Chapter 2The Blessed Womb System

I made it out, but a sense of unease lingered.

A dozen days later, I found out why.

I finally understood what Pip’s "two-for-one special" meant.

I was pregnant. With twins.

The world tilted on its axis. I wanted to die.

"Are all you Blessed Womb Systems this deranged?" I asked, my voice trembling.

Pip, completely oblivious to my despair, sounded immensely proud. "Pretty amazing, right? I could get a rock pregnant if I wanted to, hehehe."

"Plus, my fetal protection functions are top-notch! As long as you're alive, the babies will be just fine!"

My vision swam. I was going to faint.

I found a small, mortal town to hide in, pretending to be just another person while I fretted over the impossible situation with the kids.

One day, the town burst into a frenzy. Apparently, some demons were causing trouble just outside the walls.

Curiosity got the better of me, and I squeezed through the crowd to the ramparts to get a look.

Wow.

A figure in white hung in the air, casually flicking out waves of sword energy that turned the previously arrogant demons to dust.

The skill was breathtaking. So cool.

And his face... even cooler.

Wait. Kaelan?

My mind went blank. I nearly dropped to my knees. Why was a powerhouse like him personally descending from his mountain to deal with petty demons? It made no sense.

I decided to use the crowd as cover and slip away.

I’d barely taken two steps when a gaze as sharp and tangible as a physical blade locked onto me, sending a shiver down my spine.

My heart pounded against my ribs, and every hair on my body stood on end. I prayed, begged, pleaded with any deity that would listen that he hadn't recognized me.

But in my panic, my left foot tangled with my right, and I face-planted spectacularly. The bag of hot, freshly roasted chestnuts I'd just bought went flying, scattering across the ground.

The next second, an aura of chilling cold washed over me.

"It's you."

No preamble, no context. Just those two words. But I knew exactly what he meant.

Game over. It was well and truly over.