A/N: This is merely a parody of the Strive for Easiness: An Easy Epilogue by Game2002. The characters involved belong to their respective owners. Ziden Icrim belongs to Ziden115. General Bahamut, Easy Revolver, Human Deinonychus, Epic Farmer, The Deforestrator, Rufus and Vicente belong to Game2002. Minerva, who is a mention, belongs to Vaati Star.
Disclaimer: This story is set after the events of Multiversal Saviours: Gensokyo at War, and Gensokyo Chronicles: The Ultima Brigade War
"You know... The only thing I wish about all of this, is that this kind of thing would be less... rage-inducing."
That were the words that Richard, who was standing right in a small hidden alley inside the camp of the original yukkuri world. Clad with a black military suit that contains patches that indicate his allegiance to the Gensokyo Human Defence Force on his shoulders, and wearing a kevlar vest over it for extra protection, and wearing black camo pants with military boots. On his back was a customised machine-gun, as well as a slender golden katana on his back.
As someone who has been experienced in the specifics of travelling between world after world, and trying to find ways to live inside of them, he finds that the task that he was given was something that he did not have much opinion about. And that is because after hearing everything about the specifics of the task, he is too overwhelmed by so many strong emotions to even have any other thought.
His task was to deal with the people of the world, who stand outside the camp. But that was not what evoked his emotions however. What they did, however, was responsible for that.
The people of the world are literally twisted in more ways than one. The first is that they torture and kill yukkuri, the cute, blobby, naive food counterparts of the various characters in the Touhou fandom. And the second is that because of the above reason, they have little to no reason, often using violence as a means to gain what they need, because their cruelty even spread to their daily happenings.
Regarding his own perspective about yukkuri, he has a slight liking to them. It was because of their cute behaviours and their various strengths, and gentler uses, that it was so, especially when they proved to be metaphoric balls of encouragement that could fix someone in negativity with little ease. Hell, he even remembered that he once met a yukkuri double of himself, and even to this day, it still lives in his own household back in Gensokyo, where it proved to be a valuable pet, having the ability to cast basic magic to help its own owners, and being protective enough to be able to befriend most of the yukkuri.
Maybe it was because of his love of his own pet, that he accepted to do this mission. He felt endless sorrow when he learnt of how the yukkuri in the other world met their fates, and how their deaths were merely used to satisfy meager desires. He felt great disgust when he heard that the humans there had no other hobby than to torture yukkuri, and that also led to damning shock. He felt unbridled rage, when he heard of the lengths that the humans went in order to achieve their own goals, wasting not a single breath or moment when they kill their own men should they not match their opinions, and what they would do to others if the humans there even feel like that the other beings sympathise with the yukkuri.
Richard only sighed, as he looked around. 'I could only wonder why Yukari would send me here, if she herself is far more capable of teaching the people here the lesson they so need. And where the hell is that damn fire-bird, Ziden...'
As if to answer his thoughts, a large purple sukima, decked with red eyes inside of it, appeared before him, as Ziden Icrim, the Cursed and Immortal Outsider, appeared before him, clad in the same attire that he had during his first journey, that was a black jacket that has two dragons going down the front of the jacket with a burning emblem of a sword and shield on the back, a black shirt with a green Eastern Dragon crossing the chest area, black jeans with a blue lines going down the sides of the legs, and black shoes with white shoelaces.
"Yo." Ziden intoned, waving his hand up, as Richard merely chopped him on the head softly.
"Jesus, Ziden. Did it take you that long to prepare for this kind of thing!?" Richard hissed in a annoyed tone. "You know that nobody knows we are here. Not even the Pentaglorious and the Espers of Justice, and I want it to be kept that way, until our deeds are done."
"Don't blame me. I'm just decking up my arsenal." Ziden replied, shrugging at Richard. "Either way, I know that both of our Yukaris would want us to 'clean-up'."
"Not yet. I have a plan, which was at least convert some of them. If not, THEN we do the 'clean-up'." Richard refuted back. "But first, let's get out of here first."
They soon walked out of the alley, and the first moment they walked out, they could hear the cocking of several guns pointed at them, as various soldiers surrounded them, as Richard only snorted.
"What are you people doing here!? Put your hands up now!" A soldier ordered them, shifting his gun to prove his point. "I don't know how you people managed to sneak in here, but you won't get away with what you plan to do! This is a protection camp, and if you try anything, we will use lethal force!"
"You heard the guy, Ziden. Hands up." Richard said to Ziden, before he then lifted his own hands up, while smiling kindly. "We come in peace. I am not one of the people outside. In fact, we're not even people from this world. We won't try anything stupid, so long as you promise not to harm us."
"And how do I know that you aren't lying through your teeth!? We already had trouble with the people here, especially after what those insane bastards Dr. Blak and Victor!" The soldier demanded in a harsh tone.
"Because if I were one of those people, wouldn't I already told you all to fuck off then?" Ziden retorted. "We've already seen our share of what the people here would do, and they would say nothing other than 'GIVE US BACK THE YUKKURIS!' and other stuff like that. Us, however, we just simply want to prepare for something."
The soldiers looked at each other with suspicious looks, before one of them turned to the duo.
"Alright, we'll believe you. Besides, you two don't look as crazed as the crowd outside are." The leading soldier sighed. "And that is a relief because these people are literally keeping everyone in these camps awake in more ways than one."
"Don't worry. We're sent to deal with that problem." Richard replied.
"By who exactly do you mean? You can't be possibly under the orders of Tooneria, much less the Espers of Justice." The soldier inquired.
"I cannot speak their names, ally, but I assure you, they seek the same goals of protecting the yukkuri from the horrors of this world." Ziden replied, before he clenched his hands, which were still up. "Even if we have no choices but to portray ourselves as villains to these monsters."
"I see. And I'm sorry that you have to feel the same way as us. We pity the people down there, demented and single-minded they are. I did see that there were some who had doubts about the worldly belief of cruelty, and I believe that there might be a way to end this with the least amount of bloodshed." The soldier responded back, as he shook his head, signals for all of his men to put their guns down and return to their duties, before he himself turns away. "It will be up to you as to how you deal with all of this. We are only tasked to defend this camp. What is done outside, will not be part of our responsibilities."
"We understand. And I want to commend you for your bravery to stand before the enraged public, as strong as ever." Richard said with a nod.
