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'Thoughts'

"Speaking"

*Actions*

"YELLING"

-Time-

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-At the outskirts near Lescatie-

Dylan and the Chosen Undead showed up. The former was wearing a Painting Guardian set while the latter wore an Elite Knight set.

"Huh? This isn't Lordran," Dylan said with confusion.

"You are right. This isn't any kingdom I know," the Chosen Undead said as he saw Lescatie in the distance.

"Does this mean I will get any treasure here?" Dylan asked me with greedy eyes behind the mask.

"I don't think this is a good idea…" The Chosen Undead said.

"But Patches-"

"Patches is a terrible example and no one should ever take an example on him," the Chosen Undead interrupted Dylan. "Anyways. Let us see if there is any way for me to make it back home. "

"Maybe I can loot the corpses of those people who have died?" Dylan suggested.

"Didn't you hear what I had said earlier?" The Chosen Undead asked.

Dylan had already left.

The Chosen Undead sighed and followed him.

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-10 minutes later, Lescatie-

"Why are there so many monsters?!" Dylan wondered as he saw many monsters around him hanging out with their husbands such as succubi or devils.

He was in Lescatie with the Chosen Undead.

"I don't know. But they don't seem to want to attack us like what we saw back in Lordran," the Chosen Undead said.

"Then they won't see it coming…" Dylan said. He said with a grin.

"Don't. Just don't," the Chosen Undead said in a deadpan tone.

Then he saw Mimil Miltie, who was talking with Kuroferuru, the Head Baphomet of the Black Goat Sabbath.

"Are kids exhibitionists in here?!" Dylan exclaimed as he saw that both little girls are wearing skimpy clothing.

"Demons were never known for being sensible. Remember the Chaos Witch?" The Chosen Undead said.

"Oh right! That beautiful-looking witch that turned into a giant tree-looking monster! Oh, that was easy!" Dylan said as he was reminiscing about the past.

"Didn't you always get knocked into the holes?" The Chosen Undead said. "Though I meant Queelag."

"Was she hot?" Dylan asked. Having never met her.

"Yes. She was literally hot. I did remember she tried to burn me with her sword," the Chosen Undead said. Not particularly paying attention to her toplessness while they were fighting.

"Such a shame I wasn't there to loot anyone…" Dylan said.

"Look. I felt so bad for killing Queelag that I did not even want to loot the place at all…" The Chosen Undead said with a sad look on his covered face.

It was at this moment that Kuroferuru and Mimil noticed both of them.

"Especially after meeting her sister. The fact that she kept mistaking me for her just made it even worse…" the Chosen Undead said.

"Hi!" Mimil said happily. The Chosen Undead saw that Mimil's clothing was made out of tentacles and was entering her butthole and barely even covering up her privates. So he did the respectable thing and averted his eyes.

"Must be a prude one. Your armor doesn't look like what the Order has, though," Kuroferuru said.

"You can say that…" The Chosen Undead said.

"I can tell you two have something in you that isn't supposed to be here…" Kuroferuru said.

"And I would like to go back to where I am from it isn't too much to ask…" The Chosen Undead said.

"I would love to help!" Mimil said.

Dylan was feeling like destroying Mimil, because she looks so inappropriate in his eyes and because she looks like a monster. The Chosen Undead meanwhile. was wondering if it is a better idea to get on their good side as he doesn't want to know their strength when fighting is avoidable. Dylan also wanted to rob the city, so he left to go do that.

"Hey want to be my big brother?" Kuroferuru said.

"Sorry. But I am not interested with being your big brother, as you say," the Chosen Undead said.

"Why is that though?" Mimil said.

"I have important reasons to return to my world," the Chosen Undead said.

"Sense of duty, I see," Kuroferuru said.

Meanwhile, Dylan was going to go and steal Mersé Dascaros' halberd because he seemed to want it. Mersé herself was going to go to a shop to order sweets for Elt and Mimil. He thought he could sneak up on her from her blind spot. He was wrong. As Mersé's tail whipped him and he slammed into the wall.

Mersé then quickly had her halberd on his neck, and said "Nice try, thief."

"Oh, I was just...trying to inspect your blade. That is all," Dylan lied, but Mersé can easily tell he was lying. "I don't recognize that metal. What is that metal?"

"Oh, that's demonic silver. That's what it is," Mersé said.

"Is it sharp?" Dylan asked.

"In a way. It cuts right through your strength," Mersé said.

"That sounds useless in combat…" Dylan said.

"Well it does serve its purpose and makes fights less bloody and without more casualties," Mersé said.

"What's the point in that?" Dylan said.

