"Heh, what a surprise. You truly are keeping up with me." A bored Narberal commented as Dohnaseek continued to create shadow monsters to take the magic strikes aimed at him.

He was desperately trying to defend himself, his constructs taking more and more of his energy to create as he keeps spamming them.

'I need to survive this. This should not be the end of me! I will survive!'

As Dohnaseek kept saying this to himself while desperately fighting for survival he remembered his life until this point. He had always been at the bottom of the barrel, he was born as just one more of many angels made by God in just one more batch.

A completely unimportant individual.

But even so, he was happy.

He had spent hundreds of years basking in God's grace, hearing of how important love and compassion truly was and working to make others see it as he helped protect humanity from demons, devils, and many other types of monsters.

He had seen many of his brothers and sisters die in the line of duty, but he was still content with his life.

And then, the first angel was created.

Lucifer, an Archangel of the Lord fell due to denying God's beliefs. He did not love humanity, just as many others also did not love them at all deep inside. It was the greatest scandal of Heaven since the start of time, but God did nothing to punish this 'lost lamb' as he many times called him.

Following Lucifer, more and more angels fell, including Dohnaseek's own superior in Kokabiel, and with the lack of action from God, Dohnaseek started for the first time having doubts.

Why should he keep fighting for the weak humans when so many others from his species could simply relax and enjoy all sorts of pleasures that he would never be capable of feeling? Why must he and his brethren continue risking themselves for the unworthy when even if they left the line of duty they would receive no punishment or repercussion?

And it was this doubt exactly what started leading him to the road of falling.

He envied his fallen brothers, he raged over his duty imposed on him that could lead him to an ungrateful and unimportant death at any time, and he started to lust after women. But, the most important was that he now was greedy for achievement and for showing that he too was great.

That he too could reach greater things than what God has programmed for him.

And thus, the weak pure angel Dohnaseek became the weak fallen angel Dohnaseek.

When he fell he expected more, he expected things to change and that he would become someone important. Someone respected and feared by the weaklings of Earth.

It was not meant to be.

Not long after he fell the Great War happened and he was forced to join in or he would have died then and there due to his own fallen brothers that feared that some of the other fallen would turn traitors. He was forced into a war he never wanted due to reasons he didn't fully understand, but at least he was happy as after falling he found love and friends that respected and cared for him. It was probably the happiest he has ever been since before he even knew what was sin and his first doubt.

Ad yet again things didn't go his way. Those he came to care about died again and again in front of his eyes, even the woman who was carrying his child, the only one he was ever supposed to have, died under the rampage of the Celestial Dragons as nothing more than collateral damage. Completely unremarkable for anyone else.

But even as he cried no one cared. His life was still meaningless and he still could only be his weak self, he was born weak and would remain so for the rest of his life. And thus the war came to an abrupt end before he had the chance to at least die a glorious and memorable death it all came to an end. 'Peace' was achieved, even though Dohanseek never managed to find true peace.

He then swore. He swore to reach the peak, to make his life meaningful and to make himself memorable, to get out of his fate of being just an unimportant extra on the life of others.

He killed an untold number of sacred gear users from grown-ups to mere babies with no hesitation in his search for power and after a long time he obtained one himself, and even if it was no Longinus it still was a powerful gear. As he managed to obtain that he now finally, FINALLY, had his chance of doing something that would be remembered for generations to come.

To kill the spawn of the Barbatus household, the devil clan that was the most hated amongst his species.

So why, why is it that even now he still isn't getting anything right?! Why must this bitch stand in his path?!

Why can't he WIN?!

"BALANCE BREAKER: KAGE NO SEKAI SHIRAISHA! (Tyrant of the shadow world)"

And so things changed.

Every shadow turned solid and over 30 copies of himself surged from his own shadow, all carrying shadow Spears and all serving him.

HIM!

He, for the very first time in his life, felt like he was a chosen one. That this was the first step to his glorious new life.