The soldiers only lets out a 'Heh.', before then leaving the area, as the duo soon make it to the gates, where several soldiers were in a small lounge beside the gates. The duo soon enter the lounge, to see that they were watching TV, absorbed by the things that are happening, as their expressions were filled with disgust and shock, with one of them occasionally trying to hold in his own vomit.
"Hey, Ziden. Any hope that we'll get some actual shows on this kind of thing?" Richard asked in a worried tone. "You know what kind of shit happens on here."
"Nope. Not even one bit. But let's watch anyway. Besides, I need to fuel my rage a little more." Ziden replied. "That's what one part of your plan involves, right?"
"Quite right. But don't hold too much in, because I need you to be the 'straight man' to my 'fall man'." Richard answered back. "Just hold it in long enough, and then you'll have your fill of blood for the gods of vengeance that beg for you to correct this transgression."
"Oh... I'll hold it in enough. And I will enjoy making each and every bastard here suffer like they deserve in hell." Ziden chuckled darkly.
Soon they turned to the TV, when they heard the commercial break, which was a new tool for yukkuri torture, end, as it returned to a comedy show. The comedy show consisted of yukkuris being killed in ways that were considered to be comedy gold to the viewers. Inflating them with helium to make them float into the air like balloons and then popping them with a needle, touching them with a joy buzzer, juggling them and eventually throwing them into the wall to splatter them all over it. And those were just the tip of the iceberg that the show had in store.
Ziden bit his lip with great force, when he saw how the yukkuris, the ones who were piled to be next, were laughing at the demise of their own brethren, although the laughter was bitter and sorrowful, as the yukkuris were crying as they did so, as if they were already broken, or was forced to accept their fate to die as mere props for a cruel show.
"This is what comedy here is!?" A soldier growled. "Murdering lives is so goddamn funny!?"
The show soon came to a close, much to the relief of the soldiers, although Richard and Ziden showed no such feeling, as they knew that more was on its way, as if to taunt them with the idea that the mental nightmare would end for them.
The next show that came into the TV, was a cooking show, dedicated to turning koyukkuris into delicious cuisine and food. The children were mutilated in so many ways, to be grilled, chopped, squeezed, mashed, and eaten alive, while their older counterparts laid in cages, as they cried in despair as their own young were killed in gruesome ways.
Finally, after seeing how the cook grilled a koreimu, and wolfed it down through many bites, a soldier suddenly began to puke, as he then left the room, to vacate the putrid liquid within his mouth, as Richard grimaced seeing all of this.
"Food is food, and I know that we have to kill animals in order to our favourite foods." Richard muttered to himself. "But preparing them alive, and making their brethren watch as they are turned into munitions for the people, that is far too beyond the very limits of cruelty from where I come from... I swore that I would contribute to the end of this, and I will stick by that promise, through and through."
The next program to be seen, was a news channel, where various abuse celebrities were shown torturing the yukkuri, as the commentators positively narrated the entire process, in its most gruesome details. There was a buff man by the name of Epic Farmer, who used his own farming tools to murder the yukkuris, using the tractor to squash them into paste, and impaling them onto sticks, where he would bisect them after they suffered enough. Another celebrity was Easy Revolver, who literally dressed like a cowboy, and acted like one, even often using Wild West slang like 'Yeehaw!' as he murdered the yukkuris.
"You know... That guy's got a good shot." Ziden commented on Easy Revolver's performance, before he then 'tsk'ed. "But shame it wasted on cold-blooded murder. We'll see if he can draw faster than I can even shoot the entire clips of Efreet and Celsius into his head."
As the soldiers were watching the cruel events, they suddenly heard shouting coming from outside the lounge, beyond the gate. A soldier came running inside, telling them that a large amount of people had gathered outside and were protesting. "Those people demand that we return the yukkuris to them! What do we do?"
Richard then looked at Ziden with a knowing look. "Well, it's time for us to begin." He replied, before he then wiped a hand over his face, as his eyes were closed, and he wore a wide grin. "How do I look, Ziden?"
"Like the fucking Joker reincarnated." Ziden grunted back.
"Good. Now, here's the plan. I'll try to act like I'm a guy of reason, and try to act all pacifist, nice, holy, and forgiving to them. Kinda like being Jesus to them. You just act like you hate those bastards without a single bit of restraint. But you will not attack them. If they attack you, you just need to defend, and taunt them that they are pathetic, believing that they can defeat a true monster." Richard detailed his own plan to his partner. "And then, once one of them actually hits me with enough force to make it look lethal to a normal human. I snap. And then we begin the 'clean-up', while demanding more lambs to the slaughter. Capiche?"
"It'll do." Ziden replied, with a smile. "Besides, you underestimate my power. I need not even draw my blade to kill everyone here. And not a single person here has the power to match even Cirno in combat."
"And remember, we're killing only the people who really have no way to revert. The ones that can be fixed in time... Let them live in fear." Richard added. "Only
They soon make it to the gate, as they leap up to the top, as they saw the massive crowd of protesters, which actually was a gathering of people as large as a entire block of buildings, filled to the brim. The only thing that was stopping them, was the riot officers affiliated with the camp, using their own shield and baton to combat the approaching swarm of humans, all while they cried incessant insults and demands.
"GIVE BACK THE YUKKURIS!" A male protester cried.
"GIVE BACK WHAT RIGHTFULLY BELONGS TO US!" A female protester with blonde hair demanded.
"I WANT TO ABUSE YUKKURIS AGAIN!" A fat male roared.
"GIVE THEM BACK!" A young female yelled.
"Well, there's no turning back." Richard replied. "We only got one shot in this plan. The better it goes, the more people we can save and undo their own mental conditioning. Have you got the Crystal Mirror prototype? Since Eiki's not going to lend us the real deal, we'll need to use this magitek version of it."
Ziden pulled out a large crystal mirror, about the size of his torso, in response to Richard's question.
"Good. Then, let the operation begin." Richard nodded, before the two of them hopped down the gate, and landed right in front of the vanguard of protesters. Richard soon adapted his fake saccharine expression, as Ziden pulled out his sword, a completely red sword with a green diamond on the hilt, as he snorted, and glared at the protesters, daring them to come at him, as the Crystal Mirror on his back begins to glow softly, as it slowly scans the area around them.
"Ah... Hello~" Richard spoke in a pure and innocent tone, as his smile never wavered a bit, and he did a courteous bow. "How can I help you people? It seems that you people are angry about something."
