Things went…mostly smoothly from there? The conversation certainly did at least. We greeted each other, talked, and got comfortable on some chairs Liz conjured for us, then took turns laying into the Goddess for her careless world announcement and got her to make a new one in which she clarified a few things. Like that judgement for the clergy should be reserved until she - or one of her representatives - could look into things, and that some of what they taught did in fact match her core beliefs. Like not murdering people, for example.

The effect upon the world was expectedly dramatic. While it should have been impossible to deny that Liz was, in fact, the Goddess, some people nevertheless found a way. They argued that such certainty flew in the face of faith, and that this by itself was enough to prove that she couldn’t really be the Goddess they worshipped, because if she was they’d obviously feel... less certain about it? Quite frankly their backwards logic was beyond my comprehension, but the fact remained that the Old Church - referred to as the ‘True Church’ by its followers - still had its fair share of believers across the world. There was even a kingdom or two where they’d remained largely in control.

Despite that, the war between humans and demons had seemingly come to an abrupt end. Demons weren’t exactly welcome in most places, but without a central force uniting the world in creating a joint army to fight against us…Well, the average country wasn’t exactly eager to let another’s soldiers march through their territory, even if it was to fight a completely different enemy several countries away. Especially when many of them were still struggling to deal with their own internal affairs following Liz’s announcement.

Of course, Lucy also had a part to play in the peace that followed. She was a human turned angel and backed by Liz. Technically she was Liz’s secondary mouthpiece, as Liz insisted I remain her number one representative regardless of my complaints, but to the human countries she was far more appealing to deal with than me. She spent most of her time flying from country to country, meeting with foreign dignitaries and trying to build alliances. It was mostly through her efforts that demons were accepted at all in the human lands…

…Well, they were accepted in theory, at least, but just because a king declares it so doesn’t mean their subjects agreed. At the same time, while many demons would no doubt love to leave the tower, very few seemed interested in living among humans - the long standing grudges ran both ways and would take time to heal. Instead, most turned their attention to the land outside the tower, which Liz had helped make fertile again. Several small collections of houses could already be seen around the tower’s base a few years after the war’s sudden end.

As for Abigail, she reluctantly took up Doll’s mantle and became the head General in charge of the tower’s administrative affairs. At first, people were reluctant to listen to her, but between her harsh tongue, her hold of my ear, and her willingness to put change into practice… It wasn’t long before people started referring to her as the shadow ruler of Dimona Tower. 

The 90th floor General position was filled by Chloe of all people. With Abigail and her helpers on the 100th floor now dealing with tower administration, the 90th was back to focusing on internal security, including propaganda. Her intention was to improve my image in the eyes of the populace and to promote the idea of peaceful coexistence with humanity. Quite frankly, I wasn’t sure which of those tasks was going to be harder.

Speaking of changes among the Generals, Araina had retired. Her replacement was now focusing more on external threats than internal issues. Because as much as Lucy hoped to build a future of peace and cooperation, it wasn’t as if the world had suddenly ceased all hatreds. People don’t need religious justification to hate or fear that which is different from them, after all…

That was a dark thought, though, and today was a day for bright and cheery things. Today, Lucy, Abigail, and I had all gathered together. Today, our friends had joined us, sitting in chairs. Humans and demons alike gathered here to watch us as we stood upon a raised platform. Not to mention a former human, Feyra, who was now sporting cat ears and a tail and seated next to Bailey, whose hand she was holding. Liz had granted Feyra’s wish to become a monster girl. Of course, it was later pointed out that she could have just changed Feyra’s body permanently without giving her demonic features… Well, Feyra seemed happy enough with it, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that she simply didn’t trust Liz to mess with her body any further.

Regardless, she, alongside Father Tuffel, Nivera, Chloe, Sallina, Lenora, Jahara, Grell, Dyona, Joana, Amessa, and a handful of Lucy and Abigail's acquaintances, were currently here to watch us exchange vows before Liz - or at least her avatar, as she couldn’t exactly descend in all her divine glory without ripping the world apart.

…At least, that’s what they were for in theory. To listen to their conversation, though, they seemed more interested in… other things.

“Do you think any of the demons would be willing to part with some hairs?” Amessa whispered to Feyra, quietly enough that she likely thought I couldn’t hear. “I bet I could make some really interesting potions with them! Probably stronger than the plant stuff, too!”

