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Warning: May Contain...TENTACLE RAPE!
Sangokuden Armored War Gods Saga: End of the Armored War Gods
Co-Written By: Kamen Rider Chrome & Ten-Faced Paladin
Beta Reader/Editor: Busterleader92
Interlude: Chilling Villains
It was a chilling, silent night.
Son Go had lost all of its former glory and splendor in a single night. What was meant to be a day of celebration for its people, it quickly transformed into a night of despair and tragedy as cheers of joy turned into screams of terror once the destructive explosions went off during a festive parade.
All Hell broke loose.
Innocent people did not just lose their lives from the explosions, but they were also slain by infiltrators clad in blood red armor. It was pure and utter carnage as scores of people were massacred in the streets while chaos ran rampant. The people prayed for their Armored War Gods to protect and save them, but their prayers went unanswered.
No gods would save them tonight.
The Kingdom of Son Go was left in ruins as broken bodies littered the ground along with piles of rubble. Strangely enough, the litter also included a large number of vines that covered every inch of the city. Tangled up in the vines were the bodies of Kurokage Troopers that were also sprinkled in the remains of the Rinshi. The bodies of Inves were absent, but they usually detonated upon death anyway.
Unfortunately, the vines never saved the kingdom.
The vines were the work of Kamuro who sacrificed himself to stop the oncoming storm while buying his comrades some time to escape. He held nothing back, which was quite an impressive feat for Kamuro. He was more powerful than anyone expected.
The night was over.
The palace's outer wall was colored red in bloody gore. It was no different on the inside as the bodies of the guards filled its halls. Like the rest of the city, it was left abandoned as the royal family and its court had fled along with the surviving citizens and soldiers.
The silence was broken when Taiga Shiba stepped out of his portal and set foot in the palace courtyard. He looked around, his eyes scanning his surroundings. It was so quiet and eerie, like a ghost town.
Any other time, he could have appreciated the palace's beauty and splendor, but he was not here for sightseeing.
He spotted the bloody smear on the ground and frowned critically. He knew what had happened here. This was the spot where Saver had met his end. He had pushed his brother too far, drove him mad and ended up smashed to the ground by his berserker of a brother, leaving only that bloody, gory mess of a smear remaining.
Instead of mourning the death of a comrade, Taiga spoke to the smear.
"Get up. How long are you going to stay like that?"
Some may question Taiga's sanity for speaking to a bloody smear, but his sanity was already questionable when he agreed to bond with a parasitic demonic entity, allowing it to inhabit his body in exchange for power. He did not even consider how it would affect his soul or the price he had to pay. To him, anything was worth the cost for incredible power.
But he hadn't gone insane. He was talking to the smear because he knew it was alive.
After speaking to the smear, it responded. It glowed with unholy light and a mysterious wisp rose out of it, forming a reddish mist. The mist morphed into a ghostly humanoid shape which gradually filled in with human features as it solidified.
Once the figure was done going through its transmogrification, Minamoto stood over the smear, alive and completely unharmed.
"Sorry, I needed time to pull myself back together," said Minamoto unapologetically as he rolled his shoulders and his neck, stretching his body to get the kinks out.
Taiga scoffed at the quip. He did not care for Minamoto's sense of humor.
"Did you enjoy playing dead?" Taiga questioned.
"I wasn't 'playing dead'. I was knocked out by that thing he turned into," Minamoto retorted, irritated. "He took me by surprise."
Taiga rolled his eyes. Minamoto was making excuses for his temporary demise.
"I saw him earlier actually," Taiga commented, not mentioning that he had also broken Masataka out of his beast-like berserker state. "Looks like your plan to kill him failed."
Minamoto let out a snort. Clearly, Taiga did not understand the true goal of his plan.
"The plan was not to kill him, Shiba-san. That would be too simple. You see, I want him to suffer. That was the whole point of this. Since he believes he killed me, he'll be so devastated and filled with guilt that he may even consider suicide," Minamoto argued proudly. "For me, that's a win."
"And if he recovers?" Taiga asked.
"He won't. He'll destroy himself while drowning in a cocktail of guilt, grief, misery, and despair of his own making," Minamoto answered ecstatically. "Maybe I'll even go and mess with his head just to push him over the edge."
Taiga was disgusted by the amount of joy Minamoto took in such devastation. While Taiga might've been happy that he was able to best Nagata in combat and kill him, he never expressed such psychotic joy.
