Morgana: The Mother Of All

Chapter 178: For Mother’s Love

"Are the preparations in order?"

"Yes, sister, everything is in order."

BONK!

"Call me general, you stupid bitch!"

"Ouch!... sorry, general." The demon girl bowed her head, rubbing the swollen bump that was now forming on her head. She was one of my many sisters.

"And don't use the word sorry, ever!" I said, pointing a finger at the woman. "I can't have my sister and my most trusted warrior saying sorry like a little bitch."

"Sorry--ahh... I mean, yes, general."

"Good. As a demon, you must never show weakness," I said, taking a seat and crossing my legs, staring at the demon woman in full armor standing before me. "Weakness will get you killed. As a demon and one of the daughters of Morgana, you have to be strong and fierce if you want others to respect and fear you."

"I'll keep your words in mind, general." The demon saluted, tapping her right fist on her heart—a sign of respect.

"Good, you may leave."

"Yes, general." With a quick nod, the woman turned and left the room.

'I can't believe the time has come.' I closed my eyes and rested my back against the chair. The plan was finally coming to an end. After more than ten years of waiting and planning, the time to end everything was near.

"Hiss... Sister, may we come in?" A knock on the door and a familiar voice called.

"Come in," I replied, opening my eyes. The moment the door opened, two women came in. One was my older sister, a pure white-scaled demon naga woman with red eyes, and the other was an old human female with brown hair, called Martha, an old friend of my mother.

Named Morgana after my mother, I am the firstborn blood imp of Morgana. An entirely new sub-race of the demon imps. We are faster, taller, and stronger than normal imps. Some of my sisters and their sons even reached the height of the ogres. I didn't reach that height, only averaging two meters tall, but the strength and the magic I possessed were much greater than an ogre, imp, or any demon.

Blood magic. A gift from my mother.

I was immediately sent away with my sisters after we were born to serve as soldiers in the demon queen's army. My time there wasn't pleasant at all. However, with Mother's gift, I was able to rise in the ranks of the demon queen's army and gain a position as one of the generals in less than five years.

The army was split into seven sections, each one headed by a demon lord or a high-ranking demon noble. I was the second general of the fifth section, which consisted mostly of my sisters and their daughters, and so on.

I was able to conquer an important castle for the queen, and as a reward, I asked for a castle located near the mining city, my birthplace. For a year, I've been preparing to conquer the city and save my mother. Yet, every time I planned to attack, she would stop me, saying that the time wasn't right.

Our mother has the ability to talk to us in our minds, no matter the distance. Yet, she only used it to talk to me. The rest of my sisters heard her voice once when she ordered them to recognize me as their leader. I guess I'm lucky to be the firstborn. I get to hear Mother's gentle and warm voice every night.

I asked her why she named me Morgana after her, and Mother said she did that in order not to forget her own name. It confused me at that time, and to this day, I still haven't been able to understand the reason behind those words.

"Hiss... Sister?" My naga sister approached, waving her hand before my face. "Are you alright?"

"Ahh... yeah, I'm fine."

"Is something wrong?" my sister asked, placing a hand on my cheek.

"It's nothing." I shook my head, leaning against her touch. I love all of my sisters, but this one was the closest to my heart. I spent two years tracking her down on my mother's orders until I was able to save her from her fate—to be used as a breeding slave for the rest of her life. Of the naga children my mother gave birth to, only three survived.

"Hiss... If you say so," my sister hissed, wrapping her snake body around me. "Anyway, are we ready to attack the city?"

"Hmm... yes, we're ready, but–"

"But?..."

"Mother said to wait for her orders," I said, rubbing my forehead. "I don't understand it. We have all the necessary troops, the plan is good, and the timing is perfect. Why are we still waiting?"

"Hiss... Sister, I'm sure Mother has her reasons," the white-scaled naga woman spoke, stroking my silver hair. "We just have to trust her."

"Sigh...yeah"

"She simply doesn't want to see her kids hurt," the female human suddenly spoke. "As a mother, I can understand her."

"Hiss..." my sister nodded, hissing.

The human woman, Martha, was a kind person, to the point I instantly fell in love with her the moment I bought her from the slave market. My mother asked me to find and save her, and I did. But I never expected to fall in love with a human slave. I'm a demon, a strong and fierce blood imp, and the idea of falling in love was simply non-existent for demons.

Yet here I am. I fell in love, I even asked Mother for her permission and married the human woman. We even had kids.

'How the fuck did that happen?'

"..."

Oh... yeah. I worked with Mother's advice and trained my ass off, and it worked. The sex was great, especially the sight of Martha's massive belly that was filled with my cum.

"Hiss... Are you okay?"

"Huh?"

"You're spacing out again."

"It's nothing," I waved my hands, shaking my head. "Anyway, make the preparations and wait for Mother's command."

....

Two days later, my wait was finally over.

"My... daughter."

"!!!" A voice echoed inside my head, startling me as I was sitting at my desk reading the reports.

"Mother!" I exclaimed, recognizing the voice and the feeling. The connection between me and Mother was the strongest. Her voice was clear and gentle, and the feeling it brought was warm and loving.

"How are you, my child?" The voice spoke. A feeling of worry surged from her tone. I could almost see her beautiful face. I never saw Mother's face before. Only my naga sisters and Martha have, and according to their words, I look just like her, except that Mother has pale skin instead of red like me.

"I'm fine, Mother. We're waiting for your command," I replied. A smile was evident on my face. Talking to Mother was always my favorite thing.

"That's good to hear," Mother sighed—a sigh of relief. Her worry vanished, and the warm feeling was back.

"My daughter, are you ready?" Mother asked after a short pause. Her tone instantly shifted to a serious one.

"Yes, Mother. The army is ready."

"..."

"Then what are you waiting for?" Mother chuckled, and I could feel the excitement and happiness in her voice. "Go, conquer the city, and kill anyone that stands in your way, but spare those that bow down to you."

"Understood, Mother," I nodded, standing up and walking to the door. "What about the governor?"

"He's mine. You don't have to do anything. I'll take care of him," Mother replied, her tone calm, yet there was an edge to her voice. "His fate was already sealed years ago."

"Understood."

"Now go my child, and free your sisters. Bring the city to its knees and make the demons pay for everything they've done to us."

"As you wish," I said, bowing my head. "I'll make you proud."

"Oh, you already did, and I can't wait to see you, my child."

"Me too, Mother."

With that, Mother's voice faded, and I was alone again. A small smirk formed on my face as I placed my hand on the door's handle. With a deep breath, I opened the door, and the moment I did:

Dum! Dum! Dum!

The drum of war echoed through the entire castle. Thirty thousand heavily armed demons were ready and waiting for my command. All of them were my Mother's offspring. One thing I learned in my experience with the different kinds of demons was that not a single one could be trusted—all but our family.

"SOLDIERS!"

"HUAH!!"

"We waited for years, endured the hardship and the suffering."

"HUAH!!"

"There!... in the mining city, our great Mother is being tortured by the demons every single day."

"HUAH!!!"

"Today, we'll make them pay. Today, they'll feel our wrath. Today, we'll free our great Mother from her misery and earn her love!"

"HUAH!!!!!!"

"SHARPEN YOUR SWORDS AND STEEL YOUR HEARTS!" I roared, lifting my sword up. "BECAUSE TODAY, WE'RE GOING TO KILL EVERY SINGLE DEMON THAT STANDS IN OUR WAY!!"

"HUAHHH!!!!!!"

"FOR THE MOTHER!"

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