Author's Notes: Hey guys and gals, this is your FF dude with the quirky tude Omniarch… coming to you all loud and proud. Got a brand-new story for anyone whose interested in reading it; but fair warning… it will feature an OC of my own design not only as the main character but also with awesome, unfathomable powers. This story will be my first attempt at a Sekirei Fanfiction. Also, while Minato will be in this story he won't be the main character.
For those of you who do enjoy my um… one-of-a-kind stories; this OC is an alternate Appaneesty Infinity from the one in my Death of the Endless fanfic. Anyone who knows this character of mine knows his capabilities so I won't waste time with the details and let the story itself do the talking. Again, if you guys aren't fond of stories with OCs as the main characters then this is not the Fanfiction for you. Now it begins.
Disclaimer: I don't own Sekirei or any of the characters except my OC Main Character; nor do I make any profit off this whatsoever.
Description: A long time ago in an Omega Omnisphere far, far away; the Sekirei Plan was about to get a major new player in Minaka's twisted game. But even he could never have guessed, that the age of the Gods was even closer than he thought… and everyone in the game was about to learn what a God really was.
Sekirei- The Age of the Gods- Book 1
Chapter 1: An Age of Unfathomable Power
A Reality-breaking force that rendered the concept of infinite power into Aleph numbers ranging from null all the way to infinity and beyond; the Zenith Omnidonae Force, or ZOF for short, encapsulated every nuance of infinity, and was the source of powers for the most omnipotent beings in any and all Totalities. But don't take my word for it, take it from them.
"Ah, come fucking on man! Why does the ZOF hate me?!" A man complained melodramatically whilst flying at ludicrous speeds through the dead space between Omniverses, the absurd realm creating constructs that were imbued with the very force beyond infinity that gave Appaneesty Infinity his mojo. Of all the time his meta luck had to be bad, AIB damn it all... this was just annoying.
"EXTERMINATE!" his irritating pursers declared in a resounding, and dumb-as-all-hell mantra. Of course it was fucking Daleks that chased him, he never would've pegged his archenemy the Whovian type; though to be honest Appaneesty was a big fan himself. Daleks were robotic, omnicidal aliens shaped like trash cans with an extended eye socket poking out of their heads and wheels to make taking out the trash inside of them even easier. Appaneesty didn't hesitate to voice this apt description out loud; and was blasted at all the more savagely for his efforts as he repressed a smirk.
Even charged with the source of his powers, these Daleks had nothing on him whatsoever. Short of another full powered Zenith Omnidonae, nothing in the infinite Omniverses and beyond could do so much as make him cluck like a chicken or sing like Elvis. Appaneesty did love a good Elvis song though, the guy was eargasm-worthy and a household name. It truly enthralled him what mortals could accomplish with so little real power; that was probably why he kept coming back to them in all honesty.
"Detecting unfettered ZOF in this one's system; maximum extermination required." One of the Daleks droned in their monotone voice devoid of any human emotions.
"Acknowledged… MAXIMUM EXTERMINATION." The million strong or so Daleks exclaimed as Appaneesty was suddenly fired at from omni-directions; the ultimate Dead Space turning into a pale blue maxi-nova as the ZOF Prodigy felt the lasers lancing into his indestructible skin but didn't even flinch. If Zeneptron thought these pathetic little drones could hold so much as a candle to the likes of him then he had another thing coming. Then again, maybe the point wasn't to hurt him physically; AIB knows he'd already taken everything from him on an emotional level. His deceased wife Misty could attest to that he reckoned, though she'd probably give him a swift kick in the arse for dwelling on the past like he sometimes did.
She had no extraordinary powers of her own, no destiny to save the Omega Omnispheres, but she was his hero. She'd always trusted him to protect her; and he had for a long while. He'd tried halfheartedly to convince her she'd be safer with the power to defend herself; but she adamantly refused to minimize what made him unique, to become what he was just so they could be together forever. She firmly believed that nothing precious was meant to last forever. She believed being mortal could be just as divine as being a supremely almighty God; that they could live more together in fifty-years of marriage than he could alone in fifty eternities. She taught him it wasn't the time that was important, it was the people. That didn't make her murder at the hands of that son of a bitch any easier; but it did give him a sense of peace to know that death was a natural part of life. He could've resurrected her, he could've done anything he wanted without justification, but this had been about what she wanted, and what she wanted was for him to move on.
Appaneesty's eyes turned red with a blood-lust pervaded every fiber of his being. He could feel his pulse moving at ZOF barrier breaking speeds; the Omni-Omniverse convulsing heavily in time with his heartbeat. He'd had enough of these tin cans attempting to assassinate him; goddamn, he loved that word, it had the word ass in it twice for crying out loud. "Alright, I've had ENOUGH!" He declared with an almighty clap of his hands, and the resulting, concussive blast not only repelled the attack but tore a swath through half of the Daleks; the single attack powerful enough to rip them apart despite their virtually indestructible, ZOF enhanced armor at around Aleph 3000 durability each.
"Emergency! Emergency! AI far more powerful than our circuits can process!" the remaining Daleks shrieked like an army of banshees; while Appaneesty grinned savagely and bared his teeth like a Demonic God. Zeneptron had set these creatures up for a massacre, and who was he to disappoint?
"Time to die Daleks! Give my regards to the Omni-Omniversal Entity of Death!" He commanded while using the power of Supreme Voice, his word becoming the most absolute law in all of creation and beyond as the once vast and meta-omnipotent army shattered like the overblown glass canons they were.
Most of them died before they even had the chance to cry out in protest, but a few of them went out screaming; and Appaneesty relished the cull. The part of him that felt any remorse for killing monsters such as this… died when Zeneptron took his wife and demigod children from him. "Now what can I do?" His blood-lust satiated for the time being; Appaneesty Infinity set his teleportation powers to random and vanished with a loud crack of Omni-Omniversal displacement.
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A long time ago in an Omega Omnisphere far, far away...
The Omni-Omniversal reality convulsed with the force of their every collision, the entire world engulfed in an endless void of black and iridescent lightning bolts that each attempted to overpower the other as inexhaustibly as the ones responsible for them. A pair of blurs blitzed about inside the storm, colliding time and again with the equivalent force of the powers they possessed, no Aleph number high enough to do their strength justice. One of the blurs, were anyone able to see it, was hooded and cloaked in the deepest shadows and eyes redder than the Egyptian god Sett shone from behind the faceless malice.
