I Got A Story To Tell Volume 7, Part Fifteen: Happy Saint Valentine♥.

I feel like I've been talking meaninglessly from the beginning.

I hate telling the truth.

They are little letters in my head.

Unable to grasp out.

Forced to pass it on.

Even though it hurts.

I wonder what Mother would have done if she were in my boots, even if I never wear boots..

I mean, Carol.

I should quit saying 'Mother'.

She may have told me that I could call her 'Mother' but she's gone now.

I may just call her 'Carol Denvers'.

I am Tsar Izicc Marievà.

But you may call me, 'Tsar' from now on.

Izabel's a bit too old for me.. Haha...

I also lied about my age.

But that's not the topic of today's special chapter so, let's just move on.

I know that you very little of my life story when I'm the heroine.

You know more about Lune's, even though he's not the MC of the story.

But that's okay..

It's my bad, afterall.

My story has never been an exciting one.

I'm one of those people[Women] slaved for fun by wealthy corporates.

I am not the last one of my kin, if you think I'm your average hero.

I am at a class beyond that.

My kin is still a reigning race.

It's just that nothing can be completely controlled..

I lost my real mother and real father and rea---My whole family is dead.

Much simpler to say it that way.

I belong to a kin that looks exactly human despite the tough skin and heightened senses.

Lastly, the most important difference.

My Kin's HairColour adapts to our mood.

Blue means 'Feeling Good'.

That's why the last time I faked my 'pissed off' phase at Vaha, my hair remained blue.

I faked it.

Red means 'Very Horny'.

Fun fact: I almost raped my real mother because of that phase my kin goes through at some point of our life.

Yellow means 'Thankful.'

Never had the chance to change to that colour yet.

And finally, the rumoured black hair which means 'True Love'.

But that's just a freaking legend my real parents used to tell me.

Even my big sis who was married never had black hair, not even once.

And who believes in true love anyway.

My hair's always blue in case you didn't follow.

Even when Savier died.

Oopps!!

I don't think I was supposed to say that.

Anyways, how about we hop right into the story?

Let me explain a bit before that!

In three points;

First, Lune asked me to bear his child.

Second, Lune asked me to bear his child.

Third, Lune asked me to bear his Fucking child.

Good to go?

Okay...

"--heupp?!?? Come again?? Are you crazy, dumbshit???"

Expresses I, with an honesty no one could decipher.

"You heard me right. I know you are not deaf.. If you accept to bear my child, I will reveal to you every secrets I have to offer.."

An un-interesting proposition I kindly had to--

"And I will tell you how to reincarnate Carol Denvers."

---to re-consider after hearing that.

Reviving Mot-I mean, Caron Denvers.

I didn't hesitate a second, to be honest.

I said, "Yes!!".

You will come to know why later, for now, let's have a baby.