Abyssal Chronicles-Chapter 1044 - 1024: A Bewildered Yumo

"Crossing over after death and becoming an Abyssal Lord? That’s fucking incredible! How’d you manage that?"

"Incredible? Not really." Yumo sighed, her crimson eyes downcast.

"How can you not think it’s incredible? In the vast Source Star Universe, even level 9 beings can casually destroy worlds. Abyssal Lords are so powerful that regular level 9s have to avoid them! How is becoming such a powerful being not incredible?"

"It really isn’t. I just feel like a puppet being manipulated, everything planned out for me. It’s suffocating."

"Why do you say that?"

"You just asked how I became an Abyssal Lord, right? Honestly, it was all arranged by your precious Holy Maiden."

"The Holy Maiden?!"

"Yeah, your oh-so-great Holy Maiden!" Yumo’s voice dripped with venom. "After turning me into an Abyssal Lord, she controlled my entire life in the Trial Space, manipulating my every move. Everything I did seemed to be within her expectations. Even my return to Blue Star was her doing - she sent me back."

"So that’s why..." Satoru’s eyes widened with realization. "I wondered how an Abyssal Lord could enter Blue Star without triggering alarms or getting any reaction from the Holy Maiden... it was her doing all along."

"Maybe even this chat with you was arranged by her. Otherwise, how could we meet so coincidentally right after I returned..."

"Damn, that’s actually pretty creepy when you put it that way."

"Oh, right." Yumo’s expression turned serious as she faced Satoru. "You mentioned this world is directly managed by the Holy Maiden. Can you contact her?"

"Contact the Holy Maiden? You want to find her?"

"Yeah." Yumo nodded, trusting her childhood friend with the truth. "Actually, I came to this world to save a silly girl. Another Abyssal Lord captured her... and I can’t find them."

"So you want the Holy Maiden’s help finding them?"

"Yes, but there’s more to it."

Gazing at the star-filled night sky, a trace of worry crossed Yumo’s ethereally beautiful face.

"No matter what, I need to find her to have any chance of going back."

"Back? You mean to the other world?"

"Yeah. Like I said, I was basically forced to return here. My children are still in that world. I have to... find a way back."

"Children?"

Muttering those words, Satoru’s expression grew peculiar as his gaze shifted to the honey-haired little girl playing on the rooftop. Noting her face’s 60% resemblance to Yumo, his expression became increasingly strange.

"That one... could she be your child?"

"Yep, cute isn’t she~?"

Turning to look at Youlan, Yumo’s face lit up with pride. She always got excited talking about her kids.

"Yes, very cute, but... but... who’s the father?"

"Father?"

Yumo tilted her head in confusion.

"Well, how should I put this..."

Am I these girls’ father?

Probably not...

They’re more like asexually reproduced beings from me?

Yumo pondered internally.

However, watching Yumo’s behavior, Satoru’s eyes filled with shock and a disgust. He seemed to have interpreted her answer and hesitant gaze quite differently.

"Don’t tell me... after becoming a girl, you started fooling around in the other world? Your private life got so messy you don’t even know who the kids’ father is?!!"

As he spoke, Satoru’s mind wandered to some rather explicit scenarios.

However, this flight of fancy was quickly cut short by Yumo’s sharp glare and the menacing feather duster in her hand.

"What the hell are you imagining?"

Yumo coldly spoke while waving the feather duster, which let out an eerie shriek.

"Nothing nothing!!! I wasn’t thinking anything!! Really nothing at all!!!"

Satoru shook his head frantically, his survival instincts kicking in.

"Whatever."

After glaring at Satoru a few more times, Yumo shook her head helplessly.

"Let me explain it this way - those children were created from my blood. If you have to put it in terms of parenthood, I’m both their mother and father."

"Created from blood? That’s possible?"

"In a world with magic and divine power, why not?"

".... Good point."

After thinking briefly, Satoru accepted Yumo’s explanation.

"So for your children’s sake, you plan to return to the other world? Back to the Trial Space?"

"Yeah."

Yumo nodded slightly.

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"I can’t be an irresponsible mother and abandon my children in that world. Besides, considering the hostility toward Void Demons here, returning to the other world seems more appropriate."

"That’s true. But what about your family in this world? Uncle, Auntie, your brother and sister?"

At these words, Yumo’s expression became conflicted.

She stopped playing with her hair, fingers frozen mid-air holding a strand. Her crimson eyes flickered with uncertainty, brows furrowing as if caught in an inescapable dilemma.

Her lips quivered slightly, as if wanting to speak, but she swallowed the words. Her hair swayed gently between her fingers, moving in rhythm with her inner turmoil.

The silent girl’s gaze alternated between staring into the distance, seemingly chasing memories, and squeezing shut, as if blocking out unwanted truths. Her lips moved unconsciously, but no sound came out.

After a long silence, a bitter smile crossed Yumo’s breathtakingly beautiful face.

"Yeah... if I really return to the other world, what about them..."

Taking them to live in a completely unfamiliar continent probably isn’t realistic. That might satisfy me, but would my family accept it?

Watching this beautiful, worried young woman, Satoru sighed and advised:

"For now, don’t stress about this. Take time to think it through."

Not knowing the details of Yumo’s experiences in the other world, Satoru tactfully avoided giving specific advice. Besides, if it truly was an either-or choice, such a decision couldn’t be made lightly.

"I understand you want to meet the Holy Maiden. I can help relay your situation to her... but it’ll take some time. Meanwhile, Yumo, please lay low and stay put. Even though you’re an Abyssal Lord born under the goddess’s guidance, people here still deeply fear Abyssal Lords and Void Demons. If your identity is exposed, it’ll cause an uproar."

"Stay put, huh?"

"Yeah, stay quiet and think things through. Also, find time to visit your family. After your death, Uncle and Auntie were heartbroken for so long, and little Mi even fainted from crying once."

"Mm."

Yumo nodded noncommittally.

"I was planning to see them anyway."

As she said this, a flash of anticipation crossed her troubled eyes.

At the same time, seeming to recall something, Yumo curiously looked at her old friend.

"Oh right, Sato."

"Hm? What’s up?"

"How was that incident resolved back then?"

"Incident? What incident?"

"The day I died! Didn’t a bunch of black monsters suddenly appear? If not for those monsters, I wouldn’t have accidentally gotten hit by a truck. I’m just curious what happened to those monsters? Did anyone figure out where they came from?"

"Huh?"

Faced with Yumo’s stream of questions, Satoru blinked in confusion and scratched his head, completely bewildered.

"Monsters?"

"Yeah, the monsters that went on a killing spree in the City! Why are you looking at me like you don’t know anything?"

"Uh, I really don’t understand what you’re talking about... Yumo, have you lived so long that your early memories are mixed up? What monsters? What killing spree? I’ve never heard of anything like that, and more importantly... you weren’t killed by a truck! You committed suicide by jumping off a building!"

"WHAT!!!!??"

Now it was Yumo’s turn to be completely dumbfounded.