Sitting upon his throne, fist held against his cheek, he mulled over the Psionic message that he had received. His black sparkling abyss eyes held an enchanting quality that drew in the soul.
Running a hand through his long luscious jet black hair in exasperation, he couldn't help but question.
"Just how many Gamer Systems did your creator construct?"
Hmm, just one, it isn't exactly rare to have a different version of the Gamer System, some people obtained theirs by Gods, the will of the Universe, a bored being, etc.
Having his curiosity piqued, Tsuki could only accept the ceremonial request as he had never met another Gamer, much less people on par with him; or at the very least he was hoping that would be the case.
There was also the news of their child, Fenris Faust. Just what type of newborn was it that even he had been able to sense it?
Who knows? Maybe the child would rival him one day.
Aren't you like the strongest person in this multiverse? You're the third King for goodness sakes! You even beat the other two!
"It wasn't that simple, both Draco and Ezekial would have wiped me out if your creator hadn't intervened." Tsuki grimaced at the memory, it was a moment he would never forget, the time he got humbled and tossed around like a ragdoll.
Although, that was ages ago and he could rival their own strength by now, but he rather not find out.
Shaking away the trauma, he hummed, honestly he was bored; deathly so and he was curious, just how did he compare to his fellow gamers? Just how powerful was the child of two gamers? Was there delicious food?
There were too many factors that enticed Tsuki.
Sighing with an answer already and mind, he silently accepted as his eyes gazed towards the direction of the ceremony. With a simple smile he breathed, and without a sound he vanished.
It wasn't mystique, it wasn't flashy, it wasn't anything special, it was almost as if Tsuki's figure was erased by an eraser.
Opening the doors to the throne room, a male appeared, black like hair softly swaying with every step and motion; crimson pure eyes of the innocent shining with the gleaming sun. And around his neck was a pearly white apron, an exhausted and frustrated sigh escaped his mouth.
"Damn it, now I won't know what to cook." The male said, grumbling out at the revelation. Now Koneko would be (sexually) frustrated and that ended up with him cooking enough cookies to fill the heavens.
But where the hell could he have gone to?
His red eyes glanced towards the throne and then through time, drawing power enough to do so and acquiring the knowledge that was given to his lord, male marriage? Child? Other Gamers?
"Fuck that." He voiced out with a deadpan expression, he was named Kid for his stupidity but even he wasn't that stupid. Unfortunately, due to Tsuki's disappearance he had even more work on his plate.
The presence of Tsuki kept all enemies, wars, and deities at bay; his mere existence kept them on a leash as to speak. No one wanted to argue or fight with a guy who could wipe everything out with a mere glance.
And now that he was gone, the red eyed male would have another job to do.
Grinning viciously, the gods and demons of the multiverse collectively shivered; it was going to be a bloodbath.
It didn't take long for Tsuki to arrive at the ceremony, his sudden appearance without any force nor detection from any Gamer was an immediate oddity.
A small smile tugged at Tsuki's lips as he walked past by the gamers who were either too busy eating or raping some poor civilians in the vast world of Remnant; whatever, it didn't concern him and the invitation did say to do as such if they felt like it.
His eyes couldn't help show irritation as he felt their eyes on him lingering. Especially the male Gamers who drank in his femenine face and soft wavy locks with hunger. Yeah, he looked female. So what!?
Haha, you still can't do anything about it!
Maybe if someone had not locked it in to his very soul, he wouldn't be having this problem!
Tsuki could only sigh, his anger fading as the Gamer System mumbled a cute apology to which he accepted and grinned at, it was too difficult to make the System break out of her usual persona and show her true side.
As he passed by a few fights between gamers, he stopped in place
Turning to the left side at the wall stood a black-haired female, another Gamer but male holding her as her head was begrudgingly pushed against his chest.
His ancient black pool stared deep into luscious crimson one, said female's sole visible eye was narrowed into a glare as the male sitting beside her did his best to flirt; it was poorly attempted it seems, to Tsuki it looked like she would rip him apart any second.
