Rokka no Yuusha: Child of the Goddess
Summary: Adlet Mayer has just stumbled across a mysterious three hundred year old secret about the Goddess of Fate. What consequences does this have for The Kingdom of Aurora?
Disclaimer: This is a fan-fiction story of the Anime/Manga/Light Japanese Novel; Rokka no Yuusha, and is in no way affiliated with the actual story in any of the aforementioned media. All characters and other materials related to the show that are used are not intended to infringe on any Copyrights. Elemental-Zer0 takes sole responsibility for any mistakes or offence that may be taken but truly not meant. However, any characters that are not related to any copyrights are copyrighted to Elemental-Zer0, as are any adaptions/variations to the plot set out in the original author's story/plot.
Authors Note: So I played the "What If…?" game and came up with this little ditty. Don't expect regular or quick updates though as I'm a sporadic writer and my real world life kidnaps me often. Sorry in advance.
Anyways, let me know what you think, but no flames please. If you have any criticism to make please do it politely otherwise I shall ignore your words. (It's happened before, I'm sorry to say, and I hadn't even posted any real chapters…)
Prologue: The Double Defeat
Adriette Maia was the High Priestess of the hidden Temple of the Flower. She was a loving, caring, warm hearted leader of the temple and her fellow temple dwellers loved and respected her dearly. She was young looking, in her early twenties and was a very beautiful woman with her long auburn hair held back from her face by twin strands being tied behind her head, her pale skin and icy sky blue eyes. She couldn't have lived a happier life.
But today she would be committing suicide. She had no other choice. Her duty to protect the secrets that her hidden temple held and her duty to protect the young child chosen by the Goddess of Fate was more important than her own life.
With a desperate breath, Adriette pulled the child close to her and wrapped her arms around small body protectively. The child clutched at her robes, fearful of the strange noises coming from outside the Sacred Forest. For reasons unknown, the demons steered clear of the forest. Adriette cared not to question the miracle but rather used it to her advantage. She tore through the familiar pathways and found herself at the bank of the Sacred Lake. With nary a thought for reverence or respect, she sprinted into the shallow waters of the bank, disturbing the pearly white surface of the waters. She held the young Saint close to her chest as she waded further into the waters, pausing only when the waters reached her waist.
Adriette only had desperation on her mind and she called out to the Goddess for help.
"Goddess hear me now, your acolyte of the Flower calls you! Help us in this hour of need!" She looked down at the young child in her arms. Two years with the young Saint had given her a healthy dose of maternal protectiveness over the child and it broke her heart to have to let the young one go so soon. "Take your chosen child someplace safe." She said with tears welling up in her eyes. The young Saint looked up at her with enquiring amber eyes, curiosity clear and abundant. "Use my life, whatever is left of it. Use it to protect this miracle." She continued softly. She held the young Saint close to her own body as she sank deeper into the supernatural waters until the water level reached to just under her chest. As soon as the child's skin made contact with the water, the lake began to softly glow. "Use my body, let me protect this dear one with your power." She prayed with tears flowing from her eyes. She knew she would not live through this last act of defiance against the Maijin. She knew she would never set her eyes upon the young miracle in her arms again and she feared for the child's future but she trusted the Goddess unwaveringly. She would guide and protect her chosen Saint until the day the child could stand alone and wield the Goddess' powers without aid.
Her plea was heard and the lake responded.
At that moment, a few of her battle-worn monks ran forward onto the bank of the Lake and found her in the waters.
"High Priestess!" One called out in distress. She turned to face them, the child was clearly visible in her arms and they suddenly knew that she was about to do something irreversible. She gave them a soft smile of goodbye just as the waters began to glow brighter and rise up around her and the child.
As soon as the two were out of view, a bright light blinded the remaining monks who bore witness to the spectacle. The waters rose then, and in a sudden rush, flooded the forest and the hidden temple built around it. It washed away the demonic creatures, turning them to ash with its very touch. It spilled into each chamber and flooded every ruined building. It enveloped each of the temple's devout followers and took them into its embrace before crystallising completely, trapping everyone and everything it had touched in a crystallised tomb.
The remaining demons for some reason could not get close to the crystal, it was like a barrier had been erected. One that could repel all of Maijin's creatures and turn them all to ash. The attacking Demon lord sneered at his thwarted attempts of domination upon the Temple of the Flower.
His plans however had not been completely destroyed. Tgurneu grinned slowly as he glanced down at the large box of scrolls his minions had managed to pilfer from the now crystallised Library of the Monks. Even as a wrenching tug from his core suddenly ignited within sending a blinding pain throughout his grotesque mimicry of natural life, Tgurneu grinned.
The current Braves had just defeated the Maijin again but Tgurneu wasn't undeterred. The Maijin may not have awoken fully this time round but there was always next time. This was just one battle of many. In another three hundred years the war would begin again and the information hidden in these scrolls would help him create a rather nasty surprise for the human race when that time came.
He was going to spend the next three hundred years using the information from these scrolls to perfect their trump card; a human/demon hybrid.
A/N: So that's the prologue. Is anyone interested in the next chapter?
