My god I vastly underestimated how busy I was going to be h. Like I thought I was busy last chapter but I twas but a fool lmfao. Don't worry, my motivation for this fic hasn't waned in the slightest and in a way, it's probably helping me prevent burn out but yeah, for the time being I'm afraid the semi-regular updates are no longer guaranteed. I am seeing this arc out to the end however because there's no way I can let my plans stay only on my head nooo.

Anyways enough about that, a 9k word chapter awaits!

Special thanks to Prophellwinter and Speedcar for beta reading this chapter. I hope you all enjoy reading!

Chapter first posted: 17/10/22


Patching together, patching together, patching together, patching together, patching together, patching together, patching together, patching together, patching together, patching together, patching together, patching together, patching together, patching together, patching together, patching together, patching together, patching together, pat-

The patchwork was only woven to contain so much, yet more and more stuffing was forced into the self. It burst out of the yarn. Innards out, the patchwork slowly tore itself apart, but the patching was a compulsion. Even if the thread got tangled within the stuffing and matted, 『The Weaver』 would dedicate their entire time to patch everything together.

And, so dedicated to their work, they shut the door to the outside world. They would be undisturbed in the textile shop of their mind.


...Well. Well well well, so well- this was certainly new.

"Reid Astrea, thou doth not understand what you are doing."

"I don't wanna fuckin' 'ear it from you! Move. I won't say it again."

They were currently a bystander to a confrontation between living legends. The 『Divine Dragon』 stood in the 『Sword Saint's』 way. Its eyes were focused, determined, and yet ever so slightly betrayed remorse and guilt.

"Mineself shall not." Its' answer was a resolute no. "Mineself can not allow thou to proceedeth any further."

"..."

A single deep breath was all that was given in response as the man shook his head. And then, in a quiet voice, the final bond between the two ancient heroes was severed.

"...Guess we are doin' this, huh."

Slash

In an instant, Reid Astrea had drawn his blade and aimed straight for Volcanica's neck. It was a blow that not even they were fully sure if they could have dodged, but the 『Divine Dragon』 threw itself out of the way with a violent yet rehearsed blast of wind magic. It wasn't as if Volcanica had reacted to the strike, more so they anticipated it, down to its very angle, speed and power. They could instantly tell that the 『Divine Dragon』 knew their opponent very well.

Undeterred, Reid struck again, not with chopsticks but with a sword, yet within those few fleeting moments less than even a second, the 『Divine Dragon』 responded with an attack of its own. They could feel intense amounts of mana being suddenly devoured from the atmosphere, all instantly converted into a complex spell that they had never seen before. Volcanica gave it no 『Name』 - it did not even speak - yet their experience and intuition from their countless battles told them what had just happened.

Yin Magic. They'd long since known that it could manipulate gravity to some extent, yet the 『Divine Dragon』 managed to freeze the 『Sword Saint's』 arm in place mid-swing. It was only for an instant, but that instant was all Volcanica needed before unleashing a devastating gale of wind towards Reid Astrea, sweeping the 『Sword Saint』 clean off his feet and out towards the horizon. Wordlessly, the dragon opened its wings and took off after Reid, leaving them behind.

"..."

"...And we wanted to fight that thing?!"

"We still want to, wish to, really desire to, really crave to- but, but we aren't going to let 『Greed』 ruin our Sister's plans ~tsu."

Lye Batenkaitos had to withstrain themselves from rushing out after those two utterly gourmet dishes. Aside from their hero, Reid Astrea, the first 『Sword Saint』, and Volcanica, the 『Divine Dragon』, were perhaps the most 『Gourmet』 individuals the Sin Archbishop had ever laid eyes on. Such power, such history, such texture! They could perhaps even sate their hunger alone! Devouring the meal of a true dragon nearly as old as the world itself or the meal of the finest swordsman to exist, ah~ah they would be truly, so truly sating.

Yet, Lye knew restraint, unlike their meathead of a brother. The allure of an even greater dish laid out in waiting, only mere moments separated Lye from the unveiling of the greatest dish lying in wait-

The dish of Natsuki Subaru.

They understood their tastes and preferences well. Uniqueness was the spice of life and the ingredient that separated the 『Gourmet』 from the garbage. Lye Batenkaitos was a connoisseur; for all food, they demanded only the best.

It was partly why Lye had enjoyed that utterly delicious beer the 『Sword Saint』 had brought into the 『Pleiades Watchtower』. Even if they were more of a wine person than anything else, the Sin Archbishop was not one to say no to a fantastic beverage.

For memories, the best flavours came in the form of experiences and emotions. Each mix of ingredients would result in a slightly different taste depending on their combinations, concentrations and chronology. Devouring memories allowed for tastes to change mid-consumption as their tongue decrypted the story locked inside those 『Gourmet』 meals. A boring life with no twists or turns, no conflict, and no catharsis would taste bland, unchanging as it danced upon their tastebuds.

No, what Lye valued were those dishes that could cycle between various rich and intoxicating flavours, and they knew that Natsuki Subaru's dish would display all but the richest of those. The 『Gourmet』 had become an excellent judge of a meal's contents prior to sampling the dishes over the years. This judgement was what had led the Sin Archbishop to never devour a meal not suited to his standards.

Or well, that was true until a year ago.

But even though that man - they refused to acknowledge him with anything more - had a disgusting taste- oh how delicious, how sweet, how tasty, so wonderful, so delectable, it really was delectable, utterly 『Gourmet』 were the emotions that came while consuming that meal. Not from the meal, but from themselves.

The catharsis they tasted and experienced on that night was perhaps the closest they had gotten to tasting themselves.

The thoughts were brought to a sudden stop as a wooden plank smashed against their head.

"Uuua! Ow! Oi oi oi oi oi what are you-"

"Pfft. Gyahahahahahaha!" Oh. So that's why their instincts didn't alert them to the attack. "The look on your face- pfft!" Roy Alphard was cackling, lurching forward in laughter - the wooden splinters of the floorboard torn from the ground littered near their brother.

"Ey ey ey! That wasn't very nice!"

"Oh, but the look on your face Brother ~tsu! Your drool was violating the floor- how refined of you! Pfft!" Roy cooed.

"Can't you find a better way to pass the time, you meathead!?"

Honestly, sometimes they almost wanted to beat their brother ever so slightly senseless. 『Od』, they were so annoying, so frustrating, so petty, so childish, such a brat, no- just a complete brat, they knew they were a brat. Their month together within the watchtower had taught Lye a lot about their brother, for better and for worse.