"We want the yukkuri, you piece of shit!" A protester cursed at Richard. "Give them back, so that we can rightfully abuse them for what they all deserve!"
"Man, you all are a bunch of pathetic mindless whiners." Ziden deadpanned. "How about you fuck off and never come back? Even standing here, I'm barely holding back the urge to slaughter all of you, so unless you have a death wish, I suggest you leave."
"Ah... That?" Richard said, as he placed a finger to his lips, as he did a fake thinking pose. "Ooh! You mean them? Well... They're gone. Not a single one left on this place. Sorry, can't help you with that. But can I at least ask why you want them back?"
"They have been living alongside us since the beginning of the world! They belong in this world with us! Give them back!"
"We cannot live without yukkuris! They are a part of our lives! You cannot take them away from us, so give them back!"
"My company relies on yukkuris to make profit! Without them, I have lost my job and method of earning money! Give them back!"
"I abuse yukkuris all day long! Abusing them has become the same thing as breathing and eating to me! I can't live without abusing them!"
"I want to abuse yukkuris! Give them back! I want to abuse them again!"
"There is no justice if yukkuris live peacefully!"
Those were the cries that were made in response to Richard's words, as the protesters haven't even calmed a single bit despite Richard's act.
"Ah... Well... That sounds... reasonable... I guess? Ha?" Richard fake-coughed, as he chuckled awkwardly, in order to "Uh, any reasons more... uh... audience-friendly?"
"FOR FUN!"
"Because I want to!"
"Because it's fun!"
"Because they ruined my garden once!"
"Because they are pests!"
"That's the way things work here!"
"I breathe and eat yukkuri abuse!"
"GIVE THEM BACK, YOU PIECE OF TRASH!"
"Because they are scum!"
This wave of responses actually affected Richard, as his inner self begins to rage, while Ziden merely scoffs, before then glaring at the protesters.
"Scum. All of you. The only pieces of trashes here, are you people, who would consider the lives of other beings worthless." Ziden fumed. "I bet that in time, you'll not only discriminate yukkuris, but later on, you'll discriminate your own fellow humans from other worlds, and soon enough, every single weak race in this entire reality. You won't stop at just these yukkuris. I know it, because I have met monsters that have done the same, and yet have more morals than any of you people."
Meanwhile, Richard's trembling a little, although the smile of his remained unwavering.
'Keep calm... Keep calm... Just because only out of a very minimal percentage of these morons have a good reason to do such atrocious acts, and that one out of these responses dares to insult me, for being so benevolent to listen and act all kind and forgiving against their undeserving selves...' Richard thought. 'Soon enough... I will have my revenge... And it will come sooner than anyone will think. And then Ziden and I will show them what true genocide is.'
Soon the protesters begin to get more and more lively, as they begin to push back on the soldiers that were holding them back, and they began to throw various trash and objects at Richard and Ziden, as Richard only let them hit him, as they smack against him, but leave no marks on him, and he showed no sign of irritation or anger. Instead, he remained still, keeping his smile on. Ziden, however, merely used his own blade to slash at the objects aimed at him, and the rest were stopped mid-air, as if there was a barrier defending himself.
Eventually, a stealthy man managed to make his way through the line of soldiers, as Richard merely gasped in fake shock, as he then threw a sukima below the person, as he was returned back into the crowd with a thud.
"Woah woah woah..." Richard frantically spoke. "You really don't want to go in there. There are people who are much worse than me, and if you go any further, then the guy behind me would kill you. Why would you throw your lives away? Can't we just talk it out like rational people? After all, you people just hate yukkuris. You won't kill anyone to get what you need, right?"
"GET LOST!" A teen boy roared at him.
"YEAH, BEAT IT, TRASH!" A female protester added.
"OUT OF OUR WAY! WE WILL HAVE THE YUKKURIS BACK!" Another protester spat in agreement.
Soon enough, the protests were reaching a climax, only to stop when the crowd suddenly turned behind them, as they slowly parted away to reveal a group of people. Two of them were recognisable as the Easy Revolver, and the Epic Farmer, and there were two others that Ziden and Richard guessed were also celebrity yukkuri abusers. One was a large person clad in silver medieval armour, and having a large great-sword in his hands, and the other was a feral-looking man with long, messy hair wearing torn clothes, and he was growling like a wild beast.
"It's the Deforestrator, Easy Revolver, Epic Farmer and the Human Deinonychus!" A protestor exclaimed.
"This is your last warning. Give back the yukkuris, or else you will force us to do what we do not wish to do." The Easy Revolver threatened Richard, as he pointed his revolver at him.
Richard immediately paled, as he then waved his hands wildly.
"WAITWAITWAIT!" Richard pleaded hastily, as he then placed his hands in front of him together. "Let's not rush to a conclusion, right? You're not going to kill me... right? I mean... you people may have a bit of a weird... taste in things. But you're good people! Why would you want to hurt poor innocent me? I'm not responsible for this! I can't do anything for you all, even if I sold my life for it! I just want you people to just stop! I mean, nobody has to suffer right? I mean, you people will slowly get used to living without them, I mean it's a habit created through millennia, right? You all have all the time in the world to change! I believe that you'll all be better people without yukkuris! I mean it! Please... believe me!"
"If you do not comply, we will use force! If our governments won't do anything about this, we will do it ourselves!" said Easy Revolver, as he pulled back the hammer of his gun to make his point.
"We ought to hurt you badly first to make you realise that you have messed with the wrong people!" suggested the beast-like person, who the two heroes predicted was the Human Deinonychus. "You will see that we mean business!"
Ziden immediately flared at the declaration, as he stomped to stand right beside Richard, as he pointed his sword at the Human Deinonychus.
"You try to even kill my partner, and you will all die. You think that I'm afraid to slaughter you all within seconds? The only thing stopping me from lunging onto you people is his word and order." Ziden coldly hissed. "Even if I am only allowed to protect him, and not advance on you scum, should you try harming him, I will do anything within my power to destroy all of you without any mercy."
The protesters began shouting various things, to support their own celebrities.
"Yeah! Beat them up! Show them that we mean business!"
"Reclaim the yukkuris for us!"
"Make them give back the yukkuris!"
"Let us be able to abuse yukkuris again!"
"We're counting on you!"
