The Dark Rebirth of Pandora: Revenge of the Abyss

Chapter 709: Azraelith Part 1

"...Big sis Azraelith... I don’t want this, it even smells bad, seriously!!!" Pandora says to me as I try to force her to eat what I cooked for her.

"Pandora, shut up and eat already, it’s not that bad, come on!! You can eat anything, you refusing to eat what I made is humiliating to me!!" I tell her angrily.

"No!! Your food is horrible! It’s the worst thing I’ve ever tasted in my life." She speaks seated at the table. Ever since everything happened, all that’s left for me is this avatar of Pandora, but Pandora is so rebellious even though her avatar is weaker than me.

"Listen here, you idiotic little slut, eat this now!! Or I swear I’ll break your teeth shoving it into your mouth!!" I feel offended and humiliated. She always puts on this "show" whenever I cook, when all I wanted was to make something special for her.

"Azraelith, did you know rats can gnaw through cement?" Pandora says something I don’t understand what it has to do with her eating my food.

"And?"

"That doesn’t mean they gnaw on cement all the time! They can do it, but they definitely don’t like it. I love you, but your food is terrible. Honestly, it’s shocking you haven’t learned a thing! It’s like you’re incapable of adapting to the kitchen? My god, you’ve created a weakness for our race!!" I look at her with hatred, biting my lips.

"Seriously, why are you like this? You’re so annoying. Don’t try to humiliate me like that! I didn’t create a weakness for our race, you know adaptation doesn’t work that way!!!"

"We’re sisters, fights like this are normal. Besides, you didn’t want my help to learn how to cook, and you didn’t want help from Beta either, who honestly is practically a squatter living here!! That big-titted servant of yours overflowing with milk like a cow is really annoying, but even she cooks well and wanted to help you!" Pandora now criticizes my servant.

"This is infuriating!! Do whatever you want, you don’t have to eat my food if it’s so terrible for you..." I say, wanting her to eat, using reverse psychology to make her feel bad.

"Great! Honestly, the plate and the table would taste better if I ate them compared to your food. Glad you understand I can’t eat this!" I punch the table, breaking it, while Pandora, seated on the chair, just gives me an idiotic look.

’She has always been so irritating...’ This avatar managed to capture exactly the essence of Pandora’s soul. Yes, it’s exactly Pandora, just as irritating as the real Pandora.

"Pandora, is that hollow head of yours only capable of thinking about sex, torture, and other things of the sort?" I speak critically of this almost banal way of living she has.

"Yes."

"Don’t agree with me!!"

"Azraelith, do you know what this is? It’s a lack of sex for you! We could go... Ouch!!!" I punch Pandora in the eye when she says that.

"Enough with the sex. Do you think I’m some breeding sow to live screwing around with you? Seriously, your lewdness is on another level!" She keeps provoking me like this. It’s seductive in some ways, but most of the time it’s just irritating.

"You know, you always seemed quite charming to me... but lately it’s just been getting frustrating. Could you be more kind? I can’t stand you anymore and I’m a hair’s breadth away from cutting your head off." When I say this, Pandora seems confused.

"You... are you serious? You don’t like my current personality?" She asks, confused, as if something were wrong.

"I liked it before. Your provocations were exciting, you knew how to make me react, and it was seductive and fun... but now your attitude just irritates me and makes me want to kill you. It’s like a bratty child. The charm died when my patience ran out." Pandora thinks for a few seconds.

"Sorry, you’re right. People change... I was never one to change much, but that’s because I’ve always been very centered on what I wanted... but of course the ones I love could change over time... I think it’s time for almost all of us avatars to change." When Pandora says that, I’m the one who gets confused.

"What do you mean?"

"...Azraelith, it’s obvious I already foresaw this, so I left pre-established personalities to change depending on the partner. For example, Delphina — since it’s been ten years since I killed Elysia, obviously some things aren’t good anymore."

"Delphina is already bored with sex where only I dominate in a more maternal and seductive style, and Mikael has also been getting frustrated with all my clinginess, and you’ve been getting frustrated with my provocative attitude."

"Now it’s time for us to change our personalities based on how you’ve changed in our relationship dynamic." She explains intuitively.

"...And what about Zephyra and Grimm?"

"...Grimm is a damn sadist. She still loves sexually torturing the avatar that belongs to her. That whore decided it would be fun to train every existing organ in the body of the avatar with her to feel pleasure... honestly, you don’t want to know what she’s been doing. Even I am disgusted by what she’s been doing with one of my bodies... just the memories make me genuinely nauseous!! Bizarre!"

"As for Zephyra... she’s a simpleton. She’s very happy with everything the way it is. She’s been living in that forest freely and happily, and that won’t change for the next hundred years, knowing her." When Pandora explains this, I’m surprised.

’...’ I feel a little happy too. In the end, Pandora still thought about us even after leaving.

"Then change your personality, please. My patience has already been tested enough." I tell her, having calmed down.

"...Alright. I’ll be much less irritating and much more responsive and active in the activities you want to do. Just please do this again."

"Do what again?" I question her.

"This. Telling me. If you hadn’t told me, I wouldn’t have known I crossed the line. Every relationship needs conversations about what we don’t like, right? If you didn’t speak up, I wouldn’t know."

"If you get bothered again, just tell me. And... please, I’m serious, learn to cook with me or with Beta. Your food hurts to eat." I bite my lips, but I take a deep breath.

"Why?" I don’t understand why she thinks it’s so bad.

"The taste is extremely bitter and disgusting. The texture of everything you make is honestly horrible. It either feels like sandpaper on my soft tongue, or like some burnt mushy goop... and it’s really hard to swallow it, even though I can."

"Okay... fine, I’ll do better. I’ll accept some help... and I’ll try to improve since you’re going to improve for me." I end up accepting, even though I’m sure I could learn to cook on my own.