Chapter 12: Tainted, Promised.
„Do you believe in war? The Great War? Or is the great war only incited through your faith. Do you really believe in a war?"
"Have you ever experienced how your god raises his voice, spreads his command and you blindly follow like a peon?"
"Yes, I doubt that. Is your faith really strong enough to not question how there can be another deity that wages war against your god?"
"Then go forth and join the slaughter! The holy war, this is not about religion, this is about raw power and control! And now march and fight!"
"But don't marvel when the fury you sow is reaped with force and rage! Don't be surprised when the havoc and mayhem break down and drown you in despair!"
These chanted lines still dance in Nila's mind. And that woman, the seductive succubus with her spoiled and filthy fantasy almost managed to corrupt the Pre-Kishin. Now, Nila observes the sleepy moon as it slowly raises it clumsy might into the sky.
Who is she? How was she able to enter Nila's realm of fantasy. The demon was tainting her with filthy ideas and corrupting her sentiment.
Great disappointment shrouds the Meister's body. Now she is not even able to protect her own fantasy from demons. How is she suppose to kill Asura then?
Blue, soft and comforting rays grasp for the Earth's surface and envelope the fairy with their beauty. Cold and powerful waves of water smash against the boat's hull, carrying the craft across the deep blue sea.
Spoiled with a mystic atmosphere, Nila shifts as the water motions. A stimulating and relaxing cycle casts the Meister and the element into trance and cruel memories are lost in oblivion.
"How do you feel?" queries Notiic. The autonomous Weapon sits on the ship's rail and lets her legs dangle. "I'm okay … I think." replies Nila, her voice sore and uncertain.
"Sealed away for 800 years and thrown into a new world with technology, Shibusen and friends isn't really a good way to start for an isolated semi-god like you. I bet your thought pattern is ruptured."
The way Notiic says it just hits the spot, and all Nila can do is let tears flow down her cheeks and nod in silence. "Yeah, that's how every one feels who has experienced a Kishin's power. The insanity successfully deadens one's feelings."
Nila looks up to Notiic with awe and distress. "Deadens one's feelings?" A pair of blank eyes meets another one, and both look at each other for a seemingly endless time before the first motion breaks the halt.
"The three Kishins. Exodus, Darkurai and Veijka. They are numb and insentient towards everything, they are literally drowning in their insanity as if it is a red sea of chaos and disorder."
"Beyond salvation and sense." Notiic's explanation echoes in Nila's ears, and for the first time in her life the young girl regrets her own chosen path. "I-I don't want to …" Suddenly Notiic begins to laugh.
"You want to retreat? Don't be ridiculous! The insanity inside of you is boiling with such a power at times that I have to wonder why not one of the madness attracted immortals showed up so far."
Puzzled, Nila isn't able to comprehend the message to its fullest. "What do you mean, Notiic?" The addressed Weapon ceases her laughter and replaces the smile with a stern and cold expression.
"The moment Asura was revived was so tragic because many other beings were stirred up from their slumber as well. Asura radiated enough madness that countless witches and other monsters began to roam our planet."
"Shinigami-sama's ancient enemies, but with his death none were freed." Nila lifts her right eyebrow and cocks her head with confusion. "But Death the Kid is his son and replacement, isn't he?"
A powerful gust roars over the fairy and their hair forcefully engages a dance with the ice cold blast of air. Without to shiver from the cold, Notiic lets her legs still dangle, unlike Nila who is slowly turning into a snowman.
"Death the Kid is his heir, but he isn't ready for that burden. Kid is no match for Dais, or one of the Kishins and as long as that remains, none is free. Dais could pierce through any veil any moment and destroy whatever we hold dear."
Before Nila can respond with a saddened sigh, Notiic jumps off the rail and claps the Pre-Kishin's shoulder, almost causing her to fall from the fairy. "Who cares! Only an hour left and we are in Upotio, I bet Momo won't shut up when she sees all the flashy lights!"
Shocked and shaken to the core, Nila grasps for the rail and can barely hold herself above the dark blue water. Angrily cussing, the young Meister is pulled up again by her attacker. "Sorry." smiles Notiic with incredible innocence in her eyes.
In front of Notiic's quarters stands a figure. She wears a red sundress with a little autumn leaf pattern around the hem. Her eyes are ivy-green and her pupils are horizontal slits. She wears her black hair in ponytails that reach to her waist. Her skin is a light caramel color.
Although there are barely light rays, Notiic easily identified Momo. "Momo …" sighs Notiic, realizing what is about to come. "You promised me!" demands the young girl. "Fine … fine." Slight annoyance crawls out of Notiic's throat. Rubbing her eyes with force and groaning, Skarachi takes Momo onto her lap prepares for the promised story.
Momo's eye shine and sparkle with excitement and curiousity as Notiic's lips finally begin to motion, however the first lines aren't really what the girl expected. "I am really thinking about tossing you off the fairy, but then I will have Nila and Kenji on my tail like some annoying hair balls. Bah ... fine fine!"
And so, the younger Weapon carefully listens to every word that escapes Skarachi's mouth. Momo's entire focus rests in her ears and Notiic continues the tragic adventure she once experienced.
Yours faithfully,
Skadow