Finished, Bloodbourne. Pretty great game I'll happily admit. Then again I do feel like it was semi-hollow due to the fact I went in blind and didn't know fuck all about how to get the real ending, so I gotta get it 100% in Ng+.
I'm sure once all those lore buffs get their arses in gear I'll be able to love it more. I'm just shit at making connections on my own when it comes to all that kinda stuff.
Start.
"See, look at this mothefucker. It's hideous, and really fuckin' hard. I love it." Said Menma, pointing out the Cleric Beast, whilst Asia hid behind him, trying to not look at the big scary creature.
"It's so scary..." Whimpered the girl as the creature released another screech, blood splattering all over the digital bridge the beast and the hunter stood on.
"I think you mean fucking awesome!" He corrected with a grin, the girl squeaked as he delivered the killing blow to the Cleric Beast and it exploded into a shower of gore, blood raining from the sky. "Victory!" Standing up and throwing out his arms the Uzumaki did cheer. "This is going to be a good game."
"Why are you watching something on your computer at the same time then..?" Asked the girl curiously, her shell of fear gone as the creature was banished. "Don't you get distracted?"
"Hm? Oh that, no. That's just a let's play of a game I'll never get around to owning. So I just watch this and bam, now I know what happens in Dragon Ball Xenoverse. Or I may just end up getting it later, I dunno. Live life on a whim." He said, waving it off, before looking up to the right in thought, "Though Dragon Ball has a lot of abilities I could easily mimic...Hm." Menma looked at his main hand and scrunched up his face in confusion, "Imagine a Kamehameha..." His eyes slowly sparkled at the revelation.
"Bloodbourne first."
"You're strange, Menma-san." Commented Asia meekly.
"Good. I'd hate to think I was normal. It takes a certain type of punish glutton to play these damn games." He idly replied, butchering his way through Yharnam, it was pretty easy for someone with heightened senses, though he could easily see how your average person would have trouble adjusting from the slow methodical approach to the 'Rush in and kill all the things before they kill you' mentality needed for the newest iteration of the franchise.
"I don't understand, if it punishes you, why do you want to play it so much?" Asked the girl, puzzled. Miyo crawled into her lap and laid down, making the girl's eyes sparkle.
"Bragging rights mostly, if I can beat it and other people can't I get to call them out on being shit bastards. That and I just enjoy a good challenge, the stories and lore in these games are usually rich as fuck and everyone can appreciate a good story." His eyes shifting to her for a moment before they returned to the screen.
"By the way, happy that you aren't freakin' the fuck out about me killing the Fallen, the cunt had it coming."
"They were the last hope I had at getting back into the Lords favour." She said sadly, though he did notice how she flinched almost every time he swore. Tough tits, grow a backbone.
"Yeah well life is full of trials. How you overcome them is what defines you. If you feel like your sky-daddy doesn't like you anymore, pull up your boots and carve out your own true self. You gotta learn to love yourself before you can ask love of another, Asia." The odd profoundness of that statement made Asia pause in writing off most of what he'd said. The lax and blank look of mild concentration on his face making it look like it was just something he said every day, as though he just had these little pearls of wisdom stocked away.
"That's was beautiful, Menma-san." She said softly, smiling at him. Once more his eyes shifted to hers before going back to the screen.
"Don't go telling anyone I said that. I have a mascaraed to play after all." Were the quick words that came from the older male, Asia laughed quietly to herself as he stared at her, "I'm not kidding." A sweatdrop formed at the back of her head as she slowly nodded, his gaze shifted away once more.
"Darkness I hope no-one bothers me today. Skinning would happen I swear." He bit out ruthlessly, the vivid imagery already in his head as he made progress through the sewers.
A knock at his door resounded, Menma's roar of rage made Asia hide under the covers of his bed with Miyo, his rage quickly cooled as he placed the controller down and got out of his chair, stalking through the house and swung the door open, "What now?!" He snarled out, only to see the face of that silver haired woman, "Oh. You. Why are you here?" He asked, the only answer being a letter being offered forward, it had a gothic looking G stamped on red wax, he almost deadpanned at the overly intricate message, he sharpened his index finger with magic and cut open the top before pulling out the contents.
