The Craftsman 455 Cat-Like

Recently Daedalus had been focusing on his soul cultivation as compared to his body he was a lot more limited. Though the limiter for his soul was increasing like his bodies potential it was much more limited and required about ten times the effort. It was so difficult he ended up waiting ten years between resets to get the most progress.

The biggest problem is that his soul strength would be limited until he got it back to its previous strength. That wasn't too bad though cause Andromeda would be able to protect him. They had long stopped doing it at he same time because they realised that they would be heavily vulnerable for a year or two at a time.

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Daedalus was sat in his meditation room. A while back he had realised a ma.s.sive fault with his system. It could be taken and tracked back to him but it just required the host to die and it would go to the one who had killed the host.

He had considered many ways of fixing the problem but he had a better idea. Making it a feature would cause more conflict, therefore more entertainment so he decided to deal with the tracking issue only. It was a decidedly cheap fix but Daedalus didn't mind it would make things interesting. He could interfere if things got bad.

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When that was dealt with Daedalus got out of the meditation room and yawned before heading to the kitchen. He smiled seeing Andromeda watching her favourite TV series, she looked completely engrossed in the gruesome thing.

Smiling softly Daedalus began making a large amount of food, he knew Andromeda loved his food so he needed to make a lot before he left to deal with the system. The fridge and freezer where enormous for this exact reasoning, and they where empty again, and he had only filled it a short time ago.

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A couple hours later Daedalus left the kitchen holding two plates to find Andromeda still engrossed in her TV show. Chuckling Daedalus placed the food in front of her on the coffee table and sat down beside her with his own food.

Andromeda was quickly broken from her trance and she pounced on the plate of mackerel and rice. Daedalus smiled at this because she was acting like a cat. Daedalus smirked and pat her head before whispering in her ear "My Kitten."

Andromeda immediately stilled and blushed a deep red but seemed to like having her head pat. Pouting Andromeda punched him in the stomach and grabbed her food before running to a corner and jokingly hissed at him.

Daedalus smirk became more p.r.o.nounced and he began walking over while saying "I think my Kitten needs to have her head pat."

And that is how their children found their father patting their mother like a cat while she purred adorably.