The other blur was the Anti-God's counterpart, and the Omni-Omniverse itself convulsed heavily in response to his heartbeat as adrenaline surged through his avatar. It was a humanoid figure with a plated gold one-piece and a white mini-cape billowing with the force of his ZOF Barrier breaking movements. The chest-plate of the suit was embroidered with a kaleidoscopic infinity symbol as colorful and as much of an eyesore as the figure's right eye, which glared like a laser from behind the holes in its pullover mask.
'How many times must we do this before you finally understand? I'm the one thing in all the Omega Omnispheres... YOU CANNOT STOP Appaneesty! Always have been, always will be. Try all you might, your efforts will be futile in the end, and then I'll continue to make your eternal life the worst version of hell cognizable. That human girl for starters, I can say that I see the appeal.' The blackest blur gurgled sadistically while communicating through a meta-omnipathic wavelength only other ZOF Prodigies could tune into.
"You stay away from her Zeneptron! If you lay so much as a finger on her..." Appaneesty roared dangerously from his current position, his heart pounding even fiercer as absolute, all-consuming hatred enveloped him. He couldn't let him hurt Misty, he wouldn't let him, she always trusted him to protect her and her would NOT fail her.
"Or you'll do what... you don't have the ability to stop me! First you'll lose her, then I'll take everything else you love from you, because I can. The difference between us is, underneath it all you've grown to care about these pathetic mortals. I have no such ties, I know the only sensible way to live in the Omega Omnispheres is without rules, boundaries, and moral constraints, and that'll always give me the advantage boy. But take heart, their lives are fleeting and unimportant, and you'll join them one day when I'm done having my fun with you. First I'll kill them, then when I finally kill you... OMNI-OMNIVERSAL ARMAGEDDON!' the aforementioned Zeneptron cackled gleefully with vile, malevolent passion. Appaneesty felt chilling dread course through his veins at what his enemy had in mind, and screamed in pure determination as he rushed the Omnimalevolent monster full throttle, and the entire world was lost in an endless vortex of power and light...
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Appaneesty shuddered with chilling remembrance as he reappeared in a version of Tokyo, Japan… not even questioning the strangeness of his subconscious, meta-omniscient mind's choice. "Well, I did set it to random after all, and this is kind of what you get when you set things to random. Maximum unpredictability, now, let's see what I can get up to in such a place." He said while he pondered his options. He could turn into an unbeatable sumo wrestler and clean sweep the nation with his mad skills, or he could help the Teen Titans foil the trouble in Tokyo scheme if that was the universe he'd been dumped in… though he honestly doubted that was where he was. Hell, he could do anything he wanted, see anything he wanted to see, and troll the powers that be in any universe by foiling the schemes of the world's most influential people. A part of him got off on it, the thrill of watching monsters from both the ZOF and mortal realms burn. It was something of a pass-time of his; and one he doubted his Misty Allyson would wholly approve of.
He grinned from ear-to-ear like the Cheshire cat at the prospect of being in an entirely new, never-before seen version of Tokyo. There was more to see than could ever be seen, more to do than... wait a minute, hold on. "Goddammit, that's the bloody Lion King; but my point still stands. I fucking love Disney movies, the humans of earth really are tremendously creative." He stated with a mad passion, emphasis on the word mad. His wife and children were dead, but such was the cycle of life, he'd be damned if he let them dying keep him from living it up the way only he knew how.
After doing a complete synopsis of this entire planet, he quirked both eyebrows at the realization that 108 inhumanly strong energy signatures scattered throughout the city, beyond infinitesimal next to his own but still impressive in their own right. There wasn't anything on this planet that could threaten him, which made it a good place to lie low, but if Zeneptron showed up at any point that could very quickly change. There wasn't anywhere in any Omega Omnisphere or any Omni-Omniverse where his antithesis could not find him, and besides that, there were plenty of other monsters out here in the mortal realms as well. "Well damn, if that ain't just a lovely thought, nice going Apps, ya morbid tosser." He snickered in a faux British accent he figured his late wife would not appreciate, especially since she was British and all.
Reading Japanese street signs and what was written on the buildings of Tokyo came almost effortlessly to him as he walked through the city in gleeful anticipation. "I knew learning every language and every God tongue in every Omega Omnisphere would come in handy, now if I could only find a place to stay faster that would be just peachy." He drawled, his voice dripping with sarcasm while speaking the last two words. He would not use his powers to make everything easier for him, he was the master of his urges to do so. Now, if he could keep repeating that mantra inside his head he might actually start believing it in the next millennium or so.
He started whistling a casual, random series of tweets and tunes to distract from his desire to go against everything Misty had taught him; watching for any sign of an inn that would take him in for a few days. "Ha! An inn that would take me in… that's so fucking dumb it was actually funny, and I didn't even mean to do it." He chuckled with mirth.
As though guided by fate's hand, or perhaps his own impeccable sense of direction, he saw a classic two level Japanese house with the paper walls and woven straw flooring one could expect from Japanese housing. Finally opting to use his all-seeing eyes to gather a complete synopsis of the general area, Appaneesty could see four occupants currently dwelling in this building and no one with hostile intentions towards him within 15 miles in all directions. He could see past the curvature of the earth as well, and even the ZOF energy signature of his antithesis some infinite Omega Omnispheres away; none of which seemed focused on him. "Ah good, so making my life a perpetual misery isn't all the bastard likes to do with his time." He spat out half bitterly, but half humorously as well. (He tried his best to use his powers only when they were strictly necessary and there was no way the human way would work; but sometimes it was best to know some things beforehand)
Quirking a not so delicate eyebrow, Appaneesty's intrigue dialed up to 11 and a smirk etched itself on his face. "This is fantastic! And the sign on the building says it's called Izumo Inn huh. I wonder if they take tenants who are only planning to stay for a couple of days. Will I have to sign away my soul or some other damning lease contract to be able to stay here." He snorted aloud at the thought, the life auras in that building may have been enhanced infinitely beyond any human capacity, but he doubted Satan was there waiting to collect on some debt Appaneesty didn't know he owed him. Even if he was, Appaneesty could just freeze all metaphysical hellish realms over throughout the Totalities of existence, and just be done with it. For a brief moment of uncharacteristic seriousness, he considered whether staying here short term was the right call; something in this universe had drawn him to this place if he was being completely honest, until he figured out what it was it was going to drive him nuts... like Peter Griffon trying to remember the name of that bad guy from Tron.