His eyes slid across the words on the page quickly, slowly becoming more and more jaded with each word, "Right a summons to fight dickhead. I'll be there, or whatever. Cheers for the message." He closed the door and was about to return to his room until the knock sounded once more, sighing frustrated he opened the door once more.
"I sense a woman's presence in your room. Are you already spreading your seed to other women besides, Rias-sama?" She asked icily.
"Not that my home is any of your fuckin' business lady, but no. That's just a friend that's staying with me at the moment. If that's all, I'm busy."
"I will be keeping a close eye on you, Menma-san. Oh, and Lord and Lady Gremory have invited you for dinner at your earliest convenience to discuss the contract. Have a good day, ruffian." Menma watched as she vanished into a red sigil.
"Already hate you." He stared at the ground she once occupied with a scowl. "Oh you've been invited for dinner at your latest convenience. La-di fucking da. Darkness I hate formal events." He grouched, he was a very self aware asshole, and just out of respect for fellow humans beings, he didn't want to be stuck in the same room as them for several hours where he's expected to just be nice to people. It was awkward for both of them.
He was a massive prick, but he did offer people a modicum of respect as long as they didn't bother him, when they did though, all bets were fucking off.
Menma almost slammed the door before returning to his room, flopping down into his chair and tossing the letter onto his desk. "Back to the thing I don't hate." Asia's curiosity seemed to get the better of her, and she peeked at the letter.
She gasped in shock, Menma turned to her with a risen eyebrow, "What?"
"Y-you're a devil?" She questioned nervously.
"Yeah..." He replied easily, "So?"
"B-but the whole reason I was excommunicated was because I healed a Devil with my powers. I-if somehow they find me with you, they'll kill us both!" She exclaimed, her face almost ashen at the idea.
"If they believe killing someone who was turned against his will is justified, then I'll have a nice little chat with them. Until then, I see no reason to worry, Asia. Live as you would. Or you can become my new co-op partner. That'd also be acceptable. Because Monster Hunter is better with two people."
"You're a strange person, Menma-san."
"Whatever.
Later
"Alright so, now all you gotta do is lunge off that ledge and you'll jump, press X and do a plunging attack." Informed the Uzumaki as he and the blonde girl sat in is lounge room, both holding 3DS', he'd splurged and bought her one and Monster Hunter 4 Ultimate, it was the only way he knew to calm her tits.
Once more someone came'a knockin'.
"Oh my fucking Abyss! What do you people want with me today! I will Kamehameha you into the fucking Twisting Nether! Except I don't have some weak ass little best friend to have good times with. I've got a fucking cat and a shit ton of problems who keep trying to be apart of my life." He ranted swinging the door open, "What?!" He snarled, the sight of his Peerage mates were not something to make him smile.
Issei, Koneko, Akeno and Kiba were present. They saw the ferocious look on his face and almost all flinched, his hand lit up with an angry red flame, "Speak." He ordered icily.
"W-w-we...we..." Stammered Issei.
"Did you kill those Angels, Senpai?" Asked Koneko calmly.
"Yes. The bondage cunt was the one to shove a spear through my gut, so I shoved my fist through her face." He smirked at the memory, looking up to his right and reflecting on it. All his rage vanishing like dust in the wind.
"Does that mean you saved Asia!?" Shot out Issei quickly, Menma looked at him expressionlessly. "Well?" Prodded the brunette.
"Yes. I like cute things. She's cute. Brought her home." He explained breezily, "Asia. Pervy dickhead is here to see you." He called out with a sigh, rubbing the ridge of his nose as he walked back inside, not so subtly telling them to come in if they had the balls.
"Who..? Oh Issei-san! It's so good to see you again." Sweet smile on full blast she greeted the pervert with open heart and almost jumped at the sight of him.
"Asia! Are you OK? Did those Fallen hurt you! How did you end up here!?" Was the rapid onslaught of questions, Menma rolled his eyes and went into the kitchen to escape the emotion fueled duo.
"What are you up to?" Came the venomous voice of Kiba, Menma slammed his fist into the wall just above the boys head, making his eyes widen for a second before the reset into the scowl he currently wore.
"If you lot are still here in five minutes. I'll flay you all alive. I'll tear off your limbs and leave you on the sidewalk like garbage. I just wanted a day to relax instead of dealing with you fucks. You dare come into my house and accuse me of being up to something? I'll kill everyone you love if you keep up with this fucking attitude, Kiba." Swore the Uzumaki, staring bloody murder directly into the boys eyes.
