Chapter 7: Hakuress oyl Skai~ VALENTINA

Skip 25 years past the Zero Arc. 6 years had passed since that fateful day when I dared to fight Smithy, and I had tried to marry Larry's daughter. It seemed as if she either loved me or had no idea how much hatred her father had for me. We fought constantly, whether over my claim to the Earth (which I had made after Larry had bought his sword, so as to insult the planet he lived on), or over some silly trivia I had misunderstood. But the main point of this is the girl I met while I was recovering from Annie's rejection, the queen of Nimbus Land, Valentina.

She has quite the temper on the outside, but truly cares about those she loves... I can only help but sigh as I write this.

I learned about her from my scouts the day before. I had already heard of Nimbus Land long before, but I didn't bother going there out of fear she was aligned with Smithy. There was confusion about that the Omegaverse over, until she released a press statement saying she clearly wasn't, in a somewhat rude way.

I flew over there first by spaceship, using the Renegade, my personal flagship, and then by using my own wings. The Toads were rumoring she had a huge crush on me, but I didn't care about rumors - I was just seeking information. I knocked in the door in traditional Primordian fashion, and she ran up to it, with a pep in her step. "Hello, Revure Sephiroth!", she said in a voice that reminded me of a fangirl, except that it was far different: She seemed to be passing the exam, thus far. "Hello, Valentina. So, you're the queen of this blue sky?", I said.

"Yes! Have you noticed the smiles on them? They aren't that cute...", she said. I replied,

"I never was a fan of emoji, either. But that's also because I can hardly see texts from Roxas over the fangirls..."

"Who's he...?", she asked. I then responded, "He's my childhood friend. We do just about everything together, but he doesn't go on recon anymore. Not since Smithy knocked him out, that is..."

"Recon? How about dinner?", she asked. I was open to dinner, and it was fancy - but the chefs back home always cook fancy. That's how I've always liked it, and pretty sure all the smart Revures did. She cooked lobster, salad, and had some red wine for a drink. I was always a drinker, but this was the best damned red wine I'd had at that point. I had three glasses - two was my usual limit.

But still, I did recon. First, I confirmed that she was against Smithy - she was neutral, but would be willing to put her troops on the line for me should I ask. She was my only ally until the Keurids took over Anzoth, and even then, their force fighting in the war consisted of 100 regiments. Of course, I did. Then, I asked about others I needed to worry about, though I knew about Sir Grodus and Mother Brain's alliances. She mentioned the Mario Brothers, whose hatred for was beyond limitations. I mentally questioned whether they were the same plumbers I had seen in the vision. By her description, they were - and her desire for vengeance against them (and experience fighting them) would be extremely helpful.

Somehow, I realized something... This was someone I actually had a crush on, so I mentioned the rumor and said if that it was true, I liked her back (in a formal method, of course.) She kissed my hand. "Well, I'd best be off... The Revurate never sleeps, not even when all is peaceful." I fired an energy blast towards a cloud, destroying it and leaving a cloud of vapor for me to return to the Renegade through. I left, but narrowly heard her screaming my name. Three eagles were on my tail up until I was about to leave the atmosphere.

Of course, I should mention Dodo, the servant whose IQ happens to be lower than that of the young mermaids fishermen capture to fry. I clearly remember him bringing me my bag, which had technology worth trillions of guld inside, but he dropped it once. I swore that if he did it again, he'd be blasted dead and left to decompose until my servants actually bothered taking his corpse and burning it to ash, upon which he was scared enough to bring it over without incident. Oh, and shouldn't I mention all the shouting Val had to do to get him to actually do it? It's like a child in a daycare - except we Primordian people have it to where that's illegal. You better hire a sitter if you want to go on the flight to work over in the next sector. And warfare is the next best thing - I saw a three-year old holding up a laser pistol once. Believe he killed 5 men before he was shot dead, all by biting their already bloodied arms, his report says.

I may as well end this chapter, for this is way too long for even I.

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