Story 1: Through the eyes of the Reaper

-Hades-

A feminine figure cloaked in a black coat was holding a scythe while looking at the duo that recently landed in her domain. She knew their names as Lazarus and Merlin, two humans that, in the dimension they came from, were ruthless and shrewd crime bosses.

The two men were putting back on their tailored suits as a wave of fatigue washed over her. She internally sighed as she started:

"Let me clarify, so that this event can be properly managed."

The two men were standing at attention as her voice boomed through their mind. Even if they were used to danger,

"You were operating your gambling den."

Fearing they would lose more than their lives, they answered at the same time. "Yes."

"As you were running your games, the succubus queen ended up losing everything she had."

"Yes."

"So she offered her body to pay up her debt."

"Yes."

"And you accepted, fully aware of the consequences the ones that cross her path suffer."

"Yes."

"Get out."

"Who are-"

"Get. Out." She hadn't even raised her voice, which actually strengthened her authority.

The men scurried away inside the magic circle, before being teleported back with their memories of the recent events erased. As they disappeared, Reaper began weaving the spell that would allow undoing the most recent accident.

- Pocket Castle-

"U-Uncle Lazarus?"

Luka, Alice and Sonya and the Pope entered the bedroom where Lazarus was last noticed. They wanted to know about the reasons why he tried killing the Pope, and as such get a larger picture of his actions.

Sonya was looking at the dried body laying on the bed, aghast, while Alice was glaring at the naked succubus still straddling it.

Alma Elma chuckled awkwardly.

"Oops, I guess I got carried up a bit"

Luka delicately took the priestess's hand to take her away from the gruesome scene, launching a mean "we'll talk about it later" look at the succubus queen. At the same time, the Pope facepalmed and groaned.

"We will not learn anything more from him. Wait, where is Merlin?"

As Alice wandered around her lower body hit something on the ground. It was a small shoe, with its superior part being half dissolved and covered in mucus. Taking a deep breath, she pinched the bridge of her nose:

"Oh, for the love of The Founder, ALMA-"

"He asked me to do it."


REWIND

Her job done, Reaper stepped away, authorizing herself an ever so short moment of satisfaction over a work well done. She produced a glass of wine from under her cloak, and proceeded to take a long gulp as she went back to scrying the content of the pocket castle.

She saw a man wearing nothing but underpants wandering around. The fact that this was his choice of attire in an area filled with bored, possibly horny monsters told already much about his survival instincts. Or maybe he was aware, which made it worse...

He entered the room where the royals were usually discussing their matter. He knew they were currently away, back in their respective country, but he could still hear a girl talking.

"Oh, I know, the hero didn't take with us, but isn't it a fantastic adventure Mr Beary ? This is as much fun as that time in the tavern with Heinrich."

The girl was wearing a green dress with a low cut neckline, and was wallowed on a table speaking to a teddy bear. Even through the lense, Reaper felt a shiver run through her spine when she was looking at the disguised yoma.

The monster's senses picked up the newcomer. She turned unnaturally fast toward him, and smiled.

"Oh, my, are you looking for something?"

"Jackpot!"

This was going to be a looooong day.