The Dark Rebirth of Pandora: Revenge of the Abyss

Chapter 718: Heiress Part 3

"...So your name is Eclipsya, huh?" Elysia says as we arrive at the room where she’ll be staying. I’m genuinely curious about her now. As we walked and I kept looking at her, I noticed a lot of things that caught my attention.

"So, how about you tell me? Let’s start from the beginning. What does Mom’s title being given to you have to do with your punishment? And what did you do to earn it to the point where receiving it would be your punishment?" She closes the door while I sit down on a chair, already starting with the questions.

"...There are things I can’t talk about... but Mom Pandora is punishing me, and... my biology is what she uses most to punish me..."

"..." I stay silent, listening to her speak. I pay close attention, reading the way her body seems tense.

"It started with training shortly after I was born. Mom Pandora trained me to survive. Soon after I was born, as I grew, the training became more hellish to push me to the limit she wanted, with her controlling every aspect to force that limit."

"Until I couldn’t take it anymore and did what she wanted when the situation became too desperate and dangerous for me... after she got what she wanted, she said I was her successor..." She avoids practically everything and gives a terrible explanation.

’What to expect from someone so arrogant? She couldn’t even explain it properly...’

"Explain better. That’s not enough of an explanation. Honestly, this is just stupid. You have to give more details, give examples, say what really happened. Everything you said is way too vague—"

"I had sex with her, okay!! I fucked our mother! She made me have sex with her!!! Every day, for fifteen years, and every time she gets pregnant and our child is born, I have to kill it so the dimension where we live doesn’t collapse!!" She screams at me even though I barely pressed the matter.

For a second I’m confused. My mind can’t comprehend what she said, until my whole body gets chills and my fingers clench hard.

Just imagining it was enough to fill me with disgust and make me want to vomit. I put my hand over my mouth, breathing raggedly, because when she said that I imagined the scene and it gave me a wave of nausea I never thought I could feel.

"Urgh..." I have a lot of difficulty not throwing up, so it takes me a few seconds to compose myself while Elysia keeps staring at me.

"It’s awful, isn’t it? If just imagining it is awful, don’t ask what I feel when we do it... you can’t overcome our biology..." She speaks with tears in her eyes, though she makes no crying sound.

"..." I stare at her, disgusted, as if she were an abomination. It’s incomprehensible. Just thinking of our mother "that way" already fills me with revulsion.

"You’re a monster..." It’s the only thing I can say.

"...I imagine so... happy with the answer? That’s it. I earned the title not through merit, or through power. I earned it only because I had sex with her after being pushed to the extreme."

"..." I stand up to leave. I don’t want to hear any more of this. Honestly, I feel sick. My race forces me to feel an extreme disgust toward this, as if I were witnessing one of the greatest atrocities possible.

"You are not my sister. Don’t call me sister and I will never call you sister. You’re disgusting. I feel absolute disgust toward you." I walk out the door, feeling disgusted to even be associated with her.

I get away as fast as I can, walking through the corridors with the feeling that I want to eat soap to see if I can forget this shit I just heard.

"...Whoa there..." I hear someone talking to me as they touch my shoulder. I look back and see Mom Pandora, still with that frightening smile.

"...M-Mom..."

"Don’t tell your sisters what you heard, alright? I know you’re the most rational of your sisters, so much so that you were the only one who noticed... but the relationship between me and Elysia is something complicated... and I don’t want your sisters to feel what you’re feeling now. Let them keep thinking Elysia is just arrogant."

"W-Why, Mom? Th-This is disgusting... really disgusting..."

"Not really. Elysia fucks well, hahaha. But if you want to know why, I can tell you, because I trust you, daughter. But if I tell you, I’ll go into detail. A lot of detail."

"..."

"Do you want to hear? Do you think you have the stomach to hear it?" She asks while I think for a few seconds, and I know I won’t be able to handle the "details." Just hearing a little bit already made me sick.

"Why do I feel like this? I know it’s our race, but this was way too visceral."

"It’s a biological defense. Our race must never show lust or sexual desire toward our maternal figure, because our race must be loyal to the maternal figure. In this case, seeing the mother as something sexual goes against the subservient loyalty we must have."

"This results in a defensive ’attack,’ an extreme disgust. No matter how much lust our race has, we never turn that lust toward our maternal figure. Naturally, making Elysia do this hurts her a lot."

"...Do you hate her?" I ask, not understanding the reason for this.

"No, she’s my daughter and I like her. But she needs to suffer. I’m that kind of monstrous person... since the ’True Pandora’ isn’t here and left only us avatars, I’m just fulfilling what is my desire."

"...This is uncomfortable..."

"I believe so, but I won’t stop. After all, I’m pretty evil." She says it in a playful tone, but it doesn’t sound like a joke.

"Your current smile is disturbing..."

"...Hehehe... yes, I didn’t know I could smile like this either. But the feeling of vengeful satisfaction I feel when making Elysia suffer is something I enjoy. Maybe it’s just the personality base I received as an avatar made to punish Elysia."

"Mom, I don’t want to talk about this... I’m starting to feel sick again." I say, placing my hand on my stomach as I feel the nausea returning, because the more she talks, the more I think about it.

"Alright, you can go back... I’m sorry for you, daughters. I know how hard you all worked to be my heirs, and don’t worry, I’ll reward the four of you." She says, stroking my head with a gentler smile.

"There’s no need, Mom..."

"No! I need to reward your efforts. You’re going to like it. I’ll give you all a good present." I give her a small smile, trying not to think about the bizarre things I just heard.