"Why did you revive me?" Yahira sobbed as she stared at Grehha, "Everyone's dead. There's nothing I can do by being alive."
"Brangara too is dead, so the Mammoth Clan has a future, which is exactly where you come into the picture." Grehha gave a gentle smile as he stared at Yahira, "I want you to birth Faesha."
"What?" Yahira let out a shriek in surprise, "W-What are you talking about? Resha is dead. So how am I..."
"Think of my power, Yahira." Grehha expressed in pride, "Do you think I wouldn't make backup plans? This is Resha we're talking about, there's no way I'm not prepared when it comes to him."
He took out a carefully sealed Empyrean Incubator and caused it to hover before Yahira, "With your permission, I intend to plant it in your womb."
The Empyrean Incubator contained Resha's sperm, one of the healthiest ones in his reserve. Grehha had an arsenal of Resha's sperm in his storage, collected from various times throughout Resha's life. The latest batch of sperm had been delivered by Pet, taken after Resha entered the Mystic Grade.
Grehha's entire focus during the Third Major Disaster was to play support. Since he and Inala had planned everything, one of their primary objectives was to ensure the Red Mystic Path was inherited successfully.
Resha had used it upon himself to become the Empyrean Supreme. So, the Red Mystic Path was technically consumed. However, Grehha was capable of recreating it, not the empty Red Mystic Path, but one filled with Resha's experiences.
He had the Spirit Weapon-Resha. Creating the Red Mystic Path was possible only thanks to it. Tough Grehha intended for his daughter, Yara to inherit Resha's power, once the Green Mystic Path takes effect, Yara would evolve accordingly.
Therefore, the only way to inherit Resha's strength as is was through the Red Mystic Path. And what better opportunity to do so than through Faesha, the daughter conceived between Resha and Yahira in Sumatra Chronicles?
"I can't guarantee the child will be the same as the one you saw in Sumatra Chronicles." Grehha stated in caution, "I'm merely calling her Faesha since she'll be a girl, and Faesha was the name of your oldest daughter."
"What do you say, Yahira?" Grehha asked as he made eye contact with the Mammoth Clan Heroine, "Will you reclaim Resha's legacy?"
"Does that need to be asked?" Yahira wiped her tears and expressed devotedly, "We didn't have a child only because Resha wanted to take advantage of the Red Mystic Path and enter the Mystic Grade. He died, but so did our enemy. So, our children would be able to live happily now."
"Go ahead, Grehha." Yahira patted her chest, "I'm ready."
"This is bound to take a tremendous toll on you," Grehha said as he slowly seeped the Empyrean Incubator into Yahira, fusing it with the latter's ovum, fertilising it in the process. "The Red Mystic Path was actually built fully. Towards the end, it became the original Mystic Path that the Supreme Tusk Gannala possessed."
"This sperm of Resha is something I spent days observing to finalise." Grehha let out a sigh, "Even though you don't have the Fragment Disease, Faesha will be born with a filled Mystic Path. A few years after being born, she'll enter the Mystic Age once she assumes her Deity form."
"I'm ready," Yahira didn't express anything, prepared to endure any extent of stress in order to birth her daughter. Mammoth Clan women who give birth to Empyrean Tusks die at birth as everything of value from them was extracted.
To birth someone of Faesha's class, the requirements were unimaginable. However, there was no change in expression from Yahira regarding that. She wasn't someone who flinched at pain.
There was a mild stirrup in her Prana once she became pregnant. Closing her eyes, Yahira focused on her being before gently patting her stomach, 'I had been waiting this day for way too long.'
"I have built a room for you nearby," Grehha said and pointed at an ivory hut nearby, "Please live there. You need to remain within my Spirit Weapon range so that I can constantly funnel Prana into you. Otherwise, even you will die."
"Other than that, I'll be providing you tusk bone powder. Recover your strength as much as possible, since your pregnancy will last a while. With the Empyrean Incubator, I can prolong it while making the process as stable as possible to ensure a successful birth." Grehha said in a single breath.
"How long are we talking?" Yahira asked, "A decade?"
"Possibly more," Grehha shook his head, "Even I cannot predict how long it'll take."
"I have all the time in the world." Yahira patted her arms, revealing her Gold Grade presence, basically implying that even if it were to take a millennium, it didn't matter, since she could live for that long.
'That's indeed the Mammoth Clan Heroine.' Grehha smiled in satisfaction upon seeing Yahira enter her hut and take rest there. She was his contingency plan, in case he were to die too early. Yahira would take care of both Faesha and Yara, successfully nurturing the new generation of the Mammoth Clan.
'She's not Yarsha Zahara, but Yahira is still one of the most competent women on Sumatra.' That was Grehha's honest thoughts, which was why he invited Blola to his home.