“You do realize I’m a demon now too, don’t you?” Feyra muttered back crossly.

“Well, yeah, but I can pluck your hairs off your brush any time! I want to get something new.”

“I’d be willing to part with a hair or two,” Chloe chimed in. “In return for embarrassing stories about Feyra, of course.”

“Hey!” the catgirl in question protested.

“Who cares about hairs when you can have scales?” Jahara suggested. “And all I’m asking for is for you to go to Gour during the food festival and get some snacks for me!”

“You do realize that’s a worse deal, right?” Nivera pointed out. “And can’t you just fly there, anyway?”

“They’re uh… a little wary of dragons lately… Got a huge ballista and everything… Not that they’d be able to hit or damage me with something like that, or even notice me if I keep to my human form, but it really makes a girl feel unwelcome!”

“Sorry,” Amessa interjected, “but I’m a little too busy with the potion shop these days… Lucy’s endorsement really brought in a lot of business… I barely even have time to experiment anymore!”

“Why not ask girlfriends to do it?” Bailey asked upon seeing the disappointed look on Jahara’s face.

“She is not our girlfriend!” Dyona and Grell both said indignantly.

“Settle down everyone, let’s get everything sorted out calmly, ok?” Sallina said, noticing how Lenora kept shifting in her nearby seat.

Seeing Sallina’s kind look Lenora managed to chime in, “I-I’d also like to go see this big food festival, but things have been very busy in the kitchens lately and helping organize all the food logistics for the outside settlements… I’m happy about all the opportunities knowing the Queen has brought me, but… There’s so much work to do.”

“You’re telling me,” Joana grumbled from a few seats over. “I barely have any time to myself since Lucy got me promoted. Again.”

“Oh?” Father Tuffel asked. “What job did she stick you with this time?”

“Head of the church military,” she replied. “Not that there’s much of a military anymore - mostly just the Church Guards, really… Still, it’s a lot of work coordinating things across so many countries…”

“I’ve had to delegate some of my own work,” Tuffel admitted. “I fear I’m not entirely qualified to be as high up in the church echelons as Lucy wants me. Thankfully, my assistants are all top quality.”

“You know, for a bunch of loyal church goers, you’re being awfully blasphemous!” Liz called out. “Getting in the way of your Goddess marrying these three, and all!”

“...S-sorry,” Father Tuffel murmured, looking ashamed.

Chloe just laughed before saying, “Let’s resume this discussion after the wedding, shall we? I’m sure we can figure something out to have a nice time at the food festival and I’d love to show everyone around! In the open and everything this time!”

“As I was saying,” Liz continued, “do you, Devilla, take Lucy and Abigail to be your lawfully wedded wives, to hug and to hold and cherish and kiss and do other things with for what we hope will be all of eternity?”

“I do,” I confirmed, looking into the eyes of my fiancees.

“Then it is my pleasure to announce all three of you wife and wives! You may now kiss one another. But, like, hold back a little for the humans in the room, okay? They can be a bit uptight.”

I had to fight not to roll my eyes at that. Abigail didn’t - she could do it all she wanted and nobody could prove a thing. Lucy laughed, though, loud and clear and happy. She threw her arms around me and Abigail both and brought us into a kiss.

“So… now what?” Abigail asked, looking between me and Lucy.

“I’m pretty sure you know what comes next as much as me,” Lucy giggled, already reaching behind her to undo the buttons of her wedding gown. “I might need some help getting this off, though.”

“I mean, obviously that,” Abigail confirmed, no doubt rolling her eyes once again. Not that it prevented her from going to help Lucy with the harder to reach buttons, though. “But I mean more in general. With us. We’re married! We have a house. Jobs. A stable future. So next is… you know what… right?”

“You mean…?” Lucy asked, her hands coming to a stop as her eyes shone in excitement.

“Mean what?” I questioned, uncertain what they were referring to.

“Kids!” Lucy answered, spinning around and pulling Abigail into a hug before running over to me and doing the same. “It’s time to have the kids talk! I think we should have at least two, personally - one with me, and one with Abigail. Assuming you’re both alright with that?”

“I don’t mind,” Abigail replied. “But two, huh? We’re gonna have to be careful and make sure the kids don’t think we actually care which one of them is carrying our traits, or whatever.”