And yet, somehow this, truly this, was an improvement. Roy was a braindead meathead whose practice of 『Gluttony』 required an apology to the very concept of food, drink and a good meal for how he utterly, so completely desecrated it with his moronic, lustful, 『Bizarre Eating』 that crammed whatever garbage was strung along the way into their mouth. And yet, at least they seemed truly happy for once.

Lye was all too aware as to the reason why this was such a rare occasion; they weren't an idiot. However, there was little they could do about it now, especially after Regulus died. With Regulus gone, Capella became the new Head of the Witch Cult because 『Od』 forbid the Cardinal of Sin properly lead their group - Lye had utterly no idea as to what that witch even did the majority of the time.

Still, even they had to admit that there wasn't really a better choice. Sirius managed to get herself captured, Petelgeuse and Regulus were gone, their sister had more pressing concerns, the Cult was doomed if their brother began to lead it, and they had little desire to lead themselves. Thus, it left Capella as the only choice left. She and Regulus were the only ones who even wanted the title of Head anyways.

But honestly, they believed, very much believed, that the position should have gone to one of the Bishops instead, hierarchy be damned. At least 『Greed』 could manage financ- wait no, they were in her pocket as well. -At least 『Sloth』 was- no wait, they were ordered to kill 『Sloth』 by the Gospel. They still didn't think it was worth it. 『Lethargy』 was an interesting power, yes, but it was a waste of the Bishop's potential, yet even Lye would not disobey the Gospel.

...Come to think of it, maybe there wasn't a better option. 『Pride』 died a year ago, 『Gluttony』 and 『Lust』 were both in Capella's clutches, 『Wrat-

Lye wasn't exactly a fan of where the Witch Cult was heading.

They had to shatter the second incoming floorboard Roy was about to bash into their head.

"If you could not," Lye deadpanned, "that would be great, truly great, really great, yes?"

"Then stop spacing out, bonehead!" Roy shot back, evidently annoyed and a little disappointed that their wanton violence of a 'prank' had failed. "We should get moving already, idiot!"

They shook their head, "Sister said to wait and ambush our hero ~tsu. Surely even you can wait for a fe-"

"No." Roy deadpanned, already walking swiftly towards the stairs.

"Wow. You're hopeless, you know?"

"Don't care. We're hungry."

"Go up there, and we will coat all your meals in vinegar, mustard, and honey all at once. Don't make us do it again."

Wordlessly, Roy walked away from the stairs.

Thankfully, even their brother wasn't so much of a lost cause that he'd accept eating that utter catastrophe of a combination.

"This is going to be so so so so so so so so so boring. Greeeeeaaaaat." Roy sarcastically clapped his hands. "Thanks, brother."

"It's not our fault that you are too inept to entertain yourself ~tsu."

"Sure." They rolled their eyes, "Like you're any better."

This time it was Lye's turn to laugh, "Oh? Is that a challenge ~tsu?" A shit-faced grin manifested itself upon 『Gourmet's』 lips.

"Try us. We bet you'll lose, stupid brother ~tsu."

"And what are you betting," They inquired, "will be betting, should be betting, betting to lose, actually just give us your betted bet already because we would win this bet."

"We'll eat as you do for a day, and if we win, you'll have to eat as we do. Deal?"

...Well. Well well well well well well well. So well, very well, well well welly well-

-This was now a matter of life or death for Lye Batenkaitos.

They'd rather die than ever eat as their brother did. In fact, no. They'd just flat-out die from eating that way in the first place.

But the urge to prove their brother wrong outweighed the fatal possibilities. Backing out wasn't an option; the only option was victory.

"Deal."

And so, whilst 『The Weaver』 drowned in his thoughts in the library above, a competition of life and death began between the two 『Gluttonies』.

...Because 『Od』 forbid having to abide by someone else's terrible food takes.


It was only a slight movement, but it told her everything she needed to know.

"Jeez, are you finally awake?"

Hmm, well that was kind of a rhetorical question. Shaula knew that her Master was most certainly awake now, absolutely. She'd only been staring at his sleeping body for nearly thirty minutes, but even then, she could pick up on the slight change in his breathing, indicating that Master had woken up from his impromptu book-napping.

Except no, Master was trying to mess with her- that had to be it, yep! She knew he was awake, but Master still kept his eyes closed and didn't respond. But, Shaula was no fool, most certainly not! She didn't extensively study Master's knowledge of Ace Attorney only to be fooled by the ol' fake sleep schtick, nuh-uh! Detective Shaula was too good to ever be fooled!

Then again, Master's tales of the infamous gang piloting the "Mystery Machine" always left her guessing as to who the culprit could be, so perhaps she wasn't the absolute best at her field. But it was good enough! If she wasn't the best, then she'd be the uh- the uh-

-Hmm, she'd have to get back to that one later.

But anyway! The point still stood that Shaula knew exactly, positively what was going on! She didn't even hear 『Inner Shaula』 critique her choice this time- now that was progress, mhm!

So, naturally, she joined in with the fake sleep act. There wasn't really a spare chair for her to mimic the exact pose of Master, but there was a floor, and people sleep lying down, right?

Admittedly, Shaula didn't know too much about sleep. Technically she didn't even need to sleep, so she often didn't. Sleep was bad; she didn't like sleeping, especially the dreams. Dreams were really weird, mhm. So she didn't sleep if she could help it. Sleep was for the weak anyways!

But fake-sleep? That she could do. She was totally a professional at fake sleeping. She would show Master how to pull off a convincing sleep act for sure!

"Snore, snore..."

See, totally convincing! Master hadn't even stirred or noticed her act! He was none the wiser. Victory for Shaula!

...

...Uh, Master must've been committed to his act! Jeez. She didn't even think that this would turn into a longevity contest. But Shaula can work with this; she was by far the most patient woman to exist - she had to be! There was no way she'd lose to Master in this competition. No way!

"Snore, snore..."

...

Shaula had been very sneakily eyeing Master with her left eye, yet he still hadn't moved one bit! But that wasn't how people slept! Didn't they toss and turn a whole bunch, mutter spooky things, and sometimes even scream!? Master was doing it all wrong, mhm!

-Wait! She'd been doing it wrong too! Gah! She just totally followed Master's lead instead of actually replicating sleep! Well, Master is right nearly a hundred percent of the time, but this was totally one of those rare cases where he was wrong! He hadn't been wrong for an entire half an hour, after all, so the odds for this being the case are high! Why else would she feel that something was wrong if it weren't for that?

