Moving On

Written by Shaun Garin

Disgaea Hour of Darkness, La Pucelle Tactics, Phantom Brave and Makai Kingdom are owned and copyright Nippon Ichi Software and NIS America.

"You look bored, prince."

"Don't call me that. It's been millennia now and I haven't been the prince for that long!"

"Still, you look bored. And you'll always be the prince to me."

"Damn it Etna."

"So what's gotten you down anyhow?"

"I'm bored, I'm old and I'm ready to pass on my title of Supreme Overlord to someone else."

"Tch. Then why don't you and Flonne have kids? I mean it's not from a lack of trying anyhow…"

"I TOLD YOU IT'S A GLANDULAR PROBLEM!"

"BWAHAHAHAHAH! Oh yes, I'm GLAD I got that on tape."

"You… aw forget it."

"Look prince, everyone knows you're upset about your vassals dying on you. The only one still around is Thursday and let's face it; he's getting run down. Not many of us know how to keep him operating. It's amazing he's still alive."

"Stupid Gordon. Stupid Jennifer…"

"Now you're being selfish. Too bad that Marona girl isn't around anymore. It would have saved us a LOT of trouble finding their souls."

"Speaking of which, where DID they go anyhow?"

"Flonne got them settled in Celestia. It's not every day you have straight ascension into the angelic ranks anyhow."

"Hmph."

"Overlord dood!"

"What do you Prinnies want?"

"There's someone here to see you Overlord dood, says his name is Zetta dood."

"Isn't that the kid who just became Overlord of his own Netherworld?"

"Maybe he's here to challenge me for the title of Supreme Overlord! Show him in Prinnies, this oughta be fun!"

"Yo! I'm Zetta, the most badass freaking Overlord in the Cosmos!"

"Ooh, I like him Prince, just enough spunk in him! Grrrr!"

"Well HEY there pretty lady. What's say you and I get together for a while?"

"What do you want here anyhow?"

"It's simple really. Rumour has it that you're looking for a successor to carry out your legacy. Between my brothers and I, I was the most powerful."

"So you're here to kill me."

"Actually I was hoping we could talk this out. No need for you to strain your old bones grandpa."

"HEY!"

"Feisty too! I LIKE this one. So Zetta was it? What do you say to a little deal?"

"What sort of deal are we talking about?"

"Well it's like this. You apprentice under the Prince as a Vassal for a little while. Say about ten or fifteen years. And if the Prince hasn't popped out a kid with Flonne, you get part of his empire."

"Sounds interesting. And a real demon or man would take that bet any day!"

"Don't go making deals without me!"

"Phf. WHAT are you complaining about anyhow? You've been wanting a new Vassal since Gordon died and refused to find a new one. It's just been nearly three millennia since he died. GET OVER IT!"

"Etna…"

"Look, it's a trial basis. And seriously, this'll get your fire going again. Show the new kid the ropes, ya know."

"Sounds reasonable. But it has to be a hundred years, not just a wimpy fifteen!"

"Well Zetta?"

"All right, he's on! After all, I can't be much of an Overlord without learning what's what. I'm sure Overlord Prier can handle my world and brothers for a while."

"If your brothers are as cute as you, I wouldn't mind handling them myself."

"Sick Etna. Sick sick sick."