"I guess it couldn't hurt to stay until the lease or whatever is up; if I really need to slip away and I have to use my powers to do so then it can't really hurt. Hopefully though, no one will ask too many questions about what I'm up to and using my powers is only necessary at a minimum. Yeah, like that'll ever happen, people are far too nosy for their own good." He snorted derisively.
He knew he could afford to stay anywhere, given that he had limitless funds in every existing and non-existing currency alike. That was one of the only things he cheated on with regards to his mostly human lifestyle; mostly because he was too lazy to work and earn a career the human way. "There's a limit to how human my lifestyle can be guys come on." He declared out loud to no one in particular, his awareness of the Omni-Omniverse allowing him to see past the border between fiction and nonfiction and interact with the readers of his Fanfiction story, in other words, he pulled a Deadpool and gave the ultimate fourth-wall break. Deciding he needed to get the ball rolling, he went up to the doorway and rang the bell, all while adapting his attire and his knowledge base to suit Japanese customs. When in Rome, do as the Romans do, as they say.
"That's kind of a misnomer in itself because even the Romans didn't do what the Romans did." He mentioned offhand, and he would know, he once traveled to an alternate earth where Rome never fell and took over the world. That had been a day-in-a-half and was a story for another time though.
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Landlady Miya Asama, also known to a select few as Sekirei Number 1 Miya… was many things. Effectively immortal and possessing planet busting strength, the eldest of all 108 Sekirei MBI had released into the big wide world, and known to many as the reputable 'Hannya of the North'. She was beautiful despite her deceptively greater age than the rest of her little birds, with cream-colored skin and reddish-brown eyes. She had long, light purple hair with shorter bangs and a ribbon just barely holding it all in place. Her attire consisted solely of the traditional robes worn by Japanese priestesses and shrine maidens, and while she looked sweet she was the most powerful of all the Sekirei by a long shot, and that was without being winged. Lord only knows how powerful she'd be if she had been winged. She'd never known the upper limits of her strength, not really, and that was assuming she even had any limits in the first place. She was many things, beautiful, seemingly indestructible, and an excellent cook to boot.
One thing she wasn't though, was unsurprised when someone rang the doorbell late in the afternoon. This in itself was strange, her tenants didn't knock or ring anything before barging in practically unannounced, and Minato's Sekirei wouldn't have objected to him walking in on them naked in the bath. The only explanation she could think of was someone from MBI had somehow grown a set of balls and shown up here to take Matsu away despite the omnipresent landlady looming over them, or she was about to have a new tenant.
"Strange, nobody rings the doorbell around here; I wonder who that could be." Uzume commented airily, her grin cheeky at the prospect of someone new livening up the place like Minato and his Sekirei had done. She was impossibly beautiful like Miya, a trait one might believe to be a constant among the Sekirei race, and to make matters worse she was scantily clad in little more than a pair of panties and a top that revealed more than it hid. Miya hissed dangerously at the flagrant disregard for her rules, and proceeded to make his displeasure very, very clear.
"I'll go answer the door, and when I get back; you better be in more appropriate clothing Uzume." Miya threatened while giving off a black aura that could have frozen hellfire. She manifested her infamous Hannya mask to make her point explicitly clear.
Uzume nodded fearfully, and darted up the hallway just as Miya stood up from her place in the guest room; giggling sweetly to herself at how lively things were around here with all her tenants. She knew she was probably enjoying intimidating them a little too much, but her Hannya mask was a memento of her late husband; and she was determined to keep his memory alive every way she could. It was a shame Takehito hadn't been an Ashikabi when she married him, though in hindsight; maybe it was for the best. She'd been a very different person back then, and the amount of power she would likely possess were she winged… it'd be unimaginable even by her lofty standards. She would have become too powerful for anyone but the gods to stop, and MBI would have had an unstoppable killing machine at their beck and call.
She walked to the front door with a serene smile on her face, wondering what her potential new tenant would be like and hoping he or she livened this place up even more. Honestly, things were getting a little too boring around here; and while Miya was a stickler for her rules she did enjoy being able to enforce them in her... unique way. Her 'demonic visage' was just one of many tools she had up her sleeve, she also had a wicked wooden spoon and she wasn't afraid to use it. For actual threats though, she had her katana blade.
No matter what this person had intended for her or her tenants, she knew she was prepared to deal with them in any case. Besides which, half her tenants weren't currently present; Minato was currently at work with that no good Seo, Musubi and Tsukiumi were off on another of their shopping races, and Homura was off on another mission to protect un-winged Sekirei. That left her, Ku-chan, and Uzume to man the fort as well as her secret tenant Matsu. Out of the corner of her eye, Miya could see the familiar redheaded Sekirei making for her secret room in case the person at the door was an MBI affiliate.
She reached the door at last after a long train of thoughts, and thrust it open with glee; whether at the thought of welcoming a new tenant or slaughtering a potential hostile wasn't clear to anyone but her… probably both. When she saw who stood arched in her doorway, her breath hitched and caught in her throat. The man was gorgeous, with wavy, disheveled hair as black as polished obsidian and parted bangs framing his perfectly symmetrical face.
His left eye was the hottest shade of pink she'd ever seen, and the right was a kaleidoscopically tinged, metallic gold. He wore a traditionally styled, pure white kimono with a Celtic symbol for eternal love hung around his neck, a pink heart melded with an infinity symbol the same endless colors as his right eye. "Welcome to Izumo Inn, I'm the landlady Miya; nice to meet you." She said with a polite and formal bow. He responded to her bow with a trouble-maker's smile and a bow of his own; speaking fluent Japanese with a perfect accent and everything despite his aura being anything and everything but Japanese. She could sense he was a well-traveled man.
"Greetings... earthling, come from a galaxy far, far away, I do." He responded in a perfect imitation of a Japanese Yoda before busting a gut laughing.
