In between the two planes of reality and existence, lies a lone chess table. This is the only place where Dark and Light can ever be in close proximity with each other, but never touch. The Goddesses arrived and sat down with no exchange of words or glances, as they set up the pieces. The floor was a projection of the world itself. Where they overlook certain events as they play. Seconds passed when the set up has been completed. The Goddess of Darkness gave a suspicious look at the board.
"I don't recall ever having half of a peon before." She pointed at it, on the side of the board.
The Goddess of Light also noticed her own half and picked it up. "Eh. It's probably nothing." Flicked it and materialized a trash can for it to land. The other one does the same and replaced it to continue the game.
Let's settle down and get to know each other. We're both fucked anyways.
Norman is in the kitchen brewing coffee while looking through the rules from his handbook.
Rule #1: Rape is not allowed under any circumstances. Unless it's life or death.
"When the fuck is rape justified in a life or death situation? Probably a monster thing I'll never understand."
Rule #2: If a man ever disrespects or unintentionally harms a monster/angel, then said male has to do whatever task the monster/angel requests. If it's an extreme request like sex, then a hunt must be initiated. The Hunter declares their reward and whoever wins will claim it at the end.
"Extreme requests? Becoming someone's slave isn't considered extreme? Fucking hell man." He pours coffee and sugar in a cup.
Rule #3: An individual can enter the opposition's territory if they have a special permit. Failure to do so will result a week in detention. If you're male, a hunt will be started and it will only end if you go back where you belong or the captors are satisfied.
Rule #4: Only the Principals are allowed to initiate Hunts. Unless Rule #3 is in place.
Rule #5: More rules will be added throughout the year.
"These rules are vague as fuck. Like how long will it take for the captors to be satisfied? What if they're never satisfied? Fuck me in the ass." He grabs two more cups and fills it with coffee and sugar for his two roommates.
"Mmm~ I love the smell of coffee in the morning." He looks to his right, seeing the loli lamia yawning. She looks around. "Where's the breakfast?"
"I only made coffee. If you want food, there's the fridge and make yourself a sandwich or something." Taking a sip of his coffee, he hands over her cup.
"What!? I'll have you know, it is a great offense to not cook in the presence of a Fateburn!"
"So what you're telling me, is that because you've always had someone to cook for you, you don't know how to cook shit?" He smirks and she uses her tail to smack his face. Managing to keep both cups in balance, he leans on the dinner table. "The fuck's wrong with you!"
"That sharp tongue of yours is what got us into this mess to begin with. The least you could've done is make me food." She sits on the table and snatches her cup and drinks it. She recoils in disgust. "Ugh! This is too bitter. Add more sugar."
She slides the cup to him and he grips it, cracking it a bit from the pent up frustration. As he was pouring more sugar, an idea pops in his head and devilishly smiles. "Whatever you do, don't drink the milk from the jug." His remark confuses her and he gives the coffee back to her. "I mean it. Or else there's going to be a problem." He made his way to the guest room. Inside is Eliyah sleeping on the bed. He silently put his school uniform on and grabs his bag as he leaves.
"What are you doing?" Norman turns around and sees Eliyah with her white nightgown sitting up and stretching.
"Getting ready for class. I made ya a cup of coffee in the kitchen if you want." She looks at him weirdly.
"It's Saturday."
"Oh… Well I'll just walk around and get a feel around you know?" He didn't wait for her to respond as he opens the door to check up on Alice. "Bingo." As he expects, she is drinking the gallon of milk. Reverse psychology at its finest. Swiftly closing the distance, he smacks the gallon. Making the milk gush onto her face. While she is coughing and staggers, he mad dashes out of the room and locks the door to buy some time. Running down the hall, he stops as the monster in his way is Fateburn. "P-P-Principal!? What are you doing here?" He stammers.
"I'm here to check up on the current situation with you and your rewards. Hm?" She cups his cheek and takes a better look. "Is that a tail mark?"
"Uh, actually it's n-" Alice break through the locked door and Norman's blood runs cold as he feels the heavy murderous intent in her eyes. Not even thinking twice, he maneuvers around Fateburn and runs as fast as his legs can go. Alice is about to chase him down, but her mother grabs her.
"Let go of me!" She tries to pry herself from the grip, but her mom drags her back to the dorm.
"You and I are going to have a very long discussion about your childish behaviour. And this time I will make sure to deduct from your allowance from all the damage you've caused." She says as Alice is pleading and crying not to.
"Ahh…hah...hah, I think… ah… I'm good." Norman is on the floor catching his breath. Luckily for him, there is barely anyone at the hall due to it being extremely early on a weekend. Getting up, he pulls out his handbook and checks the map of the Academy. "Damn. This place is fucking huge. Where do I even begin?"
