Fair warning : If you are a fan of Minato x Hamuko then for the love of God, do not read this. Read fluff.
If you expect a happy ending or good moments then do not read this.
If you like bloodlust then do not read this.
If you want to see gore and horror then step right here because this is going to painful.
Just for a few fans/readers of mine. They wanted this and they got it. You know who you are.
Nutshell : Crossover between fallen messiah and blood lust... yyyeah, grab the pillows.
My name is Makoto Yuki.
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Under normal circumstance, I would have told you to piss off because I'm wired in a weird way. I hate you. I hate your family. I hate everything that you stand for. Or well... I used to think that way.
"Makoto!"
I took more of her shopping bags and smiled at her. "Anything else?"
"Just some more, maybe 10 or 12 more stores..." she said. "You don't have a problem, do you?"
I gazed into her large, red eyes and shook my head. "Not at all..."
"Alright!" she counted the remaining money in my wallet and then ran off to shop some more.
I seemed to have... settled down in the past few weeks. I now have people who I can almost call friends. I now wake up and the first thing I do is make sure that she is alright next to me. I now care more about keeping myself stable so I can have a future with her.
I have given up on killing, smoking and sleeping with random girls entirely. I am still a remorseless psychopath to anyone who DARES threatens Hamuko but beyond that... I'm just waiting to finish my grudges, end the Dark Hour and start with a future with her.
Maybe keep in touch with those clowns back at the dorm too... Hahaha...
The last few weeks were brutal but everything has finally come together. I now have a little brother who I'm sure will always have my back and a girlfriend who is like once in a lifetime.
Life is good.
I won't let anyone change this. I've worked too hard and suffered way too much for some random asshole to walk in and ruin this.
I don't care if it's Sho.
Jin.
Takaya.
Anyone else.
Nobody is threatening my peace. My world. MY Hamuko.
Anyone who does so will be annihilated. I might have settled down but don't make the mistake of thinking that I'm not the same damn guy I've always been!
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My name is Minato Arisato.
You probably know me already, don't you?
Who doesn't know me?
Back in my world. Everybody knows me. Everybody worships me. Everybody is my bitch and for good reason.
Every popular student in the school kisses my ass day in and day out. The Velvet Room is scared to death of me. The so called veterans are terrified of me. The so called savior of this world screams my name while she's on her back, every damn night. It doesn't matter if she's a Wild Card or a Fool, she's still a love struck teenager girl who worships the ground that I walk on.
The list goes on and on. I was the champion of light and now, I am a bigger champion of darkness. It doesn't matter who you are, once I put my hands on you, you will never be the same again. In every defeat, there is always a victory because I am the Wild Card. I am the Universe.
I am the MESSIAH.
The Alpha and the Omega.
"You get a kiss back at home, Makoto," that weak ass little bitch!
"Hahaha... Really looking forward to that," look at the way he's blushing, makes me fucking sick!
"Grrr..."
Even though I am undeniably awesome, I still have problems, limits and desires.
I pushed myself off the wall of the back alley and watched the two some more, even though their interactions was sickening me.
Oh, look at that, she gave him a kiss on the cheek.
I feel molested just looking at that.
My problem is that I have trouble controlling emotions.
My limit is at the breaking point. I cannot control this bloodlust.
My desire is to wreak havoc, utter freaking chaos and break at least one Hamuko. Back in my world, I have to play it cool for a while and that drove me nuts. I have no lust, no desire for money or fame. My goal is simple, I need to hurt and abuse because living with bottled emotions is impossible now. I need to let it out!
I walked back into the room and nodded my head at the greeting.
"Are you satisfied?" Nyarlathotep asked.
"She's even more pathetic over here," I replied. "God, I need a shower after watching that."
Nyarlathotep chuckled.
"But yeah, this is perfect," I said. "I'll stay here for a few days. I hate to say this but thank you, you gave me exactly what I needed."
"You are welcome. Have fun, my champion!"
I nodded again and went back outside. The two were still standing here, giggling and teasing each other, unaware of the hell that was coming for them.
Makoto Yuki.
Even his name pisses me off. Who the hell named him that? Gave my mirror image the name of a porn star. Fuck this world!
Makoto Yuki.
This is more than me killing Hamuko now, this is me setting this whole, fucked up situation right.
I have watched his entire life flash before my eyes. He doesn't know me but I know everything about him. Every single thing. Nothing is in the shadows, it only took a few seconds and I know him better than he knows himself.
This boy is stupid. I have seen his childish tantrums. I've seen him whine and complain. I've seen him cry and beg like a bitch. I've seen kneel down and bow his head AT HER.
FUCK!
I am the messiah but I am not merciful, especially when it comes to this.
His 'bloodlust' was laughable but his massacres were actually decent. He knows how to torture and humiliate. I'll even admit, his starting was much, much better than my own. I'd even admire him if he didn't commit the most unforgivable sin.
Copy or not, mirror image or not, he is not allowed to do that. How dare him.
He might think he's cold and callous, ruthless... Hahaha... but this boy hasn't seen real terror yet.
He has a long way to go.
I am going to punish him.
I'll show him what a TRUE monster really is.
He doesn't come close to me. He's just a big fish in a little pond. Wait until he sees what true bloodlust really is.
"Makoto Yuki..."
"Say hello to Beelzebulb,"
He's smiling and inching his head towards her.
Grrr...
"Say hello to Lucifer,"
She's moving towards him as well.
"Say hello to Satan,"
Their faces are inches apart now... Must. Control. This...
Feeling-
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"Say hello to Minato Arisato!"
Makoto stopped and pulled his head back in confusion.
Hehehe. He felt that. I hit my limit for a few milliseconds and he felt it.
He's pale. I'll cockblock you in the worst possible way, you son of a bitch.
He knows hell is coming. This recovery of yours will end up horribly, mark my words!
"Say hello to the messiah,"
Makoto looked around with gritted teeth.
I laughed and made my way back into the room, knowing great days were coming up.
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Makoto and Hamuko had never come across something like that. Sho, Takaya, Theo, they didn't compare to him.
They weren't ready for the blood lust of the fallen messiah.
Hopefully Makoto (blood lust) came across as a hero while Minato (fallen messiah) came across as a psychopath. I don't expect the vieweship to be big but if you're reading then do let me know if you want this to continue.
This has a low priority and will be like... really short... Main focus is still finishing fallen messiah and don't worry, no spoilers.
Later guys. Sorry for the wait on my stories but my bday was a few days ago and well... the combat sports world is going crazy so I'm just having fun with that. Cheers!