"Sorry, sorry... I don't actually speak like that you know. Gotta love Star Wars, though not everyone does for some reason. Meh, maybe they watched the prequels first and it ruined the experience for them, though I'm one of the rare breeds that liked those ones, but I digress. Anyways, this might be considerably out of left field, but might you have any rooms left available. If not that's okay, I can look elsewhere; but I have money to pay the first month's rent and everything and I can come back at a later date if you want me to come look at a room tomorrow or something." He added with that smile of his still in place, and Miya sweat dropped at his theatrics before regaining her composure a split-second later.
"That won't be necessary, I've got a couple of rooms left and you're most welcome to stay with us. If you would like to follow me inside, we can go over the details Appaneesty-San." She replied once she recovered her wits enough to form coherent sentences.
"Thank you so much, and please… call me Appaneesty. The honorific is appreciated but unnecessary in my case." He graciously insisted, suddenly switching from big goofball to completely serious like he had an infinitely split personality or something. Appaneesty's smile widened imperceptibly, Miya hit the mark with that stray thought of hers, he was indeed afflicted with an infinitely diversified personality. Being a God didn't change what made him human, it merely highlighted those qualities with boundless brilliance. It also endowed him with equally absurd emotional capacity and potential for both good and evil. Everything about him that was human, was every bit as supremely meta-omnipotent as his powers. It could be both a boon and a curse, depending on the situation and one's point of view.
"Only if you call me Miya. And I've gotta say, for one not from Japan; you speak Japanese very fluently." The infamous Sekirei number 1 flippantly remarked, making pleasant small talk while walking down the hall with him into the guest room. Appaneesty didn't want to upset the status quo just yet, and simply letting her know upfront he knew what she was would lead to all kinds of questions he didn't have any believable answers to. If he was going to spill his secret, he was going to do so gradually, and that meant easing her and the other Sekirei into all of this. Being what he was and the truth behind every creationist story was cause for more than just a few headaches among the mortals of his feed.
"I'm a multi-linguist. I must say, you don't strike me as entirely Japanese either; though I can't really put my finger on why." He admitted casually, and Miya giggled behind her hand. She was surprised he'd been able to pick up on that so quickly; she may have been living in Japan for a long time but she was still a foreigner… her foreignness must have bled through in she said or did, which he was able to pick up on.
"That is a useful skill. You could travel anywhere you want and not have to worry about language barriers." She told him, and she saw him developing an interest in his shoes while blushing. She knew she was attractive, but most tenants were either too scared of the fact she was their landlady to make their attraction towards her obvious; or too intimidated by her 'demonic visage' to act on those urges. The fact that he blushed of all things surprised her; it was surprisingly pure and contradicted the kind of troublemaker she'd pegged him as. Maybe there was more weight to her initial impression of him having multiple sides than she thought.
"Thank you, Miya-Sama." He whispered with crushing sincerity, momentarily forgetting not to use an honorific. He was amazed how flustered she was able to make him just by paying him a simple compliment. He'd hadn't crushed this hard on someone at first sight since Misty had been alive, and he stifled the urge to laugh at the utter fool he must have made of himself while in her presence.
"You're most welcome Appaneesty. Now, onto business; rent is 50 thousand yens per month, and I have three main rules whilst you are living here. There will be no fighting, obscenity, or illicit sexual activity committed by any tenant whilst you are staying here and under my roof. Married couples will be exempt from the last rule, but apart from that; there are no exceptions." Miya firmly stated as Appaneesty nodded with an adoring smile.
"I accept your terms Miya; trust me, that will not be a problem. Though I can't guarantee I won't liven up the place a little, I have a rather annoying knack for it in actuality." He admitted with a grin like a feral imp, and Miya nodded in acceptance.
"That's just fine, so long as you accept the rules you can liven the place up however else you feel like doing. I actually enjoy the more entertaining tenants to be completely frank." She told him.
Appaneesty chuckled at this, "Life's too short and fleeting to be stressed out and miserable about everything. If you don't have any fun when you're young, you have no interesting stories to tell your grandchildren when you get old." He cited a quote he'd once told Misty.
"Wise words indeed Appaneesty. We seem to have gotten off topic a little though, you said you had money in every currency; and I usually have tenants do the grocery shopping or help with the chores and cooking to earn their keep here. My husband had a policy to never turn anyone away if they needed a place to stay, and I intend to keep that policy. Since you have the money to pay rent, do you think you could possibly pay first month upfront?" Miya politely requested while also letting him know in no uncertain terms that she wouldn't accept anything else from tenants more than capable of paying their way.
"Of course, I can give it to you in notes." He reassured her as he pulled out his wallet and handed her five 10 thousand yen notes out of a massive wad of them. Her eyes were momentarily wide at the sheer number of them tucked inside of his wallet, but she recovered quickly and accepted the proffered money.
"Thank you very much. I can now officially welcome you to Izumo Inn; there are currently four rooms left available, and as a paying tenant you have your pick of them." She welcomingly told him, freely offering him any of the remaining rooms and glad when he beamed at her.
"Thanks a million Miya. So, is that seriously it? Is there no paperwork or anything to fill out, no soul stealing lease contract perhaps?" Appaneesty curiously pressed on, and Miya shook her head at his perfectly poker-faced expression despite his being a clown.
"No, there's no need for such things in my inn. I'm a pretty good judge of character, and provided you can keep up with the renting costs you can stay here for any amount of time. I do prefer to rent to long term tenants; but I'll rent a room to anyone so long as they respect my rules. So, do you have stuff that needs packing and moving over to your new place?" She explained. Now it was Appaneesty's turn to shake his head.
"Not really, anything I need while in a new place, I buy; and I don't take anything with me to a new destination. I guess you could say I like to travel light. I'll go shopping for groceries and extra sets of clothes later today; but for right now, I want to break it all in. By the way, do you guys have futons for beds here… I've always wanted to sleep on a futon." He rambled in a serene, dreamy voice.
Miya giggled again, finding his quirkiness and enthusiasm quite adorable. "Yes, we certainly do Appaneesty. Once again, I welcome you to the inn. Hey everyone, come say hello to our newest tenant!" She announced, shouting the last bit as Appaneesty heard shuffling and felt two different and inhumanly strong sources of life energy drawing nearer to their current location. He could now ascertain that Miya had the strongest alien aura out of everyone in the inn, maybe even the entire city, though there were a couple that were closer to her strength than the others. Whoever these people were, they were no ordinary humans. He was tempted to scan all the various characters of their genetic structure, or otherwise determine whether they were meta-humans or something else; but managed to reign in his desire to learn things the all too easy and meta-omniscient way.
