Ning arrived at Damian's palace. It was a massive fortress, larger than most villages. It included many rooms, each dedicated to sothing specific.
One side of the palace was for blacksmithing, while another one was for training swords. One gigantic library was for a scholar, while another one will flasks and vials was for a healer.
Each one of Damian's wives seed to have made one part of the house completely there where they trained what they were good at every day.
Ning was taken to the dining hall by Damian, while he talked about his life with Ning. He explained how he had co from a low status, but thanks to the physique he was born with, he had managed to overco all odds to reach the level he had.
They then sat by the table, with Ning on one end and Damian on the other end, while his wives filled the sides of the table.
Ning ate what was the best food he had eaten since he ca here. In fact, it was the tastiest thing he had eaten since he left Earth decades ago.
"I'm glad you are enjoying this," Damian said. "Brienne's cooking is quite amazing."
The golden-haired woman gave a small smile.
They talked as they ate, with Ning explaining parts of what he was, and Damian explaining how he was as strong as he was.
"Hmm, now that's an interesting physique," Ning said.
"Yes," Damian said, but he didn't seem as happy as he should have been.
"Do you not like it?" Ning asked.
"No, I absolutely love it," Damian said. "If not for my physique, I wouldn't have reached where I am. I wouldn't have gotten to et all of my lovely wives."
"Then why do you feel saddened?" Ning asked.
"Well... the truth is, as much as this physique is a blessing, it is also curse on ," Damian said. "So long as I have this physique, I can only have one child with one woman. And so..."
Damian looked around at his 7 wives, and his problem beca clear to Ning.
Ning paused and looked at the man. "Are you asking for help?" he said.
Damian's grin beca slightly more awkward. "Am I that transparent?" he asked.
Ning shook his head. "Nothing wrong with that," he said.
Damian felt slightly better. "Yes, I am asking for help. You said you were the closest thing to a god and that you can do almost anything you want to. I'm wondering, can you help have more children than just one?" he asked.
Ning looked at the man and then down at his food which appeared to be in thought. On the inside, he was asking the System for more information about Damian's physique.
Damian's physique gave him the power to choose when his seed was potent enough to give him a child. Unfortunately, he could only choose just once.
The mont he made the decision, every other ti he used his seed, it would be fruitless.
That wasn't all. His seed was also so strong, that any woman who got pregnant with it could never again get pregnant at all. Giving birth once to a child with this physique ant that you could no longer have another child.
That was quite the downside, but it made sense considering how strong this physique was. If left to spread, these n would destroy the world easily.
The Will of the planet was careful it seed. Even if Ning helped him here, the Will would imdiately revert the physique back to how it was before.
Ning learned so more to see what he could do to help with the pregnancy and got so rather unfortunate answers.
"I have good news and bad news," Ning said.
"What's the good news?" Damian asked. The won looked toward Ning as well, silent and attentive, not wanting to miss a single mont of this.
"I can help you with what you are asking," Ning said. "I can make it so that you can have a child with each of the won. No, you can have many children, as many as you want."
Damian's eyes widened in glee and hope. "You can help then?" he asked, but as he did, his face changed. "No, what's the bad news?"
"Your children would be average with no talent. At least, they will have none of your talents, and perhaps just their mothers. Even that is hard to tell."
Damian's eyes narrowed. "Wouldn't that be close to having my bloodline co to an end?" he asked.
"It would continue in a different way, but if you wish your physique to be transferred as well, then that is not happening," Ning said.
"But I do wish that," Damian said. "But I can't just give one of them a child and leave the other 6 bare. I can't bear to do that."
"It's alright," one of the girls said. "We will be fine with it."
"Yes, we can handle it. You can't afford to not have a child to keep your ancestor's lineage alive. The world needs your physique, Damian," another one of the girls said.
Ning watched as the girls consoled Damian one after another. As he watched them, another thought ca to him.
"I have a suggestion," Ning said. "It's a stupid suggestion, but considering the situation, I believe you will co to appreciate it."
Damian and the girls looked toward Ning. "What suggestion, sir Ning?" he asked.
"You can only have one child, I cannot change that. However, there is a way I can make it so that one child belongs to all 7 of your wives," Ning said. "Each one of them would be a biological mother to your child."
"So, while you only have one child, and the girls won't have any other, they will still all be actual mothers, and won't be left bare, as you say," Ning said.
Damian's eyes narrowed. "Are there any downsides?" he asked.
Ning grinned. "What I just said were the downsides," he said. "Wanna hear the upsides
now?"
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