Omen: 10, 20

  Mana: 18 -> 15Enting CheckD20 + 7 = 17 (10)Omen: 10, 20 -> 1020 + 7 = 27

  Adam plucked a Thread of Fate, and thus Fate was forever ged.

  Though Adam had ented the staff thrice, it still o be ented for a while longer. ‘The shield didn’t o be ented for aire week…’ Adam let the thought go. He didn’t o know why the shield didn’t need a week’s worth of enting as he had no pns to ent shields for some time.

  Adam stepped out of the shrio he whiteness which had fallen against the Iyr. The gentle dropping of snow fell across the Iyr’s nd, bringing with it a ess which it had not experienced in some time. He exhaled, noting the visible vapours which appeared in front of his face. The shriself had been protected against the elements, though he recalled there had been a time wheer had been provided.

  ‘So many little things to think about, but so little time,’ Adam thought, before making his way home.

  Konarot stomped towards her father, snow c her entire back. Kirot and Karot y in the snow, purring quietly, half asleep. Though they wao greet their father, the snow had called for them.

  Adam lifted Konarot up, feeling the snow which was glued to her back. He wiped the snow off the back of her head, before pnting a firm kiss on her forehead. “Hello, Princess. Are you enjoying the snow?”

  Konarot purred affirmatively, nuzzling into his neck, before she squirmed out of his arms. She grabbed his hand and led him to a pile of snow which had been piled up, before she poio him, her expet eyes pressing down against her father.

  Adam y against the snow, which caused him to shudder, and Konarot y beside him. The ess seeped through his body as Kirot and Karot crawled their way to their father to y near him, taking their p the snow.

  Sonarot stared at Adam, who was shuddering in the snow, w when he would reach his limits. Then, it came to her. “Konarot, Kirot, Karot. e. It is time to eat.”

  The triplets forced themselves out of their daze, beginning to crawl towards their nana, before they eventually dragged themselves by their feet to her. Adam sat up, snow stuck to his back, uo feel it. He shuffled his way to the fire, sitting near it to deal with the cold which had pletely overwhelmed his babsp;

  Sonarot draped a b over his back. “You have been sin by a God twice, will you die to the snow?”

  “Die?” Adam asked. “The me from back then and now are different, Aunt. Back then, if I had such cute children, I would have been unstoppable.”

  Adam wondered if he could gain the same strength he had possessed in his previous life. Back then he was well above that of a Paragon, though barely a year had passed. It artly because he had taken a cheat which had doubled any XP he had gained, but also because the Levels were based on separate Css Levels rather than a total Css Level. So he could take Level One in many csses, each for the same price, rather than how it was now, where every Level increased by thousands of XP.

  “How was your enting?” Sonarot asked, filling a hot bowl of soup for him.

  “Pretty good,” Adam said, smiling to his Aunt. “I had a good Omen.” He chuckled at his joke, before feeling a muscle in his back twinge from the ess, and he sipped away at his soup. ‘Though, I am pretty poor now…’

  Once he had warmed up, he pyed with his childreing them piled up the snow, before they wrestled against it. He tossed snowballs around with them, and buried them in the snow, though kept a to see if they were going to feel sick. Eventually he sed pces with Jarot, taking a moment to rest as he looked after Jirot and Jarot, who were bundled up within their bs, their faces exposed to the air.

  Lanarot grabbed onto Adam’s leg, pouting up at him. “Papa.” The girl stared up at him, on the verge of tears.

  “What’s wrong Lanababy?” Adam asked, pig her up, brushing her hair with a hand.

  “Is papa,” the girl replied, sug ohumb as she cuddled up against Adam.

  “Did you miss me?”

  “Yeh,” the girl replied, pouting up at him once more.

  “I’ll py with you more too,” Adam promised, hugging her close. He had been spendiime with Lanarot since he had gained five children. Whereas he would spend hours with her in the evening with his full attention, he would only spend a few minutes now and again with her alone, but usually pyed with her alongside the others.

  “Do you want to read with papa?” Adam asked. Lanarot pulled her thumb out of her mouth and smiled. Adam smiled, nuzzling her nose. “Okay, you sit on my p and we read, okay?”

  “Keh,” the girl replied, before babbling up at him excitedly.

  The seonth of nightval began with Adam receiving several amber gems, each worth a hundred gold.

  “What is this?” Adam asked, his curious gaze catg Zijin’s eyes.

  “Your payment.”

  “My payment?” Adam asked.

  Elder Zijin remained silent for a long while, thinking it was a joke.

  “Oh!” Adam said, his cheeks turning red from embarrassment. “Yes. For the enting. Right.” He had ted two thousand golds worth of gems, twenty ambers. He thought back to the previous month, realised it robably because he ented twenty ons.

  Zijin smiled, and bowed his head. “The ons have been prepared for you this month.”

  “Thanks,” Adam said, staring down at the gems in the pouch. ‘Two thousand gold a month. That’s a lot of money. I’ve made the money back from enting the Greater Enhanced on.’ Adam hummed quietly to himself in thought. ‘How much should I save for the children?’