"AWAWAWAWA!" Richard wailed, as he waved his hands over himself. "Stop! STOP! You don't want to do this! I don't want to fight and hurt all of you people! We're not supposed to hate each other! This isn't the right way to do things!"
"SHUT UP!' Easy Revolver spat, as he shot at Richard, causing him to immediately jump to dodge, as he began to dodge each attack slowly.
Meanwhile, Ziden merely smirked, as the Human Deinonychus and the Deforestrator, the man in armour, approached him, as he then shifted his blade, while the Epic Farmer stomped towards Richard.
"This is going to be fun." Ziden smirked evilly. "Do try to not disappoint me with your measly might."
"I'LL KILL YOU!" The Human Deinonychus roared, as he pounced at Ziden, and wildly punched and clawed at him.
Ziden merely sidestepped each and every blow directed at him without any effort, before he then caught the fist of the beastly human with his hand, locking it in place.
"Now, what was that rhyme again? 'Catch a tiger by its toe'?" Ziden mocked. "I do believe you'll do as a decent substitute, and instead of catching you by the toe, I'll tear your arms off instead."
Ziden then dragged the Human Deinonychus right in front of him, before grabbing the Human Deinonychus by the shoulders, before brutally ripping the arms off of the demented human with a single swift motion, resulting in him crying in pain, as his freshly-made stumps spurt out streams of blood.
"Oh, quit whining." Ziden sourly spoke. "Don't worry, you'll be relieved of your suffering soon enough."
Ziden then moved back, and swung the blade right through the Human Deinonychus's head, causing it to fly into the air, as Ziden caught it by his hair.
"Ah... If only you humans were beasts, then this would have been a great trophy." Ziden intoned. "Unfortunately, you humans are too worthless to be even considered as animals. Slaughtering you would be merely equivalent to wiping the dust off my clothes."
"YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" The Deforestrator roared, as he raised his blade, with pure rage. "YOU WILL PAY FOR MURDERING MY BRETHREN!"
Ziden merely tapped the broad-sword with his own, as Ziden's blade tore right through the sword of the Deforestrator as if it was air, as the sword was cut cleanly at the hilt, causing the silver blade to clatter on the ground.
"What... How did you... How did my..." The Deforestrator whimpered, as his sword was destroyed so easily, with disbelief as he looked at his own broken weapon.
"You call that mockery of a metal stick a great-sword?" Ziden bitterly retorted. "You must really drag the image of a knight to its lowest depth with your actions. I shall correct that mistake, and avenge the image of proper knights all around this reality with your death."
Ziden then jumps right at the Deforestrator, as he slashes his blade down, bisecting the disgraced impostor with a single strike, and ending his life. As Ziden looked at his blade, bloodied from his two kills, he watched as his blade evaporated the blood on it, making it pristine once more.
"Well, that was weak, and quick. How disappointing. But what to expect for useless people who don't even have a strong point. No good army, no good magic, no good tech, basically worthless, all of you, the only good thing about you is that you people agree with a single thing." Ziden mocked the entire crowd of protesters. "You may as well lie down and die willingly under my blade to save all of us the trouble of resisting."
Meanwhile, Richard was shifting like crazy, as he was forced to avoid being shot by Easy Revolver, and being gutted by Epic Farmer's sickle swings.
"Stand still, you nimble piece of shit!" Easy Revolver fumed at Richard.
"No thanks, I prefer to live thank you very much." Richard replied fearfully. "Perhaps we can stop fighting? I really don't want to hurt you all, even if you all want to kill me. I mean, why do you want to kill me? I'm just trying to be helpful here! If I don't do anything, you people won't rest at all!"
"THE ONLY WAY WE'RE GOING TO STOP IS WHEN YOU'RE DEAD AND THE YUKKURIS ARE BACK HERE WHERE THEY BELONG!" Epic Farmer roared. "TO DIE LIKE THE TRASH THEY ARE!"
"Hey, hey!" Richard called out. "You, that guy with the gun, you're going to hit your friend if you keep firing wildly!"
"Impossible!" Easy Revolver retorted. "My aim is supposed to be greater than that of a sharp-shooter! Then why... WHY!? WHY CAN'T I HIT YOU AT ALL!?"
Easy Revolver then pulled out sub-machine guns from a hidden pouch in his cowboy belt.
"JUST DIE! FUCK THE COWBOY THEME! I'LL KILL YOU IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO!" Easy Revolver cried with pure insanity and rage.
"Shit! Shit shit shit!" Richard whimpered, before he then dragged Epic Farmer in front of him, and then backed away a few steps.
"Hey, unhand you trash-" Epic Farmer roared, before he then ended up taking most of the bullets aimed at Richard, being blown several holes around his torso, before he then fell to the ground, severely wounded, if not already dead.
"What the-!?" Easy Revolver spoke in surprise, as Richard charged at him, and did a quick and precise chop on the neck, which caused the crazed shooter into unconsciousness, while Richard was panting severely, and pretending to wipe the sweat of his head.
"Crap... You guys are literally nuts!" Richard exclaimed. "I told you that I didn't want to fight. I didn't want to hurt you and humiliate you like this, but I'm not ready to die yet..."
Richard then staggered back to face the protestors, and put his arms out, as his expression was both hurt and pleading.
"See, this is what happens if you don't stop trying to hurt us! I don't want to hurt you people! I told you already! I won't kill you for no reason at all!" Richard weeped. "Can't you see that this will hurt us all? Look what you made my partner do! He'll kill you all if you keep on trying to kill me, so please, stop this bloodshed, and just go back to your lives! We can make peace without the yukkuris, even if it takes millions of years to do so!"
"How dare you hurt the Easy Revolver?! You monster! Have you no remorse?!" A male protester cried.
"I HAD TO! HE WAS GOING TO KILL ME!" Richard yelled back. "Please... He's fine. He's just resting. I didn't hurt him anymore..."
"You dare hurt and kill people for the sake of protecting yukkuris?! You have no moral! No humanity! You are cruel and heartless monsters! You have no respect for human lives!"
"I... I... Ziden... He... He did what's wrong... And I hate him for it... But I can't revive the dead... And he won't listen to me-" Richard muttered in fake despair.
Ziden merely shoved him across with a 'Move over.', and immediately stood before the crowd.