"Did someone need the Informant Broker to save their day?" Norman screams and jumps as he turns to face Amira.
"Fucking Christ! You trying to give me a heart attack?"
"Nope. Just information for anything on your mind. For a price of course. This business ain't cheap, you know?"
"Price! You expect me to pay you after all the shit you put me through? No fucking way!" He walks the opposite direction, but she got in his way.
"Okay okay! I'll make this ONE exception as an apology for everything I've done. Just don't get used to it." He rolls his eyes. "Now I've got the best info for your current situation. If you open up your map, you should see an overview of the entire academy, right? Well you see the building that's on the backyard? That's the Cathedral of Platitudes. Where everyone can change their jobs and races. You also shouldn't worry about getting raped. It's a neutral area and it's against the law to have sex or any sort of conflict in the building."
"Huh. Wait you can change your race? How the hell does that work?"
"If you want me to spill the beans, it'll be five dollars." He hesitates for a moment, but his curiosity gets the better of him and hands her the money. "I don't know. You might want to ask a Scholar for that. Oh! I just remembered I have to be somewhere. I'll see you later!" She slithers away.
"Hey wait! Dammit…There goes my lunch."
Norman had to take a moment and admire the building before him. A gray colored spike tower over as it protrudes mo-! "Wow! It looks like Notre Dame!" Yea, let's go with that. As this was the first time being outside, he turned to gaze the academy. It was humongous and bigger than the map gave it credit. The six floo-! "Wow! This looks just like Hope's Peak Academy!" Sure, let's roll with that too.
Upon entering the cathedral, the sound of the organ piano reached his ears. There was a red carpet from the entrance to all the way down of the room. The inside looked like any other church he has seen, which kinda disappointed him with how awesome the name sounded and the outside looked. The brown chairs are line up parallel to each other. There were a couple of students here, doing their daily morning prayer.
There were colored glass panels with the right side showing all the Archangels ordered by their ranking. On the left side, was the six ancestors, lined up next to each other to symbolize their equality. Both glassed walls make a pattern that leads to the middle of the room where there's a statue of both Goddesses with their back at each other. Alipheese Fateburn was facing towards the ancestors with her right hand extended with a stern look. Ilias stood proudly with her arms crossed and looking down at her subjects. Though her expression had a soft smile as if she was proud of them.
"Magnificent, is it not?" Startled by the voice next to him, he turned to face an elderly man with a gray robe, looking at the same statue. "I remember when our entire art club spent day and night, sculpting it with our blood, sweat and tears. Sixty-six years later and it still looks like it was made yesterday." He faces him, revealing a gray beard that seems to be trimmed and his hazel eyes having life to it, despite his age. "My apologies if I startled you. I just noticed your gaze fixated on our pride and glory."
Norman composes himself. "N-Not at all! I didn't even know it was even that old. You guys must really take care of this place."
He giggles. "You must be new here. What is your name?"
"It's Norman."
"Pleasure to meet you, Norman. I'm Father Gascon. Have you come for our morning prayer to the Goddesses?"
He looks away from him. "Actually, I've heard that you guys can change jobs and races. I was really curious how that even works."
His eyes sparks with joy. "Of course. Let's take a stroll around the campus." He follows priest. The morning rays of the sun hitting the scarlet sky as they walk.
"For as long as humanity has come to exist, the Goddess of Light herself, Ilias, has bestowed us the ability to change any kind of Jobs through us priest in the land. We can cultivate the light energy from her and alter the energy of others to fit whatever Job they choose. Now if you asked me how it technically works, I'm afraid only Ilias can give you the answer. We've all agreed it's something beyond our comprehension, but we use it regardless for it has no consequence. Now comes the interesting part! Monster girls and angels have a special kind of energy that allows them to change races. Of course, they can only change to their close relatives. If they want to change to a race outside of their boundaries, then scientists can rearrange their genetic make up. However, it's rare for them to go through with it as it is a very painful process."
"Can humans change race, as well?"
"Practically impossible. I won't say it's completely impossible, for there have been some cases of humans acting feral like Beasts. Nonetheless, there have been attempts to change and the results have been fatal. We are very fragile creatures, after all."
"Hmmm. If the ability to change Jobs come from Ilias, does that mean Monsters can't change Jobs?"
"No, they can still change. We've been copulating with them for millennia, that they're practically humans with monster traits." He gave a hearty laugh. "Well that's how I see it anyway. We'll chalk that up to one of the many mysteries of the world. Do you have anymore questions?"
"None at the moment. Man that's kinda a lot to take in."
"Through time and experience, most things will become clearer to you. Which reminds me, you've come to change your Job?"
"Yes!"
"Then let's head back to the cathedral and go with the procedure."