“We could have a third?” Lucy suggested. “One with me and you! I kinda like the idea, personally, but three…”

“Three seems like a little much,” I murmured.

“Plus, I don’t know about you, but I’m not exactly eager to get pregnant,” Abigail stated. “Not when I have a full time job…”

“I wouldn’t mind?” Lucy said. “But I’m not really eager for it, either…”

“Then who...?” I began, only to pause as the two turned to me. “...Oh, right…”

“Unless you don’t want to?” Lucy asked. “We could always use a surrogate! Or adopt?”

“No, no, I… I think I’d like it, actually,” I murmured, glancing downwards towards my currently flat belly. Not that I could actually see it past my tits. “A chance to be a mother… a proper mother, without the geas or risk of death, or… anything. Though… Are you sure it’s a good idea? With everything that’s happened - you remember I’m essentially on a hard time limit before being forced to leave the mortal realm behind, right?”

“In, like, ninety-six years,” Abigail pointed out. “That’s more than most demons get to spend with their kids, let alone humans. And it’s not like they won’t be able to visit us all up in heaven or whatever, right?”

“Right…” I confirmed. Still… “What if my godhood messes with them? What if they’re born with divine magic and have to go through the same thing?”

“You say that like being a goddess is a bad thing,” a new voice chimed in. Liz’s voice. “Don’t worry! I’m not looking! I just… you know, I had an alert set up on one of the computers to tell me if you started talking about kids, because I wanted to make an offer when it happened, but… you never actually did talk about it until now, and now I feel like a total creep for listening in on your wedding night… but it’s for a good cause, I promise! I’ve got a plan that can help!”

“A plan?” I asked cautiously. If Liz could truly help, I’d welcome it - creepily stalking our conversations or no - but… it was Liz…

“Don’t worry! I ran this spell by my parents! They checked over it multiple times and assured me it was fully functional! They said they’re eager for great grandkids! It’ll make sure your kids are born out of holy or unholy magic, rather than divine. …I mean, they’ll still probably have access to divine magic. Kinda hard to get around that with you being in the equation, let alone the mom, but I can suppress it! They won’t even start to turn into goddesses until the first time they cast divine magic, and I won’t be unlocking that option until they’re at least twenty-one, so… Good idea, no?”

“Or we could adopt and avoid the issue entirely,” I pointed out.

“Though it would mean having mortal rulers for the first time in the tower’s history,” Abigail pointed out.

“That’s fine. I’m not entirely sure that an immortal monarchy is the best form of governance, in any kind…”

“I mean, agreed,” Abigail said, “but I don’t think now is the time to start changing things. Not when stuff is this unstable. And especially not when our strength’s half the reason the closest human nations haven’t been trying their luck against us…”

“Plus, I… kinda really want to have a baby with you,” Lucy admitted. “With both of you, preferably…”

“That’s the other thing!” Liz said. “I can totally make it so that the baby will share genetics with all three of you! They’ll be a whole new species! An angel-demon-demi-goddess hybrid! The spell will randomly select features from all of you, check them for compatibility, then mash everything that works together to create something completely new!”

“It… doesn’t entirely sound like a bad thing?” Lucy said, though I could hear the uncertainty in her voice.

“The way she’s describing it does no favors, but the idea itself seems sound…” I said, despite being nervous in my own right.

“...I mean, I guess it would be pretty nice for any daughter of ours to come from all of us,” Abigail admitted. “Not that it’s needed, but…”

“Great!” Liz said excitedly. “Just put your hands on Devilla’s stomach and I’ll cast the spell!”

The three of us exchanged glances. I shrugged and Lucy smiled. Abigail… I’m pretty sure she rolled her eyes yet again, but she still reached out to touch my belly, which my wedding dress had thankfully left largely exposed. Lucy’s hand came resting atop hers as their fingers interlaced, and then a spectral finger I assumed to be Liz gently pressed down on top of their hands. A surge of heat rushed through me, and then…

“Done!” Liz declared. “You’re officially pregnant! Can’t wait to see them!”

“You mean her, don’t you?” Abigail asked, obviously confused. “I mean, we’re all girls, so the baby is going to be a girl too, right?”