"How funny that you people would call us the monsters." Ziden spoke in a angered tone. "Richard has not lifted a single finger to even try and harm you all, and yet you dare lump him with me and you people. The real heartless and cruel monsters are you protesters, who kill the innocent just to fulfil your sick desires! Treating the defenceless and naive yukkuri as if they are pure trash, you don't deserve to live at all. All I have for you is not pity, but true animosity!"
However, a group of five people, who were dressed in black robes, and had white bags over their heads approached in front of the crowd, and one of them pointed at Richard with a accusing finger.
"You won't get away with this! How dare you kill people for the sake of protecting yukkuris! Yukkuris are trashe that deserve to be tortured and killed! If you defend them, that makes you trash as well!" The male member venomously insulted him.
"SO WHAT IF I AM!? Being called trash before you pathetic wenches, is better than watching you sick tormentors take away any more innocent lives, and harm those who wish to protect others selflessly!" Ziden screamed back. "I'll show you impudent and heartless bastards what a true monster is like! Richard, let me kill them, otherwise I will not guarantee that I will hold my rage any further!"
"You have no respect for life!" Another member of the Anon shouted at him. "You value the lives of yukkuris over humans, who are more superior to them in every way! Have you no shame for your actions?!"
"I spit at your so-called superiority!" Ziden responded, by spitting at the ground. "I spit at your pride as murderers, I spit at your sick sense of justice, and I spit on the very earth that you worms corrupt with every single step and breath you make on it! I'LL KILL YOU ALL, AND I WILL RELISH EVERY MOMENT THAT YOU SUFFER FOR YOUR ACTIONS LIKE YOU SHOULD!"
"Ziden! That's enough!" Richard replied, as he grabbed Ziden by the shoulder. "You can't do such a thing! We're not here to kill them! We're here to simply pacify-"
However, before Richard could finish his sentence, a gunshot rang, as Richard became still, as he gagged and gasped, while clutching his chest, right near the heart, where a bloody hole appeared in the same spot over his chest and back, as he then fell on his knees.
Ziden only looked behind him with a furious expression, as he saw that the Easy Revolver fired off the shot from behind Richard, with the revolver still smoking.
"Heh heh... Die, you useless scum..." Easy Revolver cackled.
Richard suddenly fell onto his hands, as he looked down at the ground.
Ziden suddenly remained still, before his furious expression began to give way to a more neutral expression.
"Pffft..." Ziden then spat, before he then clutched his head, and laughed. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"What are you laughing about!? I killed your partner!?" Easy Revolver demanded.
"Oh, you damn fool." Ziden smirked. "You really thought that Richard would easily die from a critical gun-shot?"
He then turned to the crowd. "For you see, what you have encountered was merely his more rational and non-combative personality. Unfortunately, he's got another side of him."
Richard then began to tremble slightly, as he slowly got up, as the crowd had varied responses, some of them surprised about how Richard was still alive, even barely injured from such a shot.
"You are all fools for trying to force him to take action against you. Do you really think he's truly soft to the heart, when he warned you that things would have gone worse if you fought him?" Ziden said, as he tilted his head. "Allow yourselves to see... what Richard's true nature is. For he is much more monster-like, now that you gone and awakened his true nature!"
Richard then tilted his head back.
"So, even when I pleaded and begged as a proper person, and refused to hurt you, you would dare to kill me?" Richard spoke in a voice that was completely opposite of his tone earlier, now filled with rage and coldness. "So you people are truly in the very definition of 'a leopard cannot change their spots'."
"DIE DIE DIE!" Easy Revolver cried out, as he fired off the remaining bullets in his sub-machine guns.
Richard merely turned at the Easy Revolver, and suddenly grabbed each and every bullet, as his arms flew at a speed so fast that it looked like he had multiple arms, before he then dropped the bullets on the ground, as they clattered on the pavement, as he then walked towards the Easy Revolver.
"Ah, yes." Richard spoke in a solemn tone. "I forgot about you, my dear rat. That shot of yours really annoyed me there, you know. You had a good shot. Pity that I was your opponent."
He then clutched the cowboy by the head, lifting him up to the ground, and forcing him to look right into Richard's eyes, which were now silver, instead of the usual brown.
"Because now that I'm no longer obliged to play Mr. Nice Guy, your little action is a death sentence." Richard intoned.
He suddenly increased his grip on the Easy Revolver's head, causing the abuser to cry out in utter pain from the immense pressure that was building up in his captor's grip, as his skull slowly caved in on itself, before Richard's hand clutched deep enough to crush his brain, killing him, and causing blood to leak from his grip, and down his arm.
Richard, after noticing that the cowboy was no longer moving, merely did a flick-throw, that sent the cowboy flying into a brick wall, his brain and blood paining a large area on the wall. He then stomped towards the crowd, who were now afraid, after seeing how Richard disposed their celebrity.
"M-Monster!" A female protester wailed.
"Yes... Monster... Such a fitting word for me..." Richard slowly huffed. "After all... It takes a monster... to kill monsters..."
He then turned to Ziden.
"What does the Crystal Mirror say?" Richard asked.
Ziden pulled off the Crystal Mirror on his back, before looking inside it, and then turning back to Richard.
"Nobody's innocent here. Everyone here is the blackest of the black." Ziden reported back.
Richard then let out a growl, before he then summoned a large blade from one of his own sukimas.
"Then it's only fair that I dole out their sentence then." Richard replied. "Pray. Pray and vainly hope for mercy. For it and the gods have abandoned you millennia before, when you first walked down this path of self-destruction. Ziden. KILL."
He then charged at the crowd, as Ziden followed after him with a smile.
"With my greatest pleasure, pal." Ziden responded back.
And then the people screamed.
All that had happened was merged into a horrific scene. With each stroke of the duo's blades', group after group of people fell dead, either being lucky by being decapitated, or dying from sheer blood loss from the enormous wounds they have sported. Ziden even pulled out twin pistols, one blue and one red, as they fired off bullets of ice and fire, that freezed and burned their targets, as the frozen were shattered by Richard's blows, and the burning were left in smouldering ashes from the sheer heat.
Some people, who are too enraged to even have fear and run away, merely tried to stop Richard and Ziden in their rampage, using various objects.
A burly person threw a large rock at Richard, only for Richard to merely glance at it, and use a round-house kick to send it back at the thrower, pulverising him with the added force and momentum of the kick. Another tried to crush Ziden under his weight, only to find himself cut through the waist, and his head cut vertically in half.