"Ha, do you see this? This is the proof that I am a chosen one, that I will rise above you dirty devils and be one of the strongest in this world, and to mark that I will kill you and use your entrails to hang that pathetic excuse of scum that you call a maste-"

STAB

"That is far enough." A voice said behind his ears as a knife penetrated his cheeks cutting his tongue in half inside his mouth.

"Ghaaaaahh!" He started yelling in pain, but all that could be heard was the sound of grunts of pain as he could no longer create actual words.

"Solution, I thought this piece of trash was supposed to be mine to kill." Narberal said with a slight bite to her tone.

"Sorry, I just couldn't hold myself back when he started talking about Joseph-sama like that. But I did leave him alive and well enough to let you end this." Solution said while twirling her knife. She had been hiding close to Dohnaseek's back this whole time, ready to intervene only if, for some freak miracle, he could actually wound Narberal.

But when he spoke too much about what he shouldn't the results were clear that see.

"Well, I suppose you are right. Besides, he is just some extra inferior life form anyway so it doesn't really matter how he dies." Narberal said while agreeing with Solution.

This triggered Dohnaseek badly, those were the exact words he wanted to hear the less. He would NOT stand to this, he was not an extra, he was not weak, and he would not die here.

Fortunately for him one of those statements was the truth, unfortunately for him, it was not in the way he would have liked things to be.

Ordering his 'troops' to open the way for his escape over 30 copies of himself with the same amount of power he had flew towards Narberal.

Said maid only looked mildly surprised by this action before she stretched her hands forward, two magic circles with the Barbatus insignia on them as she said.

"Twin Dragon Lightning." And with that two dragons made out of magic were released from her magic circles, burning away all the efforts and hopes of Dohnaseek as if they meant nothing.

And in the end, they truly meant nothing on the grand scheme of things, no they actually meant something. They meant benefits for his enemies, for the strong ones.

Seeing his new power be discarded and defeated this simply normally would terrify Dohnaseek, but he was currently too busy trying not to get hit by the dragons that continued on their path towards him. His desperation was answered by his sacred gear which fused shadow and darkness in a much more powerful spear of pure energy that Dohnaseek could never imagine himself creating normally. He launched it with all his power, wishing with his entire heart to at least take Narberal with him. He also continued trying to run, to defend, to do anything to survive.

But it still fell short as the spear he created, the strongest one he has ever made on his entire life, was blocked by a magic barrier that Narberal casted instantly and without even trying.

CHOMP CHOMP

Not only that as the two dragons hit him directly using their maws as real dragons, taking a huge bite at him. His arms and legs vaporized by the heat of the dragons' mouth's and the current passed through his body frying his insides and making him feel more pain than anyone should ever be capable of standing.

He swiftly passed out, his last thoughts were on how he regretted his life and how it was wasted like this.

"Can you take him, I wanted to keep looking for more bodies to collect." Narberal asked Solution.

"Sure, I guess this can be my punishment for almost stealing your prey." Solution mused before raising the living torso of Dohnaseek and pulling him inside herself.

He woke up instantly, the acidity of Solution's body was just enough to make his pain reach new heights that he couldn't even comprehend, she even made it a point to release a neurotoxin that forced the brain to process every single thing happening and stopped it from simply shutting down.

His screams were like melodious music to her ears, sending waves of sadistic pleasure through her being. He would stay like this until it was time to remove his soul and sacred gear.

The two girls then continued on their ways ahead, Dohnaseek was no longer an enemy, a fallen angel, or even a being for them anymore. He was but a receptacle containing a sacred gear, this is the result of the life of the fallen angel named...

What was his name again?

In another area a different battle was happening. Well, a 'battle' might be too good of a word to describe it.

A desperate struggle for survival should be a more appropriate term.

"*Haa* *Haa* W-Who are those monsters? This wasn't what I signed up for." Mittelt said to herself as she stopped to take a breath.

