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Children, Xochi was learning, were undeniably her weakness. The demon sat at her dining room table and frowned as she stared at her hands. Lines were working their ways inbetween the ridges of her fingers. Every detail seemed delightfully new and fresh. Work was demanding - between juggling a double major and caring for her two children, Xochi was left practically drained of energy to really stop and look at herself. To notice the little things, like hand lines.
One would think that, left with free time, the demon would sleep blissfully, but instead she was wracked with nerves and misery. It felt to Xochi that something was missing, and as she sat at her kitchen table, it became clear - Family.
Being an orphaned demon wasn't hard, especially not when raised in Asphodel. Xochi was immersed daily in her culture, raised and tooled to be the sort of nightmare they wanted. At the same time, she lacked that connection to family. No siblings, aunts, or uncles. It wasn't as common at first, but as the years drug on, and more and more factions of nightmares revealed themselves, it was commonplace. The yearning to belong, to have kin, was strong.
Besides, kids were pretty dang cute.
But making a family wasn't easy. Not between trying to raise her first two and attempts to graduate university and land a successful career. Still, the yearning was there. Xochi was almost done with school and it seemed foolish to push off the idea of children longer. Yes... That was it. That was what was bugging her. She wanted more family. More children. Maybe a partner at some point, who could love her for who she was.
Partner was optional. Xochi would be content with hoards of happy offspring. Smiling to herself, the demon resolved to breed again. Children were a blessing and her weakness. It hardly seemed like a problem to indulge herself in the joy of family.
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