"DIE!' A person cried, as he ran a car right at Richard.
"Impudent speck. You dare try to resist?" Richard spat.
He then merely whipped his sword many times onto the car, slashing it so many times, that both driver and car was cut into small pieces.
Behind Richard and Ziden's warpath, dead body after dead body piled onto each other, no matter what condition they were in. Slowly, the fear was rising to levels, where the protesters and abusers begged and prostrated themselves for mercy, only to find themselves killed along with their brethren.
"Beg for all you can care." Richard murmured to one such person. "It will not prevent me from killing all of you. I have no mercy, nor no heart to care for any of you. So the only option you all have, is to die."
The people who were lucky enough to flee from their sights watched in pure horror and shock, as they saw how the two immortals slaughtered the humans with little to no ease, not even sparing the women and children in their way. However, it seemed that they were more merciful with the children, letting them flee, even when Ziden and Richard could see the children.
Soon enough, Richard and Ziden soon stopped, as soon as all but a few people were kept alive. Richard and Ziden were glossed over with blood all over, and their own weapons were drenched in the crimson liquid, and the bodies of the dead piled into mountains.
"Let this be a warning. No, a promise. I have slaughtered every single unrepetant scum here. If you are alive, then you have a chance of being able to repent your sins. Forget about your cruel habits and actions. You no longer have the power, or the reason to push this ideal further." Richard spoke loudly. If you are willing to cooperate, then I assure you that no harm will befall you! But if you insist on being oh-so ungrateful and scum-like, then the next time we are dispatched here, we will purge the entire world, right to the end, and the last being."
The two demon-like warriors were about to leave, only to see a man with brown flat-top hair, rising from the ground, and laughing manically.
Heeheehee! This is madness! This is insanity! Heeheehee! Hahahahahahaha! WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! YAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! DEAD BODIES EVERYWHERE! EVERYWHERE! WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" The man laughed.
Ziden was about to rush to finish off him, before Richard lifted a hand.
"Not this one." Richard said, as he smiled. "This one's a little special, and he's just the right person."
Richard then approached the insane man, before then grabbing him, and summoning a sukima.
"I wonder how Yuuka would feel if I gave her a toy that laughs as it dies." Richard smirked. "After all, you love pain and death, do you? Then have fun with your new mistress!"
He then threw the man into the sukima, as the brown-haired man laughed all the way into the sukima, until it closed itself.
"Shit..." Ziden groaned. "You must hate this person, if you're offering him up to be Yuuka's toy here."
"Nope, his hyena laugh didn't faze me a bit. I'm just being nice to Yuuka, by giving her something that would have the same amount of fun as Tenshi." Richard responded. "That is, if she doesn't break him too fast."
Meanwhile, the soldiers posted at the gate watched the entire thing unfold.
"God... What the hell are these people?" A soldier replied. "Especially that Asian guy... He was so nice for a moment, and then he snapped, and he snapped that hard!"
"I think that we should be glad they're more or less fighting for our side." Another soldier added. "If they're not, then we are all dead, unless the Espers of Justice come and save us from their unholy wrath!"
"Odin would be pleased, if he saw what these guys were doing." Yet another one replied. "Maybe even envious, considering how much people they have got rid for him."
Richard and Ziden were about to leave again, as a male protester who was on his knees screamed.
"IF ONLY YOU PEOPLE NEVER SHOWED UP HERE! I HATE YOU ALL! I HATE YOU!" He screamed with hate.
Ziden turned back.
"Blame yourselves." Ziden coldly spat. "You can scream all you want, Vicente, but you're the most scum-like of them all. I remember what you have done. And be lucky that you've got some good in that coal-black heart of yours. Otherwise, you would be dead with the rest. And unlike the PETY, we gave you the chance to turn back, and give up. Well, at least Richard did, until you fuckers tried to put a cold bullet in him, and waste all of his effort of being persuasive. You made your bed, fools, now lie on it forever."
The duo then entered the camp, as the cries of the bereaved crowd rang, as they cried about the loss of their very things, as they were now under the law of monsters beyond their very imagination.
Soon enough, Richard and Ziden hopped over the gate, and ended up back at the main hub, where they first entered the camp, as it was now taken over by a large circular device that had various machinery and electric components.
"Hm? Hey, Ziden." Richard asked, turning to his partner. "Did you remember this kind of thing being here when we came back?"
"I'd say that we might have never noticed, considering how we were held up by the soldiers, and went towards the gate. Never came up in our minds, I guess." Ziden suggested, as the gate began to glow, surprising both of them, as Ziden pointed at it. "Look, it's about to activate. I have a feeling that this is some sort of warp-gate..."
Soon enough, the center of the warp-gate began to coalesce into a large spiral-like blue portal, as Ziden merely uttered 'Told ya.', as three people began to step out of it.
Two of them were the distinct figure of the FE Fates Avatar, dressed in their unique armour. One was male, with short silver hair, while another was a female, which had long wavy silver hair flowing down the back of her head. Both of them were equipped with the Omega variants of the Yato Blades, evident from the glowing from all four sockets on the edge of the blades. They also were barefoot, as there were only fabric stirrups on their soles.
The third figure was a more larger and looming figure, as a tall blue dragon, clad in golden knightly armour, with holes on its back to allow its majestic and large blue draconic wings spread out to their full width, and standing on two clawed feet, having a large blade strapped to its waist.
"General Bahamut." The male Avatar spoke to the anthropomorphic dragon. "We have arrived at the camp where one of our own soldiers had reported the arrival of two people with unknown identities and allegiances. They seem to have put down a riot near the camp in a very... intriguing way."
"Is it so, Vice Admiral Corrin...?" General Bahamut replied in a deep and rough voice. "So these people have taken justice in their own manner then? I do not know the deeper details of this incident, so I cannot judge them properly. It is best we receive their story of the events from their mouths, hopefully without the use of force and compulsion. Vice Admiral Kamui, what is your view of the events? You and Corrin were the ones who heard the soldiers speak about them."
"If it were up to me, General. I'd have to question their motives further." The female Avatar answered her higher-up. "I can't imprison them, because they at least offered peace, and did not retaliate, even under the attacks and the threats of the protesters, until they were under the threat of being executed for their actions, in which one of them simply killed the two attackers aimed at him, and the other one used non-lethal measures to incapacitate one, with the other being killed by friendly fire. And their purge seemed so... controlled and routine-like that it can't possibly be a unjustified slaughter, and the one that was subdued was killed, when his ambush didn't manage to kill him, despite the accurate shot near his heart. A subordinate said that they checked a unknown device for a moment, before this event occurred. The most severe punishment that could be doled out to them, under legal and justified circumstances, is for them to be interrogated personally by us."