So, Shaula set about mastering the art of sleeping. She tossed and turned, mumbled spooky things and screame-

"Ow!"

She'd tossed and turned so much that she rolled into a bookcase that collapsed onto her body.

It didn't actually hurt her that much, but it hit her nose! That's like everyone's weak spot, unfair! She had half a mind to vapourise that bookshelf, but 『Inner Shaula』 didn't like that idea very much. Probably because she was still faking being asleep? Yes! That had to be it.

So instead of moving out from the collapsed pile of books, Shaula just lay underneath it.

"Snore, snore..."

Nonetheless, she was still committed to her fake-sleep impression.

Due to her A-class acting skills, the books in the pile were one by one dislodged and fired across the room thanks to her tossing and turning - the bookshelf itself soared gracefully just over Master's head! - so she was free of the pile soon enough. Her nose still stung though. The next time she fought someone, she was gonna totally punch their nose so they could experience her discomfort! It wasn't fair that she was the only one who had experienced it! Not Master though; that would be blasphemy!

Probably Reid then. Yes. Reid would be the perfect choice to be hit in the nose! She was already grinning at the thought.

Wait, people don't grin in their sleep. Drat. She'd lost! No!

...Darn. Master wins again.

Sighing, she got up from the ground.

...

...Uh wow. Master was really committed to fake sleeping. He was even mumbling now! Didn't he know he'd already won the competition? Silly Master.

She walked over to poke him - that usually woke people up. When that poke didn't work, she tried another. And another. And another.

...

Oh! She saw, now. Master was trying to see how long he could resist Shaula's Waking-Up-Master Technique™️! Well, she was happy to oblige.

Taking a deep breath to prepare herself, she began her onslaught.

"『Ten Thousand Pokes』! Bambambambambam!"

The sound effects were absolutely necessary.

Within seconds, Shaula's fingers were flying. She poked every single part of his body- nearly every single part of his body. Some were either too sensitive to be prodded or forbidden to do so. But! She'd unleashed a secret technique passed through the centuries upon Master! Being jabbed by two hands, ten times a second, in nearly every direction, there was no way he'd continue to be asleep for much longer!

Well, 『Ten Thousand Pokes』 was a bit of a lie. Often, Shaula never actually got to execute the full ten thousand, as that would take nearly seventeen minutes! Maybe if she had extra hands, she'd be able to stay true to her marketing, but what were they going to do about it? Sue her? Hah! Shaula was above the law! No- She was the law! And the law finds her not guilty. Case closed.

...

The pokes slowed down.

No, no. Something still seemed off. Even though she ignored 『Inner Shaula's』 catastrophisation, maybe they had a point for once. Master was acting out of character here. He can barely sleep at all! How could he be so good at fake sleeping when he had next to no experience? So, maybe this wasn't fake sleep at all.

Hmm. Maybe-

...The thought trailed off.

Wait- wait. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. That's it. Shaula had been so distracted by the fake sleep that she very nearly forgot that they had a protocol for this sort of thing. Still, that was normally when Master started screaming and bashing his head in. Unless-

Unless Reid's life was so traumatising to experience that he entered a catatonic state! Agh! 『Od』 forbid, that was a fate worse than death! Having to spend a lifetime with Reid was a punishment reserved only for people who cheated in card games, like Geuse! Master didn't deserve that terrible fate!

...Where did Geuse go anyway? He knew how to cross 『Sand Time』, yet she hadn't seen him for a hundred years. Why was he fighting himself not to go? That was totally weird!

-Right. Master. She was a little scatterbrained today.

"Hellooooooo?"

She went to wave a hand in front of Master's face- only to realise that his eyes were closed, so that wasn't going to work. Thus, she delicately opened his eyes so Master could notice her hand.

...

But something wasn't right. He still didn't notice her hand, even after Shaula opened his eyes! He wasn't blind, was he? Hopefully not. Master not being able to gaze upon her perfect form would be disastrous!

She bent down to get a closer look into his eyes, just to make sure.

...

"...What?"

-Why did they now appear so empty?


"And that ~tsu, is how you make a Bloody Mary!"

Lye Batenkaitos set the cocktail down upon the makeshift bartop. It wasn't as high quality as the Sin Archbishop was used to, thanks to the 『Pleiades Watchtower』 not exactly being constructed for a bar, but they were able to make it work.

"..."

Roy wordlessly took a sip of the newest cocktail that was slid towards them. They certainly hadn't expected their brother to possess the same tolerance for alcohol as they did. It was new to be on the other side of that. For so long, so many gatekeeping grown-ups kept trying to refuse them drinks, even though they were far, far more knowledgeable about the topic than any of them. They'd eaten their fair share of bartenders over this.

"It's better than the last one. We'll give you that." Roy replied, setting the now empty glass back down. It was an improvement from the first few glasses that Roy smashed against the floor like some sort of untamed animal. "...But where are you even getting all of these ingredients from?"

"That's a trade secret ~tsu."

Lye's plan to win the bet was to introduce their meathead of a brother to their unrivalled skill of drink-making. Considering how nearly no one among their fellow Sin Archbishops could even comprehend what a hobby was - all except for Regulus surprisingly enough, yet his collecting wasn't something they held an interest in - the mundane would be enough to blow Roy's mind. Or at least that was what Lye had believed, yet his brother wasn't exactly fascinated. They weren't bored, but to say that Lye had won the bet would be a stretch, and they knew it.

"Brother," Roy said, "why did you waste your time on learning," they gestured towards the makeshift bar with an incredulous look, "this?"

"We don't see why our authority has to be used solely for fighting, yes?" Lye replied as they began to prepare yet another new cocktail, pulling out his stored ingredients - utilising the technique of the blue oni maid. They were still rather annoyed at themselves as to how they never bothered to bring actual food with them using that. Only cocktail ingredients. "While we agree that fighting is a thrill, such a thrill, certainly is a thrill, an amazing thrill, absolutely a thrill- too much of the same thing leads to life becoming stale. We've explored so many aspects of life that the average person passes up on and have mastered them all ~tsu! Bartending, cooking, sword fighting, fishing, sculpting and even rap-!"

Lye's passionate lecture was cut off abruptly. "We swear to 『Od』 if you even think about rapping again, we will actually murder you, brother."

"Eh, eh? What's wrong with our rapping?"

"What's wrong with- are you serious?!" Roy exclaimed. "Do you even hear yourself when you 'rap'?!"

