Everyone in the room felt their anxiety skyrocketing. If a force this powerful had actively set it''s sights on Ayaana, then how was anyone here supposed to protect her from that sort of thing?

"Why would Chaos want us out of everyone else in totality?" Ayaana asked.

Her voice was firm and unwavering, as if she refused to be rattled by this situation.

She was handling this all a lot better than Abaddon and Eris were, that was for sure.

"Why wouldn''t she want you?" Adeline said gently. "A body with only one known rival in this corner of creation? And eleven different personalities that she could swap through at any time?"

"You are also already sharing a rather powerful chaos divinity thanks to Tatiana. You would be the perfect vessel for her, like a hand in a glove." Asherah added.

Ayaana nodded in understanding. "But what does she need a vessel for that she couldn''t already accomplish on her own?"

"We''ve just told you, mother. Personalities." Bashenga reminded. "If she has all of you, her own damaged and fractured personality will no longer hinder her.

She''ll no longer have her compulsions and will be able to do whatever she wants whenever she wants with your body to help her do it."

"Great... So you''ll both become one of these Egoless, then?" Shin could have cried at the potential headache the dragons could cause him with true absolute power at their backs.

Several of the family''s less patient members glared at him.

"Think properly, meat." Absalom cursed. "Or have you not been listening? Chaos is not a blank slate like the rest. Instead of the Queens merging with her, they will be overtaken. We will lose our-"

"Enough." Abaddon was calm. Too calm for the current subject matter they were dealing with.

Absalom immediately fell silent. He lowered his shiny bald head to the ground to avoid having any more outbursts.

Shin actually seemed to feel guilty from his lack of foresight. His mechanical brain began whirring to search for the proper thing to say after bumbling about like that.

He found that the best answer was, unsurprisingly, nothing.

"How do we prevent Chaos from overtaking the girls'' body then?" Abaddon changed the subject quickly.

"For one way..."

There was a flash of light and suddenly Abaddon was slumped on his back again. On each part of his body, there sat a different, curvaceous woman.

"If we don''t fuse, she can''t take us. At least not all at once anyway." Bekka nodded proudly.

"Mmmf, mmrhm mrnnumum."

Everyone in the room turned their heads towards the sound of a muffled attempt to speak.

Audrina blushed and shifted her weight a bit. Abaddon''s face was now uncovered.

"It''s a start, but it''s not one I want to lean on for longer than we have to. I know how much your unification means to all of you."

The girls smiled at him sadly.

Fusing into Ayaana isn''t just like entering a state of being for them, it was more like a posture or a stance than anything else.

Sure, they could stay one way for a decently long amount of time. And they would no doubt be perfectly fine to boot.

But they would inevitably long for a change of ''position''. Or else they might become uncomfortable in their own skin, and long to share each others.

They watched three women come around the corner- Izanami and Nyx with another unfamiliar figure in between them.

She was naked, but it was hard to notice due to the fact that any obscene skin was covered with a fleshy demon membrane similar to a dragon''s scales.

The woman was beautiful, yet frightening. With dull gray skin like a rotting corpse and orange-red hair as if it were dyed by fire.

Her eyes were barely wide open, but swiveled around the room to pick up on a whole slew of faces that she didn''t know at all.

Except for one.

"Mother?"

As Asmodeus stood up, his towering silhouette was briefly replaced by that of a much younger and more adorable demon baby with silver patches of hair and an unusually adorable appearance.

"Ashmodai..?"

Asmodeus leapt over the couch and ran to embrace his mother as tightly as he could.

Unfortunately, he neglected to maintain his strength properly and nearly caved his fragile mother''s ribs inward. "Ow.."

"S-Sorry.."

He released his mother and stared at her with eyes bursting with emotion. "You''re awake, I just... I hoped, but I never thought that you would actually.."

Igrat was still deeply confused. She cooed softly as she wiped her son''s face to prevent him from shedding the tear that was threatening to fall out.

"None of that now, my boy, I''m here... granted, I don''t know exactly where here is, but..."

"O-Oh, of course.'' Asmodeus quickly pulled himself together and gestured to the room. "This is Tehom. And here is-"

"T-THE ABYSS!? What are we doing here, we''re going to be eaten and-"

"No body is going to eat you mother." he shook his head.

"I might. Ya'' mama look damn good, Asmodeus!" Darius cheered.

Asmodeus threw a ball of darkness over his shoulder and obliterated the dwarven dragon''s head. He would unfortunately spend the next couple of minutes growing it back.

"Who''s that?" Igrat stared in wide-eyed interest.

Asmodeus blocked her path so that she couldn''t take so much as a single peek. "Nothing. No one. A decrepit piece of miserable garbage. Not even worth the shoes on his feet or the magic in his blood."

Belphegor and Satan were greatly amused. It was surprising to know that even after all of these years, Asmodeus'' nature as an overprotective son still hadn''t changed.

"Igrat, dear. Come closer." Asherah beckoned.

Igrat froze in the same way that a human would if they were just randomly stopped by the cops. She''d never seen Asherah without her veil before, but she certainly recognized that voice and that dress.

"It''s alright, my aim is not to punish you. I just hope to figure out exactly what has happened to you is all."

Igrat didn''t give a damn what her reasons were. She was determined not to go over there.

Unfortunately, she was holding the arm of her son who was much, much stronger than her, and drug against her will.

''I''m going to die.. I''m going to die..!''