A/N:Good morning/afternoon/evening, ladies and gents!
I'll be having a little break with my other stories (for now)
Now I shall indulge you all in one-shots with the Lucavi!
Hope you guys enjoy!
Disclaimer: Final Fantasy Tactics: War of the Lions belongs to Square Enix.
IN THE EYES OF THE POSSESSED:
CÚCHULAINN, THE IMPURE
"Such power…" Cardinal Delacroix chuckled as he controlled the bulbous frame of the Lucavi of the Scropio Auracite. He laughed, a blood-curdling high pitched laugh echoed in the room that he was facing Ramza; earning winces of pain from the heretic and his companions.
"SUCH POWER!" He screamed internally, laughing and dancing around in his new body, earning him looks of disgust "Oh, how I shall indulge in your pain and suffering~!" The Lucavi bellowed, his blood-curdling voice rang ceaselessly in their ears.
"Show them true fear" A voice rang in the Cardinal's head "Open thine stomach" The demon grinned wickedly "On the verge of death… Nightmare!" Cúchulainn opened its stomach, ripping the stitches that were barely holding it together. The gaping hole on its abdomen had sharp rows of teeth, paralyzing one of Ramza's companions with sheer fear. The Lucavi laughed it's disgusting laugh once more.
The lumbering mass of filth walked around the altar of the Oratory, sending disgusting and terrifying spells at Ramza and his companions. When they had finally put the beast on its knees, it howled in pain whilst its dirty-yellow eyes widened in horror. Ramza covered his nose as the beast disintegrated into nothingness, emitting a foul-smelling odor.
A/N: And that's it!
These are all pretty short, so I'll probably finish them all in a day or two (or not, depending on my sheer laziness)
Hope you guys had a good read!
Good day and cheerio.