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Prologue: Zeus, The Descendant Of Neptune and The CPUs
*Planeptune Basilicom Balcony*
20 Years After The Day that Nepgear Killed The 7 seven CPUs to stop the Deity of sin. The world has had a ever lasting peace. The other nations have been brought under one nation. It took time for The People of Gamindustri to accept Nepgear as the last Goddess, but eventually, they did. Some still bear Hatred towards her. Around 13% of Gamindustri bear Hatred Towards Nepgear. Today, Nepgear was considered the Last Goddess ever.
Nepgear was standing on the balcony watching the view. The Night of Planeptune. She often did this with Neptune, watch the view of Planeptune. Histoire Came floating in.
"Nepgear. Are you OK?" Histoire asked with a worried tone. Nepgear turned to her.
"...Yes... I'm just enjoying the view..." Nepgear said. She turned back to the city. Histoire kept quiet until she asked.
"Are you feeling well today? You seem a bit off..." Histoire asked uncertain. Ever since that day, Nepgear would act strange. For 40 years, Histoire never found out why she acted that way.
"I'm fine... There's nothing wrong..." She responded. Histoire paused for a moment before nodding.
"I understand... If you need to talk about anything with me. I'm free to listen." Histoire said before she turned and started to float away, Until...
"I miss them Histoire..." She muttered. But Histoire was able to hear it clearly.
"..." Histoire remained quiet. She didn't know what to do. What to say. She couldn't think of anything to say to lighten her mood.
"It's been so long... I've been so... Alone all this time." She started to sound emotional. Histoire knew dead on who she was talking about. She didn't even need to ask or even think about it.
She was talking about the Other CPUs.
She was Talking about Neptune.
"I thought about it ever night Histoire... I couldn't sleep peacefully at night ever since...!" Nepgear started to Yell in sadness. Histoire stayed silent. She didn't know what to say.
"Why didn't Neptune just kill me...? Why did she leave me alone here...?" Nepgear then fell to her knees. Histoire floated over to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. Nepgear turns to Histoire, with tears starting to form.
"I thought about how I could've prevented it...! I feel like I'm going insane everyone I think...!" Nepgear yelled with tears falling to the ground.
"Nepgear... It's OK... They did not hate you for what you did... No one can reproach you, or the decision that you made..." Histoire finally said.
"...Histoire... I...I...!" Nepgear cried. Histoire hugged her head.
"It's OK... No matter what happens... No matter who turns on you... No Matter what anyone says... I will always be there for you... Always..." Histoire said.
At this point, Nepgear couldn't hold back the tears. She cried. Her Screams of sadness, Her Sobs, her Pain, echoed through the Basilicom.
The Gehaburn... The Sword of corruption...
Something Dark was growing...
An Evil that is known as the Last Resort of Gamindustri...
GehaBurn... The Sword Of Corruption... The Dark Blade that 'Saved' Gamindustri...
Is Not what it seems...
*Meanwhile... In an Space not known to Our Reality...*
?: Ehh? She isn't over it yet?
?2: afraid so. And I thought this might've been a 'I will learn from my Friends' death and Carry on with my head held high!' Cliché.
?3: There you go Again... Sprouting Nonsense...
?2: Ehehehe~...
?4: But what shall we do? At this rate, Nepgear is easier to corrupt...
?: I have an Idea... It just may work...
?2: Huh? What's that?
?: We Can Reincarnate One of the CPUs, and Make All of them into one True CPU.
?3: Is that Even Possible?
?: I do not know. But at this point, It's worth a shot.
?4: But How? The CPUs souls are stuck in that sword...
?: We Can only get Part of each of there souls. Not all of it, but Only a Fraction. If we try to Take them out as a whole, it'll rebound, and it'll be impossible to even consider saving them from that vile sword.
?2: Welp! Looks like we'll have to get started on it huh? But who is this God gojbn to be based off of...?
?: How about Neptune. Neptune is Nepgear's Older sister, so maybe if we Make the new CPU based of Her...