'A Gamer with such power… ah, how terrifying'
He glanced in amusement at the entertainment all around him, seeing a particular Finn man nearly shooting someone's head off, he watched in curiosity at the scene. He smiled, it was nice to see such welcoming and wholesome interactions.
Oh well, if a Gamer dies… Well, wouldn't it be amusing to see how much XP he could gain?
Oh no no no, NO, listen here you stupid fucking waste of oxygen of an idiot, you are NOT getting my creator involved in this monstrosity.
And she's back.
'Ehhh, I haven't fought him but is he really that weak?' He instigated in an attempt to rile up the gamer system, he swirled the wine glass in hand, which he kindly borrowed (stole) from a passing Gamer who was too weak to notice.
No, he would slaughter everyone here.
Tsuki found himself doubting his strength for a full second, sure, the System was independent and wasn't limited to her Creator's strength. But surely he already neared the oh so grand Creator's level?
'Sure.'
Leaving no room for argument, he walked towards another location, specifically the two thrones.
His footsteps clapped against the dark materials, his eyes showed expectancy, Shiro and Kuro; how strong were they? How strong was their son? The fact that they had a biological son despite being both male-only made Tsuki contemplate infinity for a few hours.
Walking towards them, he was greeted to the sight of a small Fenris sucking on Shiro's man nipple, Tsuki would've questioned if not for the fact he had Gamer's mind and his numerous acting skills being dragged into play.
"Ah, Tsuki Satanachia, you actually came." Tsuki tilted his head, the sight caused Kuro to draw his eyes over Tsuki's feminine face. His pensive stare made Tsuki's left eye twitch, especially with Shiro humming in appreciation.
"Ah, you know about me?" Tsuki's light smile tensed, his body rigid as he was prepared to escape; he already had enough hostility with others because of his past actions.
"Quite difficult to not know a being like you." Ah, was that the reason why everyone was staring at him? Kuro's eyes glanced to his chest, his eyes narrowed dangerously.
Watching Shiro softly cradle Fenris against his chest, Tsuki grumbled, great they were weary of him. And here he thought he hid enough of his strength.
Feeling pressure increasing by the passing second, Tsuki reassured them with a smile, while decreasing his released strength even further.
"He won't be a problem, you have nothing to worry about." Accepting the answer with a tense look, the atmosphere in the room regained its tranquility. Tsuki took a look at the small boy who sucked on his mother's (Father's?) nipple.
The curious small icy blue eyes glanced at him, Tsuki's eyebrow quirked up in surprise.
'Not bad'
Fenris was growing at an abnormal pace, just his glance reminded Tsuki of some of the lower divinity and yet Fenris was just a child, there wasn't any doubt he would reach and possibly surpass Tsuki.
'Well, in my sealed state at the very least.'
Tsuki hummed as he decided on a gift, the Monocle? An advanced sword technique? No, Fenris could learn and acquire all of those and beyond. So with a wave of his hand over Fenris' body, he decided.
Give Fenris Faust Harem King's Luck?
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With a tap he acknowledged the command as Kuro grinned, that was definitely going to be helpful to his son.
Patting Fenris' black patch of hair, Tsuki gave a genuine soft smile at the smiling baby.
"Don't kill me one day alright Fen Fen?" To his surprise Fenris seemed to be nodding at his request, his lips twitched.
Aww, he loves you, now you won't get killed if does end up becoming stronger.
While he ignored the mocking tone of the Gamer System he decided to turn around and leave just as he shivered, he could feel the eyes of the parents hungrily staring down his body, he almost felt like crying.
He was male damn it!
They knew but they just didn't care.
Tsuki could only silently curse and cry as he went back to the ceremony, sitting in the corner of it all with irritation; he was also possibly hoping to change his feminine face features but that wouldn't be happening any time soon.