“I mean, probably?” Liz said. “Though I guess there’s always the chance of them being trans? Since you mixed a former human in, and that’s a thing that just happens sometimes, but mostly I said them because there’s two of them?”

“...Two?” Abigail asked.

“Of them?” Lucy continued.

“You mean… twins?” I asked to confirm.

“I mean, you were talking about having two kids,” Liz reminded us. “Plus, every kid deserves a sibling! …I think. I’ve never actually had one, but like… it always seems so cozy on TV?”

“...Liz…” I said through gritted teeth. “Did you just give me twins because it looked nice on TV?!”

“...Uh…Ahem, anyways, I’ve gotta go! Lots of busy Goddess things to do! Yup! Love you all, bye!”

“Liz!” I shouted, but there was no response.

Nobody said anything for a moment, until Abigail finally worked up the courage to break the silence.

“So… it sounds like we’re in for a tough time of it, huh? Seeing as how I”m not even sure how to raise one kid…”

“Maybe we can ask your mom?” Lucy suggested. “She seems to have done a good job with you!”

“Yeah, well… Maybe…” she muttered, her cheeks turning red. As they so often did when Lucy found a way to compliment her. If I didn’t know better, I’d think Lucy actually liked to see her blush. …Not that I could blame her, if so. Abigail always looked absolutely adorable when she blushed.

“We’ll figure it out,” I declared, a soft smile touching my own lips. “As we always have, and always will.”

“Always?” Abigail asked. “We’ve only known each other for like, four years!”

“The best four years of my life,” I said adamantly.

“...Yeah, well, can’t exactly argue with you there,” Abigail muttered before smiling.

Lucy pulled us both into a hug, squeezing us so tight that I almost worried she’d snap my spine.

And then she said the thing that I’m sure was on everybody’s mind.

“So… can we get to the sex now?”

~~~

Author's Notes

I'm totally going to have to write that sex scene, huh? It didn't feel quite right to end the story on it - the series might have started as fluffy porn, and I'd argue it's still erotica, but at the same time... Well, it just felt better to end on that note of hopeful excitement from Lucy.

Still, I'll be sure to write (and share it) ...Eventually. In the meantime, I just want to remind everyone that I am planning to do an in-character Q&A. If you have any questions for me or the characters, please do feel free to ask! I could honestly use some more of them.

Many thanks, as always, to FallingLeaf for the editing! They suggested the dialogue between guests be added, in this chapter as well - and suggested the chapter title. Honestly, they've been a great help throughout this entire series, and I'm very thankful to them.

Beyond that? I'd like to talk about the sequel I have planned! I already made a big Announcement Post on that (now made public), but the gist of it is that I want to follow the trio's children. The story will be set some 25-ish years after the story's main events (or twenty-one-ish years after the epilogue) with the kids turning 20. Their parents want them to explore the world, and see what life is like outside the tower before they settle on what they want to do with the rest of their lives. So they go out... and through them, we see how the world has and hasn't changed over time.

My hope is to write something that anyone can read, whether they've read the original or not, but at the same time you can expect a fair number of references and familiar cast members to appear, so... I hope you'll look forward to it?

There will likely also be more one-shots with the trio planned. No promises on when, though. (Honestly, part of me wanted to just keep writing the trio... but their story is done, and they deserve a happy ending. Also, I have no confidence in my ability to write the political messes they'll be getting into and out of over the next 21 years... Though if anyone else wants to write that, they have my blessing to write all the fanfic they desire.)

I've also begun editing the original series, so I can put a 'remastered' edition up on Amazon! (Not kindle unlimited, though, because of the exclusivity and all that.) I'm sharing the individual chapters on Patreon as I write them, for the $5+ tiers - they'll also be getting the epub/pdf when it's finished. The book itself will probably cost like 4.99, so joining Patreon and getting access to all my work is arguably the better deal, but I do hope people will still consider buying the volume when it's out.

Other than that... I got nothing. I really hope you enjoyed? And thank you, so much, for coming on this journey with me and seeing it through to the end...

I still can't believe it's over. (Even though, with a sequel and such, it arguably isn't...)

PS: This is normally where I'd shill my Patreon, but you're already at the end of the series. I suppose you can still join if you want to check out what else I write, though? You can read two chapters ahead on Naughty Magic, Heart of Fey and Fire, and of course the sequel Double Trouble!