
Lyriath's expression turned serious, and he nodded in understanding. "So, we're the older ones, and we need to take care of the younger ones, especially Kieraxys, who's still just a hatchling."
Vyraxys's dark bronze scales seemed to darken even further as he frowned, his eyes filled with concern. "And Father's condition is getting worse. We need to do something to help him and fast."
Nyxoria's amethyst scales shimmered with determination. "We'll support you, Tharros. Whatever you need to do to help Father, we'll be here for you."
I shook my head. "NO"
Lyriath's expression turned confused, and he took a step back, his navy-blue and dark red scales seeming to fade slightly. "What do you mean, Tharros? We're trying to help."
Vyraxys's frown deepened, his dark bronze scales glinting with concern. "Yeah, Tharros, we're on your side. What's going on?"
Nyxoria's amethyst scales lost some of their shimmer, and she looked at me with a puzzled expression. "Tharros, why are you saying no? We want to help Father."
I looked at my siblings, feeling a mix of emotions. I knew they wanted to help, but I also knew that what I was about to do was risky, and I didn't want them to get hurt.
I take another deep breath "I'm going to go and get inside Father mouth and transformed into my cyberdragon form and use these things called guns and transformed back to my original form and burn and do whatever it take to eliminate them!"
Lyriath's eyes widened in shock, and he took a step back, his navy-blue and dark red scales seeming to fade slightly. "Tharros, are you insane?!" he exclaimed, his voice barely above a whisper.
Vyraxys's dark bronze scales glinted with alarm, and he shook his head. "Tharros, that's crazy! You can't just go inside Father's mouth and start shooting things!"
Nyxoria's amethyst scales lost their shimmer, and she looked at me with a worried expression. "Tharros, please don't do this. It's too dangerous. What if you get hurt? What if you hurt Father?"
I sigh "look they father will deal the pain even more if I didn't go and kill them"
Lyriath's expression turned grim, and he nodded slowly. "I understand what you're saying, Tharros. If those humans are still alive inside Father, they could cause even more damage and pain."
Vyraxys's dark bronze scales seemed to darken even further as he frowned, his eyes filled with concern. "But, Tharros, you're talking about going inside Father's mouth and using guns. That's a huge risk. What if something goes wrong?"
Nyxoria's amethyst scales shimmered with worry, and she reached out with a claw, placing it gently on my shoulder. "Tharros, we trust you, but please, be careful. We don't want to lose you or Father."
Kieraxys ran and hugged and said, "What if you are trapped and get digested with them!"
I felt a pang in my heart as Kieraxys's words struck a chord. I looked down at my little sibling, who was clinging to me with tears in his eyes.
I gently hugged Kieraxys back, trying to reassure him. "I'll be careful, little one. I promise. I'll make sure to get in and out quickly, and I won't let Father's stomach digest me."
But despite my reassurances, Kieraxys's words had planted a seed of doubt in my mind. What if I did get trapped? What if Father's stomach acid was too strong, and I couldn't escape?
All my siblings see the point on what Kieraxys just said
I looked around at my siblings, seeing the concern and fear etched on their faces. Lyriath's navy-blue and dark red scales seemed to fade slightly, while Vyraxys's dark bronze scales appeared duller than usual. Nyxoria's amethyst scales lost their shimmer, and even Kaidorix's forest green scales seemed muted.
It was clear that Kieraxys's words had struck a chord with all of them. They were all thinking the same thing: what if I didn't make it back?
The room fell silent, with only the sound of our heavy breathing breaking the stillness. I knew I had to say something to reassure them, but the words caught in my throat.
Lyriath said in worry, "Tharros, maybe we should think of another way to help Father," Lyriath said, his voice laced with worry. "Going inside his stomach is just too risky. What if we can't get you out in time? What if...what if something happens to you?"
I smiled. "If that happened, just continue your life OK"
My siblings looked at me, shocked by my response. Lyriath's expression turned from worried to stunned, while Vyraxys's eyes widened in disbelief. Nyxoria's face fell, and Kaidorix looked like he had been punched in the gut. Kieraxys, still clinging to me, started to whimper.
"Tharros, don't say that," Lyriath said, his voice shaking. "We can't just continue our lives without you. You're our brother, our family. We need you."
I looked at my siblings, seeing the fear and concern etched on their faces. I realized that I had to reassure them, to make them understand that I was doing this for Father, for our family.
Kieraxys hold me even more tightly
I wrapped my claws around Kieraxys, holding him close as he buried his face in my scales. I could feel his tiny body shaking with sobs, and my heart went out to him.
"Shh, little one," I whispered, trying to comfort him. "I'll be okay. I promise. I'll go help Father and come back to you."
Kieraxys's grip on me tightened, and he looked up at me with tear-stained eyes. "P-promise?" he stammered.
I nodded, trying to reassure him. "I promise, Kieraxys. I'll come back to you."
Kieraxys let me go. "If I don't survive and I do, in fact, get digested, I should get started saying goodbye." I said
Kieraxys's face crumpled, and he let out a wail. Lyriath, Vyraxys, Nyxoria, and Kaidorix all looked at me with shock and sadness etched on their faces.
"No, Tharros!" Lyriath exclaimed, his voice shaking. "Don't say that! You're going to come back to us!"
Vyraxys took a step forward, his dark bronze scales glinting with determination. "Yeah, Tharros, we're not going to let you go without a fight!"
Nyxoria's amethyst scales shimmered with tears as she reached out to me. "Tharros, please don't say goodbye. We need you."
Kaidorix's forest green scales seemed duller than usual as he looked at me with tears in his eyes. "Tharros, you're my big brother. I don't want to lose you."
Kieraxys, still wailing, threw himself at me, wrapping his tiny claws around my leg. "No, Tharros! Don't go! Don't leave me!"
I ran to Father and waited for his mouth open
As I stood before Father, I could see the strain on his face, the pain and discomfort etched on his features. His stomach was still swollen, and I could hear the faint sounds of the humans moving inside.
I waited, my heart pounding in my chest, as Father slowly opened his mouth. His jaws parted, revealing the dark, cavernous interior of his mouth. I took a deep breath, steeling myself for what I was about to do.
With a burst of speed, I darted forward, flying into Father's open mouth. The darkness enveloped me, and I felt the warmth of Father's mouth surrounding me. I flew deeper, my scales glinting in the dim light, as I made my way towards Father's stomach.
I can see thousands of human sleeping men and women and children. I sighed, thinking away to eliminate them. I make sure not to enter right now
As I hovered outside Father's stomach, I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. The humans seemed too peaceful, too calm. It was as if they were waiting for something... or someone.
I decided to hold off on my attack, my cyberdragon senses on high alert. Instead, I focused on observing the humans, trying to understand what was going on.
Pov Aetherius
I lay there, my massive body still and quiet, unaware of the danger lurking within me. The humans inside my stomach continued to sleep, their gentle snores and soft movements a constant presence. I was oblivious to the fact that my son, Tharros, had entered my mouth and was now hovering outside my stomach, watching the humans with a calculating gaze.
My mind was foggy, my thoughts clouded by the pain and discomfort caused by the humans' presence. I was trapped in a state of torpor, unable to move or react. All I could do was wait, patiently, for something to change.
I see all my children except Tharros, and they seem worried. I ask, "Where is tharros?"
