Alright, so to start this off, sorry for the delay on this; if you care about the reasoning, I explain more at the end. If you don't want to read TLDR: Fuck this year, so on to what you're all here for.
Chaos Drago: Thanks for the praise; it's always welcome. And your fine its perfectly normal to fanboy out; I know I do it from time to time.
frankieu: Oh, she'll get her chance, can't hold her back forever.
ObsidianUnknown66: Nids, what nids I think your speaking heresy, my friend. No way our good boy would try and let lose a literal horde of living garbage disposers, no, never.
Shadow: Alright, so let's hit the bullet points here. I'm probably not going to add lemons to this story; it's not that I'm afraid of this story getting taken down due to a steamy scene. I just don't think I could realistically write an erotic scene. And for who will fight the war fueled edge birb, you'll just have to see. For many other questions, that more speculation territory, and I like to keep my readers guessing, so I'm going to have to pull a Tzeentch and just say figure it out.
WordBearer01: Eh, I find those two interchangeable unless saying 'you are' in the sentence just sounds wrong.
Demon-255: Don't worry, are meatshei...I mean, loyal and valued soldiers of the imperium will have their day in the sun, It might take an arc or two, but they're near the top of the list, I can assure you.
XXxxxadisxxxXX: Thanks, and to be fair, for the longest time, I kept reading it as Issie instead of Issei. I can't even blame dyslexia or anything; I'm just dumb.
thefoolswriter: Oh, don't worry, people are already asking questions, just not to the right people.
Now on with the show
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Chapter 13: To Preach the Good Word
Kuoh Academy, Architectural Studies, Present Day
This…this is a dream right, I must still be in bed dreaming, I think to no one in particular as I listen to Rogal's lesson on the history and structural significance of the column.
"As you can see here, class, this slab at the uppermost division is called the Abacus, so designed as to spread the weight from the arch or architrave onto itself," Rogal instructed as he drew a meticulously detailed Greek Ionic column.
Kuoh Academy, Poetry, 30 Minutes Later
Ya got to be a dream; there is no way Rias would sign off on something like this, I think as I listen as Corax quote the Poe forevermore.
"'All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream,' can anyone tell me the meaning behind such a message?" ask Corax waiting for volunteers.
Kuoh Academy, Team Sports, 30 Minutes Later
I'm sure I'll wake up any minute now to Rias and Asia spooning beside me, and I can forget all about this, I think, as Guilliman referees our game of volleyball.
"Midoriya stop overthinking, or you'll never hit the ball, Urameshi it's a volleyball, not a punching bag; hit it with the palm, not the fist, and Conwell wat…" Guilliman tried to say, but I was already making direct contact with the volleyball straight to the face.
Kuoh Academy, World Occult Studies, 30 Minutes Later
Oh, come the fuck on, how is this a class, I think, frustrated by the fact the Magnus is teaching a classroom full of high schoolers on the basics of daemon summoning.
"Now your first instinct in a successful summon might be to start making your demands instantly; this, however, is ill-advised as daemons are not bound by any formal contract yet and can tweak the request however they see fit," Magnus instructed while having a pointer stick outlining the various sections of a summoning circle.
Old School Building, End of School Day
"Rias don't you think that Luke will be upset about the arrangement for his sons?" ask Akeno, looking towards her King.
"Oh, he should be fine," spoke Rias, confident that Luke would be fine with the arrangement.
"RIAS!" yelled Luke before swinging the doors open to reveal himself and the primarchs. "Could you explain what this is all about," spoke Luke, not hiding his frustration in this situation.
Rias gave a once over on all the primarchs and nodded her head. "Yes, I do suppose we could have given Rogal a custom designed tie, but he insisted on it being just solid gold," answer Rias with a mischievous smile. Honestly, she was surprised that they had enough fabric for four matching business suits and ties to fit such bulky frames on such short notice.
