The Karcist and the Lord

a S.C.P. Foundation Mythos x M.G.E. crossover

Chapter 28: When Gods die

As Koragh crawled back up out of the upturned ruins and rubble of Royal Makai, He was surprised at the amount of damage he had achieved. He was expecting the surface to take some damage, but this was near total obliteration of the Capital. All around he could hear the wailing and cries of Mamono who survived the sudden upheaval of their city, only to find those closest to them dead and dying all around. Every now and then, another Mamono would burst out, one of the many that could not fly, but also one of the few strong enough physically to take the fall and debris, or magically talented enough to protect themselves and their families around them with a barrier or other such protective spells. Koragh proceeded to ran away, intent on not getting caught agin.

After some time passed, he immediately hid behind a pillar upon hearing a groaning sound, and a Succubus girl of some kind with immense power crawled out the debris a few feet away from his position. She looked like a young girl with the same white hair and red eyes that Druella had.

This must be one of the Monster Lords' daughters. Koragh thought, as the girl then went back into the tunnel she made. When she came out, she was holding on to another Lilith, this one clearly younger then her, and comatose from the look of it. The Arch-Lich then heard her mumble something, but couldn't make out what she said. Not comatose then, but likely near that point. When the girl looked in his direction, the Monster went into hiding. Then he sensed that the Monster Lord and her husband were still alive, and making their way to the surface. Damn, I need to get out now, before she and her family come after me. I did have a secret lab to experiment back in the day, but that is likely destroyed by now. If I can-

"Who are you?" A small voice said. When Koragh looked over to his left, he saw the Lilith staring at him. "I have never seen you before. Your not Human, yet you aren-"

Nope. Not having this conversation again. Koragh then released a force blast to knock the Succubus away from him. However, the Mamono reacted by countering with her own force blast. She then flew towards him with a fist flying at him. Koragh caught her by the wrist, then charged a spell on his own, which caused the veins in his dissicated flesh to bulge outwards. The girl then widen her eyes, realizing it was blood magic.

"Oh crap." she muttered, as she was thrown up and blasted away with a ball of black blood, which coagulated into a harder substance then normal. Then he sense something weird. Like a Human, but the soul was different, almost mutated. When the owner, a multi-armed male Were-Wolf looking creature burst out, The Arch-Lich and he stared at each other. When he saw the girl start struggling harder to get out and a number of Mamono running towards them, Koragh addressed the stranger.

"You got captured for not being turned into one of Deborahs' minions?" Koragh asked.

"Yes I was captured, but not for that reason. You were a prisoner as well?"

"Yep, was held underground for about seven centuries. Want to ditch this gravel pit?" the Arch-Lich asked.

"Yes, but first I need to find some people. Like me, they were not corrupted by the Mamono, and-"

"BBLLEEAARGHH!" the Were-Wolf Monster was interrupted by a Human bursting out of the ground. He had on strange clothing, which Koragh realized was human skin from how there was no seams or sewing on it, as well as some form of ritualistic scarring all over his body. The Arch-Lich also noted he too had the strange soul type he sensed from his fellow unturned Monster, and a number of them were buried nearby. A Succubus ran around the corner, and her eyes widen in fear when she saw the men before her.

"Oh Gods, the Cultists of Nalka are escaping!" she screamed as she ran back around.

"What now Klavigar Nadox?" the man asked. The multi-armed Monster sighed.

"Guess we are going to hold our ground. What's your name then?" he asked, as his body began to shift and warp.

"Koragh. I happen to be the very first Lich to walk upon this world." the Undead said, turning to the horde of Mamono running towards them. "I also was the one who founded and led the Black Sabbath before it got turned into its modern day incarnation by our current 'master and leader.'" when he heard an audible groan of disgust, Koragh turned back to the Were-Wolf mage.

"I already feel sick just imagining what that was like." he replied. The Arch-Lich simply nodded his head, then remembered that Nadox, the apparent Magic-casting Were-Wolf was called a Cultist of Nalka, someone Koragh never heard of before.

"By the way, who's Nalka? Some unturned Monster that revealed him or herself?"

"If we both get out this, I'll explain on the way to safety."

**POV SHIFT**

Singai, Zipangu

As the Black Hunter embedded his axe into yet another one of the Mamono surrounding him, this one an Oni, the Sarkic cultist glared with menacing glee. For the past two hours, he was chased around the village of Singai, where he was eventually cornered through sheer numbers into what he now believed was a temple to Aries. He chuckled at the irony at the time, as the Mamono still believed Aries is still alive, and thus were emboldened by the belief the dead War God would grant them her boon. Thus, as four Ochimusha drew their tachis and pointed them at him in stances that rested the blade on their arm, he looked at the statue of Aries behind him.

"You dare spill blood in front of Aries?! Just wait, she'll grant us the power to defeat you, and the Humans that are coming to this village will be coming as our husbands!" One of them cried out in anger. She then pointed her Demon Realm Silver at the Sarkic. When he started to laugh, the Undead Samurai paused. At first it was low, then grew loudly as he threw his head back and cackled sickly to no one in particular.