Pov Kaidorix
We all saw tharros go inside Father mouth to eliminate all the human, but none of us would tell him that he was in Father's stomach, may be right now
I looked around at my siblings, seeing the worry etched on their faces. Lyriath's navy blue and dark red scales seemed duller than usual, while Vyraxys's dark bronze scales appeared muted. Nyxoria's amethyst scales shimmered with concern, and Lyrixa's rose gold scales seemed to lose their luster. Kieraxys's copper scales looked dull, and he seemed on the verge of tears.
I hesitated, unsure of what to say. I didn't want to lie to Father, but I also didn't want to tell him that Tharros was inside his stomach, trying to eliminate the humans. That would only worry him more.
"Uh, I think Tharros went to... uh... scout out the surrounding area," I said finally, trying to sound convincing.
Father's albino scales seemed to gleam with skepticism, and I could tell he didn't believe me. But he didn't press the issue, and instead, he looked at us with a serious expression.
"I want you all to stay close to me," he said. "I don't want anyone to get hurt."
We all nodded, trying to reassure him. But I couldn't shake off the feeling that we were all in grave danger, and that Tharros's decision to go inside Father's stomach could have disastrous consequences.
Suddenly, we heard Mother's behind us. "That is a shame. I hope he goes and gets healer Eriolix again for your father dealing 2,743-10,000 humans inside of him and trying to burst out. " I nodded
Pov Aetherius
I turned my head, relieved to see Thyriatrix, my mate, approaching us. Her light green scales glistened in the dim light, and her voice was like a soothing balm to my frazzled nerves.
I felt a pang of guilt, knowing that I was still harboring thousands of humans inside me. I could feel them moving, stirring, and it was only a matter of time before they tried to escape again.
Thyriatrix's words were laced with concern, and I knew she was right. I needed Eriolix's help again, or else I risked losing control and letting the humans spill out of me.
I nodded, trying to convey my gratitude to Thyriatrix. I knew she would take care of everything, and that Tharros would... well, I didn't know what Tharros was up to, but I trusted him to do what was best for our family.
I thought to myself, "I don't feel them squirming inside of me, and I'm 100% sure they are sleeping' I sighed
I let out a slow breath, feeling a mixture of relief and confusion. The humans inside me were finally quiet, and I couldn't sense any movement or struggle. It was as if they had all fallen into a deep slumber.
I wondered if Tharros had somehow managed to sedate them, or if they had simply exhausted themselves from trying to escape. Whatever the reason, I was grateful for the reprieve.
But as I lay there, I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. The silence was eerie, and I found myself straining to hear any sound from within my stomach. The stillness was unnerving, and I couldn't help but wonder what was happening inside me.
Just as I was starting to feel a sense of unease, I heard a faint rustling sound coming from within my stomach. It was soft at first, but grew louder and more distinct. I tensed up, my scales bristling with anticipation.
The rustling sound was followed by a low humming noise, and I could sense a strange energy emanating from within my stomach. I didn't know what was happening, but I had a feeling that Tharros was somehow involved.
Suddenly, the humming noise stopped, and an eerie silence fell over me once again. I waited with bated breath, wondering what would happen next. And then, I heard a faint voice, echoing from within my stomach...
And I feel a lot of pain inside my stomach, and I roar in pain loudly
My roar echoed through the land, a deafening sound that shook the earth beneath me. My body convulsed in agony, my scales trembling with the intensity of the pain. I could feel the humans inside me, stirring once more, but this time it was different. This time, it felt like they were... exploding.
The pain was like nothing I had ever experienced before. It was as if my stomach was being torn apart from the inside out. I thrashed about, my massive body writhing in agony as I tried to escape the suffering.
My family gathered around me, their faces etched with worry and fear. Thyriatrix, my mate, rushed to my side, her light green scales glowing with a soft, soothing light. "Aetherius, my love, what's happening?" she cried, her voice trembling with concern.
But I couldn't answer. I was too busy screaming in pain, my roar echoing through the land as I struggled to endure the agony that was tearing me apart from the inside out.
Thyriatrix looks at our children "alright I don't know where tharros, and I need you, Lyriath, to get healer Eriolix here again to check on what these human are doing!" Lyriath nodded nervously
Lyriath's navy blue and dark red scales seemed to pale slightly as he nodded, his eyes wide with worry. "Y-yes, Mother," he stuttered, before turning to rush off towards the healer's den.
Vyraxys, Nyxoria, Lyrixa, Kaidorix, and Kieraxys all looked on, their faces etched with concern and fear. They knew that something was terribly wrong, and that Father's pain was only getting worse.
Thyriatrix turned to them, her light green scales glowing softly as she tried to reassure them. "Don't worry, my little ones," she said, her voice calm and soothing. "Healer Eriolix will be here soon, and we'll figure out what's going on. Your father will be okay."
But despite her reassuring words, the fear and uncertainty in her eyes were plain to see. She was worried, and she didn't know what was happening to me, or to Tharros.
Thyriatrix question to Kaidorix again "Kaidorix where is tharros?!"
Kaidorix answered, but it sounded like a lie. "He is playing.....outside"
Thyriatrix's eyes narrowed, her light green scales flashing with a hint of skepticism. She stared at Kaidorix, her gaze piercing as she tried to read his expression.
"Playing outside?" she repeated, her voice firm but controlled. "Kaidorix, I need to know the truth. Where is Tharros?"
Kaidorix's forest green scales seemed to pale slightly as he looked away, avoiding his mother's gaze. "I-I told you, Mother... he's playing outside," he stammered, but the conviction was gone from his voice.
Thyriatrix's expression turned stern, her eyes flashing with a warning. "Kaidorix, don't lie to me. I know you're hiding something. Tell me the truth, now."
Lyrixa interrupts "look over there. Lyriath is back with healer Eriolix!" And she isn't lying. Lyriath is back with healer Eriolix
Thyriatrix's stern expression softened slightly as she turned to look in the direction Lyrixa was pointing. She saw Lyriath and Healer Eriolix approaching, the healer's staff in hand and a look of concern on his face.
"Ah, thank the gods," Thyriatrix breathed, her light green scales glowing with a hint of relief. "Healer Eriolix, thank you for coming. Aetherius is... well, you'll see."
Healer Eriolix nodded gravely, his eyes fixed on me as he hurried over. "Let me guess the humans are still not digested yet?" Kaidorix nodded rather quickly
Healer Eriolix's eyes widened slightly as he looked at Kaidorix, then back at me. "I see," he said, his voice measured. "So, it's been only a day since Aetherius... ingested the humans."
Kaidorix nodded, looking around nervously. Healer Eriolix nodded thoughtfully, his eyes never leaving mine. "I had expected the humans to be digested by now," he said. "But since they're still inside him, it's possible that they're causing some kind of... disruption."
Thyriatrix's light green scales seemed to pale slightly as she watched Healer Eriolix approach me. "Be careful, Healer," she warned. "We don't know what's happening inside him."
Healer Eriolix nodded, his staff at the ready. "Don't worry, Thyriatrix. I'll do everything I can to help Aetherius. But I need to take a closer look."
Suddenly I super massive pain hit, and I roar in pain very loudly
My roar echoed through the land, a deafening sound that shook the earth beneath me. The pain was like nothing I had ever experienced before, a searing agony that felt like it was tearing me apart from the inside out.
