You wake up in the morning with an intense pain within your abdomen way worse than any gemstone, glass, or enlarged seed could ever bring forth. You bite your tongue as you grip the sheets. It's as if your insides were being torn from the exertion of massive movement. You already felt a massive amount of pressure at your entrance, and your hate for the man who cause the conception in the first place quickly disappears.

Gara... Gara, are you there?

You felt foolish at expecting an honest reply as the same pain didn't return. You try again and again and again just to be met with nothing breaking your spirit a bit, but you decide to hold unto it as much as you possibly can for the boys in the back room and for the ones that were about to be brought into this world. You bring up your gown ripping away your garments feeling the head exiting you with your fingertips.

Gara! Fucking answer me!

Finally, you cover your mouth as your suddenly answer. You become dizzy as it seems like your head was about to split in two. A vision is transferred between you two of being in complete anguish, and you think the town's name multiple times along with picturing the welcoming sign that's at the entrance to it from the East. You finally scream from a contraction the room vibrating with magic it ripping through the Astral wall in colors of red and purple. You men it quickly thinking of your father's teachings. Your fae magic was even brought out of you changing through multiple wings of all types through your mother's bloodline and whatever you father attached to you. You feel the emblems burn into your skin as you're suffocated by a room filled with pixie dust. You hear the door open and Diana calling out for you, and the cries of the children from worry even waft through the room.

" Are you giving birth?!"

Diana received her answer from a head fully emerged from between your legs, and she urges Roman to go get some towels. He rushes away while she tries to keep the others back though they wanted so badly to be at your side. You go through another mind game seeing images of the house right before your eyes, and Diana senses the magic wanting to know who you're talking to.

" Are you communicating with someone?"

" T-The father..."

You wailed as you continue to push sensing you were halfway there.

" Keep going! Is he coming?"

" I don't... I can't.."

Before she can speak, you could see the concern on her face.

" What is it?! Is something wrong?!"

Without warning you, she sticks two fingers stretching your cervix relieving you of some pressure but also worsening the pain. You didn't understand why until she produces a Gemling, You laid your head back in frustration wondering why now of all times. That's when you heard a frantic banging, and you propped yourself up on your elbows wondering if that's Gara. You shake your head for that surely isn't possible, but after the door opens, you hear a frantic voice calling your name.

" Y/n?! Is there a Y/n here?!"

" Up here!"

Diana shouted having not expected the father to be in town.

You could hear footsteps thumbing upstairs, and before you know it, Gara bust through the fading magic to be in time for the first birth. The baby cries as it slides out revealing to be yet another boy in your life. Diana tries to get one of the children to get a knife from the kitchen, but Gara was already on top of things taking one from this side always having it for emergencies. Once done, he scoops up the blue dragonoid his wings fluttering at the attention.

" Wait... hold on..."

" W-What's wrong?!"

His words were enough for tears to whelp up on your eyes.

" No, it's okay! Shh! It's alright my dear! I can tell it's natural."

What did he mean by that? You would ask to hold him if it wasn't for the fact your contractions started again. You yell feeling as if you could black out any minute from blood loss and agony. Your stomach gleamed then like a star switching between green and white. You take a breather when you can though feeling this one was coming fast as well. For comfort, you looked at Gara who seemed too focus on the baby to notice you. Was that all he truly wanted? A child? He already has two who actually should of been born by now at this rate. You admit you were a bit curious of them. The Gemlings soon left your mind as your fae emblems decorated your body your eyes matching the esthetic. The bouncing baby boy reacts with his own similar vining his unseen gem radiating throughout the room.

" He's.. He's perfect."

He then looks upon you blushing if he could.

" And you my dear wife are beautiful."

" I'm.. I'm not- ah!"

You slam down a hand as Diana confirmed another baby was coming along with the occasional other type of births which greatly annoyed you. You were unaware, but Diana was already coming up with prices for them always having her mind on the gold. Amartya ran up to you as your cheeks were now soaked.

" Don't cry!"

" Amartya, please... leave.."

" One more push!"

You give it all you had to hear crying this time, and you looked at your slowly lowering belly to see now what caught Gara's attention. There upon it's forehead is a beautiful green emerald, and Gara sits upon the bed now trying to give an equal amount of attention.

" Another set of twins. I'm truly blessed-."

" Oh, I don't think she's done."

Gara truly couldn't believe it, and he didn't even believe you could take another painful procedure. Diana proclaims it's another boy which didn't surprise you though you was soon entangle with yet another wave of contractions. You were drenched in sweat praying this was your last, and the rest of your boys now crowd around you Sebastian holding one hand and Clem the othe.

" You got this mama!"

Atlas calls out to your expanding family hoping this was the end to it. Atlas starts to sing the lullaby you had taught him that day with his possible father, and you take in every lyric singing along like you mother had done with you. It almost felt symbolic almost like she was here for that song was one of few memories you had left of her. The baby comes easier this time sliding mostly out with ease.

" It's a little girl!"

You smiled almost laughing once seeing the clear quarts.

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