His parasitic tenant, on the other hand, felt nothing but glee.
"Be honest with me, Miyamoto. You would've killed those people even if your brother had won just to spite him," Taiga said. He may not have known Minamoto for long, but he knew from personal experience that people could do terrible things out of spite.
"Not gonna confirm nor deny that, Shiba-san, but their fate was sealed a long time ago when they met me," Minamoto replied.
"This is all just a game to you, isn't it?" Taiga asked, keeping the scorn out of his tone.
"Life's all a big game. Why not enjoy it?" Minamoto responded cheerfully. He turned to look at the palace, already thinking of moving in and taking the place for himself. "You know, since we technically conquered this place, how about we make it our own?"
"Start our own kingdom?" Taiga inquired.
"Why not? How hard can it be?" Minamoto questioned.
"There are survivors. They managed to get away," Taiga pointed out. "Aren't you going to go after them?"
"Let's give them a head start. That'll give them a chance to come up with a plan to get back at us," Minamoto replied. He believed it was more fun that way. "So how do you want to celebrate our victory?"
"I've captured some female guards like you suggested. Maybe we can start from there," Taiga recommended. He had stashed them in Kuma's club. Unlike the rest of the city, the red light district remained untouched and survived unscathed. Minamoto had insisted on it.
"Fucking Sweet!"
Minamoto loved the sound of that. It sounded like a party and he could not wait to indulge himself. Even Bujin Gaim was looking forward to the debauchery as he whispered in the back of Taiga's mind, putting images in his head of all sorts of depraved things they could do to the girls (with their tentacles). It would be one hell of an orgy.
Dai Shi sat on his throne, reviewing the fall of Son Go on his viewing screen. With so many people killed, he could recycle the remains to produce new Rinshi soldiers to add to his dwindling forces.
He watched it until the end before he banished the screen.
"Not bad, Hundun," Dai Shi praised Minamoto who stood before him. After their celebration, Taiga and Minamoto had returned to the RinJyuKen's headquarters. "You accomplished what you set out to do."
"Well, I was highly motivated Dai Shi-sama," Minamoto stated modestly. He was driven by his hatred and desire to drive his brother over the edge until he collapsed under the weight of his own despair. "By the way, Dai Shi-sama, is it OK if I called you 'boss' or maybe 'chief' or-"
"No."
"Fine, Dai Shi-sama it is." Minamoto smacked his lips. "By the way, when you told me to piss my brother off, did you know he would turn into that thing?"
"You mean the Overlord?"
"Yes, because I wasn't really told about that part of the plan."
"You wanted him to believe he killed you so I told you to do something unforgivable. It worked, didn't it?"
"Well yeah, but I would've been happier not to be smeared all across the floor."
"Stop your whining."
Minamoto frowned but did not sass back. If he pushed his luck, Dai Shi might just cut off his tongue then stitch his mouth shut.
"Is there anything else you need me for?" Minamoto asked.
"Yes, it's about the amount of time you wasted to accomplish your plan." Dai Shi's eyes narrowed. "You spent three days to taunt him." It should've taken Minamoto less time than that, or so Dai Shi believed.
"I needed him to stew, to rile him up and make him crack until he snapped," Minamoto explained. "Something like that takes time and-"
"'You can't make an omelette without breaking a few eggs'. Yes, I know," Dai Shi interrupted, quoting Minamoto. "But you and I both know that you did not spend all that time just taunting him."
"It was a festival and all work and no play makes me a dull boy," Minamoto justified. "Besides, we both got what we wanted, right?"
"Yes, after seeing the results of your plan, I suppose your performance was satisfactory," Dai Shi admitted. "You may leave now, Hundun."
Minamoto turned to step out of the throne room, but paused and turned back around.
"Just wanted to know something, Dai Shi-sama. I was wondering about Gaim, the one who has the power of the Azure Dragon. You said your plan needs all the Fiends and Sovereigns together, but last time I checked, Shiba-san pretty much shivved him and sent him off to the afterlife. So, how exactly are you going to execute your master plan without him?"
"Seiryuu? Don't worry about him. I have it all taken care of."
"...So, can I know how-?"
"Leave, Hundun."
Minamoto decided not to press his luck any further. He should stop while he was ahead. Otherwise, Dai Shi might do worse than what his brother had done to him, and it would be permanent. He gave a respectful bow and left the throne room to go see someone special.
Once alone, Dai Shi started to muse.