Thyriatrix rushed to my side, her light green scales glowing with a soft, soothing light. "Aetherius, my love, what's happening?" she cried, her voice trembling with concern.
Healer Eriolix's eyes widened in alarm as he examined me. "It seems the humans inside him are... reacting," he said, his voice tight with urgency. "We need to act quickly, or risk losing him."
The children watched in horror, their eyes wide with fear. Lyriath took a step forward, his navy blue and dark red scales bristling with worry. "Father, no!" he cried, his voice cracking with emotion.
But I couldn't respond. The pain was too much, and I was consumed by a darkness that threatened to engulf me whole.
I yelled out, "I FEEL SOME FIRE AND MULTIPLE THINGS HITTING INSIDE MY STOMACH WALL!"
pov Lyriath
I thought to myself 'Tharros you please be careful in there'
I look at Father and the healer and mother and thought to myself,'I should not tell them only me and my siblings know about Tharros is inside Father stomach and eliminating all the human'
Pov Aetherius
I writhed in agony, my body convulsing as the fire and multiple impacts inside my stomach wall intensified. I could feel my scales burning, my flesh searing, and my internal organs straining under the pressure.
The pain was indescribable, a maelstrom of suffering that threatened to consume me whole. I roared again, my voice echoing through the land as I struggled to endure the torment.
Healer Eriolix's face was etched with concern as he examined me. "We need to act quickly," he said, his voice tight with urgency. "Whatever is happening inside him, it's causing catastrophic damage."
Thyriatrix's light green scales glowed with a soft, soothing light as she tried to calm me. "Aetherius, my love, hang on," she whispered, her voice trembling with fear.
But I couldn't respond. The pain was too much, and I was trapped in a living nightmare, unable to escape the agony that was devouring me from the inside out.
Pov Lyriath
I watched in horror as Father writhed in agony, his body convulsing with each passing moment. I could feel my own heart racing with fear, my navy blue and dark red scales bristling with worry.
I glanced around at my family, seeing the same fear and concern etched on their faces. Mother was trying to calm Father down, while Healer Eriolix was frantically examining him.
But I knew something they didn't. I knew that Tharros was inside Father's stomach, fighting against the humans. I had seen him slip inside, and I had been sworn to secrecy along with my siblings.
I felt a pang of guilt for not telling Mother or Healer Eriolix about Tharros. But I had promised to keep the secret, and I couldn't betray my brother's trust.
All I could do was watch and hope that Tharros would be able to eliminate the humans and escape Father's stomach before it was too late.
I watched in alarm as Father's belly began to slowly inflate, a faint humming noise emanating from within. The skin around his stomach started to take on a faintly purplish hue, and I could sense a strange, pungent odor wafting through the air.
"What's happening?" I whispered to myself, my mind racing with fear. 'Tharros, are you using your air elements? Are you trying to... blow them up?' I thought, a shiver running down my spine as I realized the implications.
Tharros, with his mastery of air elements, might be trying to eliminate the humans by inflating Father's stomach to the point of explosion. But what if it didn't work? What if Father's stomach burst, and... and... I couldn't even bear to think about it.
Pov Tharros
Now there is space let continue the Massacre, and I know they can't hear me from my father belly wall, so I transformed back to my cyberdragon and used my guns that came out of my cyberdragon body
I thought 'father I'm sorry about what I'm going to do'
Pov Aetherius
I felt a searing pain as the explosions ripped through my stomach, the shockwaves echoing through my body. I roared in agony, my scales burning with an intense heat.
The pain was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. It was as if my stomach was being torn apart from the inside out, the explosions causing my internal organs to rupture and bleed.
I felt my body begin to weaken, my strength fading with each passing moment. I knew that I was running out of time, and that if they didn't stop soon, I would surely perish.
Thyriatrix looks at me in horror and seems doesn't know what is going on
Thyriatrix's eyes were wide with terror as she stared at me, her light green scales seeming to pale in the fading light. She took a step back, her claws trembling as she gazed at my inflating stomach.
"Aetherius, what's... what's happening to you?" she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. She looked around frantically, as if searching for answers, but her eyes kept returning to my distended belly.
Healer Eriolix rushed to her side, his face etched with concern. "Thyriatrix, we need to act quickly," he urged. "Aetherius's stomach is... it's going to burst."
But Thyriatrix just shook her head, her eyes fixed on me in horror. "No, no, no... this can't be happening," she whispered, her voice cracking with fear.
Pov Lyriath
I thought,'I hope father saying he has a strong stomach wasn't a lie'
I watched in morbid fascination as Father's stomach continued to inflate, the skin stretching to alarming proportions. I could feel my own heart racing with fear, my navy blue and dark red scales bristling with anxiety.
'I hope Father's claim about having a strong stomach wasn't just a boast,' I thought to myself, my mind racing with worst-case scenarios. 'If his stomach bursts, it could be... catastrophic.'
I glanced around at my family, seeing the same fear and concern etched on their faces. Mother was frozen in horror, Healer Eriolix was frantically trying to come up with a solution, and Kaidorix and Lyrixa looked like they were about to pass out from fear.
I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. 'Tharros, please,' I thought, sending a silent plea to my brother. 'You have to make it stop. Father can't take much more.'
Pov Aetherius
I felt like I was being torn apart from the inside out. The intense pressure and agony inside my stomach were unlike anything I had ever experienced. My vision began to blur, and I felt my strength fading. I knew I couldn't hold on much longer. The pain was too intense, and I could feel my internal organs failing.
I tried to roar, to scream, to do anything to release the agony that was building inside me. But all that came out was a weak, strangled gasp.
I felt my body begin to shut down, my systems failing one by one. I knew I was running out of time, and that if whatever was happening inside me didn't stop soon, I would surely perish.
I looked around, trying to see what was happening, but my family's faces were distorted and unclear. I saw Thyriatrix's worried expression, Healer Eriolix's frantic movements, and my children's terrified faces. But I had no idea what was causing my agony.
I roar in pain
My roar echoed through the land, a deafening sound that shook the earth beneath me. The pain was too much to bear, and I felt my body begin to convulse, my scales burning with an intense heat.
Thyriatrix rushed to my side, her light green scales glowing with a soft, soothing light. "Aetherius, my love, hang on!" she cried, her voice trembling with fear.
Healer Eriolix's face was etched with concern as he examined me. "We need to act quickly," he urged. "Aetherius's stomach is... it's going to burst."
The children watched in horror, their eyes wide with fear. Lyriath took a step forward, his navy blue and dark red scales bristling with worry. "Father, no!" he cried, his voice cracking with emotion.
And I was here wondering where is tharros
I was too consumed by my own agony to even think about Tharros's whereabouts. But now that you mention it, I realized that I hadn't seen him since... yesterday night.
A faint sense of unease crept over me, but it was quickly overwhelmed by the intense pain that was still ravaging my body. I couldn't think about Tharros now; I could only focus on trying to survive this agony.
The pain was a relentless, crushing force that threatened to consume me whole. I felt like I was being torn apart from the inside out, my scales burning with an intense heat.
As I lay there, writhing in agony, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong. Tharros's absence weighed heavily on my mind, but I couldn't muster the strength to call out for him.
