Abyssal Chronicles-Chapter 1018: An Unsettling Atmosphere

In the consciousness space, Yumo stood before a small room’s door with a complicated emotion. After taking several deep breaths to compose herself, she nervously turned the doorknob and opened the sealed room.

The moment the door opened, unexpected sobbing reached her ears, causing her expression to freeze in surprise.

"Eh?"

Inside sat a girl who looked identical to her except for eye color, curled up pitifully on the bed. This was Momo, Yumo’s alter ego born from the Abyssal powers.

Unlike Yumo’s memories of Momo as bold and fearless, she now appeared fragile and weak - completely unbefitting her status as an Abyssal Lord. Her beautiful face was filled with hurt and lingering fear.

Momo’s lips trembled as tears rolled down like scattered pearls. Her crying resembled a mournful melody, revealing her inner pain and deep fear. Her sobs were as soft as a kitten’s mewling, the vulnerable sound tugging at one’s heartstrings.

While Yumo felt sympathy, her crimson eyes showed mostly surprise. She had come to the consciousness space to apologize to Momo, since she had forcefully suppressed Momo’s will earlier to protect her children, ignoring her wishes while preparing to sacrifice herself.

After all, Momo was also one of this body’s rightful owners. Ignoring her will to make such a major decision left Yumo feeling quite guilty.

So after everything settled, Yumo came with sincere apologies, expecting anger and lectures. Instead, she found Momo crying alone.

She must have been truly frightened.

"Are you okay, Momo?"

At Yumo’s words, Momo finally noticed her shadow in the doorway. Her tearful, resentful gaze shot towards Yumo.

Though Momo usually maintained a dignified image before Yumo, this time she was truly scared witless. Unable to keep up appearances, she shouted:

"OKAY MY ASS! You stupid baka! How could you do that?! Making decisions without asking me!! Were you trying to scare me to death?!"

Her emotions poured out uncontrollably along with her tears.

"Waaah... you idiot, that was too much..."

What if we really died? I’d be the most pathetic Abyssal Lord ever! How shameful!

And I’ve been locked in that dark room since birth, finally got a chance to go out...

But I haven’t experienced anything yet!

Food, music, all those fun games you mentioned... I haven’t tried any of it!

I barely got to act cool at all!

"It would be too unfair to die like this!"

Clearly, Momo had so much she still wanted to experience, with no thoughts of dying. That’s why Yumo’s suicidal intentions had made her so anxious and afraid.

Even though the threat to their life was gone, Momo still felt instinctive panic.

"You jerk... how could you... be so reckless..."

"..."

Seeing Momo so uncharacteristically vulnerable, Yumo sighed guiltily. She sat down on the bed beside Momo’s reproachful gaze.

Before Momo could react, Yumo pulled her into an embrace, gently patting her head:

"Sorry for scaring you."

The scene of two similar girls embracing created a warm atmosphere. In Yumo’s arms, feeling the familiar presence and inexplicable safety, Momo gradually calmed down and began enjoying the warmth, just like when Yumo first freed her from the dark room...

However, being hugged didn’t stop Momo from being stubborn like Yumo:

"Sc-scared? As if... how could I be scared... I’m just, just mad at your recklessness."

"Mad enough to cry?"

"Ummm..."

Momo bit her lip, unable to argue.

Unlike usual, the guilty Yumo wasn’t in the mood to tease, just continuing to stroke Momo’s head:

"I’m sorry. I won’t be so reckless again."

"You promise?!"

"Yes, I promise. So don’t be angry anymore. I’ll make it up to you. Didn’t you want to try the iced plum cake I made for Yuan’er? I’ll make it right after, and let you out to eat it. You’ll get more chances to go out in the future too."

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"Really?"

"Mm-hmm, as long as you behave."

"Umm but..."

"But what?"

"Umm..."

Slowly looking up, Momo glanced at Yumo’s chest complex before boldly giving it a squeeze, then sighed regretfully: "Sigh, listen dummy... you’ve got no meat here, stop pushing people’s heads against it, it hurts."

"….You’re one to talk!"

Several minutes later, under Yumo’s comfort, Momo’s emotions gradually stabilized. With her emotions settled, the Shadow Power raging in Yumo’s body also calmed down.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Yumo returned to reality. Opening her eyes, she saw her familiar room in the Winter Forest.

The room looked exactly as it had six years ago when she left, but without any dust. Clearly, her children had been regularly cleaning her room.

Thinking of those destructive, sometimes messy children maintaining such cleanliness after she left, Yumo smiled warmly with satisfaction.

"Well then, everyone’s here now... time to see them."

With that thought, Yumo rose eagerly and headed to the living room.

Though she had secretly seen her children before, except for Yuan’er, she hadn’t interacted much with the others. Thinking about this reunion after six years made her heart race with excitement. Plus, she had thought she would die by Asar’s hand, never seeing her children again.

But she survived, and this feeling of regaining what was lost made her even more eager to embrace her children.

It had been so long...

They must have missed me, right?

Would they rush to cuddle in my arms?

Well...

They probably would~

Just imagining the reunion scene made Yumo excited.

Then, Things predictably went unpredictably...

"Long time no- Eh??"

When Yumo entered the living room greeting, her words caught in her throat at the strange atmosphere.

At this moment,

Except for Youlan, all six of her children were gathered in the living room.

However,

Instead of the joy and excitement Yumo expected, everyone wore identical sour expressions.

From the eldest Kalina to the youngest Yuan’er, the little ones unanimously furrowed their brows and turned down their mouths, fully displaying their depression and displeasure. Especially those reproachful gazes fixed on Yumo, making her shudder and unconsciously step back.

Clearly, This wasn’t a welcoming atmosphere... but rather one of settling accounts...

Yumo couldn’t help but draw in a sharp breath.

Haha... I have a bad feeling about this.