Richard and Ziden looked at each other.
"Well, this shit just got more complicated." Richard muttered. "Oh, Yukari is going to kill me if I tell them too much about our own forces, literally. And so will Minerva."
"Seconded here." Ziden sighed. "Still, when in Rome, Richard. When in Rome."
Richard then turned to the arriving trio, before he coughed loudly to gain their attention, as they looked up to him and Ziden.
"Pray tell, were it us that you were speaking about?" Richard asked calmly. "Because I clearly remember that one of own generals would have done much worse. Sure, the causalities were high, but note that there are survivors? Consider that, and carefully."
"You're... You're the ones who did all of this didn't you!?" Vice Admiral Corrin asked with a accusing finger.
"Of course. We're not hiding that fact." Ziden snorted, crossing his arms. "And don't go pointing fingers. Like you're much better, since you're more or less a few ranks above Richard's own, and my own one, if I ever had a army to participate in."
"So I see." Bahamut sighed. "What are your names, what is your friend's rank, and what is your purpose of doing all of this?"
"Gladly." Richard replied, before he then crossed his arm over his chest. "Richard Zhao Liu, second-in-command of the Gensokyo Human Defence Force, equivalent rank is Major and undisputed leader of the strike-force Unison Squad."
"Ziden Icrim, in the flesh." Ziden answered back, with a smirk. "The Immortal Hero, and one of the best mercenaries that money and fame cannot buy, only favours and coincidences. I have my own friends and have enough influence to form a force of my own. Unfortunately, I ain't interested in military affairs as much as my partner is."
"You want our intentions, you may have them. Our missions were transmitted from our superiors, who are in military and social trust." Richard explained. "The task, as it is shown, was to personally eradicate people from this world,but under very specific circumstances, to avoid civilian and trust issues between our own forces, and any forces, including the Tooneria Army, the Pentaglorious, and any other organisations that may pose... problems."
"How did you...!?" Kamui said, shocked, before regaining her composure. "Who are your superiors!? We demand an answer!"
"You're way below the pay-grade, and the classification to know such things, Vice Admiral Kamui." Richard coldly stated. "You and your brother Corrin. In fact, the only person who would have any clue, would be you, General Bahamut."
"I do not recognise any of your occupations, and your allegiance is one that is unknown to us, Major Richard." Bahamut said. "If you will not tell us, then I am afraid that you must be detained for further questioning."
"No need." Ziden replied. "I do believe you've met a certain someone, that someone who got blonde hair, a purple parasol, and a clever tongue?"
"Hmmm..." Bahamut muttered. "I do believe that there was someone who was like that who contacted us, despite the vulgar description. Her name is Yukari Yakumo, of Gensokyo, if I remember. Two of them actually, although they were a little different, one was more serious in her speech, and she stated she was the Supreme Commander of Gensokyo's military forces, and the other was quite playful and whimsical, and she was quite compliant and polite to answer my questions without much doubt. Another thing in common was that they stated that they have sent two people to solve a problem, one from each of them. I assume that you're the ones they were talking about."
"Perfectly correct. And I assume that the other Generals and equally-ranked officials have received this information." Richard replied. "I'm surprised you're taking this well. The one who claimed to be the Supreme Commander is indeed the Yukari of my realm, and the one who was much more easier to deal with was Ziden's Yukari. Don't be fooled though, she's got a lot of bite hidden behind her own bark."
"How... How could you just slaughter the people here?" Kamui asked in horror.
"Slaughter? The most accurate word is purge." Ziden retorted. "We used a copy of the Crystal Cleansing Mirror, formed by the use of combined efforts and lots of miracles and breakthroughs, a magitek copy. It's purpose is to search the souls of the people here, every single one, with fair accuracy. And do you want to know what the results were when we just scanned them once?"
"Why did you..." Corrin asked, before he then paled when he stopped. "...Wait, don't tell me that they were..."
"...All black." Richard interrupted Corrin with a heated tone. "Blackest of the black, not a single microbe of white among most of them. And do you want to know what no white means? It equals no redemption. Yes, the only people we killed were the people who would never change their ways, not even in a ultimate eternity, not even when the world is turned upside-down, from black to white, metaphorically. To all those who had some white to have some hope of changing, this slaughter is supposed to be a festival of fear, a steel-clad lesson of what the true way is."
"And so you would do the same as to what General Odin would do? Kill innocents, even the ones that are beyond change, to prove your point." Bahamut replied with a growl.
"Don't lump us with that guy." Ziden scoffed. "The Crystal Mirror was exactly the biggest difference! We used the mirror to choose our targets carefully. If Odin was here, considering his past records and deployments, he would turn this place into a bloodbath. Look around outside. Sure, there's lot of dead bodies and blood, but let me ask you this, do you think our casualty rate would be comparable to his? And another thing, since I know you definitely watched all of this, waiting for the right moment to step in, and 'convince' us. Did you not see the first causalities were from those brain-dead celebrities that tried to kill me? Trust me, when the mob were throwing the basin at us, mind the comparison, I had half a mind to just let go of my restraint and slaughter them. But I didn't. I just simply used a barrier to protect myself, and just merely spat and threatened them."
Ziden then pointed at Richard. "No, the real person who suffered through all of this was Richard. I'll tell you this. The wrath bound inside of him is far greater than mine, and I have already had enough grudge to satisfy a god of rage for centuries. He hates humans far more than I do, especially the types that he had to deal with today. He could have just went 'Fuck the plan' and kill everyone to vent his rage, but he kept himself calm like me, and played his role. He imitated a person who wanted reason and peace, with no killing intent nor hostility towards the people. And do you know what they did? They spat at him, and nearly wasted away one of his lives. He did all of this so that he could inflict doubt, and make it easier for the people to turncoat from their sick regime, in order to create some peace and solace for this endless nightmare."
Richard only kept silent, as he looked away.
"Even so, you can't simply kill people to solve such conflicts!" Corrin burst out in rage.
"Corrin, you need to calm down. Sometimes death is a necessary-" Ziden said.
