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[•Lucine's POV•]
"Ugggghhhhh..." I groaned tiredly, laying on the coach like a starfish, my arm and leg dangling on the edge."So... Exhausted..." I mumbled.
"That's what you get for using magic that you can't handle." Lunate said with a 'duh' tone as he fixed his tie.
"Maybe if you helped me, then I wouldn't be this exhausted." I retorted with a glare.
"Yes, well, you didn't ask nor did I want to." He gave me a shit eating grin, to which I growled at him in annoyance.
"*Sigh* Well, I'm taking days off. See ya!" I said quickly as I opened a portal below me.
"Hey wai—!" Didn't even hear the rest of the words, but, eh who cares.
Swish
I felt the fresh oxygen fill my lungs as it flew past my body. Using the last of my energy to change my clothes into some jeans, red shirt, and a lab coat.
"Now lets go visit Regal!" I cheered enthusiastically.
The past few years we've become close friends. I would come visit him when I want some peace from all the training and work. Wait a minute, why do I feel like I'm missing something?
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I blinked rapidly as I stared at the blue eyes that stared back at me with curiosity. The small form of a baby sitting on the nest of the wolves made me realize that I really need to read the manga again, it has been decades since I have, and if I keep missing these important details then I might just ruin my own plan.
"Y-you... Stole a cattle child from your job..." It wasn't a question, but a statement.
"Yes..." Regal answered anyways.
"And then resigned the day after."
"Yes."
There was a moment of silence, except for the baby talk. I knew this would happen, and I could help him since I am 'human', or so Regal think but meh. But what will happen with my interference? Well, I'm already here so I guess it's too late to back down now.
"Welp! I'm guessing you let me in here because you don't know how to raise a child?" I turned to Regal with a reassuring smile.
"...Yes..." He confessed sheepishly.
"Well then! I'd gladly help! Though you better be ready, being a parent isn't as easy as taking care of wolves." I said as I pointed my index finger at him with a devilish grin. And at those words, I think I saw his soul left his body.
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[•Luna's POV•]
Uuugggghhhh, being a baby is so haaaaard."C'mon Luna, open your mouth, you need to eat." Some random extra I don't bother to remember since they're gonna die anyway said.
Shit, I think I binge watched too much anime before coming here. Now I think like them.
"Ahhhh." I opened my mouth with an unamused face.
"There we go!" She grinned at me.
Damnit, can't I just feed myself!? I know I'm only a 1 year old but still! This is just getting annoying, and I can't even talk properly to tell them!
"Waaayooooo! Iwa uway!" I whined with a pout.
Ray is so much better to communicate with since we both understand each other, I don't how but whatever.
"You and Ray can play AFTER you finish eating." Extra said. My eyes narrowed at her, which made her sweatdrop.
"Fwu." I said as I took the bowl of oatmeal and drank it, ignoring the stares they gave me.
This would be more delicious with powered milk and chocolate on it.
Wait— how am I drinking this all? Babies' stomach are too small to take large proportions of food at once, and yet here I am drinking it all like I'm a child. Hm.
Thump
I put the bowl down and stared at the kids with indifference, even Isabella looked astonished.
"Uway." I said boredly.
That seem to have made them even more surprised that I drank the whole bowl because I wanted to see Ray. Their eyes as large as saucers and mouth agape, their pupils so small because of shock and... Is that horror I see? Well, not that I care what they think. I just wanna see Ray, and maybe Norman as well. Emma isn't here yet by the way.
"U-um, okay. I'll be bringing Luna to the nursery, Mom." The other extra said.
"Um, sure. Go ahead." Isabella said quietly.
She's probably or most likely gonna tell HQ about this, but whatever.
"Ba ba." I waved goodbye, at least I have the consciousness to say goodbye than just straight up leave without a word.
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"Wuna?" Ray tilted his head as he saw us come in, Norman turned from him to me. Looks like they were communicating as well.
Hehe, prodigies am I right?
"Eyo!" I greeted with a grin and wave, the extra carrying me sweatdropped from my peripheral vision.
What? Something wrong with having a favorite sibling?
She put me down on the play mat where the two future premium meat were, including me most likely.
"Aye." Norman greeted back.
"Iyu erle?" Ray asked.
"Awan o si u." I replied.
"Oh..." He hummed.
"At fas." Norman noted.
"Meh, aye drin ol." I shrugged.
"Eh!?" Norman and Ray flabbergasted.
"Howo!?" Norman exclaimed.
"Uwu." I shrugged.
"Wuna! Ato ba!" Ray scolded.
"Inot!" I defended.
While the three of us were conversing, the extra who brought me here watched us in amazement and fear. It was like she saw the end of the world coming by just watching us. But she did leave after she felt like fainting.
"*Sigh* Is meh lyf, no disub." I huffed while crossing my arms.
"Weyoni wan iyu sef." Norman explained worriedly.
"Isyu gewurt, mi bee huwt." Ray said sadly.
"Dowery, mi tekker sefin sutur." I promised.
"Iyu beyer." Ray narrowed his eyes on me.
"Mhm, owe dowit seyf." Norman nodded in agreement.
"Su owerproekive." I shook my head with a small smile.
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[•3rd POV•]
"She drank the whole bowl in one go?" Grandma asked from the radio."Yes. And all because she wanted to see her sibling." Isabella reported.
"Amazing, it seems she is doing well. Keep a closer eye on her from now on, we wouldn't want her to eat one of them by accident. We've lost way too many premium meat the past decades." Grandma said.
"Understood." Isabella replied as she ended the call.
"*Sigh* Let's hope she doesn't transform while she's still here." She muttered beneath her breath.
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The New God of Demons [The Promised Neverland]
Fanfiction~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N Totally had to change the description since the story is straying away from what the old description says. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There is more to a story than you think. Sometimes circumstances force people to c...