Volume 1 Chapter 688
by post_apiChapter 688: Your Mother and I Were in a Free Love, Properly Wedded!
It was rather peculiar…
Since crossing over, Lolth hadn’t experienced few embraces in her memory.
As a succubus, she’d always sensed scorching passion radiating from those maidens whenever they embraced.
Yet this time, though the God of Light clutched her desperately—wings and arms constricting almost painfully, leaving her slightly breathless—
For some inexplicable reason…
Lolth detected no trace of "desire" within the deity’s heart.
When she focused her instincts to perceive the swirling emotions…
The jubilation of reunion after long separation…
A nebulous strand of guilt…
Pride blossoming like spring flowers…
Lolth grew thoroughly perplexed.
Only after eternity’s span did the God of Light relinquish her hold.
Yet the deity remained intimately close,
Cradling Lolth’s face with feather-light caresses, her touch tinged with nostalgia.
Those divine eyes held dual tenderness—
A mother’s tearful welcome for her homecoming child,
And a daughter’s pouting resentment toward a long-absent father.
"See how… you’ve ripened to maturity in mere moments…"
"Yet for us… aeons have flowed between meetings."
The mournful cadence made Lolth’s skin prickle.
"Er… that is to say…"
She averted her gaze awkwardly before steeling herself:
"So… we’re acquainted, yes?"
"Actually I—"
The God of Light blinked, severing her words.
"You’ve lost fragments of memory—this I know."
Mischief danced through her smile while sorrow pooled in moonlit eyes.
Pale fingers brushed aside Lolth’s stray tresses as the deity’s whisper softened:
"Partial truths I may share… but the full tapestry remains veiled."
Lolth’s breath hitched.
"So I’m truly… beyond seventeen winters?"
Though long suspected, this celestial confirmation still struck like thunder.
The God of Light’s smiling silence spoke volumes—
Her true age dwelled beyond permissible revelation.
She let out a long sigh.
"So, what exactly is our relationship?"
The God of Light tilted her head gently at Lolth’s question, her cascading golden hair shimmering with the movement.
"That depends on whether you’re inquiring about ‘Lolth’… or ‘Lolthlinda Falt Sokabus’…"
As these words lingered, Lolth blinked in momentary bewilderment.
"Is there a distinction?"
"Certainly," the God of Light replied, stepping back with hands clasped behind her. "The answers stand in perfect opposition."
At this declaration, Lolth wrestled briefly with uncertainty—
Yet her resolve crystallized swiftly.
"Then… I choose the latter!"
"What relationship binds Lolthlinda Falt Sokabus to Your Radiance?"
The God of Light’s smile blossomed like dawn at this choice.
"Oh my—"
"Lolthlinda, my precious Lolthlinda… Do you know my true name?"
Lolth instinctively shook her head.
Even divine epithets rarely graced mortal ears—how much more secretive were the sacred names of gods themselves?
"I don’t… Am I permitted such knowledge?"
The deity inclined her head, radiance rippling through the chamber.
"Not merely permitted—this revelation will illuminate everything between us."
Her crimson lips parted, uttering syllables that thrummed through the Land of Light. The very air trembled with Holy Light’s resonance, every vibration singing of supreme divinity. No explanation was needed—the quivering atmosphere and Lolth’s common sense proclaimed it:
This was the God of Light’s true name.
Yet when "Mira Falt" echoed through the sanctum, Lolth’s shiver mirrored the shuddering laws of reality around her—not from awe at the power unveiled, but at the name itself.
A surname identical to her middle name.
She knew succubus naming conventions intimately.
The final surname belonged to one’s birth mother—the matriarch who bore them.
The middle name… was in truth another inherited lineage.
It refers to the surname of the parent not responsible for one’s birth.
Just like Xiletor’s full name—Xiletor Sokabus Luna. Both she and Lolth were children of Succubus Queen Sokabus, though Xiletor had been born to a goddess named Luna before being entrusted to the Succubus clan…
This much Lolth knew well—that deity belonged to the main plane’s pantheon. Her mother, Queen Sokabus, had never concealed this truth.
Yet the origin of her own middle surname "Falt" had always eluded Lolth.
Now, she finally grasped its meaning.
This surname was undeniably tied to the God of Light standing before her!
Lolth’s throat tightened as she forced out the words.
"Are you… my cousin? Or perhaps an aunt?"
She clung to these possibilities, desperately avoiding the dreaded conclusion.
The God of Light’s gentle headshake and tender caress against her cheek shattered all denial.
"Oh my sweet… dear little Lolthlinda…"
"Won’t you call me Mother?"
Darkness swam before Lolth’s vision.
Now she understood why Holy Light came more naturally to her than other divine forces, why the Rod of Eden ignored its Holy Maiden to obey her!
She’d once jested about being the God of Light’s bastard child—
"So I truly am your illegitimate daughter!"
Lolth crumpled to her knees, clutching her head as anguished cries tore from her throat. Though she’d never minded her "single-parent succubus" upbringing, curiosity about her other parent had always lingered.
She’d imagined countless possibilities—a minor kingdom’s princess, an elven priest, an Orc empress, even an Abyssal Demon chieftain. She’d boldly speculated about the Church of Light’s missing Holy Maiden.
Yet reality surpassed all conjecture.
Her mother had bedded the God of Light itself—a feat worthy of Succubus royalty indeed.
The divine being pouted at Lolth’s outcry.
"Now now—’illegitimate’ is such an ugly word!"
"Your mother Sokabus and I were childhood sweethearts, pure and innocent, who fell in love freely and were joined in lawful matrimony! Our union bears proper recognition!"