Chapter 247 - Pregnancy Makes You the Boss

These so-called deities love to show off their tricks the moment they appear! Their celestial glow still dances behind my eyelids, that prismatic display meant to awe and intimidate. Seeing their true colors only fuels my rage. It bubbles up like molten lava in my chest, threatening to erupt. If it weren't for that damned Elf King, I'd be a radiant, powerful elf myself—not trapped like this, my once-glorious heritage reduced to this mortal shell, shackled at every turn and misunderstood by everyone. The injustice of it burns worse than any fire. I grit my teeth, the sound loud in my own skull, itching to yank the bedsheet over their heads and pummel these fallen immortals into a bloody pulp. My fingers twitch with the urge.