"I'm not talking about the damn ties; I just want to know why in the hell are they teaching classes and my classes at that?" asked Luke.
"They wanted to shadow you as to make sure you stayed safe, and we need some new faculty, so I thought this was the best course of action," spoke Rias, her eyes betraying that she found amusement in how worked up her boyfriend was getting.
"Still, how are you explain the sudden appearance of 4 over 8 ft tall foreigners teaching at a Japanese high school?" asked Luke.
"A teacher exchange program and a mix of genes and healthy diet," spoke Rias almost as if she had practiced that phrase for the hundredth time.
"And Magnus being as red as a rose and missing an eye, how's that working out?" asked Luke again, trying to find why they thought this wouldn't be suspicious.
"Actually, father, I can explain that with simple illusions, you see my true form, but I appear to them as just a regular old Occult studies teacher," informed Magnus.
"I don't even want to know how you got that to be your actual teaching curriculum," said Luke, mentally tired from this conversation.
"I don't see why you're upset; I thought you would be happy to see them interacting with people normally, or at least as normal as can be for them?" asked Akeno.
"Normally yes, hell I'd even be ecstatic that they are at least trying to get out there and not locking themselves in the base making contingency plans for when certain devil girls break into my room," Luke continued as he eyed Rias, who just looked away whistling innocently. "But I just don't want to deal with the rumors from this; all I wanted to do was act like a normal high schooler for a day and hope to god no supernatural shit happens."
"Oh, come now, father, it could not possibly be that bad," said Guilliman.
Luke walked over to the window and pointed outside; those around got around the window only to see a plethora of male students huddled behind a wall with binoculars staring back at them. Some even holding signs such as "Down with pretty boys, up with virgins" and "#saverias" or some variation of one of the girls from the occult research club's name.
"They think I've back mailed all the girls around me to do perverted activities, and it's gotten worse ever since Macha came with me today; by the way, where did she go?" asked Luke.
"Oh, her and Asia went back to the house early; apparently, Asia is going to try and teach Macha how to cook," answered Rias, with Magnus making a snarky comment under his breath about needing to fireproof the upper levels. "That reminds me, Luke, could you help in Issei's training?" asked Rias as she snapped her fingers. Suddenly a red magic circle baring her house's emblem appeared and out came to Issei holding a sign with "Up with virgins, down with pretty boys," written on it.
"Hay hay hoo hoo Luke has got to go…oh hey guys," spoke the soon to be dead pervert as he looked at the many people staring back at him.
"As you can see, Issei has been neglecting his training in the pursuit of more….passionate activities" continued Rias sweetly as she smiled with a twitching eyebrow. "And since you know all about passion and emotions, I figured you would be perfect in teaching him on how to channel such emotions properly".
Luke just looked from Rias and back at Issei with an all too eager smile on his face. "No problem, babe, I'll be sure to be real gentle," he said as he moved closer to his victi...I mean student.
"Now Luke, I know the rumors me and the guys said are bad, but," Issei desperately tried to respond before being interrupted by Luke.
"Oh, so you helped spread those rumors, hmm," Luke more continued. "Well, that means I have to be especially rigorous in your training, don't I now,".
Issei gulped as he uttered one last prayer before he meets with the reaper; all he got in response to his efforts was a migraine.
Brass Citadel, 20 Earth minutes later
"You're doing great, dude; just 11 more to go!" shouted Luke as Issei was too busy dodging Bloodletters to care.
"You're a sadistic asswho..(Boost) whow watch the blades!" shouted Issei as he nearly got clipped by a sword. He had been doing rather well, at least for someone who had hardly had any combat experience anyway. I had stated by throwing him into one of the fight pits and having about 24 Bloodletters charge after him. Now granted, I did tell them to go a little easy on him or at least nor severely maim him. But he's surprisingly a natural when it comes to brawling. He's got the power to back him up, fairly good reflexes, and he's already learned the most important lesson of all.