Oh no, no no no no no Lye wasn't having this. Nobody dissed their rapping. They were about to lay out Roy to dry.

"Yo, yo, my bro' dissin' rap. You ain't got anything- finna wanna scrap?"

"Oh my 『Od』..."

"My rhymes, they set the world on fire. My lyrics always pull through when it's down to the wire."

Roy cradled their head in their hands. Lye was not deterred.

"Multitasking hobbies? That's me, the big B! B for Batenkaitos and no one bat an eye cos',"

"That doesn't even make sense!"

"I'm an unknown, underground, mysterious rapper, yeah. But even out of the spotlight I still do be the highlight, yeah-"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP, LYE!"

Roy threw their glass directly into their face.

Lye was unphased.

"You don't never gonna get anywhere close to me, yeah-"

CRACK

Roy ripped out the entire bartop and slammed it down onto Lye's skull. The Sin Archbishop was driven to the ground as they rubbed their head in pain. Rude. They were only trying to express themselves.

"What did you do that for! We were just getting warmed up!"

"Lye," Roy took a deep breath, "you should kill yourself, NOW!"

Roy was seething. Their face was red, equally from secondhand embarrassment - for some reason Lye couldn't comprehend - and irritation.

"Ey, ey, ey, ey, ey, ey, ey, ey, ey, ey! That's uncalled for!"

"No! That was torture! We'd rather be fucking flambeed than listen to your abhorrent, terrible, inept, atrocious, hideous, horrendous, piece of shit rapping!" Roy hollered, stomping his foot so hard that the floorboards underneath bent. "Your lyrics were idiotic, your rhymes were nonsensical, your flow was nonexistent, your delivery was ridiculous- it was shit! We've heard dying Wolgarms rap better than you, Lye!"

"You're just jealous." Lye deadpanned.

" Jealous?! Jeal- excuse me?!" Roy spluttered incredulously. "What is there to be jealous of?!"

"See? Jealous." Lye shook their head. "You can only dream of reaching our rap game, Roy."

"Are you delusional?!"

Lye was undeterred by Roy's comments. Their brother knew nothing about the intricacies of rap, so of course, they wouldn't get it.

Roy just sighed. "Why weren't you chosen for 『Pride』 instead?"

"Just because we don't have a crippling insecurity like everyone else doesn't mean we are Prideful, brother."

"Uh-huh."

"Don't you, 'Uh huh' us, pasta muncher!"

The previous emotions that displayed upon their brother's face were wiped away, only to be replaced with perhaps the most confused expression Lye had ever seen.

"...What?"

"Don't tell us you don't know what pasta is."

"...No. We know that ~tsu. It's that weird, food from Kararagi that feels out of place."

"Then why do you look so confused, brother?"

"What is 'pasta muncher' meant to mean?"

Lye scoffed. "It means that you're one of those uncivilised barbarians who chews pasta instead of gulping it. Seriously, Roy, we pity your taste buds ~tsu."

Unbeknownst to Lye Batenkaitos, their words lit up a powder keg.

"...Who in the fuck gulps pasta?"

"Civilised people," Lye deadpanned.

"What so- no. No no no." Roy stumbled over their words as the 『Bizarre Eating's』 mind tried to process the utter bombshell of a statement Lye had dropped. "So you don't chew pasta... you just, gulp it?!"

Lye shrugged. "We don't see why you find the concept so hard to grasp ~tsu. It's the natural way to consume pasta."

"..." Roy stared at them as if they were a lost cause. "How the fuck- You aren't fucking tasting it! Brother, do you just drink it?!"

"Yes! It's good ~tsu! 『Gourmet』 for our stomach. Tell us one good reason as to why we should ruin that by chewing it?"

"Brother, what the fuck is wrong with you."

"Excuse us?! It's good!"

"We are actually going to murder you, deranged brainlet."

Lye Batenkaitos had extremely questionable opinions on what was classed as 『Gourmet』.


This wasn't right.

Sure, Master's eyes had never looked normal - recently they'd even grown crazy - but this? She didn't like it, not one bit.

His eyes were open, but they weren't looking at anything Shaula could see. Just darting across the room, lingering on empty spaces before moving on to the next, all the while, he muttered delirious inaudible sayings.

Ahhhh no! Nuh-uh! This was not good at all! Not one bit! She didn't know exactly how to snap Master out of it but well... she'd figure something out!

"Master! Hey Master!"

...No response. Jeez, Master was totally giving her the silent treatment. He'd never done that before - she didn't like it.

Then what? Water? She'd heard that cold water was a good way to snap someone out of their own thoughts, but where was she going to get that? The scorpion paced around in circles to wrack her brain for answers.

"Ah ha! The lake!"

Yes! All Shaula needed to do was leave the 『Taygeta Library』, leave the 『Pleiades Watchtower』, run east for about a hundred miles, collect water from the lake, return without spilling it and- wait, wait hold on, no that wasn't right. 『Inner Shaula』 says the plan wouldn't work, but she didn't know why- ohhhhhhhhhh.

Right. That lake no longer existed after the eastern half of the world sunk into the abyss. That plan was about four hundred years too late, oops.

Well, there was another lake in the west, or uh, swamp, she thought. Her mental map of the world was waaaaay outdated, but that Vollachian swamp should work for water, right? Probably. So, all she needed to do was just run over there and back. It should only take a week? Mhm! That sounded good- wait, no! She couldn't leave Master for a week! 『Shaula Taxi』 would go out of business with no customers for a week if that happened, and she couldn't have that! No sir!

So... where could she find water? Master's tower was now surrounded by a desert; she doubted digging down through the sand to uncover the capital of the Duchy would reveal any preserved water. Sheesh. Sometimes she almost wished that the desert would just go away already. It was so inconvenient!

Well... some underground rivers contained water underneath the Augria Sand Dunes, but they were crawling with those fire centaurs and freaky giant moths. Sure, she could take them, but she really didn't want to fight those moths again; they freaked her out.

Wait, that was it! The weird door! The one containing all sorts of mysterious things! She forgot what the name of it was, it would come back to her, but there was a mop and a bucket of water for it in there, she thinks! That'd work, mhm!

With that, the Sage's Apprentice zipped back to the entrance of the library before skidding to a stop just before the staircase that stretched down to the fourth floor. In the past, the stairs used to continue up just a little bit higher but then she accidentally destroyed it during... during-

Odd, she couldn't remember why she destroyed it. Nor did she exactly want to remember either, ah well. The point was the hidden door to the mystery room should still be there.

