Hey everyone, hope you are all in good spirits! I am really enjoying the attention. 7,462 of you have read this so far. I only started writing nine days ago, back on the 10th. Before that, I wrote nothing, ever. With that, I want to thank all of you, for reading my thoughts. Everytime you read something, it doesn't matter what, there is always a piece of the soul of the human who originally wrote the story, article, review, what have you. At least, I would like to think that. So, while I am extremely happy for the views, I would like to ask a favor from all of you. Just one review, from each of you, (for those who haven't yet already). It can be just a sentence or even just a word. I truly get a lot out of reading your comments, it inspires me to wanna write more. Please, after you are finished with a few chapters, just share some of your love. Aside from all of that, please, enjoy continuing Issei's Folly. I plan on making this well over 100+ chapters, hence why I am taking my time with scenes. I want to maximize the character development while doing my best not to tread into convoluted territory. Without further ado, onward to Issei's Folly, Chapter Twenty-One, A better, good night?
Chapter TWENTY-ONE "A better, good night?"
Scene (Outside of Issei's bedroom)
As Raynare slams the door shut, Kalawarner just looks at her comrade with a blank stare. "Really, that's it? We just cave because we are apparently stupid and beleive the bullshit coming out of that devils mouth, from your facial expression earlier, I thought we were gonna throw down." Kalawarner's stare starts to turn into a look of a stirn older woman. Raynare then smiles. "Come on now Kala, you know me better than that. We are just going to let things play out for a bit, only until the perfect moment. Oh yes, that bjtch has no idea what she just opened." Kalawarner then starts to grin. At once, as they walk further down the hall, toward the spare room, "wahahahaha".
Scene (Inside of Issei's bedroom)
As the door was slammed shut, there was then an awkward silence. Issei looks at both Sona, then Tsubaki. "Wait, prepare for what? I don't get what you are playing at." The said teenager then shrugs in complete ignorance. Sona looks at Tsubaki, then her queen returns the look, both then nod. As if this was something planned out ahead of time, both girls begin to strip. Issei's jaw drops.
Scene (Somewhere else)
In a dark palace, somewhere far away, possibly another plane of existence, we see a main chamber. This chamber is adorned with victorian-gothic-era furniture, along with old paintings and tapestries. Sitting, in a throne like chair, we see a figure. This throne is black, biological looking and large. Much larger than the figure sitting on it. Finally, as the scene starts to become clear, we notice that this figure is a woman. Aside from the aura of darkness she gives off, her eyes are one of the first things noticed. Her eyes, like something from a horror movie.
Glowing red, bright red, but instead of normal black pupils, she seemed to have 3 pupils, in each eye, 6 in all. To make matters even more disturbing, the right eye contained 3 pupils that were in the shape of the number six, while the left eye, having the same number of pupils, was in the shape of a number nine. 666 and 999. The true mark of the beast. We pan out to an unbelievably beautiful goddess-like entity, clad in a long black trench coat, wearing a black leather short skirt, sitting at her throne, cross legged.
She seems to be staring at a computer tablet that she is holding to her face. We don't hear anything or see what is on the tablet, however. Looking at the woman's face, we can see the reflection of the tablet in her eyes. The reflection reveals a pulsing purple light, (while at the same time), we also see the woman's eyes start to widen. Not having an expression on her face at first, a half smile can now be seen. Then we see the woman, running a hand through her own long black hair as she seems to be deep in thought. She then takes her hand out of her hair, looking a bit surprised, she looks at said hand. What looks to be concrete dust seems to cake her hand. Sighing, she shrugs, "Can't be helped".
I know what you are going to say, "Chris, GODDAMNIT!, STOP WITH THE SHORT CHAPTERS ALREADY!" Well, I am off today and tomorrow, so you know what that means right? Calm down, more to come, very soon, today in fact, promise. PS if you leave me comments, I actually write faster ;)