"Doge!" I shout as one of the daemons of Khorne tried to skewer him on its hellblade. Issei did just that and jumped over the daemon as he charged an attack.
"Dragon shot!" Issei shouted as he let the attack fly hitting 5 of the remaining Bloodletters and dissolving them to rematerialize somewhere else. "Ya (Boost) who else wants so..oof," he tried to say before being clocked in the side of the head by one of the daemons and sent tumbling onto the ground.
"He lacks focus," stated a deep voice nearby. I turn my head to the side to see Khorne watching the fight before him with unimpressed eyes.
"He's young and inexperienced, but he at least has potential," I say in his defense as he gets up and jumps back into the fray. "Besides, you at least have to hand it to him, kids got guts," I say as Issei punches through one of the daemons as another shout of boost echoes from his gauntlet.
"That would be more due to him being drenched at this point in the psychically charged emotional energies of my realm," spoke Khorne. I just look at him dumbly as if asking for an explanation. "I don't know the full details; ask the Raven if you wish to know more," He continued. "But suffice to say creator that the energies of my realm amplify the aggressiveness and rage in mortal beings, causing them to go 'feral' if you will,".
As he finished, Issei let out another dragon shot and destroyed the last of the Bloodletters. "Ya come what's next, I feel like I could take on the whole world," Issei while looking all over for his next opponent.
"He seems to be rather resistant; I would say if he weren't a devil, he would have already become little more than a raving animal," stated matter of factly.
"hmm Your probably right; maybe I should bring him back home," I say as if this keeps up; he might turn into a chaos spawn…maybe not, but better safe than sorry, right. "Ok, Issei, that's enough for today; let's get you back to the good old material plane!" I shout out to him.
"What do you mean leave we just got here, don't tell me the pretty boy is upset cause he's missing out getting waited on hand and foot by his harem," Issei said in what I can only assume was an attempt to insult me.
"As I said, creator, he's acting more aggressive and trying to pick fights he shouldn't," spoke Khorne shaking his head.
"I thought you would be all for fighting and bloodshed?" I asked as it's a little strange he won't want to see a fight.
"Only fighting between the capable and the skilled appeases my appetite for destruction, and his skull wouldn't be worthy for my throne," the blood god responded.
"We having a tea party, ladies, or are we here for training?" Issei asked/insulted.
In response, I snap my fingers, and in response, a large shadow engulfs Issei as a bestial roar and loud thud echoes around. Issei turns around to see the large red form of a Bloodthirster behind him snarling and snapping its jaws, daring the little devil to try something.
"You were saying Issei?" I ask, already knowing the answer.
"You know what, I think I have some chores to get back too, can we call it a day Luke," Issei more pleaded than asked as he quickly sobered up.
Conwell Residence, 30 minutes later
After dropping off the idiot back off at his house, I headed back to my pad, base, whatever it is now, to get some relaxation. "Hey, guys, I'm back; hmm, what seems good?" I ask as I open the door and head to the kitchen.
"Oh, welcome back, Luke, we were just about done with making dinner," spoke Asia as she came around the corner wearing a white apron…and nothing else.
This is your doing, isn't it, you damn pervert, I think to Slaanesh.
Honestly, as much as I would love to take credit, I can't for this one Creator, responded Slaanesh.
"Lady Asia, I think the steak is still, oh my Lord I didn't see you there welcome back," spoke Macha, also in just a green and white apron.
"Likewise, you too, but I have to ask as to why you're both in just aprons?" I ask, confused as all hell right now.
"Oh well, some of the girls at school were saying that after a long day, a sure-fire way for a man to recharge is for a girl to prepare him dinner in just a cooking apron," spoke Asia with such zeal that I almost believed her that's how it worked.
"hmm, I see, and you have dressed like this also because?" I ask Macha, as seeing how Asia is my girlfriend, it makes sense.
"um, well my Lord, I also wanted to help you relive stress after such a long day as well, if you'd have me?" she cutely asked on that last bit.