He nods and they both head back. In the cathedral, Norman is in front of the podium. "First, I will examine your current Job and the possible ones you can become." Father puts his hand on his head. Seconds pass and he finally removes his hand. "Good news, you've maxed out your Unemployed Job. Bad news is that it doesn't benefit you at all. Luckily for you, you can choose the four jobs available to you. Warrior, Magician, Thief and Martial Artist. Which would you like?"
Norman took a moment to ponder his choices. "I think I'll be Warrior. Been my go to class in MMOs and it hasn't failed me yet."
"Very well." He claps his hands together and was mumbling a chant. Norman could feel something coursing his entire body. He finishes whatever he was chanting. "You are now a Warrior."
"Really?" He examines himself. "I don't feel anything different."
He laughs. "Just go to the Warrior Trainer and he'll give you everything you need. Lucky for you, his lessons start two hours from now at the courtyard. Here I'll mark it on your handbook." Norman gives his handbook and he marks it on the map. "I recommend wearing something comfortable as the exercises will make you very sweaty."
Norman shudders at the thought of going back to the dorm. "It's all good. I can wash it after I'm done. It's Saturday, after all." The priest nods and someone desperately opened the doors. Looking back, Norman was taken aback from the clothes she is wearing. It is the girl from the other day that was next to Luka.
She is wearing a skin tight one piece suit, that really shows off her shapely body and her DD breasts. On the left side of her bosom, it has a yellow cross o it. She has a long blue skirt that went all the way down to her white shoes. she also has a blue priest hat with red gem. She wears white long sleeved gloves and is holding a staff with some weird gold surrounding a red orb on the tip.
"Sorry that I'm late! The alarm was set up for the next day." She says catching her breath.
"It is no problem, Sonya. It's not like you're keeping others waiting for the lesson." He laughs at his own joke. "Now that you're here, I would like to introduce you to the newest student that will be using the cathedral from now on. Norman, Sonya. Sonya, Norman."
She gives him a curious look. "You're that weird guy who asked for Luka the other day."
"H-hehe. He just looked familiar is all. Nice to meet you Sonya." He offers a handshake and she complies. The moment they touch, images of horrific beings of herself flashes before his eyes and they both let go. Terror is written across their faces.
"Are you both well?" The head priest asks worryingly, as they both looked like they've seen Beelzebub herself. Norman coughs.
"Y-Yeah. Just remembered I got to do Warrior things. Bye guys." He power walks out of the cathedral.
"What a weird lad he is." He looks at Sonya, who was still petrified. "Sonya, what's wrong!?" He touches her shoulder and she gasps, as if he broke a trance. "Are you ok? Did something happen?"
She eyes at the entrance where Norman just left and runs outside to pursue him. Ignoring the priest calling out for her.
Beggin-Madcon
"Hey! Hold it right there!" Sonya shouts. Norman glances back and starts running inside the academy.
"Pardon me! 'Scuse me!" As he said when passing by the students. He looks behind only to see her catching up fast. Shit! She's fucking fast! He picks up his pace and the hallway is clear for him to start sprinting. She takes off her skirt to run faster. Norman made a sharp right and saw the last person he'd want to bump into.
"There you are!" Said Alice now slithering towards him. Thinking fast, he went back from where he came from. Except she caught up and coil him up. "You're not going anywhere, you little shit. I'm going to make you pay for all the earful you've put me through." She says with venom on every word. However, underestimating his strength, Norman breaks free and pushes her off. In doing so, Alice collides with Sonya who just arrives the corner and they both fall to the floor.
Taking his chances, he runs further down the hall and pulls out the handbook for the map. Right around the corner is the gymnasium and he thought of hiding there for the time being. "Can't I get a break for a single day!?" He screams.
After sprinting a good minute, he arrives at the gym. It was empty and he scanned through the area a place to hide. That's when he spotted the closet door slightly open and made his way there. He closes the door behind him and locks it. He gasps when he hears a door slam open.
"What are you doing here?" Norman swiftly checks behind and found none other than Luka with a wooden sword on his right hand and small dummy on the other. He is wearing a simple white shirt, black sweatpants and brown Converse.
Norman gestures for him to be quiet. Someone, which he guessed to be Alice, is trying to open the door. She went on for seconds, which their anxiety grew ever tense as it passed. With a frustrated grunt, she gives up and leaves the gym. Norman didn't realize he was holding his breath the entire time and takes deep breaths. Luka still wanted to know what was going on.
"What was all that about?"
"I guess you deserve to know after all that." Norman filled him in on everything that happened since early that day. Obviously leaving out the disturbing imagery, as he isn't even sure himself.
"I still find it weird that Sonya would chase you. I mean, I know she can be pretty assertive, but not without reason. Oh no, don't tell me you commented on her priest outfit?"
Norman thinks long and hard for any excuse. Then slightly remembered, when she was on the floor, she had no skirt and it revealed her black garterbelt. Showing off those delicious thick thighs. His mouth waters at the thought and he snaps back, when he notices Luka giving a weird look.
