Finally, the day had come when the firstborn child of Satori would be born. After many failed pregnancies in the past, this moment was beyond exceptional for the Empress. She would finally add a new title to her name, Mother. The pregnancy had gone smoothly, unless you asked her husband Chaos, who often said she was pissy and addicted to cookies the entire time, but what did he know? He was not the one carrying the child, as Satori often reminded him. 

Contractions had already started, leaving Satori in a state of annoyance and pain. Pain as typically no issue for the demon, but with just exactly what her child was, it was a little too much. Carrying an eldritch demon demi-goddess was not for the weak, and apparently neither was giving birth to one. The moment she had gone into labor, Satori had informed her mother, Vandella, her grandfather Satan, her husband Chaos, and her sister Emmeline. She wanted her sister to be there, to help her keep a clean mind during the birth; however, anything but that was happening.

Satori laid in bed, naked to all as she cursed. Her hands rubbed along her swollen stomach as she tried to soothe the childe within her. “Mommy would appreciate it if you were just a bit more gentle.” She hissed out as she felt a kick from within her. “Fine! No behaving!” She cried out as another contraction coursed through her body. Maids and servants rushed in and out of the room, carrying various items that would be needed to help keep Satori as happy as possible, including chocolates or cookies. 

“Where is Chaos?!” She barked, a bit irritated that her husband hadn’t arrived back from his club. Her eyes gazed over to her sister, Emmeline. “If he misses the birth of his daughter, I will beat his ass.” Emme laughed, shaking her head. “He is on his way, I promise. Just focus on breathing.” Satori rolled her eyes. She had sent Chaos to let out some of his nerves in his club, she didn’t need him stressing over her, but as time drew near, she needed him now more than ever.

As the contractions became more intense, coming quicker in time, Satori knew the time was coming. The sky rumbled as it darkened, thunder and lightning clashed within the sky. The moment the first one hit home, Chaos burst through the door with a grin on his face. “There’s my little cookie monster!” He gave a slight smirk as he made his place by Satori’s side. He lowered his face to her stomach, speaking to their child. “Good job beating Satori up, someone’s needed to.” His words earned a deathly glare from the Empress as she let out a cry of pain. 

“It’s almost time, Empress.” One of Satori’s handmaidens cooed softly from the edge of the bed, between Satori’s legs. “Oh fuck.” She let out a deep breath. One of her hands grasped Chaos’s, and the other grasped Emmeline’s. Her bed was surrounded by her servants and maids, all of them fussing over random stuff. “Time to start pushing!” Her handmaid cried out excitedly. 

Giving a little nod, Satori gripped the hands tightly as she started to push, letting out a guttural scream in the process. She gasped as she stopped, falling back on the bed to rest for a moment. “You’re doing great, my little minx.” Chaos spoke softly, leaning forward to press a kiss to her forehead. “Shut up.” Satori murmured as she got ready to push again. Once again, she screamed out in pain as she tried as hard as she could. Any control she had was lost as her inky tentacles shot out from behind her, wrapping around some of her workers' heads and popping them like they were balloons. Blood covered the room, spraying everyone in the crimson liquid as bodies fell to the floor with a thud. Not a single person paid mind to it as Emmeline spoke into her ear. “Keep pushing, Satori. She is almost here!” Satori growled out, her eyes now pitch black. “I am fucking pushing!” She leaned back and took another breath before preparing herself again and starting pushing for the last time. “I see the head!” Her handmaid exclaimed. After a few more moments, a cry could be heard as Satori’s daughter slid out of her and took her first breath into the world. Satori let out a sob as she fell back onto the bed, gasping for air. She could hear Emmeline's sweet words of how proud she was, and her hazy eyes watched as Chaos cut the umbilical cord and wrapped their precious daughter in a blanket. Satori cradled her daughter in her arms. “Merikh Caixia La Mara.” She whispered sweetly, as the little bundle peered up at her mother, eyes as black as the night. “I fear we might have trouble on our hands.” She let out a shaky laugh, sensing the dark power that her tiny babe held.