All I could do was endure the pain, and hope that somehow, someway, I would make it through this alive.
I thought,'My children they still need me, and Tharros will go in a depressing stage if I die he is the eldest, and yet he is 4 years old'
The thought of my children, especially Tharros, sent a surge of determination through me. I couldn't leave them, not now, not ever. Tharros, my eldest, was still so young, only 4 years old, and the thought of him growing up without me was unbearable.
I remembered the way Tharros looked up to me, the way he tried to emulate me, and the way he cared for his siblings. He was still so innocent, so full of life, and I couldn't bear the thought of him being consumed by grief and depression if I were to pass away.
With newfound resolve, I gritted my teeth and tried to push through the pain. I had to survive, for my children's sake, for Tharros's sake. I had to be there for them, to guide them, to protect them.
Suddenly, the pain stopped. I let out a sighed of relief
The sudden cessation of pain was a blessed relief, and I felt my body relax, my tense muscles easing as I let out a deep sigh. I lay there for a moment, savoring the silence, the stillness, and the absence of agony.
As I caught my breath, I slowly opened my eyes, looking around at my family, who were all staring at me with a mix of relief and concern. Thyriatrix was by my side, her light green scales glowing softly as she examined me.
Healer Eriolix was still nearby, his eyes fixed on me as he waited to see if the pain would return. The children were all watching me, their eyes wide with worry, but also with hope.
I tried to speak, to reassure them that I was okay, but my voice was weak, barely above a whisper.
I look at my children and questions, "Does any of you know where tharros have gone to?"
I looked at Kaidorix, my forest-green scaled son, as he spoke up, "Uh, I think Tharros went... um, to go find some food?" His voice trembled slightly, and his eyes darted around, avoiding mine.
I raised an eyebrow, my albino scales seeming to gleam in the light. Something about Kaidorix's answer didn't sit right with me. It sounded rehearsed, forced. I could sense that he was hiding something.
My gaze narrowed, and I pressed him, "Kaidorix, are you sure? You're not telling me everything, are you?"
Lyriath closed his eyes and shouted, "HE IS INSIDE YOUR STOMACH FATHER HE WENT THERE TO ELIMINATE HUMANS THAT IS WHY YOU FEEL A LOT OF PAIN! WE DIDN'T WANT TO WORRIED YOU OR MOTHER!"
I felt like I had been punched in the gut, my mind reeling from Lyriath's shocking revelation. Tharros, my eldest child, was inside my stomach? Eliminating humans? I couldn't wrap my head around it.
I stumbled backward, my albino scales seeming to lose their luster. I felt a wave of dizziness wash over me, and I had to struggle to stay upright.
Thyriatrix rushed to my side, her light green scales glowing with concern. "Aetherius, my love, are you okay?" she asked, her voice trembling.
I shook my head, still trying to process what Lyriath had just told me. "Tharros... inside me?" I whispered, my voice barely audible.
Lyriath opened his eyes, his navy blue and dark red scales seeming to darken with worry. "I'm sorry, Father. We didn't want to worry you or Mother. We thought it would be better if Tharros handled it himself."
I looked at Lyriath, then at Kaidorix, who was still looking guilty. I felt a mix of emotions: shock, worry, and a hint of pride. Tharros, my little Tharros, had taken it upon himself to protect our family.
But at what cost?
Healer Eriolix looked in shock and said, "I don't think I can't get him out of there, and there is a chance he might get digested." she said nervously
I felt a chill run down my spine as Healer Eriolix's words hung in the air. Digested? Tharros, my child, my eldest, could be digested inside my own stomach? The thought was too horrific to contemplate.
Thyriatrix's eyes widened in terror, and she clutched my arm, her light green scales seeming to pale. "No, no, no... we have to get him out," she whispered urgently.
I nodded, my mind racing with desperation. "We have to try," I agreed. "Healer Eriolix, is there anything we can do?"
Healer Eriolix hesitated, her eyes darting around nervously. "I... I can try to use a specialized enzyme to break down the stomach acid and create a safe passage for Tharros to exit," she suggested hesitantly. "But it's a risk, and there's no guarantee it will work."
I didn't hesitate. "Do it," I ordered, my voice firm. "We have to try."
Thyriatrix went to my side and lowered her head and said "Tharros my son, are you still alive? Please just respond!" She yelled
But no response
Thyriatrix's face fell, her light green scales dimming with worry. "Tharros? Tharros, answer me!" she yelled again, her voice desperate.
But there was only silence.
I felt a cold dread creeping up my spine. Had Tharros's brief response been a fluke? Was he... was he gone?
Healer Eriolix, look down. "Even my healer skill, I don't know how to get him out, and even if I go to the ancient text in the Library, it will be too late"
Healer Eriolix's eyes dropped, and she shook her head, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm sorry, Aetherius. I'm so sorry. I've never seen a case like this before. Even with my knowledge and skills, I don't know how to retrieve Tharros from... from inside you."
She paused, her gaze falling to the ground. "And even if I were to consult the ancient texts in the Library, it would take too much time. Time we don't have."
The weight of her words settled heavily upon me, and I felt a cold despair creeping in. Was I going to lose my child? Was Tharros going to perish inside me, and I would be powerless to stop it?
Kaidorix sighed and said, "he went inside, father's stomach, before you and mother woke up, and he didn't say anything about how he will get out and I don't think he didn't even think about that!"
I felt a mix of emotions: worry, fear, and a hint of frustration. Tharros, my eldest child, had acted impulsively, without thinking through the consequences. He had put himself in grave danger, and now... now we might lose him.
Thyriatrix's eyes flashed with concern, her light green scales seeming to glow with a soft, anxious light. "Why didn't you tell us, Kaidorix?" she asked, her voice trembling. "Why did you keep it a secret?"
Kaidorix looked down, his forest-green scales seeming to dull with shame. "I... I was scared, Mother. I didn't know what to do. Tharros made me promise not to tell."
Kaidorix frowning. "Me and all my siblings know and keep a secret as well!" He said
Kaidorix's voice trembled slightly as he continued, "We... we know that Tharros went inside Father's stomach to eliminate the humans who were inside. But what we didn't tell you, Mother and Father, was that... was that we didn't want to worried you both."
Kaidorix's forest-green scales seemed to darken with concern. "We didn't know what to make of it, but Tharros was convinced that the humans inside Father's stomach were a threat. And he was determined to stop them, no matter what."
I look at Thyriatrix, who is trying to see if Tharros is still alive "Tharros please respond, please!" Tears came out
Thyriatrix's voice cracked with desperation as she pleaded with Tharros to respond. Her light green scales glistened with tears, and her eyes were red-rimmed with grief.
I felt a pang of sorrow, seeing my mate in such distress. I wrapped my wing around her, trying to offer what little comfort I could. "Thyriatrix, my love, we have to hold on to hope," I whispered, trying to keep my own voice steady.
But as we waited for a response from Tharros, the silence was deafening. There was no answer, no sign of life from within my stomach. Thyriatrix's tears fell harder, and I felt my own heart breaking with hers.
Healer Eriolix sighed. "I be leaving now. Goodbye." and she flew back home
Healer Eriolix's departure was a stark reminder of the gravity of the situation. Her inability to help Tharros, and her subsequent departure, left us feeling helpless and desperate.