?3: She'll be able to be dragged out of Corruption.
?: Correct. Let us Begin. The Last True Hope of Gamindustri!
And like that. The Voices' that were talking begun. The space at which they were Glowed brighter and Brighter.
The Reincarnation of Neptune and the Other CPUs. 7 CPUs into 1.
*3 Years Later*
After about 3 Years. They'd finally done it. They created Their CPU.
?: This is Our Hope. Our CPU Child created From Our desires to save us from despair and Chaos.
?2: Yeah, But, ain't he a bit... Small...?
Small? Why was he small?
The answer is Simple.
The CPU that was Created By The Voices...
Was a Baby. A Young, Healthy Baby Boy. He had Purple hair The same as Neptune's and was sleeping, In a Basket, Covered in a Blanket.
?3: I thought he'd be all grown up...
?4: Well, Regardless. We Have successfully Created a CPU from The Shares, Our strength, and The Fragmented CPUs Souls we were able to Extract.
?: Yes. He is our Child. The One that'll Bring true Peace to the World.
?2: OH! OH! What do we call him?!
?4: I... Have not thought about that...
?2: I can think of a lot of Names! How About... KAZUTO?! No No Wait! How about... Poseidon?! No No No wait! I can do Better...
?3: let's not leave naming to her...
?4: Agreed. She is naming Names already used in other stories.
?2: Blaze!? Dunkin?! Oh, Maybe...
?: I already Have a Name Prepared.
?2: Huh? You do...?
?3: What Might That Be?
?: As Much as it would make sense to call This Child Neptune, He is a Boy. And He Has all of the CPUs Souls and Powers inside him.
?4: True. But that would be an easier pick. Well, what do you have in mind?
?: Since Neptune is a Name similar to Something to a different world outside our own... How about... Zeus?
?3: Zeus?
?4: Is that the Name you Have come up with?
?: Yes. If no one has any objections to this, Then his Name is Zeus.
?2: I like It!
?3: I Don't have a problem with it.
?4: Nor Do I. But how can we raise him? We cannot possible do it ourselves...
?: We will send him amongst the Humans for a Time. And when his 15th Birthday comes, He will awaken to his powers, and should be able to talk to the Souls of the CPUs freely.
?2: Okey Dokey! Let's get a move on then!
?3: Let's try send him somewhere where he won't be in danger. I hate to have him have a Bad Childhood.
?4: Agreed. That is all we can do as of right now.
?: Now Then, Our Hopes, Our Prayers, We Leave the future of Gamindustri to you.
All ?: Our True CPU Child; Zeus!
And like that, The Child In the Basket, Now Named Zeus, Disappears.
*Meanwhile... In the Slums of Planeptune...*
In A Building Underneath of a Almost Collapsed Bridge, A Building was standing tall. It wasn't the best looking Building, but it wasn't going to fall down at any second.
Inside, People were enjoying themselves to the Drinks of the building. Partying if you will. Men drinking their Cares away. But, they aren't ordinary men. Why? Well, You'll find out soon.
"Oi! Conleth! Come Drink with us!" One man yelled.
"..." The Man named Conleth didn't reply. In the corner of the room, was a full grown man, about the size of any other man in the room. He had a Black Leather trench Coat on with a hood and wore it. He also wore Jeans, combat boots, and Fingerless leather Gloves on. He was On the tips of a chair as he rested his feet on the table. Sitting in silence.
"Oi! Conleth! Get over here and have drink With us!" The Man yelled again. Conleth Didn't respond once again.
"Oi, don't try Lad, he ain't gonna Come over. He's a drunk wreck right now. Best not disturb him." Another man next to the one that yelled said.
"Hmph! That Lazy assed Drunk. I tell ya, when was the last time he got in a fight? The last time Conleth Conley got into a fight, he almost killed 7 men, barehanded." He continued.
"Shut up over there! You are as any good as him!" A man yelled from Across the room.