"Genbu is just starting to awaken, and Byakko has awoken but he's not quite there yet. Next is Suzaku. Hm...I wonder if I should send Taotie. No, he says he has business in Shoku. Well, Taowu seems awfully eager to visit Sou Gi."
Minamoto exited the throne room, entering a dark hallway lined with torches that were lit with purple Rinki flames. He had to admit that Dai Shi had appropriately intimidating decor for his evil lair. It really fit the whole evil overlord motif.
As he walked down the hallway, he took out three standard Lockseeds and started to juggle them. Since they took over Son Go, the Lockseed Distribution Department was theirs for the taking. They raided Masataka's entire stash of Lockseeds, which was substantial. So many different types of Lockseeds, from common Lockseeds to rare Lockseeds, and all the Lockvehicles they could ever want.
It was indeed a rewarding victory.
"Saver."
Minamoto stopped in mid-step when his alter-ego's name was called and he turned to see who had addressed him. He caught the Lockseeds he was juggling and put them away.
"Oh, it's you! Saji Genpou, right?"
Saji crossed his arms. At least the newbie knew him.
"That's right. I'm your senior."
Minamoto nodded.
"So, what did you wanna talk about, Genpou-sempai?"
"I heard about what you did in Son Go. Not only did you conquer the kingdom, you drove Zangetsu mad," Saji stated.
"Well, we're brothers and as the younger one, it's pretty much my job to drive my big brother crazy," Minamoto boasted.
"You seem to enjoy playing with him," Saji continued with an edge in his voice.
"Yeah, I did. Is there something wrong with that?" Minamoto replied flippantly.
"Tell me, what do you think power is for?" Saji inquired.
"Power? I guess to me, power just gives me more ways to have fun," Minamoto answered bluntly.
"You see power as a toy, a child's plaything," Saji scowled. "You don't even understand your true potential."
Minamoto cocked an eyebrow.
"You want to prove yourself so you're trying to get more power," Minamoto observed.
Saji blinked.
"How did you-?"
"I can read people. It's kind of a gift, really. How else could I have driven my Onii-chan over the edge? So, tell me, who is it that you really hate?"
Saji scowled.
"The Armored War Gods."
"They took something from you, didn't they? You had a chance at real power, but they blew it for you." Saji clenched his fists and Minamoto realized that he was on the nose. "If you want my advice, if you really want to get back at someone, you hit it where it hurts, with something personal. It's what I did. Anyway, I'm off to see a gorgeous lady and I hate to keep her waiting. So, good luck with what you're trying to achieve, Sempai! Ja ne!" Minamoto skipped away, humming a tune.
"Something personal..." Saji repeated under his breath. A dark idea was planted, blooming into a malicious plan.
Diaochan entered the training room and found Taiga in the middle of a kata. He was one of their new members and truly a frightening one as he willingly bonded with a parasitic demon (Bujin Gaim) for more power so he could defeat the Seiryuoh, Nagata Oda.
She remembered when she, Ukitsu, Shishi, and Saji had confronted Bujin Gaim. It had not ended well for them. As Bujin Gaim was too dangerous and not under Ukitsu's control, he decided to ally himself with the Armored War Gods to finish him off for good. However, Ukitsu actually planned to have Bujin Gaim captured so he could take control of him and use him as a weapon, but he was thwarted before he could get that chance.
Some may consider willingly bonding to a demon to be foolish, but not Taiga Shiba. He believed the power he received was worth the cost, even if it meant damning both his soul and humanity.
Taiga stopped his kata midway when he noticed Diaochan's presence.
"Can I help you?" he asked as he sheathed his sword.
"I just came to talk," Diaochan answered.
"What did you want to talk about, exactly?"
"I heard you chose not to kill Zangetsu. I want to know why, though. I mean, you killed Gaim, so killing Zangetsu wouldn't have been that hard."
"It has nothing to do with difficulty. I just didn't deem Zangetsu worthy enough for an honorable death."
Diaochan was not buying it.
"Worthiness? Really? And yet you killed those guards in Son Go."
"They were in the way."
Taiga was not telling the whole truth. Bujin Gaim actually urged him to kill Masataka, but he managed to resist. He saw that Masataka had potential and did not want it to go to waste.
After killing Nagata, he became bored and he was looking for another rival. He needed someone who could challenge him. What was the point of him practicing kendo if he did not have a worthy opponent? He hoped one of the other Armored War Gods could replace his original rival. The ones in possession of the power of the Sovereigns seemed like good candidates.