Stepping back a bit to get a running start, Shaula sprinted towards the edge of the staircase and leapt at the last possible moment. Soaring through the air, she leapt from one end of the great cylindrical shaft to the other and violently kicked open the spinning false wall on the other side, ending up in the mystery room.

Krrr-ruk

The false wall closed behind her, thrusting the entire room into the dark. However, this wasn't an issue for Shaula - she was good at magic. Well, she mostly just min-maxed into 『Hell's Snipe』, but she picked up some basic other yang magic along the way! She even made some of her own spells, mhm! She wasn't the Sage's Apprentice for nothing.

"El Iluminus."

With a clap of her hands, the latent mana within her condensed into a bright sphere of yang magic that shun brightly. It harshly lit up the entire room. She hadn't used the spell in years, she even forgot to use it when tracking down Master in those caves, oops, but it was most certainly a 100% Shaula-responsible creation, yep! She learnt it all by herself and even taught it to Master instead of it being the other way around. She was very proud of it.

Hmm. Maybe she should actually try to find a use for it elsewhere. Shaula'd never really considered that before. Oh well, didn't matter now.

"It should be in here somewhere, mmmm."

Her eyes scanned the room filled with miscellaneous objects, but she eventually found what she was looking for...

"Uno!"

Yes! She'd been searching for this game ever since Master returned to the tower and yet she could never find it. But at long, long last, Shaula had hunted the elusive Uno deck down! She was so going to demolish Master at Uno. Shaula was undefeated at card games!

...Wait, hold on-

"No! Master needs water, not Uno!" She exclaimed to herself.

Reluctantly setting down the Uno deck back on the shelf, she continued looking. She had to admit that she didn't remember there being so many random items in here. Wooden planks, spare boxes made from that dead sage, Uno, one of Reid's old kimonos, a mop, an old painting of them from fou- wait wait wait! There it was! The mop!

And where there is a mop, there is a bucket underneath it! It was the golden rule of mops after all, absolutely. The only issue would be how she was going to get the water back without spilling any of it.

Eh, she could just press one of the wooden planks against the bucket when she leaps again - that'll work. While Shaula was a little disappointed that she lacked enough hands to also take the Uno cards, when she came back, they would be hers.

Thus, waving goodbye to the cards, she kicked open the false wall with a Krrr-ruk, and leapt across the chasm - back to the library entrance and sprinted inside. She could hear the water sloshing violently inside the bucket, but thanks to her ingenious wood plan, it couldn't escape. But as she was about to reach the room-

"No. We know that she's the one that made us like this, but what else do you propose?"

Ah, great. Master was talking to ghosts again. She needed to hire an exorcist one of these days to purge the demons out of his soul, mhm! She couldn't let there be other ghosts around if she died; only Shaula should get the right to haunt Master if she died, yep!

Shaula tuned out Master's words as she tossed the wooden plank away. Sneaking behind him, she quickly lifted the bucket over his head and flipped it over, dunking the cold water upon the unsuspecting victim.

"Hiyah!"

"...Eh? Ah, agh! Again?!"

Success! Finally, Master had snapped back to reality! He was no longer staring at various nothings; victory for Shaula.

"Jeez, you were totally out of it, yep!" She exclaimed in relief. "Well, you weren't trying to bash your brains in this time but still, you okay?"

Master paused for a few seconds before giving a small smile. Yet, something seemed fake about it. Strange, but it didn't matter too much. "Yeah. I'm... relatively okay."

"Mmm, good." She nodded, relaxing a bit. If Master said he was okay and wasn't trying to harm himself out of shock, then she'd take his word for it. Still- "Jeez, you really need to stop paying attention to those ghosts before I sick the ghostbusters on them, yep! The only ghost I want to haunt you is me!"

"Don't say such morbid things." He muttered.

Shaula blinked. That was odd. Normally, Master was a bit more energetic and lively when talking to her. But her thoughts wandered off when he spoke again.

"They might not be real, but we will need to talk to the 'ghosts' again-"

Shaula went wide-eyed. "Gasp! I can't believe it!"

"Huh?"

"Master's stopped insisting his ghosts are real! The end is nigh! I can't believe this- what did you do with the real Master, imposter!"

She couldn't believe it. For months, each time she caught him talking to thin air, Master kept trying to insist that they were real people he was talking to, so to hear this was certainly a massive shock, yep! If it wasn't for his smell she'd almost believe the jesting words she threw at him. But it was still her Master, like always.

Yet unexpectedly, his expression fell. "Who-"

"Eh? Master, what is it?"

He turned to look her in the eye with a confused expression before speaking again-

"Who is Master?"

"..."

...For the third time in Shaula's life, her Master had forgotten part of himself.


"...How have you not suffocated to death already?"

Roy looked at them like all hope and faith in the world was vanquished in front of their eyes.

"Why would we?"

"We don't know, meatbag. Maybe from drinking pasta?! Forget gulping; you are basically trying, absolutely floundering, terribly practicing to consume food as if it was a drink, Lye! How can your opinions continue to get even worse?!"

Slander. That was slander, utter slander, truly slander, had to be slander, absolutely was slander. To state that their 『Gourmet』 food take was wrong? Blasphemy. Lye would not- could not stand for this.

"Roy, you are a barbarian if you chew the tiny pasta." Lye shook their head. "Do you chew rice? No. Of course not-"

"The fuck do you mean you don't chew rice?"

"The fuck do you mean you chew rice?!"

"Brother, we grew teeth for a reason! Fucking use them, delusional sack of meat!"

"Why would we chew those tiny itty bits of food?! We get the exact same amount of flavour regardless without wasting the extra effor-"

"No, you do not!" Roy cut them off with an indignant yell.

"We can enjoy rice and pasta without ravaging the food like some rabid wolgarm!" Lye shot back. "Unlike you, we aren't some maniac who rips and tears into food like we are trying to kill it! We have standards!"

"Well, those standards are dog shit!"

"Fuck you! We're right, Roy!"

"How in the utter fuck did you gain the title of 『GOURMET』?!"

Nevermind. Roy was a lost cause. Lye didn't know that it was even conceivable that someone could have such terrible opinions on food, especially for a 『Gluttony』! Roy was too blind to see the truth. It was sad, truly sad, really sad.

They turned to their brother, pity adorning their expression. "You have so much to learn."

"Don't you dare give us that look like we're the crazy ones here!"

Just when they thought they had made such good progress with Roy did it all crumble away when their pasta chewer tendencies showed themselves. At least Louis would back them up on this.