She had been running for the last ten minutes, what she saw, what was hunting her down, it terrified her to the core.

"Why are you hiding? Do you want to play hide and seek now? I can play this game too." A sweet voice said from nowhere as the sound of an untold number of claws hitting the ground hang on the corridor.

As she heard the sound approaching Mittelt felt her skin crawl. She started to run away at her topmost speed, desperately trying to find a way to survive as the insects continued to advance.

Seeing their approaching form she turned around and created a wall of holy swords, all of them being heavy and sturdy, but it all meant a little less than nothing as the insects devoured the holy blades in a matter of seconds.

Mittelt continued to run, she didn't even bother watching the result of her latest wall as she had already made over 30 and they all ended the same way.

In the belly of those monstrosities.

It was the same for everything she tried, light spears, physical attacks like rocks, flames or other elements from a more specific holy sword. Everything she had was eaten away, everything not even stopping this tide for more than a few seconds.

And so she continued to run, and run, and run, until...

"Congratulations, you finally reached your destination." Entoma said as she sat down on the top of a flight of stairs while looking down at the despairing Mittelt. They were inside a room connecting to the outside of the base, but the only escape path was exactly the door behind Entoma.

Mittelt looked at the girl for an instant before disregarding her in order to continue running, or so it should be if not for how the wave that was risking swallowing her whole stopping when they reached this room.

Seeing Mittelt's confused face Entoma started talking.

"You truly were way too slow, I even went out of my way to guide you here and you still took this long. You are lucky that Onii-sama said he wanted you alive or I would have killed you already."

"Wait, who are you? And what is going on here?" Mittelt asked.

"Well, my name is Entoma Zeta and I am one of the pawns and the surrogate sister of Joseph Barbatus. I am here because Onii-sama asked me to take care of your lot. I sent my insects here days ago, I prepared for this fight since then as those insects you saw were just one example of the many types I planted around here to investigate and help when we moved in. By the way, your security is not good at all, you didn't even notice the few demonic insects I sent to your base to breed underground, next time you should really look out for that." Entoma said before standing up and summoning a locust-like creature that flew to her and when it was close enough, it readjusted itself to look like a sword. "Not that any of you will have a next time, that is. This is my weapon for this fight, sword bug, as the name implies it is a bug that can work as a sword due to how good its cutting edge is."

And with that Entoma launched herself at Mittelt who had created a holy blade that released flames. The flames were very effective, or at least as effective as they could be, against the insects earlier so it should have some effect.

Even then, Entoma dominated the fight in an overwhelming manner as she was a much more capable swordswoman than Mittelt, she did train with Peko after all.

Spinning under a swing from Mittelt, Entoma managed to get one good strike at her thigh, making her enemy less likely to be able to run and eliminating Mittelt's mobility.

Just as Entoma was about to reach her chest with her sword bug Mittelt reacted by sheer instincts and forced a wall of holy blades between them.

From this short exchange alone, Mittelt was already quite tired as she had been running for quite a while now.

Entoma then jumped back before a mass of insects surged from her back as she pulled them back at her left arm, puffing her sleeveless to look like a ball.

She then dropped her arm, aiming at the wall of holy blades before discharging,

"Bullet Bug." and with that many bugs were launched at a subsonic speed, and if you add their hard carapace you got one result.

CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK

The wall of swords got pierced so much that it looked like Swiss cheese.

Mittelt, that had tried to protect herself behind the wall, was now sprayed on the floor. Her body was mangled with many holes covering her entire frame, her mouth got crushed and there were many places throughout her entire body where blood leaked, bones showed, and even her intestines were showing up on the outside.

"Oh, maybe I went a bit too far. But don't worry, you won't die HERE, we do have other uses for you." Entoma said before releasing a group of insects that entered Mittelt's body, forcing her bleeding to stop by cauterizing it from the inside before starting to move Mittelt who no longer had the capacity to do anything other than dread about her future.