"I'll take my leave then," Blola was about to leave when Grehha raised his hand, motioning for him to stop, "Is there still something you want me to do?"
"Yes," Grehha nodded, "Revive the Mammoth Elders too."
"Why do you need them?" Blola expressed his surprise, "They were unable to figure out a
solution for the Mammoth Clan. And aren't they the ones who expressed the most resistance when you created the Bone Vipers? If not for the Chief's insistence, the Bone Viper project would have been put on hold."
"The Mammoth Elders cannot innovate, but they're a valuable resource." Grehha smiled wryly, "They basically act as secondary brains for the First Empyrean Tusk. Besides, they were the ones who ensured the Mammoth Clan remained on course to continue accumulating strength until the eventual birth of Resha."
"And now, our objective has been completed. Brangara is dead and we now have a path to the Mystic Grade." Grehha said, snorting towards the end, "I don't see eye-to-eye with the Mammoth Elders, but I acknowledge their contribution. They live for the sole purpose of the Mammoth Clan's continued existence."
"Alright, if you say so...Chief." Blola expressed, noticing Grehha's surprise as he laughed, "You're pretty much the Mammoth Clan Chief now. Boul Brimgan has been pretty vocal about it that even when far away, I could gather information about it."
"Besides, if there's anyone worthy of taking up the role, it's you." Assuming Transcendent Eater form, his body shrunk further as 16 sacks dropped on the floor one after another. All 16 Mammoth Elders walked out of the sacks and looked around in confusion.
They frowned simultaneously upon staring at the seated figure of Grehha. However, the moment they eyed the figure of Yara within an Empyrean Incubator nearby, tears streamed out of their eyes.
"This...my Deity..." One of them approached the Empyrean Incubator and prostrated on the floor solemnly, "My Ancestor! You've succeeded!"
One after another, the Mammoth Elders gathered around the Empyrean Incubator holding Yara and prostrated devotedly. A minute later, as if on cue, they got up and walked to the hut and repeated the same to Yahira, as if able to sense the Deity forming in her uterus.
'They've lived all their lives serving their Deities. So, their senses are extremely attuned to their Deities.' Grehha smiled I satisfaction as he watched the Mammoth Elders gather before him after a while, "There's a lot the Mammoth Elders need to catch up on."
"That child, Resha..." One of the Mammoth Elders expressed with fanatic devotion, "He succeeded, huh? He was indeed special."
'HE DIED FIGHTING BRANGARA! FOR THE MAMMOTH CLAN!' Grehha almost bellowed in rage, disliking the fact that the Mammoth Elders didn't express pain for Resha's death. However, he controlled himself, for he knew their character.
Resha had the power of a Deity, but he wasn't one himself. He was a Mammoth Clansman who could transform into the Empyrean Supreme. Therefore, his death didn't affect the Mammoth Elders. They instead simply praised his sacrifice.
"He performed his role and succeeded," Grehha nodded as he addressed the Mammoth Elders, "In a few decades, the Mammoth Clan will have two Mystic Grade Deities. I want you guys to make preparations accordingly."
"There needs to be an Elder Council for each Deity." He expressed his desire, "With the sheer
scale at which they'll be operating, the Elder Council is a bare minimum necessity. Clone yourselves if necessary."
"Hahahaha!" One of the Mammoth Elders burst into laughter upon hearing Grehha's statement, "You make it seem like we need to be forced, Grehha. Fret not, we're not blind."
"The Mammoth Elders are mere resources that exist to support our Deities." The Mammoth
Elder kneeled towards Grehha, "Please be rest assured that we'll create a proper Elders Council for both our Deities. It won't be a sloppy clone of ourselves."
The Mammoth Elder then turned around to face Blola, "Will the Transcendent Eater stay with
us?"
"No," Blola shook his head, "I have a lot of work to do in preparations for the upcoming Continental Invasion. That's the core value with which I was created. And though I'm conscious of it, I cannot think against it, since it's pretty much my dream, desire, and everything else you can think of."
"How many Empyrean Tusks exist now?" The Mammoth Elder asked.
"Only Gannala," Blola said, "And there's a chance she may not remain a Mammoth Clansman considering the amount of experience the Indigo Mystic Path had accumulated."
"The Mammoth Treasury is with her." The Mammoth Elder expressed without hesitation, "If
she won't remain a Mammoth Clansman, please request her to return it."
Blola subtly eyed Grehha upon hearing it and observed the latter faintly shake his head,
'Seems Grehha already has plans regarding it. Then, it's not my place to interfere.'
"I will keep that in mind," Blola said his piece and disappeared.
The Mammoth Elders simultaneously turned around and faced Grehha, "We greet the
Mammoth Chief!"