The Primordial Record novel Chapter 480

Chapter 480 Booze Palace

Before now, she was a woman in her late sixties, all her hair was gray, her back was bent, her joints were arthritic and years of breathing fumes from the kitchen had given her an acute case of pain, and coughing spells, and the local doctor had given her a few years to live.

All of that had disappeared a few days while in heaven, her youth returned and her hair turned black, the libido she had that had gone away for decades returned in a rush, and she was now six months pregnant, yet she still felt as healthy as an eighteen years old.

Dera did not know the father, but she did not care, as a woman of seventy years of age, she had gone beyond such social norms.

She learned that their lifespan had been increased to 140 years, double the amount of time given to a mortal, and their children would live even longer, and this trend would continue until everyone who worships the greatest of gods would live forever.

Also, there were rumors that those who were truly loyal to God would be called up to become one with the Angels, they would live forever, and their glory would never fade.

[What Rowan would have found amusing was that this sentiment was not far off from the truth, he was truly going to be watching and selecting the best mortals to merge with his Angels on the day of their death or even after they died. Their souls would inevitably come to him and he would decide whether to consume them or merge them with an Angel, their flesh was not needed for this process.]

She did not see the allure of living forever when she was a youth, but as age and sickness weighed her down as time passed, she understood the necessities of youth, a gift most would never appreciate until it was gone.

Dera no longer ran just a tavern but also a nursery for the kids, and recently she had found herself focused more on the kids than the tavern for a simple reason; it was impossible to make her customers drunk!

This was a seemingly stupid reason, but it was very important, as she could as well be serving her customers water.

Fermentation of wine was possible, everything grew quickly here and was very flavourful, every grape she had tasted was so delicious, that she found herself moaning with each bite, the wine made from it was also spectacular, but due to the same reason she was becoming younger, their bodies would quickly process away the alcohol.

There was potent alcohol of course, but those were filled with an enormous amount of Aether that their grapes could not yet contain. Although each generation of grapes that were harvested inside the Divine Kingdom was slowly getting better at absorbing and keeping Aether inside them, for now, there were no feasible methods for the people here to become drunk.

'There is also no reason to.' Dera thought. 'Everything a mortal could have ever wanted could be found here, safety, food, shelter, entertainment… What more could they ask for? There was no strife or wars, no currency, no rich or poor, everyone lived their lives knowing they were in heaven and it was enough.'

She had slowly found herself leaning towards educating the young inside their communities, a task that was giving her q great sense of pride and joy, and it was for the children that she was carrying the loaves of bread over for them to feed.