I swear if any more women give me more of these semi-confessions of love, I'm gonna, I thought before being interrupted by the doorbell.
"Saved by the bell, I guess," I continued. "You two get some actual close on. I'm gonna see who's at the door". I walk over and open the door. "How can I help youuuuu,". I say, lingering on you as I see two women clothed in religious cloaks, one with violet eyes and long chestnut-colored hair, tied up in pigtails, and the other with brown eyes with blue hair with a green fringe. I'm already getting some flashbacks to the last time I opened the door to people of the cloth. Note to self, look through the damn peephole next time, I think to myself as I prepare to get jumped by these nuns.
"Hello, we are from the Catholic church we headed that the 'Emperor of Mankind' lives here, would you be him?" the one with pigtails asks.
"Sorry, wrong house; if you want directions, turn left at Albuquerque," I say as I close the door. Or would have if a boot hadn't blocked it from closing. "Please, we just want to talk, we were sent on a mission, and we need some help," the pigtails girl practically pleaded.
I sigh in annoyance as against my better judgment, I cave in. "Fine, come on in," I continue. "But try anything, and it's a one-way ticket back to your bosses in pieces".
After signaling the others to meet up in the living room, I have Asia set out a set of tea for these two as she goes to stand by my side while the Primarchs and Macha stand behind me. "Before we begin, introductions are in order," I continued waving my hand to myself and my group. "I am Luke Conwell; these are my sons Rogal, Corax, Roboute, and Magnus,". "My handmaiden Asia and Macha, a bodyguard you could call her," I finish.
"Thank you for allowing us into your home, I am Irina Shidou, and this is my partner Xenovia Quarta," spoke the now reveled Irina. Her partner just nodded in acknowledgment.
Not really a talker, I see, I think to myself. "So two nuns walk into a devil's domain, be a joke if it wasn't happening right in front of me," I continue wanting to get to the bottom of this. "There has to be a good reason for being so far in enemy territory?".
"Ya, it's a little strange, isn't it, you see me, my partner, and another exorcist have been tasked by the by the Catholic, Protestant, Eastern Orthodox church to recover a set of holy objects that have been stolen from several vaults throughout Europe," Irina answered.
"I get the feeling these aren't just murals of Saints or something along those lines," I say as stuff never is just as simple as that.
"No, what was stolen were fragments of the holy sword Excalibur," spoke Xenovia for the first time.
Of course, it has to be something like that, sigh; at least it wasn't the Holy Grail or the Ark of the Covent, I think, as I don't want this to turn into some Indiana Jones type crusade for lost artifacts. "I thought Excalibur was just one weapon?" I ask.
"Ya, it was, but during the Great War, it was fragmented into several pieces that were reforged into other swords that each possess a fraction of the originals true power," answered Irina.
"And you want my group's help because?" I ask, not quite seeing why they need my help.
"Because the group responsible is still an unknown and the raid on our vaults have been total massacres, not a soul is left living," Xenovia continues. "That and the area radiates a sickening corruption we can not identify just yet, that leaves some of the more weak-willed members to fall into depravity". "With is in mind, we are not confident in our ability to complete our mission, there for we are requesting aid in out hunt for the missing swords," She finished.
Father sounds similar to chaotic corruption in a lower grade form; perhaps a temporary alliance would be beneficial for us to find and route out this unregistered corruption, spoke Magnus within my mind.
You have a point but let's see where this conversation leads; I think back. "Ok, but that still doesn't explain why us and not some other group, we are not the only faction here in Kuoh?" I question back.
"True, but the other factions are still enemies of the Vatican, and we can not request aid from those who we are still technically at war with," Irina spoke.
"So you would rather chance the failing of your mission than swallow your pride," I say, see where this is going.
"If it means keeping to our beliefs, than yes," responded Xenovia rather quickly.