He planned to go and visit Shoku again. Perhaps there was someone there that could give him a good challenge. He heard that the power of the Demon Dragon could rival a Sovereign. Ryugen would no doubt want to avenge his fallen comrade, giving him a reason to fight Taiga.
Taiga's reasoning did not really matter to Diaochan. She was merely curious. She had her own mission to get back and soon. The group she had infiltrated in Sou Gi might be wondering where she had gone, so she could not be away for too long.
Taiga headed for the exit.
"Where are you off to now?" Diaochan asked.
"To see our prisoners," Taiga answered with a lecherous smile.
Diaochan grimaced in disgust as soon as he left. Most of the time, Taiga showed honor, which made him tolerable, but then there were times when Bujin Gaim asserted his influence upon his host.
Bujin Gaim was what remained of Nise and the man had tried to flirt with her before she showed him why it was a bad idea. After his death, all of his worst qualities manifested as a demon with all of Nise's memories but without any of his incompetence. He was actually pretty terrifying as well.
Not only was the demon vicious, it was also lustful and she learned that while possessing Gaim he had raped scores of women. Clearly, it had the same influence on Taiga. She did not have to wonder what Taiga went to see the prisoners for. She pitied them but she was glad that she would not have to suffer from his unwanted attention.
Inside a dungeon cell, the female guards of Son Go were huddled together to stay warm as they had been stripped of their uniforms, and left only in their undergarments.
Originally, they would've been Minamoto and Taiga's entertainment, but Kuma had offered them his willing working girls to take their place instead. Seeing nothing wrong with the arrangement, the female guards were spared from the Armored War Devils' lecherous attention. However, that did not mean the girls would be spared for long.
Fan, a female guard with long black hair tied into a ponytail at the base of her skull, woke up here along with her comrades. She and the rest of the female guards had been part of Sonshoko and Rikuson's security detail on the last day of the festival.
They had gone out, with Sonshoko allowing them to enjoy themselves while they remained vigilant for any dangers. It seemed that nothing would happen to ruin such a wonderful day. Even the parade was a sight to behold.
And then the explosions went off, and cheers of merriment quickly transformed into screams of terror. The panic spread like a wildfire as everyone tried to flee the scene and save themselves. The female guards ended up being swept away in the confusion, separated from their charges. Then more explosions went off, and the female guards went to try to regain order, helping people while looking for Sonshoko and Rikuson.
And then they were confronted by a man clad in dark clothing who captured them.
Fan shivered as she remembered how it happened. The man-no, demon-had tentacles growing out of his back. The disgusting appendages took the female guards by surprise and ensnared them. They tried to struggle, to fight back, but the tentacles held firm, even groping the girls and touching them in inappropriate places.
Fan remembered feeling a shock before losing consciousness. She then woke up in this cell with the other female guards, without their uniforms. It was clear what their captor's intentions were.
"So you're all finally awake."
Fan gasped as the demon stood before her, leering at her. She futilely tried to cover herself with her hands, to protect her modesty, but it was futile.
He opened the door to enter the cell and the girls all looked at him in fear, remembering how he had captured them previously. His voice warped, becoming distortedly demonic, as his next words filled Fan and the girls with dread.
"GoOd! NoW! LeT's hAve sOme FUN!"
With a terrifying and lecherous grin, the demon sprouted a multitude of tentacles from his back and reached toward them. The girls backed away to escape their reach but ran out of room.
There was no escape.
His tentacles grabbed them by their limbs to suspend them in the air. More tentacles slithered up their bodies like snakes, touching their bare skin. The girls cringed in disgust as the slimy appendages molested them roughly and then cried out as the prehensile limbs tore their undergarments to shreds.
They were going to be violated by the demon's tentacles.
There was no hope for them now.
"KYAAAAAAAAAAA! NOOOOOOOOO!"
Their screams were like music to the demon's ears, causing him to cackle horrifically.
"HAhaHAhehAHAhoAHoHAHAehAhaha!"
Shuyu woke up, disoriented, as she groaned. She found herself lying in a strange bed.
Not again...
It was a luxurious four-poster bed with a canopy, red curtains that could be closed for privacy, and a soft blood red silk bedsheet.
"Am I dead?" she wondered. She remembered everything that happened before she got here. She had betrayed the Go Faction and burnt her bridges with them. She remembered activating the Zakuro Lockseed and being torn to shreds by the explosion.
Was this Heaven or some form of Hell?