"Can't say I have. Maybe she was on her period or something." Scratching his head out of habit and tries to change the subject. "So what were you doing here?"
"I'm just getting ready to warm up my Warrior skills before class start."
"Well ain't that something. I just changed to Warrior to get some training going. You mind if I join you?"
Luka becomes excited at the idea. "Absolutely! It's better than training with a dummy." He points at the dummy and they both giggle. They exit the closet and make their way to the courtyard. "By the way, I never got your name."
"It's Norman."
"Nice to meet you Norman. I know I've said it before, but my name's Luka." He extends his hand and Norman became a bit hesitant after what happened earlier, but his Puerto Rican pride gets the better of him and shakes the hand.
"...Oh. Nice to meet you Luka." He is relieved nothing horrific happened. Luka in his mind, chalks up his awkwardness to lack of friends.
"I'll teach you a couple basics and don't worry about Sonya. I'll clear up any misunderstanding you both had. Though I can't say the same for Alice."
"Never expected you to. That's something I'll have to handle on my own." Luka nods. Respecting his responsibility.
Along the way, they take a moment to lookout for the girls before proceeding. "Hope you don't mind me asking, but where are you from?" Luka asks.
"I was born and raised in Puerto Rico. La isla del encanto. I moved here in America back in twenty ten."
"Wow. I hear it's a very beautiful place. My family and I are going next summer to visit."
"Well I don't know what you've heard, but I think it's overblown. Sure, there are places that are very beautiful, but that's anywhere really. It's practically a third world country, with how shit everything is over there. You get shanked for five bucks in broad daylight and no one saw anything. I hear Coqui girls are a good lay, though I've never seen one."
"What do you mean?"
"They're shy creatures and don't reveal themselves in public. We only hear their croaks, which is the lullaby of the island. Don't even ask me how they manage to fuck someone. Not even the people who have sex with them even knows. The explanation is that once they find a person, they use the lullaby to hypnotize us and fuck us somewhere secluded. Once done, the man just wakes up in the middle of nowhere naked."
"Ilias. Isn't that very worrying and dangerous?"
"Nah. There have been no records of people dying from them. Not like they kidnap anyone either. It's a literal one night stand. Which is very funny, when you see random naked men in the middle of the street."
The students are now noticing their antics and feel sorry, as they aren't being conspicuous at all. That didn't stop them from trying. Then Devil Trigger was playing very loudly out of Norman, which they freak out. He fiddles around his pocket and answers the phone.
"Hola Ma."
"Ilias lo bendiga mi cielo."
"Bendicion. Como va?"
"Aquí haciéndole almuerzo pa Izzie y DJ. Como te va en la escuela? Esos monstruos no te tocaron él pipi, verdad?"
He laughs nervously. "Claro que no! Más, estuve aquí por solo un dia. Yo voy ahora coger clases de Gue-" Someone snatches his phone and turns around angrily. His mood quickly change to fear when it was Alice.
"Hello? Norman, que paso?"
"Hi. This is the future Monster Lord speaking. Am I speaking to his mother?"
"Yes. What happened to my son?"
"Well your son is in trouble for going against royalty and he will be punished for his crimes."
"Que que!?" Even when she wasn't on speaker, everyone heard her rage clearly. Making Alice's ear hurt. "What did he do?"
"He poured milk all over my face and he refused to make amends."
"I know my son and he would never do something like that unless you provoke him. Did you do something wrong to him?"
"No! I didn't do any-"
"Did you DO something to him?"
"I-I…" Despite literally being across the country, Alice is intimidated by her powerful voice. "I slapped him for not making me breakfast."
"Mira lo que te voy a decir ahora. If I hear that you so much as touch his hair again, I will personally fly over there and talk to your parents for your bad behavior. Do you understand?"
"B-But w-"
"Do you understand?"
"Y-Yes…"
"Good. Now pass the phone to him."
Alice passes the phone to him. With hesitation, he grabs it. "Hello?"
"Pero Normy, que te pasa? No ha pasao un dia y ya te estas metiendo en problemas? No pudistes hablar con él principal o algo?
"Pero ma! Es que-"
"No quiero escucharlo. La próxima vez, te voy a sacar de ahí y vienes conmigo a buscar una escuela de humanos. Me entendistes?"
"P-Pero m-"
"Me entendistes?"
"S-Sí…"
"Bueno. Yo estoy aquí terminando. Que lo pases bien. Te llamo más tarde. Bye."
"Bye." He hangs up the phone. Norman and Alice are now depressed after getting scolded. Luka is now feeling the awkward atmosphere.
"H-How about we skip the training and just get something to eat?" He suggests. Norman and Alice nod and they all head to the cafeteria.