"I ain't Lyin'! I, Johnny Mc'Lan, Seen it with me Own eyes!" He yelled.
"And I, Conner Evian, Told You to Shut Up!" Conner Yelled. Everyone in the room laughed and continued to party. A Waitress Went around, Serving Beers and ale and drinks around the room. She Had Black hair that touched down to half of her back, Blue eyes, and she outfit was that of a skirt that touched down to her knees, a Shirt, and a Kitchen Cloth around her waist. She walked over to Conleth and Set a Mig of Ale down.
"For You, Mister Conleth." She said. And Like That, Conleth snapped back to reality and awoke from his sleep.
"Ohh! The Dragon Woke form his Dream Lads!" Conner Yelled. Everyone laughed.
"Hm... Thank you Miss Ali." Conleth Thanked her. The Girl Called Ali Blushed a little before bowing A bit and taking her leave.
"I heard that Conleth Could take down Hundred Men without even breaking a sweat." A Man starting Talking.
"He Probably Could! He is the Boss of the Huntsmen brotherhood after all. Some say he's Even aThief." Another said.
"Yeah, But Conleth doesn't seem like a Thief." The Other man said.
"He doesn't Seem like a Thief lads?" A voice said behind the two men. When they turn around, they see Conleth Standing Right Behind Them.
"Conleth!" The first man yelled.
"Don't judge people by their looks Lads... Or else they just might take from you're pocket." Conleth said as he tossed two wallets, Filled with Credits. When the two men looked in their pockets, they knew that Conleth Took their wallets.
Conleth tossed them on the table.
"Like I said, Don't judge people by what they look like." Conleth said as he walked away.
"Ali? I'm going out for a moment." Conleth said before leaving.
Outside. Conleth sat on the Porch of the Bar that he was in and stared and stared at the sky.
"All Most Twenty Years, Eh? I can't believe it's been that long. I remember like it was yesterday that Milady Neptune and the Other CPUs Left Us. And Milady Nepgear started ruling Gamindustri all together. How time flies..." Conleth muttered to himself. If you haven't guessed already, Conleth is old. He is 34 Years old. He has lived in the era of Neptune and The other CPUs, until when Nepgear started ruling all of Gamindustri.
Then, Something Catches Conleth's Ear.
The Sound Of A Infant. Echoing in the Dark Slums.
Conleth gets up and looks around. Where was the sound coming from? Why was it in the slums? This part of the Slums is not a pleasant place to be, even if it's an infant. Whoever is with that said infant, is not going to be lucky.
Conleth jumped upon a few old Rusted Cars And looked around his surroundings. When he heard the Echoing sounds of Crying again, he ran towards the source.
When he was finally At the source, he was shocked to see what he saw.
A Child. A Defenseless Infant In Basket covered in a Blanket, Underneath a Ray Of Moonlight.
"What in Blazes'...?" Conleth Muttered. He slowly walked over to the basket and looked inside.
He saw the Child with Purple Hair in it, Crying.
"Now why would you be doing all the way out here...?" Conleth asked. He picked up the Child and lifted him up in the air. The Child stopped crying and looked at Conleth innocently.
"What might you're name be...?" Conleth asked. Then, a Piece of Paper fell on the ground. Conleth Put the baby to his right hand and picked up the Paper with his left. When he read it, He was amazed.
"Zeus... Huh...?" Conleth muttered as he looked at the child. The Child tilted his head in confusion.
"Well, since I doubt anyone would just happen to take care of you, I'll take you under the Care of Conleth Conley." Conleth said. The Baby just Giggled.
"I'll teach you to be like me. I'll teach you how to fight and Learn how to live." Conleth said as he.
This is the start of a tale of the Fused CPUs Descendant.
A God raised By a Huntsman.
The story of The Incarnate of Planeptune's CPU Neptune; Zeus.
-To Be Continued In a 15 Year timeskip.
Next Chapter: The Son Of Conleth Conley.
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Til Next Time!
