The tenth author's journal: book 2A

Chapter 8: Demon kingdom

"How long have you been standing there?" asks Blood Claw, who looks perplexed as he tries to divert this little angel's attention away from his and his prince's unwanted conversation. He waits for my reaction like a child waiting for a reprimand.

"Long enough, Eugen." Blood Claw recoils at the mention of his mortal name. He makes a hand motion to keep me from going any further. This will be a funny memory to have in the future.

"Not you, too." Blood Claw weeps in defeat. He is too exhausted to argue and powerless to forbid me from ever mentioning his name.

"Your prince appears to be courteous. Not to mention that he addressed me as a maiden." According to the earlier comment, the prince has caught a glimpse of my appearance, just a strained of hair, and yet determined me to be a fair maiden. I used to despise my silver hair because of how much mana it condensed in every part of my body. This vessel truly boosts Pa's ego in terms of bodily engineering expertise. Pa was attempting to recreate how God created the angel with these yellow eyes and silver hair. Only I emerged from those failures, and it was fortunate that I was able to retain the memory of the previous "Mikhail"s. Gabriel, I said that one was a byproduct of that production, and the other was not thrown away despite not meeting standards. Only Gabriel emerges from countless "Mikhail"s with his own identity, whereas I am merely a reproduction of Lord Michael's legacy. Our race, the archangels, is unique in that we are the only two who have only the soul fragments of pa and ma. The only homunculus twin in the world.

"Please forgive him; he was only being playful." You appear quite lovely to me? or is that strength you are going after?" Blood Claw appears perplexed as he tries to figure out what gender I am. What nonsense! But recall the first "Mikhail" ever designed to resemble Lord Michael and how quickly Pa decided not to assemble gender to homunculus as those born with male traits only grow later to resemble Pa and not Lord Michael.

"Either was fine; my parents had given up on my gender after a few failed attempts." They claimed that the act of giving gender would be overcomplicated because of Lord Micheal's resemblance." I say this while attempting to conceal the nature of my body.

"If that's what you're saying, I'm done arguing." This time, Blood Claw understands how pointless it is to bring up an uncomfortable subject. It's the weakness of a name that I hold against him.

"Was he supposed to come here and pick us up?" I inquire. It would save us time and allow me to settle in better than simply having Blood Claw escort me as an important guest.

"Are you referring to the prince?" Yes, he became impatient after your initial vow, but consider his unfinished business. I've already turned down his offer." As of his mention, the prince is rarely seen at court performing his royal duties. This is most likely due to the retainers being hand-picked by the prince rather than their power or authority. but how they clashed with the prince's personality. Blood Claw claims that he was chosen solely for his "efficiency" in battle, which is just another way of saying how the prince liked to battle by Blood Claw while the prince was concealing his identity.

"I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but..." I trip over my words. Trying to put it as simply as possible. Gabriel will not show mercy upon seeing me here, muttering apologies and attempting to retrieve my corpse before "rebirth" can take effect. At that point, a new "Mikhail" will take my place without knowing what will happen to them. Coming clean is not something I intend to do right now.

"Is there anything bothering you?" Blood Claw inquires, fearful of making me uncomfortable in the past. Sweat covered my face, yet this face has been unable to show emotion; remembering the creation script pa has noted how to control the emotion of a homunculus is quite useful in this situation.