The World Serpent

"You can decline if you want to." Persia smiled as she didn\'t want to force the young one to accept a name from her. Besides, she wanted the full consent of the girl. She didn\'t want to go around naming things without any approval. Hearing the words of Persia, Statera turned her red crimson eyes towards the Great Ruler of Azathoth.

Persia had been exhibiting the signs of a young Great Ruler. Young, Proud, Arrogant, Greedy, and Cunning. It was a normal phase for young Great Rulers. The Great Ruler of Astra, Dwargon, Elda, and Bestia had passed such a phase. It was more or less like puberty. After all, the Great Rulers stood at the top. 

Even if she had admitted her foolish pride, such things weren\'t as simple as they seemed. The pride of the Great Ruler was utterly deep within the subconscious. No matter what she does. Her prideful self would always emerge either unnaturally or naturally. To be honest, this phase was the phase most Great Rulers wouldn\'t want to talk about.

They wouldn\'t, anyone, remember the foolishness of their days. This was why there was an unspoken rule not to speak about a Great Ruler\'s phase. There were things that were better left forgotten. A quote from Statera\'s old spirit friend. The only thing she could do was hope that Persia\'s phase wouldn\'t be incredibly damaging like hers. 

The beautiful young girl thought about the words of Persia and the name given to her. Just like before, Persia could imagine a loading screen atop the beautiful young girl\'s head. After a while, the beautiful young girl then replied with a monotone voice.

"I am grateful for the name you have given to me, Mother. I will treasure this name. I hope that I would be useful to you in the future."

Gloria was good at her words despite her monotone voice. Even Persia couldn\'t help but have her heart thump for a second. Persia swiftly shook her head and replied with a serene voice. "There is no need for you to hope. I\'ll take care of you."

A smile slowly formed on Persia\'s face. A real smile, which was different from Persia\'s fake demonic smile.

Statera, who saw everything, couldn\'t help but rub her red crimson eyes. There were many ways to make the Great Ruler Phase pass on faster than normal. Such was the orthodox ways and the unorthodox ways. The most normal was the way of love. There were dozens of types of love. One of the best was parental love.

\'Maybe I can use this? With enough manipulation, I can make Persia worry about a lot of things. I can also exaggerate numerous things so that Persia would worry about the people around her more. It might take out the Great Ruler Phase. Though, in the end, it is merely a theory.\' 

Tens of thoughts passed through the head of Statera. After they completely passed through her mind, Statera smirked and released a single thought that would affect everything. \'As it is a theory, I shall test it if it works. After all, deduction and confirmation are one of the important parts in a theory.\'

"Persia, as this little one is your child. I think that you should teach her about the Realm of Piksyon. I also think that you should be careful when teaching, especially your actions within the Nation of Azathoth. Most children copy their mothers or fathers. What would happen if Gloria sees you at your current state?"

Statera\'s words were as tempting as the best devils. Upon hearing Statera\'s words, Persia remembered her current state. If Gloria would copy her actions. At such a thought, Persia could imagine acting like a Demoness Villain from an Otome story. Persia wouldn\'t want her future left-hand subordinate to end up like that.

It appears that Statera\'s plan was working. After all, Persia wasn\'t even thinking if it was possible for an Artificial Intelligence to act like that. As Persia thought that Gloria was more or less like a child with basic knowledge. She still didn\'t have any experience or wisdom. Persia continued thinking about it. She got more and more confused as time passed by.

"Then, what should I do, Senior Statera?" Persia asked with her soothing voice as she didn\'t know what to do or how to even take care of someone. Now that she had thought about it. Did she take care of someone at all? The Inquisition was more or less automated. She was simply a symbol of it.

"The first thing you should do is to be a good image and mother for the child. Act like someone you want your child to grow into. What they see would be the first things they would do. I advise you to be careful and tell Ego about it." Statera answered with a smile on her face. She couldn\'t help but feel that she was going deeper and deeper with this theory of hers. 