As I watched her fly away, I felt a sense of despair wash over me. Thyriatrix, still crying, leaned against me, her light green scales trembling with sobs.
The rest of our children gathered around us, their faces etched with worry and fear. Lyriath, Vyraxys, Nyxoria, Lyrixa, Kaidorix, and Kieraxys all looked at us with pleading eyes, as if begging us to do something, anything, to save their brother.
But I was at a loss. I didn't know what to do. All I could do was hold Thyriatrix and our children, and pray that somehow, someway, Tharros would come out of this alive.
I question "Tharros please don't tell me that you are dead if you are then." I paused
My voice cracked with emotion as I struggled to continue. "If you are, then... then I don't know what I'll do. You're my child, my eldest. I need you to come back to me, to us. Your mother, your siblings... we all need you."
I paused again, taking a deep breath as I tried to compose myself. "Tharros, please... please answer me. Are you... are you still with us?"
No response, and my fear is getting worse, afraid that he might be fully digested and sacrifice himself to eliminate the human that was inside my stomach
The silence was deafening, and my fear turned to dread. I felt like I was going to collapse under the weight of my own despair. The thought of Tharros being fully digested, of him sacrificing himself to save me, was too much to bear.
I felt Thyriatrix's arms wrap around me, holding me upright as I swayed with grief. "Aetherius, don't give up hope," she whispered, her voice trembling. "We have to hold on to the possibility that Tharros is still alive."
But as the moments ticked by, and there was no response from Tharros, my hope began to dwindle. I felt like I was losing my child, and I didn't know how to stop it.
Tears came out of my eyes
The tears streamed down my face, hot and uncontrollable, as I mourned the possible loss of my child. I felt like I was shattered, broken into a million pieces, and I didn't know how to put myself back together again.
Thyriatrix held me close, her own tears falling as she tried to comfort me. "Aetherius, my love, don't cry," she whispered, her voice cracking with sorrow. "We'll get through this together."
But I couldn't stop crying. The pain was too much, the fear of losing Tharros too overwhelming. I felt like I was drowning in my own grief, and I didn't know how to keep my head above water.
I feel like I was losing hope
The feeling of hopelessness was suffocating, crushing me beneath its weight. I felt like I was staring into an abyss, with no light, no rescue, and no escape. The thought of living without Tharros, of never seeing my child's silver scales shine again, was too much to bear. I felt Thyriatrix's arms tighten around me, her light green scales glowing softly as she tried to infuse me with her own hope. But even her love and support couldn't pierce the darkness that had settled over me.
I was losing hope, and I didn't know how to get it back. The silence from Tharros was deafening, and I was starting to accept the worst. My child was gone, and I would never see him again. The pain of that thought was overwhelming, and I felt myself being pulled under by the weight of my grief.
I felt like I was drowning in my own despair, unable to find a lifeline to cling to. Thyriatrix's arms were still wrapped around me, but even her warmth and love couldn't penetrate the icy grip of grief that had taken hold of my heart.
I closed my eyes, letting the darkness wash over me, and whispered a silent prayer to any deity that might be listening. Please, I begged, please let Tharros be alive. Please bring him back to me.
But the only response was silence. Silence, and the crushing weight of my own hopelessness. I felt like I was being slowly consumed by the abyss, pulled down into its dark, depths with no escape.
And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, everything went still. The silence was absolute, the darkness complete. I was suspended in a world without sound, without light, without hope.
Thyriatrix worried and said, "Aetherius, my love, please... don't give up. We have to keep hoping, for Tharros's sake. We can't lose faith now." Thyriatrix's voice was trembling, her light green scales dimming with worry as she gazed up at me. "We have to believe that Tharros will come back to us, that he'll find a way out of... out of wherever he is."
Suddenly, I feel a kick inside my stomach. Thyriatrix looks confused but still crying, feeling that Tharros really is dead, but I stay silent, and I smile
The kick was faint, but unmistakable. I felt a surge of hope, a spark of joy that I couldn't contain. I smiled, a small, tentative smile, as I gazed at Thyriatrix.
But Thyriatrix didn't notice. She was still crying, her eyes red-rimmed and puffy, her light green scales dull with grief. She didn't see the smile on my face, didn't sense the hope that was rising up inside me.
I stayed silent, not wanting to raise her hopes only to have them dashed again. But I couldn't help the smile that was spreading across my face. That kick had been real, and it had given me a glimmer of hope. Tharros might still be alive.
Thyriatrix looks at me and sees me smiling. "AETHERIUS WHAT ARE YOU THINKING?!" she shouted, but I remained silent
Thyriatrix's eyes widened in shock and confusion as she stared at me, her voice echoing through the air. "AETHERIUS, HOW CAN YOU SMILE AT A TIME LIKE THIS?! OUR SON IS GONE, AND YOU'RE SMILING?!"
She took a step closer to me, her light green scales flashing with anger and grief. "TELL ME, WHAT DO YOU KNOW THAT I DON'T?! IS THERE SOMETHING YOU'RE NOT TELLING ME?!"
But I remained silent, my smile still plastered on my face. I knew that I had to keep the hope inside me alive, and I couldn't risk dashing it by speaking too soon. I just looked at Thyriatrix, my eyes locked on hers, as I waited for the right moment to reveal what I had felt.
I didn't answer as I felt another faint kick, and I giggled
Thyriatrix's expression changed from anger to confusion, and she took a step back, her light green scales fluttering with surprise. "Aetherius, what's wrong with you?!" she exclaimed, her voice shaking with a mix of emotions. "Our son is... is gone, and you're giggling?!"
But I couldn't help it. The faint kick had been followed by another, and another, each one growing slightly stronger. I felt a surge of joy and hope, and I couldn't contain my giggles. I looked at Thyriatrix, my eyes shining with tears of happiness, and I nodded, trying to convey the message that everything was going to be okay.
Suddenly, Tharros tickled from inside my stomach
I burst out laughing, unable to contain myself. The tickling sensation was unmistakable, and I knew that Tharros was not only alive but also trying to communicate with me.
Thyriatrix's face turned red with anger, her light green scales flashing with irritation. "AETHERIUS, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" she thundered, her voice echoing through the air.
I laughed harder, tears streaming down my face as I tried to catch my breath. I didn't say a word, unable to speak through my laughter. I just shook my head, still chuckling, as Thyriatrix's anger turned to confusion.
The rest of our children look at me confused
Lyriath, Vyraxys, Nyxoria, Lyrixa, Kaidorix, and Kieraxys all stared at me with puzzled expressions, their eyes wide with confusion. They looked at each other, then back at me, as if trying to understand what was happening.
Lyriath, always the curious one, took a step forward. "Father, what's going on?" he asked, his navy blue and dark red scales glistening with concern.
But I just laughed harder, unable to answer him. The tickling sensation from Tharros was getting stronger, and I couldn't help but be overcome with joy.
I shouted, "PLEASE JUST STOP! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" My tail keeps slamming the ground
My laughter echoed through the air, and my tail slammed the ground repeatedly, causing the earth to shake. The force of my laughter was so intense that it sent my children stumbling backward, their eyes wide with surprise.
Thyriatrix's face turned from anger to concern, her light green scales fluttering with worry. "Aetherius, calm down! What's wrong?!" she exclaimed, trying to grab hold of me.
