"...Grimm, are you alright? It's been over 4 months, don't you think it's growing a bit too fast? There's still time to get rid of that little thing," one of my clones says to me.
"Haha, get rid of it? Why would I do that when it's getting better and better?" I say in a playful tone while caressing my belly. My plan to get pregnant with Pandora's seed worked.
However, the pace at which the baby has grown in my womb has been too fast compared to the usual time, and the drain of magic from my body is relatively high. I think it will be born in 1 week.
"...You know you're really creating a monster, right? Pandora is racially a monster, and all the hybrids born from her can be problematic, even worse if it ends up as an irrational beast on purpose."
"You really aren't fit to try and raise a child as 'unique' as the one in your belly," my clone continues, trying to make me kill the baby. The reason why none of my clones want her to be born is quite simple.
