Chapter 199 - We'll Meet Again Next Year

"It's been a nice time with each and every one of you. This realm is not a place where I should've greeted my family beneath my boots." A clap could be heard when both of the infinity serpent's palms clashed with each other below her usual mischievous smile despite she bore no ill intent as of a moment. "Maybe when time gives us the immaculate truth, I shall descend back fully onto Neamh as the infamous serpent who bit its own tail."

"When will we be able to meet you again?" said Primis on top of Tuli's shoulder. "Blue Mommy is good at storytelling, I want you to tell me a bedtime story one day because Big Sis Tuli sucks at it!"

"Primis, I have not much of a value as an Elder." Tuli wryly smiled, trying to hide her embarrassment. "Don't make my image morph worse!"

"Since when you don't have much value as an Elder, Tuli." Damascus leaned to the side where her hellspawn friend was at. "You're as precious as our servant."

"See! My position as an Elder is a lie! They didn't even tell me that I'm one of the sect's disciples welcoming ceremony!"

Everyone laughed, as expected of the immaculate Tuli who was wise with her words. With the portal to the mansion's garden being summoned once again, the Serpent Ouroboros flicked the air, sparking a multiple line of floating small black droplets that traveled to their new host, each of the droplets were her blessings. She gave it to each of her family, even to the Ain and Asir.

"I have planted a unique kind of essence that could only be acquired by being directly given by me." The infinity serpent giggled. "It will surely be helpful to all of your journey in power acquisition.

"Oh, and for the Ouroboros of Neamh." She then put a smuggish grin onto her face. "Thank you for allowing me to use this vessel of yours. I shall be gladly using it on every occasion I have."

"No!" MF showcased her super friendly smile. Her halo was still exuding numerous colors of light like that of a disco, making her presence to be not taken seriously. "I didn't agree to anything that led you to be allowed to use that form as your formal vessel. Definitely not!"

"Anyway!"

"Don't change the topic!"

"Can all of you come here again next year?" The infinity serpent could be seen fidgeting her hand, throwing her gaze to the side instead of maintaining a proper eye contact like she usually did.

Back then, one of the Elders asked if the Serpent Ouroboros was allowed to come to Neamh or not. The infinity serpent told them everything they needed to know about the Ouroboros' means of hiding herself from numerous sides and factions that would be aiming for her whether it was good or bad.

The Ouroboros had influenced numerous worlds indirectly by her mere presence within the World Line. Especially within Neamh where her presence was the most clear and turbulent with all of her secret followers all around countless worlds. Even on the Underworld, her influence was massive and the higher figures within it were currently pursuing to unravel the truth about the almighty beast.

Surely, those from the above would likely clash with her and because the Ouroboros of Neamh was tied with its mortal status, none of the higher beings was able to track the true power of the galactic beast.

Revealing the curtain to the Elders might be a bad choice to preserve information. But as long as there was no gap and the bonding loyalty was still intact, the clear image of the Ouroboros would remain forever as a mystery that cannot be solved.

MF approached the blue-haired and shorter version of her, and picked the infinity serpent up by the armpit. At first the infinity serpent was confused, but it immediately turned into amusement as she chuckled.

"I'm not your wife, you know?" said the infinity as she smirked.

With a comforting smile, MF slipped all of her fingers and slid her hand to the infinity serpent's back, instantly initiating a warm hug to the lonely beast who was always gazing to the outside of the window.

"We'll come here once a year." MF said it to the infinity serpent's ears. A blush could be seen on the owner of the white realm.

The infinity serpent then replied to the hug with a tighter hug. From the outside of their perspective, both of them could be mistaken as siblings who always took care of one another. The scene gave all of its spectators a fluffy feeling inside their heart. One of them, Damascus, had a nosebleed from the excitement and the imaginary sugar she received.

It was a strange and comforting event. Seeing their own masters hugging one another filled their minds with relief, giving them the sense of security that they have followed the right person, removing any doubt and future malicious intent that could harm these two Ouroboros. It might be a weird intent to have as a follower but all of them, even the wisps and Primis, felt like they wanted to protect their Lord of cinnamon roll.

"Your boobs are bigger than mine, it's a little bit suffocating here," said the infinity serpent with a wry grin.

"You're really good at destroying the mood." MF replied with a poker face. "Deal with it, the Almighty Ouroboros would never die from such a thing like suffocating."

The Ouroboros was an existence tale. A story, unwritten by anything other than emotion and bond cultivated by the actors of a grand stage called life.

For the Ouroboros, maybe giving her name to MF was the best decision she could have made.

From the isolated overseer who was jealous and sentimental of the past, into a family member who was appreciated and respected by her followers and herself.

With a salutations and farewell, the Elders came back to their homeland. Only Cyanotype, MF and Foel remained on the infinite white realm.

"I've watched the two of you have experienced the glorious thing called the 'pillow thighs'." The infinity serpent playfully smirked. "Let me experience it as well next year."

With a stern and exaggerated unamusement, the Ouroboros of Neamh shouted, "Definitely not! I've said it many times and I shall say it again! Foel Mirage is my wife and my wife only!"

Cyanotype was too afraid to barge in the way of the real Ouroboros. So she maintained her nonchalant smile. 'Scary, these two are scary.'

Even though Foel was a mortal, her condensed symbols pill ability was able to pierce through the barrier within the heart of a grand existence such as the infinity serpent.

In her eyes, all she saw was compassion. There was an affection feeling unleashed by the infinity serpent to her but it was nothing more than that of a family.

But when it came to Meshia, the infinity serpent had her feeling unsheltered from any kind of hurdle. It was clear, noble, and kind. In one angle it could also be seen as love, or even that of a mother to her child. Or an elder sister to her little siblings.

Either way, Foel didn't mind it too much, because it was better and amusing this way.

'If both of them have already become the same entity. Wouldn't the affection that the Serpent Ouroboros hold can be counted as selfcest?'

As much as she cares and loves her partner, having an assuring someone who cared for the one you love as much as you do in this scenario was surprisingly assuring.

With a sly smile and hooded gaze, Foel thought to herself.

'I ship them.'

With that, Foel, Cyanotype, and MF gave their farewell. There was only a one year gap and they promised to make it even more crowded in the future, especially with more presentations and food.

The Ouroboros of Neamh have once again stepped onto her rightful land. With the portal being closed, the rest of the family members went out of the mansion and enjoyed the cheerful and rowdy scenery that the festival had to offer.

Despite it felt like they had passed more than ten hours within the realm of white, only an hour had passed in Neamh. Which was surprising because the Elders and the Greater Wisps had all of their stamina drained when they tried to comprehend the truth of their universe.

Certainly, it means that they have been enlightened by the ancient. The moment they stepped out from the realm unscathed, they were no longer a mere follower because they had been blessed by the greatest reward they could ever get as a mortal.

It was the Ouroboros' trust.

At first, it was hidden under the plain and hard to be seen. Soon enough, it would surely bring nothing but good onto their future.

As for MF, she didn't regret a single bit of doing that risky move.

"Well, time to enjoy the festival then."

As Domeniul Ceresc was blessed by joy and safety, thousands kilometers to the southeast from it was the infamous Faranor Citadel showcasing their military's might. Numerous Private Military Companies were also available within the site.

All equipped with plates and reinforced steels as their protection, they all marched beside a mobile obelisk formation while the rest of the personnel were scouting from above.

One of them stood on top of a floating platform with numerous weaponry below it, a tanomobi with long silver hair and fluffy earplugs on her rodent's ears. One patched eye and stern expression, she held her head high with numerous valkyries following her.

"That Rogue Citadel will be going down!"