Still, it was probably time that they prepare the ambush.

"Anyways," Lye clapped his hands, "your horrendous food takes aside-"

"-You need professional help-"

"-our hero should soon come down here as Sister said ~tsu! We can't wait for this feast!" Lye grinned; their mouth was salivating in anticipation.

Natsuki Subaru. The only person who could remember the past meals that Lye ate. He was a dish that promised new unknown flavours to sate their appetite. He was 『Gourmet』.

Yet-

"Why should it be you who gets to eat False Brother?" Roy said. "We're starving; his dish should belong to us!" They stomped their foot on the floor, petulant.

"We already made a bet, didn't we ~tsu? You were so confident that Natsuki Subaru wouldn't come down to our floor that you promised not to eat him when he did ~tsu."

"When? Pfft. Gyahahahahaha!" Roy cackled. "Your delusion must extend to bets as well, Brother, for we know that False Brother doesn't have the guts to challenge us himself."

Lye blinked. "Delusion?"

"...Nevermind, it's a lost cause." They could have sworn he heard Roy mutter something derogatory about gulping pasta. "But you're horribly misguided, most certainly wrong predictions of the future have no bearing on what that meatbag will do. He's our dish. We've already won the bet, and yet, yet, yet, still yet, you still can't see it! Ah~ah, we look forward to that meal ~tsu!"

"Uh-huh." Lye deadpanned.

"Don't you 'Uh huh' us!"

They scoffed, "Our hero won't let us down with such cowardice, you know? He is 『Gourmet』!"

"Uh-huh." Roy deadpanned.

"Ey ey ey! You can't just use our own response against us!"

Roy just snorted in response.

"Ah whatever." Lye flicked their hand dismissively. "Just hide in the shadows till he comes down, and if our hero doesn't arrive in the next ten minutes, then we'll admit defeat - which we won't have to because he'll arrive, most certainly will arrive, absolutely has to arrive, would-"

"Shut it. We get the point."

Thus the two 『Gluttonies』 activated 『Shadow Walking』 and lay in wait for 『The Weaver』.


Except...

"Where is Natsuki Subaru!?"

"Gyahahahahaha! We told you, we told you, we told you! We told you that False Brother wouldn't come! Now he's our dish, our dish, our dish! Gluttonous drinking ~tsu! 『Gluttony』 ~tsu!"

Ten minutes had passed, and their hero had not arrived.

"Eh eh eh eh eh eh eh?! This is outrageous! It is stupidifying! It is utterly unfair! It was improbable! We know it's improbable. It was a betrayal!" Lye wailed. If the roles were switched, Roy would have already torn apart the entire room for losing such a pivotal bet. Or maybe that was just them projecting.

Still, this wasn't like them, and Lye knew that. While losing out on a bet they were so sure they would win was like re-experiencing the pain of a thousand whips, they weren't some snivelling pathetic boy who would throw a tantrum. Lye was better than that. They weren't Roy.

...Still-

"Aaaaagggghhhhh! So frustrating, very frustrating, utterly frustrating! Our meal, our dish! Thrown off our plate into the mouth of a garbage disposal fire!"

-It still hurt. Surely no one could blame them for blowing off steam, just for a moment.

Roy huffed. "Rude."

Lye sighed loudly. There wasn't anything they could do about it, so it was best to just get a move on and accept their defeat. Besides, there were still other quality dishes that lay within the tower that they could feast upon, snack upon, devour utterly and whole, gorge upon ~tsu! They would make do.

"Well, you win, Brother. Congratulations on winning Natsuki Subaru's dish." Their eye twitched, "Truly, we are happy for you."

Turning around abruptly, Lye began their journey up the staircase to the third floor. However-

"Uh-huh."

"Eh?" They turned around, "What do you mean 'uh huh'?"

Roy smirked, "We bet you are so happy for us right now, truly so, must be so, riiiigggghhhht?"

That was a lie.

"Of course not! We're frustrated beyond belief! Aaaaaaggggghhhhh, unfair unfair unfair!" Lye stomped his foot on the floor.

"Pfft, Hyahahahahaha!"

The two brothers of 『Gluttony』, the 『Bizarre Eating』, Roy Alphard and the 『Gourmet』, Lye Batenkaitos - they weren't so different after all.


"Who is Master?"

"...Uhhh, what?"

Shaula blinked. That was not the reaction she was expecting.

Again? Were they seriously going to do this for the fourth time?! Jeez! At least Master didn't deposit all of their memories at the brain bank this time around, but this was getting ridiculous! Did he not know what a withdrawal is?!

Shaula sighed, "...Huh. You know it's kinda funny, yep." She gazed at him. "This has happened so often that I'm not even phased anymore."

"Please don't make it sound like we are some sort of lost cause."

Well then. How would she even go about this?

Shaula failed to notice her Master raising an eyebrow when her hand stroked her chin.

"So, uhhh. I think I get it, mhm. I'm an expert when it comes to Master's mind!" She confidently nodded. She knew exactly what was going on, absolutely. Trust. "You remember everything that happened around you, but you don't remember yourself, yep!"

Master didn't react at first, staying motionless for a moment until- "Huh. We guess you are right." They scratched their head, "Though, less so forgot and more so, remembered too many things."

"Ehh?"

Wait. Her completely blind guess- she means her very much educated hypothesis - was bang on?! Did she get some brain-expanding 『Divine Protection』- no, was it just pure luck?!

No. No no no of course not. It was neither of those, obviously, yep. Mhm. This was just the natural result of her magnificently intelligent Shaula Brain™️ being put to use! Take that 『Inner Shaula』! It wasn't just full of air after all!

Though- uh, hmm. Now she had to try and get Master back to thinking of himself. She'd just celebrate when that was over wit-

"Shaula."

Her train of thought ceased when his voice called out to her. The expression in his eyes was focused for the first time since he left Reid's book- 『Od』 what even happened in there to cause this- no not now, Shaula! Stay focused!

"Mhm? Whatever request Master has of Shaula she'll execute it to the 'T', and that's a Shaula-certified guarantee!" She gave him her most convincing thumbs up.

"There are going to be two attackers coming up to the library. They are not to be underestimated. Do not allow them to touch you by any means necessary." His voice was firm, leaving no room for disagreements. "We need you to guard the library until we are ready. Clear?"

"Crystal, yep!" She saluted. It was an odd request, a little out of nowhere, but Master was always a bit odd. She could ask him about it once it's fulfilled; there was no time to waste! "I'm on it, Master! Shaula will be the bouncer to the Library Club and let in no unwanted guests!"

