The Real Monster 40 Being Bothered By Small Fries Vi

As I walked through the city I made my gift for my son. I made a bangle, a dagger and a sheath for the dagger. The bangle was for protection. The dagger is only for when he is already able to use it, but it has a different kind of effect.

I made the bangle to look like a snake coiling around the arm. It looked good on its own but I had to engrave ancient language words on it to make it into something that can protect my son. So I engraved the words [Calm] and [Peace] to create the word [Tranquil] on the body of the snake. Then on its belly, which is on the other side, the flat side of the bangle I wrote [Force] and [Redirection] to create the word [Reflect] on it. This simply made the bangle something that protects my son's mind from abnormal statuses and to remain calm in any given situation to not become irrational and for attacks on him to be reflected according to his will, but would reflect any attack whatsoever towards the sky by default. These effects made this simple accessory a national treasure kind of stuff so it's best to keep quiet about it and only tell my son about it when the time comes.

As for the dagger, I made it from Obsidian Steel which boasts Dark affinity even when raw. Its hardness is also ideal for my kind of dagger. Besides, if I engrave words on metal that cannot handle the words of power then it will simply break for bad and disintegrate for worse case.

I made the dagger look very cool which is a thing for boys to have. I engraved on its hilt [Blood] and [Possession] to create the word [Bloodbound] and on the body of the blade I wrote [Sharp] and [Edge] to create the word [Unhindered] which had a cool effect of being able to cut despite the force poured into it. Meaning, there's only so little in this world that this little dagger cannot cut, especially if its affinity is used as well to coat the whole dagger. [Bloodbound] is simply a type of owners.h.i.+p thing. Once he cuts himself with it for the first time then the dagger will recognize him as the sole owner of itself. Although not a spirit it already counts as an intelligent blade just because of that feature.

The sheath for the dagger was made from Strom Clay; those who are familiar with Arthur's legend would know where I am going with this. With this I will be able to bestow what I gave that demon leader-thug I left in the demon realm with, [Auto-Recover] but with another combination to form another word which is [Regeneration] and combining those two words gave me [Restoration] which had the effect of recording the bearer's optimal state and making that the restore point. If his body, despite all the protection I have set up with his other equipment, is damaged badly, then the sheath will do its job and restore my son to his optimal state. Oh, and I also made it so that on the guard part of the hilt and the edge of the sheath where both dagger and sheath make contact when sheathed, that I engraved part of a word to the hilt and part of a word on the sheath, which is the word [Recognition]. This word allows the dagger and the hilt to stay together at all times when not unsheathed by the owner of the dagger.

Meaning, the sheath cannot be taken by other people and used without my son's approval. That way, his life is further preserved. Fufufufu… I have to keep quiet about all these things or my men will also want equipment from me.

The dagger and sheath are something that I can only give him after he turns to an age that fits him having a dagger around at all times. So the bangle will do for now.

Having an OP father sure gives this son of my lots of cheats huh?

I'm very excited about my son. I want to watch him grow up into a fine young man. Unlike me who's twisted in the head because of Earth's influence. Here, there is only one rule, strength rules everything. Without strength, forget about living a better life, you'll die if you show weakness.

However, evil here is minority. Yes there are some twisted motherf.u.c.kers that make this world unpleasant and it flows down even from the peak, can you imagine, G.o.ds being evil and they don't care about it. We won't ever understand G.o.ds but I think I can throw some b.a.l.l.s and maybe hit some nails with it when I say; G.o.ds probably don't have any sense of morality at all. Morality is made up only by people who feel that it is needed so that good and evil can be distinguished. I think G.o.ds in the most right sense, don't care about if we live or die because we can't affect them in anyway at all. They don't become weak without believers; they're G.o.ds after all. They don't feel tired or exhausted; I don't think they feel at all. What I do know is that they are beings that that are like us to the ants. We don't think much of ants and so do they not. Yes, some may care for ants, but so do some G.o.ds.

We are ants to them, and just knowing that makes me want to give them a piece of my mind. It's impossible for me, but my current mind tells me, someday, it will become a possibility and someday, I will get to have a word with those that play with lives up there on their lofty seats.

The only truth here is that we push our ideals on G.o.ds we can't reach and whom doesn't care about us at all. That is what drives me to go against the trend. I won't follow any G.o.d's direction and instead go with my own decisions.

Again I veered off the real subject. What I want my son to have is a good life, filled with things that he himself decided on, without anyone pulling or bending his arms. I want him to lead a life without relying on the things that I can actually give him. That's right.

I realize now that my doting on him will only negatively affect his way of looking at the world. Instead of looking at the world with the eyes of a beggar, he will look at it with the eyes of a tyrant; an arrogant and spoiled narcissist that would simply rely on my name and power as backing in the future.

Thanks to my mind being clear now, I understand what I want to give my son. I will give him a father, not a powerful ruler nor a doting spoiler. A father that he can rely on to teach him how things work in the world without losing sight of what's good and what's best.

All this pondering made me hungry. Shall I go home now?

***

It took me not even a second to arrive home. is a good spell but it would still take me at least five seconds to step into the rift compared to just running wherever in this small city.

When I entered the Love Nest, every bit of noise can be heard inside. If I'm hearing right, then those clanging sounds are kitchen tools and utensils in use. Lucretia must be going all out. Speaking of which, I understand Lucretia's reason for doing what she did and from the guy's treatment of her, she seemed to have gotten on their nerves because of the potential rise in her status because of the child.