  Adam tinued enting over the seonth of nightval. He also spent the ms and evenings with the children. He pyed with the older children as well as his sister and his own children.

  He noted how Jirot and Jarot cried stantly, and they would only calm dowhe Rot family soothed them, or the Gak family pyed with them. They would stare at the Gaks with a surprise look before smiling at them, their eyes glued to the Devilkin.

  “Do you think they’re trying to steal my kids away from me?” Adam whispered to Sir Vonda, who had joihem to eat during the week.

  “How they steal your children away from you?” Vonda asked. “Your children adore you so much.”

  “That’s right,” Adam said, nodding his head. “They ’t steal my children away from me sihey love me so much.”

  Vonda remained silent, looking to Jurot and the others, who had asked her for support. She wondered how she was going to do it, sidering Adam loved to py with his children. Every time she saw him with his children, he seemed as though he had no care in the world.

  Omen: 3, 3

  ‘I suppose I take a day off in the middle of the week…’

  “Adam,” Sir Vonda called as Adam returned with his children, along with Jurot and Turot. They had spent the m ihs of the Iyr, accepting the warmth they provided.

  “Sir Vonda,” Adam greeted, letting his children down, who immediately fell into the snow, embrag the ess. Though they had ehe warm baths, it was only so they could emphasise the ess of the snow against their skin and scales. “Sir Vonda, my childreoo cute! Look at them!”

  Vonda uood why Jurot and the others came to her, for she was one of the few with the patieo deal with how annoying Adam had bee. “Let us talk, Adam.”

  “Hmm?” Adam slowly aking a seat with her to one er. “What’s the matter?”

  “I see that you love your children dearly,” Vonda said, p Adam some warm tea from cy tea pot, whi Iyrman had gifted her.

  “If they were your children I’m sure you’d love them as much as I do,” Adam said, sighing with a smirk.

  Sir Vonda paused for a moment, allowing Adam to realise what he had said, before noting the flush on his cheeks. “I am certain I would.”

  “Right,” Adam replied, taking a sip of the tea, only to burn his lips.

  Health: 65 -> 64

  “I see you spend so much time with them, especially your triplets,” Vonda tinued.

  “Right?” Adam leaned in, already uanding where Vonda was going with this.

  “I wish to advise you, if you are willing to accept.” Vonda’s eyes remained glued to Adam’s, who had fought away the blush of awkwardness.

  “I trust you deeply, Sir Vonda,” Adam assured. “If you have something to say, I’m always willing to hear it, including any adviay have.”

  “I have never seen anyone who holds as much love for their children as you,” Vonda admitted. “However, there is such a thing as too much love. If you tio favour them this way, they will not grow up well.”

  “Children grow well when their parents truly love them,” Adam replied.

  “I have no doubt of your words, but there is more than love which is needed. A firm hand, a-,”

  “I will not hit my children,” Adam stated, firmly.

  Vonda fell quiet. Adam’s words were not a surprise, but Vonda hadn’t thought about the matter. “How will you disciplihem?”

  “Firm words and a timeout does the trick,” Adam said. “If a parent has to hit their child to get them to listen, they are not fit to be a parent.”

  Vonda, the Priest of Life, fell into thought about Adam’s words. “You would not spank them?”

  “If a parent has to hit their child to get them to listen, they are not fit to be a parent.”

  Vonda bowed her head. “It will be difficult for you when you have to leave them, and difficult for them too. If you spend too much time with them, there will be no ce for the rest of your family to grow with them. They only know the warmth of their father’s arms within the Iyr. When that disappears, then…”

  “That’s not true,” Adam replied. “They don’t know only me and my prote. The twins were born in the rain and mud. The triplets spent a long while trying to fiheir father. Konarot still has the scars, the one on her face, the scales which aren’t growing properly at her side.”

  Vonda could see it, the darkness whicroached on Adam’s face. It was a darkness she hadn’t seen before, and it was a darkness which Adam had filed away even deeper than the darkness of meeting Shama.

  “I uand I’m being selfish. I’m spending a lot of time with my children, and they’re getting used to seeing me daily. They’re spending some time with their family, sure, but I know that they’re extremely close to me. We’re spending nightval in the Iyr, when we should have been out to help Dunes with his friend.” Adam held the warm cup in his hand, feeling the warmth spread through his hand. He had thought about what had happeo Konarot, those scars of hers. If those vagabonds hadn’t been killed, Adam wondered what he would have doo them.

  Vonda’s face remained ral, seeing the thoughts on Adam’s face. “I am gd they are safe, Adam.”

  “Me too.” Adam sighed.

  “I wish you, and your family, the best, Adam.”

  “I know.”

  “Your children should spend time with others, to find friends, and I wish for you to spend time with your friends too.”

  “Are you tellihis because you miss me, Sir Vonda?” Adam joked, smiling slightly.

  “I was asked by your friends and family to speak with you.”

  “I appreciate that, Sir Vonda.” Adam sighed, realising how little time he spent with his friends now. ‘Right. It’s weird if I spend all my time with children. If my friends don’t see me, won’t they fet how stupid I am?’

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