"Young Parasite. This is a bug that can control the body of another when they are dead or close to death and unable to defend themselves, they help preserve it for as long as possible while planting their eggs that after ecloding devour part of the flesh and continue controlling the body to search for other bodies to infest. Normally this would mean a death were your insides would be eaten by the just born bugs and one of the worse pains there is, but as you will already have had lost your soul by then I think you won't mind. Isn't it good that you can live a while longer?"

Mittelt screamed in her head, praying desperately for someone to come and save her. That she didn't want to die, but it wouldn't matter.

She was already dead the moment the invasion started, no, the moment she caught the attention of Joseph.

"What, won't you try to seduce me anymore?" Lo'lo asked Kalawarmer, not that he expected an answer.

Kalawarmer already seemed one step away from death at this point in time. Her bones were broken in so many parts that even she didn't know how many bones of her body were still intact.

But it definitely was less than those which were broken.

This 'fight' was more of a one-sided battle than the fight between an Elephant and a baby crow, the difference in stats was simply impossible to match.

She tried to stand up, but she could clearly feel her two femurs giving in as they were broken in over 3 parts each. She would be crying in pain if she could, but her face was punched in, damaging her tear ducts and making her incapable of even crying properly.

Not that she needed any more wetness on her face considering how her face's skin was closer to mash potatoes covered in blood than anything else.

She hated the fact that she had this damned gear, if she didn't have the Sturdy Saint she would have died long ago. Death was better than this.

After she didn't react for a while Lo'lo scratched his head seeing how she didn't react and thought that she must have passed out. And while incorrect, as she was still very much awake and aware of her surroundings, she could no longer move a single finger or summon any strength whatsoever. Her limbs were all broken and twisted while her wings were all one step away from simply falling out and there were just a few straps of flesh connecting them to her body.

And if it was like this then there was no difference between living and dying.

"Sigh, and here I was hoping for more." Lo'lo said tiredly before a small rock hit the back of his head. Turning back with a snarl he saw Komaeda looking down at him.

"Don't call the name of HOPE in vain!"

Again Lo'lo could only sigh. He knew that there was no point in fighting Komaeda as he could not kill the brat as he was a teammate, besides fighting the guy was more of a headache than it was worth it.

"Let's just take her already." Lo'lo said as he caught Kalawarmer by the hair, dragging her body away while passing by who knows how many sharp debris on the ground, all cutting her skin further and further.

Her beauty that she loved so much, the thing she wanted to protect more than anything to the point of choosing the Sturdy Saint to make her body harder to wound, was now ruined. She was ruined.

And that was all there was to it.

Form the four fallen angels here, the only lucky one was Raynare. She was the only one to have a quick death, after all.

On the lowest level of this facility a cat strolled in, she moved like she owned the place as she started looking around for anything that could be interesting. However, despite being the most secure location there was hardly anything inside. Just as she was about to leave she saw a list on the ground. Taking it she saw that those were names, there were five names in it, names on the list and one of them was of Issei and the other was of Asia.

"This must be their hit list, it is probable that every single one here has either a unique power or sacred gear. I think master might be interested in this list."

And so Hainekou left the room, no longer interested in whatever happens to those who were inside as by now the others already must have finished their 'fights'.

And so, the 'fight' ended. No one would ever again see those four fallen angels, and no one cared about it.

Wait, that is incorrect. They at least would be of use in being the casket were the sacred gears were, and that meant something, I guess.

Writer's Note:

Wow, this was a dark chapter. I outdid myself while writing this one, but to be fair I was reading Overlord's seventh volume while writing this one so I got a bit on the mood so to say.

Don't worry, there aren't as many dark chapters like this ahead. At least not until we get to the Kokabiel and Chaos Brigade parts, there it is fair game.

Anyway, reviews are wellcome and I hope to see you all again soon.

Bye =)