Although she gave sound reasons to me, I have now realized the real reason behind it without anyone telling me anything more. My mind has started to really work very well since I got home and relaxed a bit more. I wonder if this will keep on improving until my mind can grasp everything around me.

I will have to tell Lucretia that even though she bore me son, that doesn't change the fact that she's my servant, not my wife or anything other than that. Love had no place in what we did together for pleasure after all, but having a son, is still a big deal and so I will let her go scot free with what she did by getting a servant without my permission. That should be the reward and punishment she'll get from me.

No matter how others try to explain it to me, that move of hers was in fact already a betrayal to me, but since the circ.u.mstances dictated that she 'needed' if that is true at all, the extra help, I will let her go with that. In fact if she really needed help, then she could have asked Isaac to arrange something for her and maybe Caltec or Jon or even Mor could get someone from their families to help her give birth and take care of her duties temporarily. At least I know that those women were trustworthy and I can feel at ease about it with them.

If I really wanted to I could have just killed the maid she brought it, the one called Dethy. However, killing her just because I don't trust her is not enough to keep my conscience at peace, so I prompted out of the idea. Instead, that poor girl will never be able to set foot outside of my abode for the rest of her life. It may be cruel, but that's just how it is.

Further exploring the Love Nest, I see Isaac and the gang doing some kind of compet.i.tion to cut up the meat that they brought through their hunts. Isaac brought with him a frozen Adamantine-Talon Eagle. It's quite big and I don't remember there being a s.p.a.ce for such a thing in here until now. Caltec brought with him a Ground Fiend; this thing looked like a Chupacabra but with muscles the size of boulders. Jon hunted a Glacial Wyrm; this thing had the head of a bird of prey with body as big as twice a fighter jet. Finally, I saw Mor grinning all the way to his ears. What he had going for him was a snake the size of an Anaconda. Judging from his awfully hideous grin, this snake is even better than their own catch. Listening in on them I heard,

[Dammit! That guy's getting cheeky just because he caught himself a Forest Viper. We'll get him next time for sure.] Caltec sure sounds like he's holding a grudge just because of one Forest Viper. How good is that snake anyway for them to feel that they've already lost? I'll find out later.

[Tsk. If only it came towards my part of the forest then I'll have captured that myself. He just got lucky is all, don't worry about it.] Isaac was having a more accepting tone but a grudge is still evident.

Jon on the other hand, was laughing loud and saying, [Well, he's always been losing after all. His grudge would be bigger than ours and his frustration is already getting satisfied by grinning like that and looking at our faces. It's priceless how we can be like little children seeking for attention sometimes right?] After saying that both Caltec and Isaac, grown men made coughing sounds and turned their heads away as if nothing concerned them at all in this room. If you take away the grossness out of them, they'd actually look cute with that. Kukuku

I left them alone and ignored the rest of their bantering and turned my attention to Dethy, Asha and Meridith. They were doing some basic things like remembering where things are as Dethy pointed it to them while also taking out whatever Lucretia needed in her kitchen. It's good that they seem to be doing okay for the time being.

Without anyone minding me, I went towards the bedroom where my son was sleeping soundly. Anything outside of this room cannot be heard at all so this guy needs to be regularly checked. My super hearing also can't hear anything from outside even if I strained it. My xray vision also does not help in situations where an spell is cast. The only way to see and hear anything inside is if I were to use s.p.a.ce magic to peer into it as if hacking a channel or a frequency.

My son has been sleeping all this while hasn't he? Does Lucretia not take care of him from time to time at all? Let's see you little guy.

I took the baby in my arms and started to rock him very gently. Surprisingly my strength is very well controlled when I try to touch something I know is very fragile. Like human flesh.

"You have to grow strong and big son. I need you to be the best that you can be without relying on status or your background. I want you to be free as a bird, fierce as a lion yet gentle as a mother. That way you will treat people accordingly instead of holding biases like I am.

"Your father is not from this world. I am not someone that can easily relate to the situation of this world, but you on the other hand, can grow up as one of the many little kids in this world. You will grow and know about the world with the eyes of someone totally from here. I love you. I don't know if this is what I'm feeling right now for you, but just know that I feel that way and believe that it is so.

"So from now on, I want to see you soar, roar and hum; like the king that you are, Regis." The moment I uttered and decided on Regis' name, something unexpected suddenly happened.

*Ping*

Host has become a father to individual 'Regis'

Individual 'Regis' will receive bonus stats derived from Host's current stats

Individual 'Regis' will receive the bonus on his coming-of-age

What a surprise this is. I should be happy but I'm not. I'm worried instead. If he awakens to his powers and his stats will be derived from mine, which would mean that he'll have power equal to or less than what I currently have. This world's coming-of-age happens at 15. I will have to teach him about control most of all in his life. If not, he'll be like me that would kill millions of people by accident if he doesn't watch it.

However, did this happen because I named him personally or is it something that happens all the time when being given a name? Currently I can't answer that but surely, I'll be able to in the future.

Spending time with Regis who kept on sleeping even when I held him already, time pa.s.sed quite fast.

[Sire, the feast is ready and the guests have taken their seats. Please come.] Lucretia said as she invited me over to the dining room. The party is about to start, I'm so excited!