"I see... If I had a child, I would want her to grow up into a good girl. But that kind of thing doesn\'t seem appropriate in the Realm of Piksyon. Should I teach her about war strategies and fighting instead? That would be better than being a good girl." Persia was uttering her thoughts out loud. Statera, who heard it, couldn\'t help but feel like sh*t for pushing Persia this deep into motherhood. 

"Then, Since you have made your mind. I\'ll take my leave. The both of you should talk to each other as mother and daughter." Statera smiled towards Gloria and Persia as she walked towards the metallic door. But before she could leave, she felt a hand on her shoulder. Statera turned her head and saw Persia with a demonic smile. 

"Eh?" Statera got confused as Persia said with a serene yet cold voice. "You should stay here, Senior Statera. I need more advice from you. After all, aren\'t you a thousand yea old, Great Ruler?" The words of Persia made Statera remember the worst things that happened in her life.

"You know, I haven\'t been in love for thousands of years. As Great Rulers, we have the responsibility to guide our race and protect them. I don\'t have any experience with motherhood and love. I simply observe them from afar. Nothing more, nothing less. I doubt that it would be me that you should take advice on." 

Statera said as she clenched her fist. She still couldn\'t move as Persia\'s hand was gripping her shoulder. Persia uttered as she gripped got stronger and stronger. "Statera, Gloria exudes the sign of your genes passing onto her. The Blue Azure Hair and Red Crimson Eye are your traits. You also have the responsibility of taking care of her."

The words escaping from Persia\'s mouth were the truth. Statera turned her gaze towards the child as she noticed the traits of herself plastered on the child. She sighed upon this realization and looked towards Persia. "Is there something you want, Persia?" One would expect Persia to ask something more, but it appears that she was content with everything she had for now. 

"I don\'t want something from you. Though, I do want you to recognize her as your daughter. Even if she was created by an Origin Skill. Promise me, that you will think of her as that rather than a subordinate of your friend." Persia said with a serious tone. Even if she didn\'t want to agree with it, Persia understood that Gloria had some of Statera\'s genes.

"Who do you think I am? I am the Great Ruler of Astra. Of course, I will look at her as my one and only daughter. Though, Persia, I would also like to remind you that if something happens to her. Even if you are my friend, I\'ll make you fall into the depths of the underworld."

The Two Great Rulers were gazing upon each other with cold stares that could kill weaker creatures. Fortunately, after a while, the Two Great Rulers started laughing at each other. Well, such was the sign of their commitment, no matter how awkward it looked. 

"Well then... Gloria, do you want to follow me. You would be happy to meet your aunt, who was the one that created a box equivalent to a bird\'s egg." Persia smiled towards Gloria who tilted her head in confusion. "Aunt? May I ask, was she the Creator known as Ego?"

"Hmm... You know her?" Persia was surprised that Gloria had known Ego beforehand. Gloria wryly smiled and answered with her monotone voice.

"Creator Ego, I remembered her working hard to create me. The days that passed through, the glimpse of memories, and the words about how I would become her greatest creation kept echoing in my mind. Though, I never became one as the lack of materials and energy source to construct my complete consciousness didn\'t exist in any known realities."

"Do you want to meet her? I can bring you to the Fortress Bastion and meet Ego along with hundreds of your Sisters." Persia said as a smile slowly formed on Gloria\'s face. No matter how emotionless she acted, she was still an 8-year-old child who had simple wishes. 

Meanwhile, in the Fortress Bastion of the Occidental Region. Chaos was circulating at a fast speed. Order was breaking down as fiery shouts echoed within the depths of the Fortress. Everyone and everything in Fortress Bastion was panicking and anxious. After all, Something unexpected happened.

"EMERGENCY!!! MASTER HAS A DAUGHTER!!!"

"I REPEAT!!! MASTER HAS A DAUGHTER!!!"