"Whoa Miya! I never could have guessed the person at the door would turn out to be such a gorgeous guy." A teasing voice stated from the doorway to the guestroom behind him as Appaneesty turned around and locked eyes with one of the best looking brunette girls he'd ever laid eyes. He had to resist the urge to give off an appreciative whistle. She was immensely well endowed, with a pink belly shit and a golden star on the chest. Her pants were simple Capri jeans, and her brown eyes held a mischievous twinkle when they locked with his.
"Uzume, this is our newest tenant, his name is Appaneesty. Appaneesty, this is Uzume, my longest staying tenant currently." Miya introduced them as Uzume sauntered into the guest room and Appaneesty gave her a friendly smile and a bow.
"What's cooking good looking, nice to meet ya Uzume-Sama." He casually greeted her with that troublemaker's smirk of his etched firmly in place. She grinned cheekily at him before giving a casual bow of her own.
"You as well Appaneesty-San; wow, that rolls off the tongue nicely. You've got yourself a fantastic name." She returned his greeting with mirth as Appaneesty smirked.
"So I've been told, not really sure why the old man decided to name me that but I'm not about to complain. I reckon my name isn't the only thing that rolls of the tongue nicely, if you know what I mean." He winked suggestively at her, causing her to chuckle and Miya to frown at him warningly as he held his hands up in surrender.
"Sorry, sorry Miya, but she started it." He pouted childishly, and Uzume responded by sticking her tongue out at him.
He recovered his wits quickly, realizing he'd been spacing out when he was expected to introduce himself. He could sense one of the other Godly life signatures hiding around the corner of the guest room's doorway; using the wall to obscure themselves as Appaneesty detected signs of shyness and uncertainty coming off that person's aura. He could see the last one further in the house, and could sense immense amounts of fear at the idea of being caught by someone; evidently a tenant in hiding out here or something.
He could sense that fear was directed at a group of people called MBI. Appaneesty opted to find out more about it all later, right now he had a shy stranger to reassure. "Hey, you can stop hiding little one; I promise I won't bite, maybe. I actually really like kids, although the skinny ones can be a little chewy." He promised the stranger jokingly; having dealt with shy kids before, and knowing that humor was usually the safest option. He smiled more genuinely this time when a green haired girl of about 8-years of age meandered around the corner and stepped tentatively into the guest room.
"Hey Ku-Chan, this is Appaneesty-San, why don't you say hi?" Uzume suggested with a wink and tongue poking out of her mouth. Kusano got her first good look at the tenant, saw his warm smile, his caring and none-too-serious demeanor, and warmed up to him enough to finally speak.
"Kon'nichiwa Appaneesty-San; I'm Kusano, but my friends just call me Ku or Ku-Chan." She squeaked in a surprisingly steady voice.
"Kon'nichiwa to you too Ku-Chan; the name's Appaneesty. But I've also been called the oncoming storm, the Bane of ZOF Monsters, and 'Hey you, get out of this Omniverse', though I think that last one is more of a statement than an actual name.' He continued to joke around, or at least, they thought he was joking. Heaven knows how they'd react if they found out he'd actually been called all those things and infinite others on top of that. He was glad when his introduction made Ku and the others laugh.
"We have other tenants of course, but they're out at the moment." Miya mentioned offhandedly as Appaneesty's smile grew and he gave a jovial clap.
"Wonderful, I can't wait to meet them; if they're anything like you three lovely ladies, I'm sure we'll all get along swimmingly." He stated with surprising sincerity, no trace of lechery or perversion in his tone.
"Ooh, he's a charmer; isn't he Miya?" Uzume snickered, and Miya had half a mind to reprimand her for teasing the new tenant in such a way, and in front of the 8-year-old Ku-Chan no less.
"Indeed, he is." She finally relented despite herself, and now Appaneesty was surprised. If only Misty could see him now, she'd be proud of him for moving on, but also chewing him out for flirting with someone other than her. Then again, knowing her, she might have been on board with the whole harem concept so long as everyone involved was happy and had equal rights.
"Thanks for the vote of confidence Uzume, but I really need to get myself some decent clothes and sample at least ten of everything Japanese in the food aisle. Nothing like a little foreign cuisine to kick off an extended vacation in a new place." He declared as Uzume contemplated going with him, wanting the opportunity to show him around the city a bit and besides that; she was planning on visiting Chiho anyways.
She was interrupted from her contemplation by the sound of scuffling at the door to the inn and the voice of Musubi ringing out clear as a bell.
"Yay! I win again!" She cheered merrily, walking into the inn with a peeved Tsukiumi at her heels.
"Thou may hath won the battle, but not the war Musubi. Mark my words, I shalt achieve victory; it is only a matter of time." The blonde haired, blue-eyed beauty promised as they dropped their grocery bags into the dining room before looking around them in curiosity.
"Where hath the landlady gone? We left her in this very room when we departed on our daily shopping race, did we not?" Tsukiumi questioned while Musubi just stood there looking confused.
"We're in the guest room Tsukiumi; come on over in here and say hello to our new tenant." They heard Miya call out to them from the other room.
"A new tenant? A new Sekirei perhaps?" Tsukiumi's mood soured at the thought of Minato garnering yet another woman's affection while she'd been gone.
'Preposterous, I am his real wife. If he has brought another Sekirei home with him, I'll...' she paused her internal tirade to grit her teeth in frustration. Contrary to her shopping buddy's demeanor, Musubi was excited by the idea of having more competition. She always loved a good fight and wouldn't back down from anyone or anything; if this person was another Sekirei, whether they were Minato's or not… she'd prove once and for all that she was his number one lover and fighter.
"Real wife or not, I want to meet them, and I can't wait to see how strong they are." Musubi was literally bouncing up and down with euphoric anticipation.
"Yes, of that, we can agree on Musubi. I too wish to test this person's strength for myself." She declared challengingly.
"Although…" Musubi paused as something only just occurred to her. "If they're not a Sekirei then we're kind of getting worked up over nothing." She added thoughtfully. Musubi could sometimes be an airhead, but every so often, she could be insightful as well.
"Don't say such things Musubi. I am positive they're Sekirei, I can feel it in my bones. Thou ought to be coming too." Tsukiumi turned back to see Musubi still standing there thinking, having already started walking towards the guest room and puzzled when the brunette Sekirei number 88 wasn't shadowing her.