"While I respect your dedication to your cause, that is foolish from the perspective of the ever-changing battlefield," spoke Guilliman.
"As a warrior of the Church, it is our duty to stand by orders and beliefs no matter what," spoke Xenovia.
"Spoken like a true Codex compliant Astarte, however despite my better judgment, I am inclined to help your cause," I continue. "However, I will need time to consider my final option as I have no allegiance towards any faction over another, as I will state I am my own and will do what benefits my group and me,".
"Very well, we can accept that you will at least consider helping us, can we expect an answer tomorrow?" spoke Xenovia.
"Yes, I'll let you know by tomorrow after I assume you head to Rias Gremory as this is her territory after all," I say, making sure they at least tell my girlfriend what they're doing here.
"Of course, we still need to let the devils know that we don't want them interfering with our mission," spoke Xenovia. Before they left, Xenovia turned to Asia and seemed to remember something. "Oh, before we go, I have to ask, are you Asia Argento?" she continued. "I wouldn't think it true, but I guess the rumors were correct that a witch like you had fled to Japan".
Asia visible flinched at the word witch, and that got me on the defensive. "I ask that you choose your words very carefully; insulting those under my banner is a sure-fire way to piss me off," I say.
"I mean no disrespect, but I am only stating the truth; she abandoned her post, healed a devil, and fled judgment because she was guilty," Xenovia continued. "So tell me, do you still believe in our Lord?".
"You don't have to answer Asia," I say reassuringly, she doesn't owe the church anything and they don't deserve to know that she still believes despite everything.
"It's fine, Luke, the answer is yes," Asia continued. "Even after everything, I still believe in the Lord and still pray to him even to this day". "Despite it all, I can't let go of my belief; it's just who I am," she finished.
"If that is so, then I shall execute you now so that you may be forgiven for your heresy," Xenovia says as she grabs her sword hilt.
Before she can, I have my hand on her wrist. "Try it, and not having any back up will be the least of your worries," I say as I add a little bit of power to my voice. Around me, every one is prepared for a fight. Macha is in front of Asia with her spear at the ready. Rogal and Guilliman have hands-on their respective weapons. Corax, I see ready to pop in and out of existence to shank one of them. And Magnus is radiating slight amounts of Tzentichan magics. Simultaneously, Irina has transformed a little ribbon into a Katana and looks ready for the fight.
"I am offering what any loyal servant of God would want," responded Xenovia.
"And what kind of God promotes the sacrificing of one's own life for forgiveness, you see that's what I never understood about you religious types," I continue. "You talk about forgiveness and acceptance of one's fellow man, but as soon as there is someone else with a deferent view it's off to be stoned and labeled a heretic". "If it's one thing I hate, it's a hypocrite and your organization is full of them," I say. I let go of her hand and stand back in front of Asia and Macha. "Now, if you'd kindly get the hell out of my home, I still have to think on whether or not I'm helping you," I say with a little venom in my voice.
They then both leave without another word, and everyone relaxes after that little standoff. "sigh, So what's for dinner?" I ask, trying to lift the mood. All I'm meet with is a hug from Asia,
I just hug her back and say, "No need, sides they were already starting to strain their welcome anyway,". She just hugged me harder in response.
After that, it was a mostly uneventful dinner between the seven of us. Unless you count having to dissuade Rogal from adding addition fortifications to the outside, playing mediator to the two psyker powerhouses in the room, and both Macha and Asia trying to feed me bits of steak now and again uneventful. While trying to get some sleep that night with Asia sleeping next to me, I decided to contact some experts on corruption.
Alright, I've called this meeting into order to discuss who or what is causing this chaotic corruption/stealing fragments of what is possibly the most famous magical weapon of all time, I think to the four dark gods.
cOuLd Be tHe vATiCAn TryiNg tO Fish fOr InFoRmaTiOn, you Have BecoMe a NeW rIsiNg pLAyER wiTHin thE sUpErnaTUrAl WoRlD aftER YoUr DiSplAy WitH the phEnex HeiR, suggested Tzeentch.