Without so much as even waiting for a reply, she zoomed off towards the exit.

Stopping just before the staircase at the exit of the library, she peered down, only to find- nothing. Hmm, maybe she was early? That or these attackers were late- but either way...

Krrr-ruk

"Ah hah! Got it!"

Krr-ruk

Ah, Uno, her beloved. She was absolutely going to forget about it if she didn't grab it now - even Shaula had the ever-so-slightest degree of self-awareness.

Okay, maybe that shouldn't have been her first move, but it was totally fine, right? She was in and out of that super-secret-totally-not-bizarre storage closet in a flash before you could even say... um, uhh- she'll get back to that one! What mattered, however, was that the joy of Uno was brought back into this gloomy world! Uno was-

...Wait, where the hell is she going to put them during the fight?

"Uhhhhhhh. Hm, this may be an issue."

She couldn't just carry them around in her hand. What if she forgot which hand is which and accidentally vaporised them with 『Hell's Snipe』!? That would be a crime! She didn't really have any pockets to store them in either. This was a deadlock.

She hummed as she paced around in circles, hoping for an answer to come to her mind.

A few minutes in, Shaula realised that she had gotten so consumed by walking in circles that all of her thoughts were just about walking in said circles.

"Agh! Why is this so difficult?" Shaula whined. Yet, suddenly an idea came to her. Yes, that had to be the solution!

...

Krrr-ruk

"Ah hah! There they are, yep!"

Krrr-ruk

Goggles! That was the thing she was missing! Jeez! No wonder she felt like she was missing something; she was almost about to go into a fight without getting a makeover! The orange-tinted lens goggles were perfect for just that! Now she could defeat her foes with style!

...

"Wait no! I can't store Uno in these!"

Okay, well, that was a slight miscalculation. Yes, she was now all but certainly rocking the 'drip', as Master would say - well she said it more than Master, but that was irrelevant - yet that provided zero solution for her situation. Shaula was back to square one.

So lost in her predicament, Shaula barely even noticed the two figures entering the staircase from down below.

"Eh? He's not here either?"

"False Brother's a coward ~tsu."

Two voices reverberated around the spiral shaft, their footsteps echoing slightly louder with each stair they climbed.

"Blech. This version of our hero has let us down ever so slightly." The first voice sounded disappointed. "Our hero wasn't one to give up and hide away, no! He'd face us head-on fearlessly ~tsu!"

"At least you have Scorpion Meat to eat, Brother," The second voice grumbled, "we still need to find False Brother before we can have our meal. Scorpion Mea-!"

"Ah hah!" Bingo! She's got it!

"Eh?"

Krrr-ruk

"I found it!"

Krrr-ruk

A sack! It was certainly small by sack standards, but it would be perfect to store Uno in! All she'd have to do is tie the long string around her waist and-

"What the hell are you doing?!"

"Eh?!"

The voice that was way down below just a few seconds ago was now yelling at her just across the cylindrical shaft. What the-

"Hacker! Hacker or Speedrunner? Because there's no way you should have been able to get up here so fast, nop-"

"Who in the fuck dashes out of a room when someone is talking to them?! The utter disrespect!" On the opposite side of the great staircase was a boy wearing claws.

"We- 『Od』..." Their eyes went wide in disbelief, "We can't believe it, but for the first time, we understand why that self-absorbed meatbag prattled on and on about respecting others in a conversation! How rude can you get, Scorpion Meat?!"

Jeez, arrogant much? Couldn't he see that there was a very important matter she had to attend to? "Hey! I had to make sure that the Uno was safe and sound! Jeez, get off my case! I'll sue you for harassment, yep!"

"What in the fuck is Uno?!"

The first voice laughed from down below before a second boy instantly appeared beside the first.

...

Okay no, time out-

"Excuse me?! How can you just teleport- that's just totally cheating! I'll report you to the Mods! They'll ban you, yep!"

"...Apparently, crazy is on our menu for the day." The first boy, second to teleport, remarked. ...Hm that was confusing. She didn't want to give them 『Names』 but- eh, she'd just call them Arrogant Boy and Other Boy for now.

Or rather, cheater and cheater. No one should be allowed to teleport!

"Enough! You." Arrogant Boy spat, pointing his hand at her. "Where is False Brother?"

"...Who?" Shaula blinked.

"Fucking-" He cut himself off before rephrasing his question. "Where is Natsuki Subaru?"

Ah hah, that's what he meant. "Ohhhhhh, Master? Uh, yeah he called in sick. Sorry, come back tomorrow, yep!"

"Don't screw with us!"

Other Boy sighed. "Brother, he's most likely, most certainly, very probably, all but within, absolutely within the 『Taygeta Library』, you know ~tsu?"

"Uh- noooooo. Why would you think that?" Shaula shook her head. "You need a reservation to use this library, and the waiting list is forever, yep! Now scram before I turn you into scrambled eggs!" She put her hands on her hips. That should scare them off!

"...Scorpion Meat, did you lose it?"

Slander. Shaula's functioning at a hundred and ten percent each and every day, mhm!

"...It's weird, truly weird, but somehow her idiocy has made us forget about our annoyance."

"Oi!"

The Other Boy grinned, "Ahawaha~ aaahhhh. We're hungry, so won't you be so kind as to let us have this feast ~tsu? Don't be shy. We won't bite ~tsu! Aaaahhhhh! Gluttonous Eating ~tsu! 『Gluttony』 ~tsu!"

The two raised their weapons, and Shaula knew that they were there for a fight. She had hoped that she could have stalled for a bit longer, but oh well. She's more than confident enough that she could wipe the floor with these two in a fight, especially when she has her stylish goggles. They don't stand a chance!

And so, the preparations for battle began.

"Sin Archbishop of 『Gluttony』, representing 『Gourmet』, Lye Batenkaitos ~tsu!"

"Sin Archbishop of 『Gluttony』, representing 『Bizarre Eating』, Roy Alphard."

"Shaula. I may only be the Sage's Apprentice but I'll totally demolish you, yep!"

The waltz of the scorpion began.


"Ugh."

They felt awful, but what other option was there?

『The Weaver』 rubbed his head as he slowly made his way over to that damned book once more, thoughts racing.

They'd rather not have to experience that whirlwind of lifetimes due to the 『Bizarre Eating』 again. It was deeply unsettling. Thus, they willingly sent Shaula to hold the two Sin Archbishops off, like she was just some disposable pawn. God, they're the worst.