To say Tsukiumi was disappointed that late afternoon to meet Appaneesty would've been an understatement, especially when he turned out to be a total dork, but she managed to remain cordial nonetheless; saying her introductions and giving her bow at the landlady's insistence. (Her and that damn 'demonic visage' were bloody terrifying) Musubi however, was much more friendly and outgoing about the whole thing. "Hello, I'm Musubi; it's very, very nice to meet you Appaneesty!" She exclaimed in an endlessly bubbly tone that had Appaneesty grinning from ear-to-ear for some reason.
Her personality reminded him very much of Misty's. There was something different about this girl, she had an exceedingly powerful aura by herself; but there was a second spiritual presence overlying hers that was much more defined, and was one of the two which rivaled Miya's vast power by the standards of the alien women in this room. Appaneesty now knew they were far more than human; their life energy alone was proof enough of that. He also knew the spirit who shared Musubi's vessel had been the only thing that kept her alive for a long time. He wondered if she knew, or if she would reject if he arranged for a reconstitution for her disembodied life-giver. He knew he shouldn't get involved in whatever this was, but he couldn't help it; even if he never revealed the full scope of his abilities, he liked getting involved and feeling like his power was good for helping someone. He didn't want to accept the idea that he could never interfere on these wonderful people's behalf.
"So, is there anyone else I can expect to meet whilst I am here; because believe me, this is awesome! I love this place!" Appaneesty wondered with an eager smile.
Miya giggled as his enthusiasm. "There's Minato who is at work, and Homura who stays out at crazy hours. You never know when he'll be home or not." Miya informed him diligently as Appaneesty nodded in acceptance.
"That's cool, I've got no beef with anyone wanting to keep their private life private; Lord knows I've had enough people in my business." Appaneesty sighed with deliberate melodrama.
"Appaneesty-San is funny; Ku likes him." Kusano told him with all the blatant honesty one could expect from a child.
Appaneesty snorted at that, "Why, thank you Ku-Chan; it always pleases me when people appreciate my... eccentricities, but then again, every Arthur needs his Merlin wouldn't you agree. Anyways, as much as I'd love to keep this conversation going… I really need to get myself sorted out and go shopping for some groceries and extra sets of clothes. Then maybe I can see if this Japan has Pokemon." He said the last part randomly under his breath, on the off chance the ZOF wanted to throw a wrench in the works and have these people connect the dots, branding him an extra-omniversal lunatic while doing so. It would've been just his rotten meta luck, this Omni-Totality liked messing with him, but at least it kept things interesting.
"I'll go with you, I've got some stops I need to make anyways and I want to show you around." She offered, much to Appaneesty's surprise and joy.
He really didn't have a care in any world, it was one of the things Misty found so calming about him, the way he had been so unflappable. It came in handy to, he hadn't intended to have any company along for the ride but didn't let Uzume's sudden, impromptu offer dissuade him or mess up his routine casing of the new environment. It was something of a gift he possessed, and he was going to spend the rest of his forevers cultivating it.
Deciding he'd be glad of the company, he nodded his head with a dazzling smile.
"Sure thing Uzume, let's tear this city up." He declared with reverent passion. Uzume was glad she had him along, she'd been wanting to show him around. She'd been concerned he'd kindly reject her offer and didn't want to have to press the issue. It put her mind at ease to have a Sekirei there to protect him in case he ended up getting dragged into Minaka's game. If he was an Ashikabi or meant to become one, any Sekirei who he was destined to wing were in danger until he could wing them; and she wanted to be there as insurance for any of the less honorable Ashikabi who were trying to eliminate the competition by any means necessary.
'Like Higa.' She hissed spitefully in her head, hating how he had so much power over her. But her Ashikabi was under his care in his own hospital, and she would've done anything to keep Chiho safe, healthy, and happy… anything at all. As much as what he made her do was sick and wrong, she knew she didn't have any other options at this moment; Higa's hospital was the best in all of Tokyo, and Chiho wouldn't have gotten the treatment and extra time she did if not for him. She just wanted more time, she knew Chiho's virus was supposed to be incurable but she kept holding out for one last miracle.
If anyone deserved one, it was her adorable Ashikabi whose sweetness could have surpassed even Minato's. For now, at least, she'd do as he said and continue eliminating Sekirei on his orders; but that didn't mean she had to like it or couldn't show Appaneesty around. Maybe she could find a way to introduce him to Chiho, the poor girl rarely got any visitors aside from her. She was astonished by how willing she was to confide in him about her and Chiho's sad tale… especially since he was a near stranger and she'd just met him. What was it about Appaneesty that made her so willing to trust him? That was a question she wanted to find the answer to, which was why she considered bringing him with her.
'This is crazy… I'm willing to put such faith in a total stranger? Why, and why am I so comfortable around him?' A fair question in her honest opinion. Apart from his good looks and innate kindness despite his quirky personality, what other qualities did he have that could've endeared her to him so? There was something about him… something more. She couldn't put her finger on it, but she somehow knew right then and there, that she could trust him.
The problem with being a Sekirei, was the fact they mated for life; their fated one became their entire world, life, past, present, future, and destiny… all at once. She'd never understood how an Ashikabi could be a Sekirei's everything and anything before she met Chiho; but now she did. And the thought of losing her at this point was unbearable. If this was how close she and Chiho could become when their time together would be cut short; Uzume struggled to comprehend how good things like intercourse between them would feel assuming they ever progressed that far.
The infamous veiled Sekirei was fresh out of options; the best doctors and hospital in the country couldn't do anything to save her beloved, and it was at this point that Uzume started looking for miracles. What did she have to lose, bringing this person to see her at this point; if Chiho was going to die and she was going to go inert anyways? There wasn't anything left for her to lose at this point; except her Ashikabi and her life… but maybe that was better than the alternative. She'd much rather die by her soul mate's side than live even one day in this world without her.
"I'm ready now Appaneesty." She finally said once she noticed him staring expectantly at her, clearly waiting for an answer as he nodded with a cheeky grin that could've rivaled hers, perfectly oblivious to the morbid thoughts that tumbled around in her head only seconds before.
"Shall we be off like a herd of turtles then?" He asked her teasingly, and she frowned in confusion at the odd expression, but didn't say anything about it.