But there are still those devil weaklings that attacked our realms, Khrone brought up.
Perhaps some escaped without us knowing, and where influenced by their time here, Nurgle asked.
UNlikELy, i haD MaDe SuRe tHAt ThEY whERe SeaLeD iN ouR RespEcTivE rEAlMs as sOOn As tHeY MaDE coNTacT, the Architect of Fate continued. anD eVeN if thEy DiD iT wOUldn'T eXPlAiN WhaT wE caN assUMe to bE inSIdER InfOrMatiOn aS TheSE evENts sEEm to Have beEn ComMItTEd bY tHose on tHE iNSiDe.
Humm, so basically, we don't have any real solid leads on who it could be great…well, Slannesh do you have anything to add, I thought. To my surprise, she didn't answer, and I was meet with silence. Slannesh you their or what, I asked.
Ow s..sorry, creator I just had to umm attend to something, she responded a little too nervously.
THat SOmTHing WouLDn't Be thE Fact tHaT yOu Lost One Of youR GrEAtEr daeMOns IS It, Tzeentch.
I didn't lose them, you babbling mollusk, I simply misplaced them, Slannesh answered back.
Wait, can't you just summoned it back? Isn't it apart of you, I ask.
Well, that's the thing creator I sort of, um can't, she spoke.
"What?" I asked out loud. I immediately feel a sift to my left as Asia mumbles for me to quiet down. I kiss her forehead as an apology. What the hell do you mean you can't summon it, I questioned.
Well, every time I go to, I just can't seem to locate them, they just seem to pop in and out sporadically, Slaanesh quickly said.
And you didn't think this was something you should have brought up when it happened; I say now starting to get agitated.
Well, I didn't want you to get mad, like your doing now, she practically wined.
Because this is serious, this isn't someone's notebook you misplaced, I continued. You lost a greater fucking daemon.
cReaToR wHiLe i UNdeRsTAnD yOUr AgITaTIoN, iF tHe daEMoN iS sHifTing Back AnD fOrtH BetWEeN tHE maTerIal ANd tHe imMAterIuM we Do nOT NeeD to WorRy, Tzeentch continued. fOr ThaT MeAns WhOEveR Has IT, THe RiTUaL tHey Have It unDer Is iNcoMpleTE aNd wIll EVeNtuALlY fAIl wiThOuT pROppER KnoWLedGE.
And we can only assume they don't know a damn thing about it cause this has been going on for…how long has it been going on, I ask.
After a short pause, Slaansh response. For about three weeks now.
sigh, Tzeentch can't try to speed up the prosses of free the Keeper of Secrets; if anything like this happens again, inform me immediately and try and double-check over your realms better to be safe than sorry, I say as I feel their presence leave my conscious and I begin to sleep.
Luke's Dreamscape
I awake to find myself in a familiar void, but this time there is a light. I swim to it, not really sure what it could be, but I feel compelled to touch it. As I get closer, I can almost hear the sounds of a fire, and sure enough, I can see it's a campfire. I slowly lean in closer to it to see what is burning. I see a picture of me, my parents, and. "Marie," I say out loud as I see the face of someone I'd never see again. As I say that the picture starts to burn away, I desperately try and grab the photo. I get burned, a searing hot pain that hits me at my very core. The more I try and grab the photo, the more it burns away, and the harder it is to feel anything but the pain.
"It doesn't matter," I hear a voice call out. I look around to see a log appear out of now where with an old robbed figure sitting on it. I can't see his face but the only distinctive mark is the Aquila buckle on his robe. "They are only a distraction and will only bring you down," he said, his voice not even having a shred of empathy.
"No, I need them," I say.
"Do you?" He says as I see a pair of glowing golden eyes appear from under his hood.