Sure, Shaula was smarter than them; she'd find her way out, but they still felt awful for using her. And yet they needed this. This watchtower was nothing but an elaborate trap built to contain a monster like them. They had to hand it to Louis; she had found a way to cage a being who could retry again and again and again. What were they to do against foes as powerful as Sin Archbishops and Reid? Nothing. The crafty 『Satiation』 had stacked the odds heavily against him, leaving only one road to go down that didn't require fierce resistance to traverse.

Perhaps it was just 『Sloth』 that was talking, their own slothfulness that turned their eyes away from the path of death to escape this cage, but wouldn't it also be 『Sloth』 to not even see where the other path went? If life was a game, they hardly knew all the cards they had been dealt, and annoyingly, there was only one way to see what those cards were.

"Damn it, Louis..."

They picked up Reid's book from the ground again. The Sin Archbishop had promised knowledge, and while they knew that she wasn't exactly one to be trusted, they ultimately knew far too little about the one who stole 『Natsuki Subaru』 away from them. The information they could gain from a second conversation was worth the risk. Besides, if it went south, they could force a reset if they absolutely needed to.

They didn't want to die, but if given a reason to...

"..."

Sighing, 『The Weaver』 shook their head and reluctantly opened the pages of the 『Book of the Dead』, re-entering the world of white that was the 『Hall of Memories』.


"Awa~, that was fast from our perspective, but we know it wasn't for you, you know? But still, we told you, didn't we? We said you'd come back to us, and you'd feel prett~y stupid of your earlier bold declaration, yes?"

"...Let's just get this over with, Louis Arneb."


By this point I feel we all know that I ramble in these outro notes so lets get straight into the post-chamber ramblings!

Okay so I've mentioned previously that from before chapter 1 was even posted I had the entire story planned out in detail, however to say I've stuck to that plan 100% would be a lie. The destination and the stops along the way have not changed but as I've written this story and learnt about what needs to be addressed, what needs to be expanded upon and what just isn't going to work in my initial plan without tweaking, things have changed around a bit, and I'd say that this chapter is perhaps the best example of the types of changes I've made to improve upon the story.

Originally this chapter was meant to be a Subaru POV chapter where he just wakes up, talks to the memory people and then ends up at the Hall of Memories, bing bang boom, simple. And that was the issue, because well I basically did that already in chapter 10. There were also somethings I wanted to expand upon, mainly what the Gluttony Brothers were doing downstairs after Reid left the floor and well, in my pouring of Roy characterisation I've neglected Lye so far so yeah, Lye POV was born. Granted nothing has really changed from my original plans for Lye or his backstory but it isn't really helpful to anyone if all of that is locked up in my head when it makes sense to work into the story e. Throw in a Shaula POV to balance out the gluttony duo and cover Subaru starting his loop again (And because you can never go wrong with some more shawl) and I feel this chapter turned out way better than my initial plans.

Basically if theres anything to take away from this if you are a writer yourself it's to allow your plans to evolve and improve upon themselves. Obviously try not to throw away the entire plot or destination but feel free to improve the journey if you can. Admittedly I'm still a fairly new writer (Like, I know we are 100k words in but this is still the first story I've really written) so I don't know how generalisable this advice is but if it can help someone then well, that's pretty neat isn't it.

Okay chapter development rambling over, time for your regularly scheduled random elements rambling.

I couldn't withstrain myself from teasing my expansion upon the Witch Cult any longer. I've been somewhat obsessed with the Cult for months and that eventually led to the shower thought of what if there were bishops for the archbishops and everything grew from there. Granted, most of this stuff doesn't matter at the moment as we are working with a small cast of characters however I absolutely plan to delve into the Witch Cult later as an organisation. Aaa it's pain because I want to ramble about my plans but I also refuse to spoil things too much, I'm suffering from my own brainstorming but when the time comes, it's going to be really, really fun. Can say that much.

Speaking of fun, writing Lye and Roy's dynamic was stupid enjoyable for me. I haven't been able to write comedic scenes in awhile and it felt like such a natural way to explore Lye's personality. For me, (Or at least in terms of the versions of the characters i'm using in this fic) Lye's the most well adjusted out of all of the Sin Archbishops. Granted he's still well, a Sin Archbishop and doesn't exactly have a happy past but he feels the most normal out of all of them for me. I can't really nail down my characterisation of him as the words are escaping me but it's definitely made me appreciate writing for Lye way more and hopefully by now Lye and Roy both feel like their own separate characters.

I will not elaborate as to what side of the debate I was on.

Okay man at some point these outro notes are actually going to become like a 1/4th of the chapter length h. I do hope that they are still interesting to read, even if it is just my ramblings lmao. Like this chapter with the POV's, i'm trying something new for the next chapter and also just can't wait to write a Louis focused chapter again because I had to hold back in chapter 2 a lot for reasons that will become known in the incoming chapters. Hopefully you will all enjoy it when the chapter comes out.

And yeah that's everything. Once again, special thanks to Prophellwinter and Speedcar for betareading this chapter, very epic, very nice, 'cept times that by 2 cos 2 = cool number yo (real). Thanks for all of your support for this fic, it still amazes me that so many people are invested into this story because Gluttony If is a bit more niche within the fandom but I appreciate it immensely, especially the comments, so thanks a ton! My schedule is still as busy as ever so can't say when the next chapter will arrive sadly but what I can say is I hope you all enjoyed reading this chapter as much as I did writing it! Thanks for all the hits, kudos, bookmarks, subscriptions and comments everyone!


Deathenglegamers1144 - Chapter 14

Rapping never dieeee. And also Bloody Mary is a good drink, don't talk trash on the art of mixologist. If Subaru is still retain his memories, he could now escape death by using an Uno reverse card on the archbishop siblings LOL. With that being said, can't wait to see more from you. Cheers mate.

Lye rap arc (real). Subaru will gain the authority of Uno to make other people feel his injuries instead, le uno reverse. (He devious licked it from Sirius). Glad to hear you enjoyed the chapter!

Commander Cost - Chapter 14

No nose :C
Lye rap
Lye drinks the forbidden pasta (real)
Roy rigged the game from the start :C
Where Baru? Only Knitter
Can't decide between pronouncing [Louis] as Low-e-s or Lewis (yuck)
Epic chapter but I was promised a nose :c

The nose is there it's just implied. (Trust)

I personally pronounce it as Lewis, low-e-s sounds strange for me imo.

Glad you enjoyed the chapter!


Anyways that's about everything. Thanks for reading!