Filler Chapter
Sorry for the late updates… I have been very busy with school, summer projects, and my entire month of August was devoted to a band camp. (falls over dead)
The next two chapters will be released at the same time as soon as I finish them. Until then… here is a short filler chapter that covers more of the pre-Mamori time period, pre-Sena dwarf time… heck only Hiruma was alive and a few others were alive back then!
This is to reveal a little of the past events, kind of like a flash-back of some sort of the time when Hiruma was the Demon King of Christmas Bowl. Also a few characters will be introduced who will appear later in the story.
Don't read if you don't want to. It probably won't change the story much since it's written in a more foreshadowing-type way.
Anyway enjoy!
PS: Fill in the Blanks will have a second chapter.
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A lone figure made its way up the side of the wind blasted mountain, cloak blowing in the wind wildly.
The wind paused for a brief second as it gathered its breath before exhaling in a huge gust against the mountain again.
The figure sighed and hunched in his cloak even more as it reached the top of rocky outcrop. "It is disgraceful that I have been reduced to this state by those damnable white knights!" the cloaked figure hissed in spite.
A rumble ran through the mountain and the figure tensed slightly as a loud bark echoed across the land.
"Seems Hiruma is letting his hell hound out. So much power yet he doesn't use it. A shame, a real shame," the figure muttered as he entered a dimly lit cave and onward to the palace.
Doburoku watched the new arrival with a frown. He could sense a malevolent aura surrounding this fellow even though he emitted no magical energies.
The royal adviser snorted and headed down the hallway with troubled thoughts spinning around his head. 'A stranger like this… a bad omen,' he thought as he gazed out one of the windows to behold the huge stadium sitting under the burning red sun.
The figure smirked as he shook off his cloak and handed it to a servant. The royal adviser hadn't noticed a thing about him to alert him about his form. Agon crossed his arms as he looked up at the impressive castle that straddled the area between two mountains.
A huge three-headed dragon lounged above the entry way snoring slightly, its dangerously spiked tail swishing considerably over the path like a pendulum.
Yet the dragon itself seemed more like a mouse compared to the giant palace which spiraled up into the air, its twisting spires giving the entire place a hellish look which was emphasized even more by the red light that shined out from the windows.
The entire building radiated magical energies that seemed to sizzle in the air and brief bolts would suddenly split the sky with an ear-deafening crack, striking the spires of the castle.
"So much power these Demon Lords have… yet they waste it," Agon growled, glaring up at the castle. "Soon this will all be mine and I will rule this world."
With that the disguised Naga entered the palace of the two all powerful Demon Lords of Christmas Bowl, Hiruma and Kid.
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Kid leaned against a pillar with a troubled face. "The air doesn't feel right. Doesn't feel right at all…" he murmured, peeking out from under the brim of his hat.
Tetsuma, the iron golem Kid himself had fashioned long ago, stared with the same blank expression at his companion. The sharpshooter sighed and placed a hand on his hat as he gazed out at the sky. "I get this feeling that a shadow has fallen upon this land. I fear the worst."
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Agon stood on a balcony and stared into the stadium where the self-styled King of Christmas Bowl paced in front of the ranks of Devil Imps fidgeting around on the field. "A waste of power," Agon repeated as he eyed the blond, "Yet that power can be mine if I could get that book."
The Naga stared at the plain black book that dangled off Hiruma's belt. The front had a few runes that revealed that this book was not written of this world but of another world far away. The demon home world most likely.
"For such a ratty looking thing, the spells that it has inside could help me restore the Nagas to their former glory and destroy these demons for good," Agon smirked, his fingers itching to hold the book.
Agon knew that with one look, his vision would be able to decipher the spell and after that he would not only remove Hiruma but also Kid. He didn't want any challenge to his new kingdom.
"But now I have to seek out the powerful archmage of Deimon to help… with a sealing spell for this blond demon and I'll deal with the cowboy wanna-be after I have that book." Agon grinned, body tingling in anticipation.
The shadows over the land increased and Hiruma looked at the sky with a slight frown, "Something isn't right here. The damn sun is getting covered by clouds when it never rains here!"
The first drop of rain pelted the top of the spire and the two Demon Lords gazed at the sky with mixed feelings knowing somewhere deep down that something grave had descended onto this dimension.