"Oh how naïve and uninformed you are, that you haven't even heard the news yet." the Black Hunter said, his voice a low and guttural growl. As the Mamono tensed up, he continued. "Your war god is dead. Mine killed her and took her place. I was just to keep you occupied, and by now your kin are running from your future 'husbands.' Soon, you will be naught but food for my kind, like Aries and her weak kin is to Ion." Several more Mamono soldiers ran forwards, lining up with their sisters to form a semi-circle around the Black Hunter.

"Your lying, the Gods are immortal, they cannot die!" one of the Ochimaru yelled in defiance. When the Black Hunter heard this, he then widen his arms in a display of showmanship, and raised his voice.

"If you want proof, CALL UPON ARIES! CALL UPON YOUR DEAD GOD OF WAR, SO I MAY SEND YOU SCREAMING AND DESPAIRING INTO THE AFTERLIFE IN THE TRUE WAR GOD KNOWN AS IONS' NAME!" And with that, the Black Hunter charged. "ION, LOOK AND SEE ME SLAY THESE FOOLS IN YOUR NAME!" he yelled as a Akaname tackled him to the ground. Upon grabbing and forcing him to look at her and seeing the mouth slit of his mask was wide enough for her tongue, the Mamono jammed it in and felt her long drooling organ enter his mouth and go down his throat, intent on corrupting him right there on the spot before claiming him while the Mamono watched. For a moment, he twitched as though it was working, before the Akaname suddenly screamed in pain as her tongue shot back, bleeding and shorter then it was going in. The Black Hunter was merely caught off-balance by the violation of his mouth, and when the surprise wore off, he gnashed his teeth hard enough to bite the Monsters tongue off. Before her sister could stop him, the Black Hunter swung his axe, smashing the head into her face with a single strike, then pushed her off of him, freeing it for another swing as the Sarkic got up by rolling backwards. He heard a clanging as one of the Ochimaru banged her sword against the ground.

"Aries! Hear how this man blasphemes against you!" She yelled, holding her sword dramatically to the sky as she looked up. The Black Hunter watched, as well as the other Monsters, now waiting to see a Mamono be blessed by the God she was invoking. "He has proclaimed you as being dead, has the blood of many innocents on his hands, both Human and Monster, killing them without mercy, yea, spilling them upon this holy site dedicated to you! He has claimed you are dead, but I know you are not!" The Black Hunter snorted derisively. "So I call upon you, and invoke your name, so you may grant me the power to defeat him, so we may show him the sins he has committed against this very world itself!"

After nothing happened from a few seconds, the Mamono looked around in confusion. They then turned upon hearing a slow clapping, and saw it was the Black Hunter, the axe stowed between his torso and an arm. As he walked toward the statue of Aries slowly, he clapped in time to each step, stopping when was next to the altar dedicated to her. He then raised a fist, and punched the statue of Aries, made out of marble, a brilliant work of art of the War God sitting on her Throne of Battle, which was fashioned out of jade. A bright light blinded the Mamono in the room, and they also heard an explosion. When they looked up, they were greeted by the sight of the statue being smashed and in pieces on the ground, chunks of the white stone it was made from scattered all over the floor. The Black Hunter then picked up the dead Akaname and Oni, and set their bodies on the Throne, which was undamaged by the attack. Then he kicked the altar from which incense was burned daily to her, and the ashes within were spilled unto the floor and marble pieces.

The Black Hunter then, seeing the enraged and angry Mamono were glaring at him, addressed then.

"Now, I;ll show you one last miracle, the last one you'll see before I kill you." With that, the Sarkic turned around, knelt before the Throne of Battle, and prayed, as his voice took on an elderitch and dark tone.

"Oh Ion, Grand Karcist, Eater of the Gods and Tamer of the Womb of Chaos, see here these sacrifices I present to you. If it so be your will, make for the worship of thee, an idol upon this worked throne of jade, made from the bone and sinews I offer. Let these chattel witness thy glory, and lament in despair as they see that their god is dead and gone, a whisper in the wake of thy conquering hand." Almost as soon as he finished, the corpses of the Mamono twitch, then began to spasm as cracking and tearing sounds resounded and echoed. Soon the dead broke apart, and the bodies were fused into one mass of flesh and bone. The Mamono who were alive watched, and felt the intolerable force which the Black Hunter called upon in the very room they were in. As the mass began to take shape, tears began to flow, as they watched it grow arms which rest were the statue of Aries rested her arms. Legs grew out and bent over the seat, planting two feet which rooted themselves into the floor. A torso formed, growing upwards into shoulders, then a neck.

The Ochimaru who tried to call upon Aries fell to her knees, unable to speak as the face and head formed. An upside down Y-shaped scar adorned the chest and stomach of the flesh-crafted idol of Ion, and his face was a plate of bone, staring with judgment and hunger into the very souls of the Mamono who watched. The other Mamono then tried to run, only to freeze as they saw the Black Hunter standing and blocking their only route out of the temple.

"Your not leaving just yet. As it happens, I have gotten... a bit peckish from all the exercise you made me do." the Mamono then screamed, as the Black Hunter was suddenly among them, and the kneeling and crying Ochimaru held her hands over her ears, trying to block out the sounds of her sister-in-arms being slaughtered and then eaten after wards. When she looked up, it was to the sight of the Black Hunters feet and legs, and the bloody head and handle of his axe, dripping arterial fluids on the floor. When he raised it, the Mamono, now broken in despair, embraced her death...