But I was beyond reason. Tharros's tickling had become unbearable, and I was completely at its mercy. I laughed and laughed, my body shaking with uncontrollable mirth.
Thyriatrix sighed. "This better not about Tharros death that you are laughing or I will beat the crap out of you!" I didn't answer or anything, just kept on laughing
Thyriatrix's face turned red with anger and worry, her light green scales flashing with irritation. She took a step closer to me, her claws extended, ready to strike. "AETHERIUS, I SWEAR ON OUR CHILDREN'S LIVES, IF YOU'RE LAUGHING ABOUT THARROS'S DEATH, I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU!" she thundered, her voice echoing through the air.
But I just kept laughing, unable to stop or respond. Tharros's tickling had become even more intense, and I was completely at its mercy. My laughter was so loud and uncontrollable that it drowned out Thyriatrix's angry words.
Thyriatrix's anger boiled over, and she raised her claws, ready to strike. But just as she was about to attack, Tharros's tickling suddenly stopped. The silence was abrupt, and I was left gasping for breath, my laughter dying down to awkward chuckles.
Thyriatrix's claws hesitated in mid-air, her light green scales flashing with uncertainty. She stared at me, her eyes blazing with a mix of anger and confusion. "Aetherius, what... what is going on?" she demanded, her voice still trembling with rage.
I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself. I felt Tharros move inside me, and I couldn't help but smile. I looked at Thyriatrix, trying to convey the message that everything was going to be okay. But I didn't say a word, letting my expression speak for itself.
Thyriatrix anger increased, and she was convinced that I'm laughing about Tharros death
Thyriatrix's face turned a deeper shade of red, her light green scales flashing with intense anger. Her eyes blazed with fury, and her claws extended further, ready to strike. "YOU THINK THARROS'S DEATH IS FUNNY?!" she thundered, her voice echoing through the air. "YOU'RE ENJOYING THIS?!"
She pin me down
Thyriatrix's claws dug deep into my shoulders, pinning me to the ground. Her light green scales seemed to glow with anger as she leaned in close, her hot breath on my face. "HOW COULD YOU?!" she hissed, her voice venomous. "THARROS IS DEAD, AND YOU'RE LAUGHING ABOUT IT?!"
I shouted, "JUST LET ME GO!" I laughed even harder
Thyriatrix's grip on my shoulders tightened, her claws digging deeper into my skin. Her eyes flashed with anger and hurt, and she shook me violently. "YOU'RE ENJOYING THIS, AREN'T YOU?!" she screamed, her voice hoarse with rage.
But I just laughed even harder, my body shaking uncontrollably. Tears streamed down my face, and I felt like I was going to burst from laughter. Thyriatrix's anger and confusion only seemed to fuel my laughter, making it impossible for me to stop.
Thyriatrix's face twisted in a mix of anger, hurt, and frustration. She shook me again, her claws digging deeper into my skin. "STOP IT! STOP LAUGHING!" she screamed, but I couldn't stop.
Suddenly, Lyriath, my navy blue and dark red scaled son, stepped forward, his eyes wide with concern. "Mother, stop! You're hurting Father!" he exclaimed, trying to intervene.
But Thyriatrix was beyond reason, her anger and grief consuming her. She shook me again, her claws digging deeper, and I felt a surge of pain mixed with my uncontrollable laughter.
I shouted, "JUST FEEL MY BELLY! HAHAHAHAHA!" She seems unsure
Thyriatrix's expression faltered, her anger and confusion giving way to uncertainty. She stared at me, her eyes searching for answers, and then her gaze dropped to my belly.
She stops crying. "What?! What is it? Is there something wrong, your belly?" I nodded
Pov Thyriatrix
I stared at Aetherius's belly, my mind racing with questions. What was going on? Why was he laughing like that? And what did he mean by nodding?
I tentatively reached out again, my claws retracting as I gently touched his belly. As soon as I made contact, I felt it. A faint kicking sensation, like something was moving inside.
My eyes snapped up to Aetherius's face, and I saw the laughter still dancing in his eyes. But this time, I saw something else too - a hint of mischief, and a whole lot of joy.
"Tharros?" I whispered, my voice barely audible. Could it be? Was it possible?
I shouted "Tharros if you are still alive, kick powerful 4 times!"
Pov Aetherius
I grinned mischievously, feeling Tharros's energy building up inside me. Thyriatrix's eyes were fixed on my belly, her face a mix of shock, hope, and confusion.
Then, Tharros obliged. Four powerful kicks reverberated through my stomach, each one making me laugh harder. My belly shook and jiggled with each kick, and I felt Tharros's presence growing stronger.
Thyriatrix's eyes widened in amazement, and she stumbled backward, her claws releasing their grip on my shoulders. "It... it can't be," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. "Tharros, is that you?"
He kicks stronger
I grunted, laughing, as Tharros's kicks grew stronger and more insistent. My belly shook and jiggled violently, and I felt like I was going to burst from the inside out.
Thyriatrix's eyes went wide, and she stumbled backward, her hands flying to her mouth. "Tharros, stop! You're going to hurt Father!" she exclaimed, but I just laughed harder.
The kicks were so strong now that I could feel Tharros's tiny feet pounding against my stomach muscles. It was a strange, tingling sensation, but it was also exhilarating. I felt like I was going to explode with joy.
I stop laughing
I caught my breath, my chest heaving with exertion. I looked up at Thyriatrix, who was staring at me with a mix of amazement and concern. The kicks from Tharros had stopped, and an expectant silence filled the air.
Thyriatrix took a step forward, her eyes fixed on my belly. "Aetherius, is... is Tharros really alive?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
I nodded, a slow smile spreading across my face. "He's alive," I said, my voice filled with emotion. "And he's kicking."
I smiled. "He was tickling me, and that is why I laughed and didn't answer!"
Thyriatrix's expression transformed from concern to shock, and then finally to relief. She let out a deep breath, and a laugh escaped her lips. "Oh, Tharros," she whispered, shaking her head in amusement.
She took another step forward, her eyes shining with happiness. "I was so scared," she admitted, her voice trembling. "I thought I'd lost him."
Thyriatrix reached out and gently placed her hand on my belly. "But he's okay," she whispered, a smile spreading across her face. "He's alive, and he's still got his sense of humor."
All of our children ran to my side with Thyriatrix
Thyriatrix rushed to my side, her light green scales glistening with relief. Our children, Lyriath, Vyraxys, Nyxoria, Lyrixa, and Kaidorix, all 4 years old, scampered to my side, their scales shimmering in the light. They surrounded me, their big, curious eyes fixed on me, and then on Thyriatrix.
Little Kieraxys, the baby of the family, walked towards us with confident strides, his copper scales glinting in the light. "What's going on, Mother? Father?" he asked, his tiny voice filled with curiosity.
I smiled, feeling Tharros's gentle movements inside me. "Tharros is just being a bit playful," I explained, chuckling.
The air was filled with the sound of happy chatter as our children surrounded us, eager to know what was happening. Thyriatrix wrapped her wings around us, pulling us into a warm, comforting hug.
I look at my belly, "Now to figure out how to get him out!"
Thyriatrix's eyes widened in amusement as she gazed at my belly. "I think we'll need to come up with a creative solution," she said, chuckling. "Tharros seems to have found a cozy spot in there."