"Um, sure I guess." She replied somewhat uncertainly, wondering what she had signed herself up for. Miya watched the them depart with a contemplative look on her face.
"Doth thou believe they will be okay on their own Landlady?" Tsukiumi couldn't help but ask concernedly.
"Yeah, I mean… what if some of the meaner Sekirei attack them while they're off together. He could be a new Ashikabi soon even if he isn't one right now." Musubi added, saying her piece as Miya giggled.
"They'll be fine. Something tells me there is more to our new tenant than meets the eye."
XXXXX
"So, Appaneesty, where are you from?" Uzume conversationally asked him while they walked side by side to the nearest shopping market. The streets were less crowded in the late afternoon and aside from the cars streaking up and down the streets occasionally; it was relatively quiet and peaceful.
"Beyond the confines of your Omniversal reality, past the stars and beyond the outer reaches of the greater cosmos; beyond rationality, time, space, thought, and nothingness themselves. I'm as infinitely removed as they come, and the most unique creature in the whole of existence to boot." He truthfully replied in a joking manner, and Uzume giggled despite herself. This man was an odd duck, no question about that.
"Seriously though? Where are you from?" She finally asked again when the hilarity died down and Appaneesty sighed.
"Let the records show that I tried telling her the truth." He said to no one in particular, and she rolled her eyes in a good natured manner.
"I came from Canada actually." He told her more seriously after a couple more drawn out moments, not wanting to lie but clearly the truth wasn't going to be accepted in any case. Telling anyone you were basically the God above all capital-G Gods wasn't going to go over well in most cases. She nodded as though she found that easy to believe.
"So, you are a foreigner; I had a feeling that was the case but your Japanese accent and customs are so spot on I couldn't say for absolute certainty." She admitted.
"A fact I'm quite proud of, all I need to do now is take up permanent residence here and I might just pass for one of the locals in a few short years." He grinned.
"Jeez, can't you be serious about anything?" Uzume sighed while shaking her head, and Appaneesty's grin widened to almost cartoon proportions. "Nah, life's too short to be taken seriously. The only things I'm serious about in life are love, family, and play, the rest can just suck on it. Honestly, my no cares personality tended to piss my wife off, though there were times she was thankful for it. I had a knack for helping her let loose and live a little. You've got to keep in mind that life is precious, every moment you spend miserable is a minute of happiness you'll never get back. And what better way than play to make your day" He philosophically rhymed, and Uzume found herself transfixed by his sentiments. Clearly, he was far wiser than he let on, albeit in a funny way.
"Well said." She admitted, and he gave her a brisk nod.
"Come on, we should probably get you acquainted with the city while there's still daylight left." She added in a matter-of-fact tone as she took him by the hand and led him up the next block at a much more brutal pace. She was surprised when he kept up with her, clearly in great physical shape himself...
An hour or so later at 5 PM and Uzume had already shown him the best places to shop for clothes and food throughout the city; and they were taking the train back home which Appaneesty insisted he pay for. The unfettered ZOF Prodigy was surprised when he saw a tower that didn't match up with the usual Tokyo infrastructures throughout the multiverses, looming ominously in the distance. "Um, Uzume, forgive me if this seems like a stupid question; but I'm not really up to speed on recent events in Tokyo history and I can't place that tower over there? What is it exactly?" He wondered idly, sensing a lot of hostile forces contained within and while not concerned they could hurt him, he didn't enjoy the idea of an entire city living in fear.
"Oh that… that's MBI headquarters, and you probably haven't heard of it because it's a relatively new thing. The owner and CEO is named Minaka and he owns almost the entire rest of the city; he's kind of a big deal around here." Uzume explained as Appaneesty nodded absently, knowing it wasn't his place to get involved in this city or even this planet's affairs but unable to help himself. What could he say, it was a bad habit to get off on shit like this and he was trying to give it up.
"If you ask me, it kinda looks like a hyper-massive case of penis envy. Then again, most towers are at their core essence, well, either that or they have a serious Icarus complex, trying to touch the sun or reach God, or something like that." He remarked with such perfect composure that Uzume burst out laughing before she could stop herself. It was bad enough he made such a crude comment, but worse still was his ability to remain completely poker-faced while doing so. She had to give him props, Minaka was a man who aspired to utter in the age of the gods, so it was fitting that Appaneesty described his tower the way he did, though she doubted the 'game master' would appreciate the comparison.
"Do you think you can show me the local library at some point Uzume, there are some things I want to read up on now that I'm here and learning all this for the first time." He requested, having enjoyed the time they spent together immensely however brief. He was mildly surprised by how comfortable he was around Uzume, but didn't question it too much. Some people were just meant to be in your life, end of story. He shouldn't get involved in the affairs of other peoples and planets, but the thought of one man controlling an entire city was worth looking into. If nothing else, he might be able to get involved in some serious shenanigans. That really was a beautiful word, shenanigans.
"Sure, I can show you where the library is; but first, would you like to come with me to the Hospital? I've got someone there I needed to visit anyways and I'm sure Chiho would like some extra company." Uzume confided in him, feeling oddly at ease about telling someone about this; even if she couldn't give them the whole story yet. Minaka swore upside down and backwards he'd send people to take care of anyone dumb enough to spew the Sekirei Plan to anybody not already in the game; and maybe that was for the best, the more people who knew they were super-powered aliens the greater the risk.
"I'd be happy to." Appaneesty reassured her, not missing the melancholy expression that crossed her gorgeous features. Whoever this Chiho was, she clearly meant a lot to Uzume. She beamed at him for his answer, and when the train dropped them off at the closest train station to the hospital he let Uzume take him by the hand.
"This is Hiyamakai Hospital, one of the many branches of Tokyo's top pharmaceutical company. It's owned by Higa Izumi; a rich tycoon who controls the entire eastern part of the city." Uzume unknowingly ground out his name, and Appaneesty furrowed his eyebrows at her calculatingly and with surprising shrewdness.
"I'm gonna go out on a limb here and venture you're not on the best of terms with his royal pratness Higa." He deduced, and Uzume laughed bitterly.
"How'd you guess?" She hissed, not mad at Appaneesty and glad he didn't seem offended by her tone; if anything, he seemed genuinely concerned for what seemed the first time, and that was even more surprising.
