"Pears?" You stood up abruptly as you floated into a new cavern. "No way... I didn't think he would actually plant the fruits he brought down that time he went up during Rome..."

Paddling the raft towards the edge of the river, you carefully got off and pulled it ashore.

"Jeez, anything but pomegranates right now is appreciated..." You licked your lips and headed for the trees.

Being only a few weeks along meant scaling the mighty plants wasn't too difficult, although you were careful while doing it. Sitting happily in the tree, you wondered exactly who would come to find you next. Obviously, you wouldn't be left alone; knowing your family. And of course, the vast majority of demons had been wiped out, so there weren't too many creatures left to bother you.

"I do miss you so sorely Akira..." You thought out loud. "I loved you so much. More than the stars and the moon. I... I must have misjudged you however. I didn't realize your love for the human Miki. I should never have come back and interfered. Even if it gave me this baby. It wasn't my place and for it, you died. It isn't all my fault of course, my husband was obsessed with you as well. Shoving his memories out of his head was the worse decision he ever made. Not only did he forget millennia of information that is taking ages to come back, but he's just not developing the same way he was. It made him different. Odd. It's like he's restarting from scratch."

You ate another juicy pear, wiping the liquid from your chin.

"My baby, I wish you and your father could have seen Satan before he became Ryo. He was so magnificent. He was no child like he is now. His body was not so svelte; it was corded muscle and he looked like a true god. His hair wasn't short, cut in some modern style; it was long and flowing over his shoulders. Golden and shining, as if it had never met a pair of scissors before. And his personality was certainly just more... mature. Now, I'm not saying it was better, because obviously he tricked me and did the whole evil thing I'm pissed about when he was like he was, but I wish you could have known him when we were getting married, or raising Zennon... trying for our first baby Macaria, or being surprised by Melinoe... It was just... blissful. It felt like we were gods together. Adult gods. And now he's a mess and I can't be bothered to clean him up. Is that bad? Am I bad for not wanting to do that? He made a mess of the Earth and left God to clean it up, and I'm not God, so I suppose I can't be the worst... right?"

Another pear. You continued talking to yourself for a long time. Having been around your family, and then humans, for a very long time, it was now quite lonely. But you figured it was quite alright.