"Funny about that, Corrin, because I distinctly remember that you weren't clean of blood yourself. You and Kamui in fact." Richard retorted, snapping his head back to face them with a glare. "Place your hand on your heart, and tell me that the soldiers you killed back in your past were not of your own doing? Both Nohr and Hoshido, before the peace? Don't push death onto us. Every single soldier you killed were less guilty of murder than these wretched beasts of humans."
"How do you know about Hoshido and Nohr!?" Kamui asked with shock.
"That's because I'm very much familiar with your little world." Richard continued. "Regardless of reality, I was there when the great war between the two kingdoms happened. You think that just because you left your world, your past sins would be forgotten and erased. I think not, and if you will judge me by my current sin, then I will remind you that you are no less selfish as Ziden and I are. In fact, your alternate self was a much better person than either of you, because she accepted her sins. You however, still cling on the hypocrisy of a relatively stainless peace, when death clog this atmosphere."
"How dare you-"
"That's ENOUGH! Vice Admirals Kamui and Corrin, no matter how unsound their methods sound, these two were under orders, and they had a reason for their actions, that would be justified in the right perspectives, and they wanted to minimise causalities through the death of those who are too far gone to change their ways." General Bahamut ordered his comrades, although there was a sense of disgust in his voice. "But still, Major Richard, do not think just because they seemed peaceful that they are not afraid to do what is needed at dire times."
Richard only scoffs. "We'll see about that, General Bahamut. Know that there is no peace without the blood of the innocent and the loved." He intoned. "Yukari told me that out of the entire roster of the Espers of Justice, you were the most lenient and the one most inclined to peace. And as her operative, I will tell that there will be a time when we will fight towards fixing this problem. The Destructor is the least of the problems against us. No, the real crisis that I seek to prevent is what the humans here are capable of doing."
"Oh?" General Bahamut said. "So you believe that the people in this world will only become much and much worse, in a way that we, the Tooneria Army have never expected."
"Consider this. Do you really think that cruelty will always be limited to just a single species along the endless passage of time?" Richard questioned, pointing at General Bahamut. "If you do not, then allow me to educate you, since I seen one case before. Violence breeds violence, and when they have driven yukkuri extinct, they will move onto the next species, no doubts about it. What will you do then? Will you keep on seeking peaceful solutions, as they bolster their own forces, and slowly erase all life in this world? Humans, no matter how weak and scum-like they are, have the potential to exceed gods, even the ones that are thought to be invincible. In time, even you and your army will not be able to stop them. And when that time comes, then it will lead to a scenario that will be forced from the hands of Ziden's organisation and my army. Take a guess what it is."
"You're surely not planning something like what you did, except on a larger area!?" Kamui exclaimed.
"Bingo. Perhaps you realised the inevitable truth. If there is a threat approaching my reality and Gensokyo, Yukari and I will purge it, erasing it until there is not a single trace of the threat ever existing, through rumour or discovery." Richard coldly said. "That is why you will turn a blind eye on all of this, because if I find out that this universe is running amok, and that you yourself have done little to nothing to curb it, then Yukari will have the entire universe purged. Along with all of you. So far, your universe has not garnered much sympathy from my Yukari, nor Ziden's Yukari, and the threats inside your universe are much more dangerous than what you may think. In fact, orders have been already made to prepare for the descent of any of your major threats on our realm."
"...And what's to stop us from stopping you from doing such a thing?" General Bahamut asked with gritted teeth, as he seems enraged.
"Simple, because if you try to stop us from acting, then we will make our own measures to counter such plans. Stopping this would be fine, since I would merely just ignore you and leave, but if you're stopping us from taking care of a critical matter of ours, then don't blame us for all the causalities that will be racked." Richard replied without a single iota of fear, as if he is used to such situations. "Fighting you will result in causalities on both sides, but you will suffer almost-complete annihilation, should we deem you hostile enough to be a potent threat. And I have come here to deal with a small matter, not to destroy people, just because they want to cling to their beliefs, but I will not let any harm come to Gensokyo, come hell or high water."
General Bahamut only remained silent, as the Vice Admirals pulled out their Yatos.
"You will not do such a thing!" Corrin rorared. "We will ensure that this universe is protected, even if it means that we have to fight millions of monsters and demons like you."
Ziden only drew his blade, as he only smirked.
"Try us." Ziden taunted. "You wanna go? Then don't blame me if you end up bleeding and beaten after I'm done!"
General Bahamut and Richard stared at each other, as if they were communing with each other through their gazes, before General Bahamut then sighed.
"Very well, then we will allow this incident to pass. Although there has been much death, it is nothing compared to what would be done by General Odin, and you seem to have a strong will to fight for protection, no matter how twisted it may seem." General Bahamut said. "Vice Admirals Corrin and Kamui, stand down."
"But we cannot let such people run amok-" Kamui pleaded desperately.
"Stand DOWN." General Bahamut repeated, with a much more forceful tone this time.
The two warriors soon sheathed their blades, as Ziden did the same, while Richard then opened a sukima, and was about to step into it.
"Before you leave, Major Richard..." General Bahamut added. "I would like to tell you that you would reconsider that threat. We of the Tooneria Army are not to be underestimated, as we have prospered through millenia, and fought many ancient and formidable threats, and most of us stand at the pinnacles of divinity and godhood. It will be you who will be destroyed if you incur our wrath, so I humbly request that you give this message to both Yukaris, in order to ensure that there will be no conflict between us."
"Request accepted, General Bahamut, and I mean you no ill will in my previous statements." Richard replied with a smile. "But I suggest you be careful of us as well. After all, a enemy that you know little about, is a enemy that could be instantly fatal to you. Ziden, let us leave."
Richard and Ziden then entered the sukima, as Ziden waved at General Bahamut with a grin, before it disappeared, returning the two otherworldly invaders back to their respective worlds.
A/N: In all honesty, I am fairly against Yukkuri abuse, but I don't truly abhor it. It's a necessary evil for certain types of people. Game2002's series was a masterpiece that revolved around what would happen if this idea festered beyond the limits of fiction and fantasy. So if you dislike yukkuris, know that this is not a fic dedicated to the others' hate to you. It is merely a parody of a event long passed. Nothing more, nothing less.
A/N 2: For those of you who care for Richard's canon development... I suggest you look closer in this chapter. You'll find something quite interesting about Richard's changes in the 'missing' arcs.