"Just a deduction, FYI… if you don't want people working out your um… feelings toward certain parties; it's often best to maintain a certain level of composure when discussing said parties with near strangers. This means keep a lid on your emotions to prevent them from leaking out, either in your speech or your physical mannerisms and facial expressions. Then again, maybe I'm just really good at reading people." He rambled in an irritatingly verbose manner, and Uzume rolled her eyes.
"Or maybe I just don't care who I reveal this too anymore; ever since you've arrived I've had this weird feeling that I can trust you. Why is that Appaneesty?" She asked, frustrated that she still couldn't figure him out despite having spent over an hour with him.
"I've never really known the answer to that question Uzume; people usually have pretty good instincts and sixth senses to this sort of thing and I guess something in my aura just makes me naturally trustworthy or something. I don't know, maybe it's just some vibe people pick up. I've always speculated that people have more of a sixth sense than they realize." He explained. They reached the entrance and Uzume stopped suddenly, tugging on Appaneesty by the hand and causing him to stop to as he looked behind him and saw she troublemaker's smirk on her face very much like his.
"Higa's staff doesn't really like it when I come in here to entertain Chiho past visiting hours, and I usually end up staying with her well past that point. So, I sneak in instead, it's much more fun that way. I know I'm kind of dragging you into an uncomfortable situation here Appaneesty, but I haven't been able to talk to anyone about this and I've finally reached the limit. Truth is, Higa's had me do some things I'm not particularly proud of, promising he'll continue treating Chiho if I continue being his lapdog for certain things." There, she finally came out and said it, and Appaneesty's reaction was well worth any admission to certain activities she could've made. His eyes widened to the size of dinner plates, and then they narrowed with such chilling calmness that Uzume found herself intimidated by him for a second; who knew the same man who didn't appear to have a care in the world could be so unnerving when genuinely angered
"He blackmailed you." He whispered with vehemence, clearly disgusted by what she told him. It was statement, not a question, and Uzume nodded.
"I've probably already doomed Chiho just by telling you this. He has eyes and ears everywhere… but honestly, her virus is incurable anyway and at best all he can do is give me more time with her. Unfortunately, it's more time with her that's my main concern, yet I keep holding out for some kind of miracle." She admitted, ashamed to feel her eyes burning with tears yet silently relishing the fact that she was.
"I'm sorry, for dragging you into all my personal problems Appaneesty, especially when we barely know each other." She added somewhat ashamedly, wondering when exactly she opted to make such a major deviation from her initial resolve. Originally, she wasn't going to tell anyone about this. She was going to gladly be Higa's lapdog if it meant more time with Chiho, but honestly, she was glad she told someone. Appaneesty might not have been able to help, but she felt like her problem being shared would help divide it, even if only a little bit.
She looked up into his eyes, and what she saw chilled her to her core; he was radiating blood-lust and killing intent. A part of her almost felt sorry for Higa at having pissed this man off, almost being the key word. Another was astounded and more than a little touched he was getting so mad on her behalf. Honestly, Higa was as bad as Minaka in many key ways. Appaneesty felt his heart squeezing with the force of his emotions as he took her hands in his, a rather daring move when they barely knew one another, but hoping she found the gesture comforting because that was what he intended to be. "You have every right to get the best possible care for your friend without having to do any of this stuff on the side Uzume. I won't ask you to tell me what you did, because it doesn't matter, as far as I'm concerned you were under duress.
It doesn't matter who we are, when it comes to the people we love, none of us are completely invulnerable… there are people whose personal loyalty would see the world burn if it meant saving the people they love. You have absolutely nothing, I repeat, NOTHING… to be ashamed off Uzume. But I can promise you, Higa will live to regret ever using your loved one against you." Appaneesty told her with such crushing certainty, and yet she couldn't bring herself to fully trust his words. He hadn't felt this angry with a human in a long time, having always had a bad habit of only seeing the good in them even when they didn't deserve it, but there was a limit to how rose-tinted his glasses could be in this situation.
"Powerful people like Higa have ways of getting away with things like this Appaneesty, as far as anyone in Tokyo's concerned… he's every bit as untouchable as Minaka himself." "Not while I'm around." He forcefully responded, and Uzume shuddered at the thought of him getting involved with something dangerous. She was beginning to regret telling him any of this at all, it wasn't that she wasn't pleased he was getting so upset, but she didn't tell him this just to get him involved in shit. "What does that mean exactly?" She asked, her concerns leaking into her voice as she waited for a response. "It means I'm completely outside the system. Now come on… I'm sure Chiho will be happy to see you." He commanded authoritatively as he started pulling her along with startling strength.
"But Appaneesty, we can't just go in the front door; the hospital staff and I aren't on the best of terms and I've already broken their rules one time too many. We need to use stealth." She protested halfheartedly, already accepting that Appaneesty was getting involved and regretting ever telling him anything. This was exactly what she had been worried about, why in the hell had she thought this was a good idea? She had been stupid enough to think he'd have the common sense not to do anymore than cuss Higa's name, but clearly, she thought wrong. Catching her thoughts of regret, Appaneesty knew she wouldn't regret telling him for much longer; to hell with easing her into this, there was a human being with an incurable illness and if he could save her before the reaper swung her sickle then by AIB he was going to do it. "Again, not while I'm around Uzume. I need you to trust me alright. Higa will rue the day he ever forced you into anything, and I'm about to take his bargaining chip right out from under him. I know you think it was a bad idea getting me involved in this, but you're about to see that doing so was the best thing you could've done! You have no idea what I'm capable of, none whatsoever!"
Author's Notes: And once again, that's a wrap folks. Reiterating my statement from earlier, if OCs as the main characters are not your thing then this is not the story for you. For those of you who enjoy my Appaneesty character however; hopefully this is a delight to read. As always with my stories, show me some love with the reading, rates, and reviews guys. And remember my motto if you're afraid of posting your stories due to the many trolls that plague this site.
It's better to write for yourself and have no public, then to write for the public and have no self. So, case and point, while it is okay to write for other people if you're not 100 percent invested in the story yourself then there isn't really any point in writing at all in the first place. Me personally, I write for myself more than anything; and for anyone who are willing to put up with my uniqueness and characters. That's all for now folks, Omniarch is signing off now.
Edited: Saturday, March 11, 2017 and finished at 9:13 AM.
Edited Again: Saturday, March 11, 2017 at 8:59 PM.