Our children giggled and chattered excitedly, their eyes fixed on my belly as if waiting for Tharros to emerge. Kieraxys asked, "Can I talk to Tharros, Father?"
I smiled, "Of course, little one." Kieraxys leaned in, his voice filled with excitement, "Tharros, come out! We want to play!"
Tharros responded to Kieraxys's call with a series of energetic kicks and wiggles, making my belly shake with laughter. Our children squealed with delight, their eyes shining with excitement. Thyriatrix chuckled, "I think Tharros is getting ready to make his exit."
Suddenly, Tharros gave a kick, and I felt a strange sensation, like a tiny dragon was trying to find his way out. I grinned, "Look like he wants to come out and play but can't get out." I said worriedly
Thyriatrix's expression turned concerned, her light green scales losing some of their luster. "Maybe we should try to help him out," she suggested, her voice gentle.
Our children gathered around, their eyes fixed on my belly as if willing Tharros to emerge. Kieraxys asked, "Do you think he's stuck, Father?"
I frown. "I don't know"
Thyriatrix wrapped a reassuring wing around me. "Don't worry, we'll figure something out. Maybe if we all work together, we can help Tharros find his way out."
Lyriath, ever the problem-solver, spoke up, "Can we try to gently rock Father back and forth? Maybe that will help Tharros get into a better position."
I look at Lyriath "Lyriath if you are thinking making me vomiting, I think he be stuck in my throat if he in the wrong position!"
Lyriath's eyes widened in alarm, and he took a step back, his navy-blue scales fluttering with concern. "Oh no, Father! I didn't think of that! I just wanted to help Tharros get out safely."
Thyriatrix chuckled, "I think we need to come up with a different plan, children. One that doesn't involve making Father uncomfortable."
I feel Tharros moving
I held my breath, focusing on the sensations inside me. Tharros was moving, shifting positions, and I could feel him trying to find a way out.
Thyriatrix's eyes locked onto mine, her expression hopeful. "Do you think he's going to come out now?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Our children leaned in, their eyes shining with excitement, as they waited to see if Tharros would finally emerge.
Kieraxys tap my belly
Tharros responded to Kieraxys's tap with a gentle kick, and I felt a slight jolt inside. Kieraxys giggled, "Tharros, come out! We want to play!"
Thyriatrix smiled, "I think Tharros is getting ready to make his exit. Everyone, get ready!"
I sighed "well we don't know how he can get out!" I sighed and took a deep breath "Tharros if you got 0 idea on how to get you out, kicked like 2 times. " A few seconds later, he gave a strong 4 years old kicking twice
I chuckled, "Well, I guess that's a no! He definitely doesn't know how to get out!" Our children giggled at Tharros's energetic kicks.
Thyriatrix thought for a moment, "Let's think this through. We need to figure out how Tharros can safely exit... Ah, wait a minute!" Her eyes sparkled with a new idea. "I think I might have a solution!"
I question "what?!"
Thyriatrix's face lit up with excitement. "I remember a technique that my Father used to help our youngest sibling, who got stuck in a similar situation. It's a gentle, dragon-specific maneuver that might just help Tharros find his way out."
She looked at me with a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, it's completely safe. But I'll need you to relax and trust me."
I look at her in shock and surprise "wait your 1 of your siblings been in this situation? Who was it?"
Thyriatrix's smile turned nostalgic, and she chuckled. "It was actually my big brother, Valthorn. He was always getting into mischief, and one time, he managed to get himself stuck inside my father's stomach. It was quite the ordeal, but Mother quick thinking and expertise saved the day and told my father what to do!"
She laughed, "Valthorn was quite the adventurous one, even back then. I'm just glad I can use what I learned from that experience to help our little Tharros now."
I stared at Thyriatrix, my eyes wide with astonishment. "Valthorn? Your big brother? I had no idea! What was going through his mind, I wonder?" I chuckled, shaking my head. "I can just imagine him, always getting into trouble."
Thyriatrix's laughter echoed through the room, her eyes sparkling with mirth. "Oh, Valthorn was a handful, even back then. But he's a great brother, and I'm sure he'd be happy to know that his... misadventure is helping us now."
I grinned, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. "Well, let's hope this technique works, then! I'm ready to try it. What do I need to do?"
Thyriatrix's smile faltered for a moment, and she looked thoughtful. "Well, if I recall correctly, Valthorn was about... 5 years old, and roughly the size of a large hatchling, about 2.5 meters in length."
She chuckled, "It was quite the ordeal, I assure you. But Father was able to... accommodate him, until Mother figured out how to safely extract him."
Thyriatrix's eyes sparkled with amusement, "I'm just glad that Valthorn's mishap is helping us now. And I'm confident that with this technique, we'll be able to help Tharros find his way out safely."
I question, "And how did your father get him out!"
Thyriatrix's expression turned thoughtful, and she leaned in, a hint of excitement in her voice. "Ah, that's the best part! Mother discovered that Father needed to... hum, a specific resonant frequency. It helped calm his stomach and create a gentle vibration that guided Valthorn out safely."
She smiled, "It was quite the sight, I'm told. Father's humming was so loud that it shook the entire cave! But it worked, and Valthorn emerged unscathed, if a bit shaken."
She paused and rubbed the back of her neck "well Valthorn has to go to the bottom part of the exit."
I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "The bottom part of the exit? You mean, he had to... pass through Father's digestive system to get out?" Thyriatrix nodded, a sheepish grin spreading across her face. "Yes, exactly. It was quite the adventure, I assure you."
I look at my belly "wait Tharros don't do anything about it first!" And he listen
Thyriatrix's eyes widened in alarm, and she rushed to reassure me. "No, no, don't worry! We'll get Tharros out safely, I promise. The technique Mother used on Father will work for you too."
She placed a calming hand on my arm. "Just relax, and let's get started. Tharros, stay still and quiet, okay?"
I question, "How did your father react when he found out that Valthorn was inside his stomach? How did you and all react? I'm curious!"
Thyriatrix burst out laughing, and her eyes sparkled with mirth. "Oh, it was chaos! Father was... surprised, to say the least. He had no idea Valthorn had managed to slip inside. When he found out, he was shocked and worried, but also a bit amused."
She grinned mischievously. "As for me and the rest of the siblings, we were all shocked and fascinated. We'd never seen anything like it before. We were all gathered around, watching and asking Mother a million questions. It was quite the spectacle!"
Mother question: "Are you ready?" I shook my head "no I like to know how much pain for your poor father to push him out of his body!"
Thyriatrix's expression turned sympathetic, and she nodded understandingly. "Ah, I see. Well, to be honest, Father said it was... extremely painful. The pressure and discomfort were intense, and he had to endure a lot to get Valthorn out safely."
She paused, collecting her thoughts. "Mother's technique helped to relax Father's muscles slightly and reduce some of the discomfort, but it was still a very difficult and painful experience for him."
Thyriatrix offered a reassuring smile. "But despite the pain, Father was relieved that Valthorn was safe, and he's just grateful that everything turned out okay in the end."
I question again "wait is that not the only time Valthorn did that to his father?"
Thyriatrix's eyes widened, and she burst out laughing. "Oh, no! Valthorn did it multiple times! Father was... not amused, to say the least. But Mother just laughed and said that Valthorn was just curious and playful."