"It prevents needless casualties in combat," Mersé said.

"But that's the best part!" Dylan said.

"Your friend is a psychopath," Kuroferuru said as the trio arrived and heard that conversation.

"One, he isn't my friend. Two, he takes from the worst. And three, I do not mind being somewhere where not everyone and everything is out to kill me on sight," the Chosen Undead said. "Also he just accompanies me for no other reason than to loot the corpses of those I have killed."

"And why don't you just push him off a cliff?" Kurofeurru said.

"He is an undead. Even if I did, he'd just return," the Chosen Undead said.

"Like a zombie?" Mimil asked.

"No. he'll just...come back from a bonfire," the Chosen Undead said.

"Bonfire?" Mimil asked.

"Well, if he dies at any point, you'll see," the Chosen Undead said.

While that was happening, Dylan was pulling out a dagger and then tried to stab Mersé in the chest. Mersé grabbed it on the spot.

"Nice try, but I am a former hero," Mersé said.

"You can throw him out of town without any problems!" Kuroferuru said.

"Are you sure? This might kill him," Mersé said.

"He's an undead! He'll be fine!" Kuroferuru said.

"If you say so," Mersé said.

"No, wait! It's not fine! I'll-"

Dylan does the Scream that is known to be related to Goofy as he is thrown. He then died as he hit the ground.

YOU DIED.

Dylan respawned at the bonfire that was lit near the entrance of Lescatie before he and the Chosen Undead entered the city.

"Good thing bonfires still work. Now it's payback time!" Dylan shouted. He ran back on over there.

"Can you point me in the direction of the ruler of this place? I wish to speak to her," the Chosen Undead said.

"Well she's obviously in that huge castle over there and-Oh you were right," Kuroferuru said as Dylan returned.

"I'm back!" Dylan shouted but Mersé just threw him out of the place again.

"And you're gone," the former hero said. He hit the ground and died.

YOU DIED.

"Well if you'll excuse me, I'll go on over there…" The Chosen Undead said.

He went to the castle. Dylan was catching up to him and he was at the front doors of the throne room.

"Wait for me!" Dylan yelled out.

"Sigh...good thing you didn't continue to go after her," The Chosen Undead said. "I wonder what's behind this door...well either way we have to be cau-"

Dylan opened the door. To the throne room, and said "Oh my gods!"

It was an orgy with Elt and his wives. The Chosen Undead promptly closed the door, thinking he arrived at the wrong time.

"Yeah...I think that was not the right place..." The Knight said.

"You think?!" Dylan said in anger.

"Yes," the Chosen Undead said.

"So where's the ruler of this place at?" Dylan said.

"Maybe somewhere inside, but now is not the time to intrude. Especially not for you," the Chosen Undead said while glaring at him.

Then Druella, the Fourth Born of Lilith, showed up. Dylan saw that she was wearing very revealing clothing that showed off a lot of her skin.

"Do demons really have no shame?" The Chosen Undead asked.

"No. because it's in our nature," Druella said.

The Chosen Undead sighed. Dylan was disgusted.

"Ew," Dylan said.

"Anyways I have come to talk to you about helping me find a way back to where I came from…" The Chosen Undead said.

"So you really are not from here, then," Druella said.

"You can say that. I came from a land called Lordran and I am looking for a way back," the Chosen Undead said.

"You are definitely from another world," Druella said.

"Yes, I am not from this world and the same applies to him over there," the Chosen Undead said as he was pointing at Dylan with his thumb.

"I see. Interesting," Druella said.

"You are disgusting! So you must die!" Dylan shouted. He rushed at Druella, but she summoned a magical shield that protected her.

"Wha-" He was interrupted as she then sends him through a window.

"Kuroferuru already told me about you two," Druella said.

"I see. Well, can you please point out where I can go? To get back home?" The Chosen Undead asked.

"Well that isn't my domain, but I am sure that her sister can help," Druella said.

"Who's that?" The Chosen Undead said. Then Dylan returned.

" àI don't know but I hope she has some nice loot," Dylan said.

The Chosen Undead was unsurprised. He did facepalm, though. From the sheer idiocy of what he has said. Though he hit his helmet.

"Can you point us toward where your sister might be?" The Chosen Undead said while turning to Kuroferuru as she was there alongside Druella.

"Sure. I'll show you," Kuroferuru said.

"Thank you. Your help is most grateful," the Chosen Undead said.

A/n: So here we go, the Chosen Undead arrived with Dylan. And we see that yeah a normal human being stands no chance against a former hero now turned incredibly strong mamano and a daughter of the Demon Lord.