As Shuyu wondered where she ended up, the doors swung open, revealing Minamoto standing in the doorway. He had his arms spread wide like he was about to engulf her in a hug, with a big smile on his face.
"Honey, I'm home!"
He genuinely enjoyed Shuyu's company, so he had given her a modified variant of the explosive Zakuro Lockseed. Instead of killing her, the explosion was actually a cover as the Lockseed teleported her to safety.
Taken aback, Shuyu gasped and put her hand against her chest where it glowed red. She could not see it, but Minamoto could and he knew what it was.
Embedded in her body was her Zakuro Lockseed. This made his grin wider.
It was official.
She now belonged to him.
KRC: And that's the interlude for the villain side, which also set things up for the next arc. A lot was revealed here, and it also seems that Taiga has plans to visit Shoku while Saji will be going on a trip to go after the Armored War Gods. Now, who could it be that he hates the most? Anyway, I'm just glad that I was able to finish this chapter and I hope you guys enjoy it. Originally, the part where Minamoto survives was the post-A/N scene in Chapter 33, but that seemed too soon and abrupt. So, he's alive, Shuyu's alive and the female guards are now Taiga's playthings which is bad for them.
Oh, and a special bonus, an Omake. And speaking of Omakes, whaddya think of a 'Villain Award' for the AWD?
OMAKE: And Cut!
I sat in my director's chair and spoke into my megaphone.
"Alright, everyone! That's a wrap! Good job!"
The actors all let out a sigh of relief, and I could not blame them. I mean, this was a very emotional arc but it was a satisfying kind of relief as we finally made it through another story arc.
"Great job, tiger," I congratulated Masataka who returned my praise with a smile. He soon left with the rest of the cast to get lunch.
"Excuse me, Chrome-san," Fuyu addressed me. "I need to know about the fate of my character. I mean, am I dead?"
"Officially, your status right now is 'MIA'," I told him. "But I have not confirmed anything yet, so please be patient."
"Well, just don't leave any plot holes, OK? Sometimes leaving it a mystery does not always work," he advised me. He soon left to join the others for lunch. Nagata was cooking today, so it would be delicious. Since he would not be in any arcs anytime soon, he had ample free time to prepare delicious meals for everyone.
As the set was cleaned up so we could prepare for the next arc, I went online to look over my reviews.
Well, it was a bit of a disappointment as I was not getting as many reviews as I was before. It was a bit discouraging, but honestly, I'm at the point where I'm still doing this because there are people who still enjoy the 'Armored War Gods Saga'.
I did get some terrible reviews from a guy posing as others, taking advantage of the 'guest' review function. I mean, that had to be a bad idea. I knew the admins want more people to be able to review, but anyone can sign up and become a member. It was also free, so why put in that function? It will only be abused by anonymous reviewers who wanted to flame people for no reasons or for the fun of it as fire trolls.
Speaking of flames, wow, the stuff I had been getting really isn't all that constructive. It looked like someone with verbal diarrhea talking out of their butt. Honestly, if they could not provide constructive criticism, then they really should reflect on what they were doing.
I remembered getting some harsh and negative reviews in the past, but at least those had advice and suggestions that helped me improve. I was still a bit disappointed about not getting a whole lot of reviews like I used to, but I remembered that I write because I enjoy writing, not because I was begging for reviews.
It was a shame that Ten-Faced Paladin was not around as much to help me, but life goes on and so must the show. It was also too bad Pegarider and ShadowBladeKnight were busy as well, but they were able to help with some of the earlier chapters. I should be grateful for that. Even Gkoh is unable to help me any further, but at least he gives his support. And he also needs to work on the Hunt of the Armored War Gods movie too.
"Hey, Buster!" I called. "Are you and Goji done with the script yet?"
"It's on the table, Chrome!"
I looked at the script and notes for the next arc and smiled.
"Baron-Hen: The Phoenix Reborn."
I was so looking forward to this.
"Buster, let's get this done and stop flirting with Taishiji!"
"It's not my fault I find her attractive! Also, go get yourself a girlfriend for Lord Issei's sake!"
"I got the pizza and soda," Goji said as he arrived with the pizza and soda for the three of us. The crew all had their own food catered. He put them down on the table and I smiled as I grabbed a can of soda. Buster soon joined us. We popped open our cans of soda and raised them as we made a toast.
"To the next arc and more to come!" I announced. "Thanks to you, Goji and Buster, we're on our way."