Conwell Residence, Next Morning
"Gah," I say as I wake up from my dream. I wipe the cold sweat off my face and try to calm down. Why do I keep having these dreams, I think, as they just seem too real. Like they actually happened.
"Luke, whats wrong?" I hear Asia ask as she wakes up.
"I..it's nothing Asia, just a nightmare," I say, trying to calm her fears.
"Are you alright, my lord," I hear to my left as I turn to see Mahca…in my bed…with nothing on.
"I..I'm not even gonna ask," I say as I get up to get ready for school. Normally I'd ask what the hell she's doing, but I'm too freaked out by what I had just woken up from.
As I prepare to head out, I get a text from my mother asking if I'm still going to make it to sell the family home. I responded with yes, as even if I couldn't teleport to the other side of the planet and back, I would still make it to see the old home's final day.
"Luke?" Asia asks, getting my attention.
"Yes, babe," I response
"You know if something is bothering you, you know you can always talk to me right," she says as she fidgeted with her dress.
She's too good for me; I think, as she knows somethings bother me but doesn't want to call me out. "Yes, my lord, please, if something is clouding your mind, then we wish to help," spoke Macha as well.
"I appreciate it, you two, really I do, and I'll take you both up on that offer," I continue as I pull both of them into a hug. "But we have bigger things to worry about than a little nightmare, so come on, let's head out,".
Old School Building, 8 hours later
After our classes, we meet up with the Primachs to witness the exchange between the Rias and the Exorcists. Suffice to say it went about as well as expected. "So, in conclusion, we ask that you keep out of official church business," spoke Xenovia.
"So pretty much fuck off and stay out of your way, damn didn't know you could make a sentence into a paragraph like that," I say.
"While I wouldn't put it that crudely, my boyfriend seems to have summed your request," spoke Rias, giving me a bit of a side-eye, annoyed by my antics.
"Yes, your…boyfriend," Xenovia said with what could only be described as resentment.
"What can I say he has good taste," spoke Rias putting her arms under her bust to emphasize her point/bust.
"Pride before the fall, babe," I comment.
"Yes, well we better be off; we have probably overstayed our welcome, can we still count on your aid, Mr. Conwell?" Irina asked.
Before I could answer, a knock on the door interrupted me and in walked in Sona. "Ah, here they are; I believe our guests have been missing someone," she spoke.
I was about to greet her when I noticed who was with her. Right behind her was a paler man with long black hair tied up in a ponytail. He wore a priest's garb decorated in medals and holy symbols, with a sword at his hip. He had steely grey eyes framed by his circular glasses. As soon as I saw him, my blood began to boil.
"Ah hello, all my name is…" he didn't even get a chance to finish as I had rushed to tackle him against the wall. I had grabbed him by his garb and slammed him to the wall raising him off the ground. I had an arm prepared to strike him in the face, but both Irina and Xenovia had their swords at my throat. All the while, the bastard just smiled down at me. "Ah well, if it isn't little Conwell, my, my how things have changed," he said as he smiled at me.
"Gideon Belladona, you son of a bitch," I say with pure venom in my voice.
Yep, another cliffhanger. Sorry guys, I like giving you long chapters, but I can't have this just run on without a good stopping point somewhere. I was gonna start writing this up in late February/early March, but this year has been…well, I don't even have to explain this year. Long story short, I had to delay for personal and financial reasons and the fact that I just couldn't find the time until now.
But I'm back, and I'm gonna start writing for at least an hour a day, even if I have to force it. Hopefully, that at least lets me get a chapter a month out for one of my stories. But if you're reading this, then that most likely means I posted another chapter of my Tinyhammer fanfic and hopefully a chapter of another fanfic I'll have on the side to get my creative juices flowing. If not, then I'm a huge liar and probably an asshole for getting your hopes up.
Anyway, let me know how you like this chapter and tell me if I have downgraded since last time; I know I have to be rusty by now.
With that, this is Gaslight88 signing off