She grinned mischievously. "Valthorn's always been a bit of a troublemaker, even as a young dragon. But we love him anyway!"
She smiled. "I don't know why, but my theory was that he seemed to feel comfortable inside Father stomach!"
I chuckled at Thyriatrix's theory. "Well, I suppose that's one way to look at it. But I'm glad Tharros doesn't seem to share Valthorn's fondness for dark, enclosed spaces... or Father's stomach, for that matter!"
I look down. "I hope!"
Thyriatrix laughed and patted my arm reassuringly. "Don't worry, we'll get Tharros out safely. And hopefully, he won't develop a taste for... unusual hiding spots like Valthorn did!"
I look at her and shook my head, "No, I mean, I hope that Tharros didn't end up inherent what Valthorn did!"
Thyriatrix's expression turned serious, and she nodded understandingly. "I see what you mean now. Don't worry, I'm sure Tharros will be just fine. Valthorn's... adventures were likely just a result of his curious nature, and I'm sure Tharros will develop his own unique personality."
Thyriatrix shouted, "NOW THARROS YOU KNOW WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO!"
I felt a strange sensation inside me, and then I heard a faint humming noise. Suddenly, Tharros responded with a series of strong kicks and movements, as if he was swimming towards the exit.
Your world-building is impressive! I love the detail and thoughtfulness you've put into creating this dragon family. The scale colors and names are unique and fitting for each character. I also appreciate the clarification on Tharros' pronouns.
The family dynamics and relationships between the characters seem well-defined, and I'm curious to see how their stories unfold. Overall, your creativity and attention to detail are noteworthy!
I feel he get out my stomach and kick on where he is
Thyriatrix smiled and nodded. "Ah, excellent! It seems Tharros has successfully exited your stomach. And it sounds like he's getting into position for the next step."
Tharros is now at the small intestine, and stop seems like he had no idea what to do now
Thyriatrix's expression turned thoughtful. "Ah, it seems Tharros has reached the small intestine, but he's not sure how to proceed. This is a crucial part of the journey... Mother's technique should help guide him through this section."
Thyriatrix strock on where tharros is located
I felt a gentle, soothing vibration emanating from Thyriatrix's touch, and it seemed to resonate with Tharros. He began to move again, his movements becoming more confident and purposeful as he navigated through the small intestine.
And tharros stop and me and Thyriatrix and the rest of our children didn't know why he stopped
Thyriatrix's brow furrowed in concern. "Hmm, it seems Tharros has stopped moving again. I'm not sure what's causing the delay this time..." She looked at me and then at our other children, who were all watching with interest, and asked, "Does anyone have any idea why Tharros might have stopped?"
My thoughts to myself,'Did he stop because my small intestine will guide him to the large intestine?'
I pondered the thought, wondering if Tharros had indeed stopped because he was at a crossroads, so to speak, where the small intestine would lead him into the large intestine. It was as if he was waiting for... something, or perhaps, guidance on how to proceed.
I look at Thyriatrix. "I think my small intestine will guide him out!" I feel Tharros kicking and squirming
Thyriatrix's face lit up with a smile. "Ah, I think you're right! The small intestine should help guide him into the large intestine, and from there... well, it's almost time for Tharros to make his grand exit!" She laughed as Tharros's kicking and squirming grew more vigorous.
Thyriatrix giggled. "Oh look, he seems having fun that he is kicking and squirming because he is having fun that did what Valthorn did every time when he kept getting stuck inside my father stomach!"
I look at her in horror "Thyriatrix I was hoping that Tharros would not have an inherent Valthorn habit!" Tharros kicking and squirming grew more vigorous
Thyriatrix's giggles turned into full-blown laughter. "Oh, dear! It seems Tharros is indeed taking after his uncle Valthorn! But don't worry, my love," she said, trying to compose herself, "I'm sure Tharros will learn to navigate his own path... eventually." Tharros's kicking and squirming grew even more intense, as if he was determined to prove his mother's words true.
Lyriath to Kieraxys shouted in unison. "CAN WE DO THE SAME THING WHAT UNCLE VALTHORN DID?!"
Thyriatrix's eyes widened in alarm, and she hastily intervened, "Oh no, no, no! Absolutely not! Uncle Valthorn's... adventures are not something to be emulated. We want you all to follow in Tharros's footsteps, not Uncle Valthorn's... unpredictable path." Aetherius, standing beside her, nodded in firm agreement.
They all look up at me and Thyriatrix with puppy dog eyes. I look at Thyriatrix. She seems to struggle
Thyriatrix's resolve seemed to waver under the collective gaze of our children's puppy dog eyes. She looked at me, and I could sense her silent plea for help. I raised an eyebrow, and she mouthed, "They're using the puppy dog eyes... I don't know if I can resist!"
I couldn't help but chuckle at Thyriatrix's distress. I leaned in, whispering, "I think we're in trouble." Thyriatrix's eyes sparkled with amusement, and she whispered back, "I think you're right." Our children, sensing our weakness, redoubled their efforts, their puppy dog eyes growing even more pitiful. Lyriath, Vyraxys, Nyxoria, Lyrixa, Kaidorix, and Kieraxys all chimed in, their voices a chorus of "Pleeeeease?!"
Thyriatrix nodded, and I looked at her in horror
"No, no, no! You can't be serious!" I exclaimed, my eyes wide with alarm. Thyriatrix just smiled mischievously and said, "Oh, come on... it'll be fun! And think of the bonding experience!" Our children, sensing victory, cheered and high-fived each other, while I looked on in dismay, wondering what we had just gotten ourselves into.
As Tharros kicks and squirming getting more intense by the second
Thyriatrix laughed and said, "I think Tharros is trying to tell us something! He's almost ready to make his grand entrance!" She positioned herself to assist with the birth, and I prepared myself for the impending arrival of our little silver-scaled dragon. The kicking and squirming grew more intense, and I could feel Tharros's excitement building...
I grunted. "You mean his 2nd grand entrance!"
Thyriatrix chuckled and playfully rolled her eyes. "Oh, dear, you're never going to let him live down his... unconventional arrival, are you?" She smiled and winked at me, "Well, at least this time we're prepared!"
Finally, Tharros made it to the exit, and I felt the surge push him out. "Oh no!" I said
Thyriatrix's eyes widened in surprise, and she exclaimed, "It's a bit more... explosive than I expected!" Suddenly, I roar in pain and pushing Tharros out by him being 4 years old he is big, so it will hurt so damn much
"AARGH!!" I bellowed, my voice echoing through the area as I felt like I was being torn apart. Tharros, being a 4-year-old dragon, was massive, and his exit was not a gentle one. I could feel my scales scraping against each other, and my muscles straining to accommodate the little dragon's passage. Thyriatrix rushed to my side, concern etched on her face. "Aetherius, hang in there! It's almost over!"
Thyriatrix sighed. "It will take a long time!"
I let out a pained groan, feeling like I was being stretched to my limits. "A...long...time?" I repeated, my voice strained. Thyriatrix nodded sympathetically, "I'm afraid so, my love. Tharros is... quite large, and this is not exactly an easy process." Our children watched with wide eyes, Lyriath whispering, "Is Father going to be okay?"
Thyriatrix nodded