Today was his off day, as was the whole weekend really. He didn't even have time to log on and speak with his guild he'd been so distracted with all the bullshit that came with all this Devil crap. And that was a pretty big deal for him. He just wanted to take a few hours to enjoy himself and get to know Asia a little bit maybe, but no. These fucks would not leave him alone.
"You wouldn't dare. We're in the same Peerage, like it or not if you kill us, or harm us in any serious manner. The wrath of politics comes down on your head, you become stray and end up hunted until you die." Rebuked Kiba, biting out his words like it harmed him to speak with the taller male.
"Watch me." Was all that Menma said as his eyes ran red. "You don't understand how much I'd love to see you dead Kiba. I may very well just be willing to risk a whole lot to see that happen, you annoying little gnat." Menma departed from the wall conversation and went into his room, flopping down onto the bed putting his forearm over his eyes and sighing.
"Senpai...Would you really hurt us?" Asked the small voice of Koneko, Menma was upright in a second as she stared at him with those judgmental hazel eyes.
"I've been under a lot of stress Koneko. People say things they don't mean when they're stressed. Stay however long you want just...Leave me be. I need to get back to thinking my way out of this mess." They say you can see when someone really accepts the gravity of a situation, and it dawns on them in full. Menma just had this moment and immediately accepted the fact that he was fucked.
"Is it because of Riser-san?" Asked the small girl, ignoring his request and sitting next to him on the bed, Miyo crawling onto her lap.
"No. It's all this shit with Rias. I never even wanted to get married. I never wanted to have kids. I never wanted to have one of those perfect little families. I'm fine on my own. But no. Some extra world I was never meant to be apart of opens up and now because of something as simple as a one night stand fucks me over for the rest of my existence. You'll have to forgive me for not wanting to accept it." He bit out sarcastically, whilst he didn't want marriage the human way, mostly because it meant the government getting involved in your personal affairs and if the two people involved it would no doubt mean he'd loose almost all of his shit to some uppity bitch who got him into something so stupid. He didn't know how it worked with Devils but that wasn't the point, it was the principal of the matter.
"You don't want babies?" She asked curiously.
"Fuck no. Have you seen me? Why the hell would I want to raise another version of me but smaller? That's insane." He rebuked with a scoff, Koneko did notice that the small smirk he usually had on his face had sprung up once again.
"Strange." She commented.
"Look. We're not going to sit here and talk about my feelings, that's fuckin' boring." He sat up and returned to his chair, "There's a little girl who needs me." He said referring to the young girl in Yharnam, daughter of the second boss, Gascoigne. This game was already playing with his feels.
Koneko got the message and left the room, though taking Miyo with her. The Uzumaki stared at the screen blankly, he was really letting the stupid teenage hormones make him loose his self-control, stupid Kiba, stupid everything.
Next Day, Underworld.
The trip down wasn't exactly something he enjoyed, the feeling of being teleported was unpleasant. It felt like being taken apart piece by piece and then reassembled in a few seconds, he was idly impressed with the scale of the place though, looked like some kind of castle really.
The father and mother of the girl he slept with were some of the oddly nicest people he'd met. Lady Gremory was elegant and beautiful, whilst being so strangely kind he didn't know how to deal with it. Lord Gremory was a bit more quiet but still having that boisterous and imposing fatherly feel to him, the way he smiled when Rias and her peerage arrived made him uncomfortable, nice people were so weird to deal with.
Sirzechs tried to do the whole 'Crushing Handshake' thing, Menma wasn't really phased, he'd dealt with these kinds of people, he kicked him in the shin and that made him let go. The whimpering from the godly powerful man made him smile.
Sona and her family had shown up for the bout, apparently she and Rias had been friends since childhood, way to throw a fucking curveball life. That was something he really didn't know how to deal with, the amount of times he'd addressed Rias as 'Red-cunt' or 'Fire-crotch' to Sona almost made him face palm in despair. Though he didn't he was far to composed for such a thing.
The man across from him however didn't seem as composed. The scowl etched across the face of Riser Phenex was quite impressive, he did look a bit old for a girl like Rias, he had creases under his eyes and old, angry eyes. Though he might just be some wise motherfucker, doubtful though. He had short blonde hair and blue eyes, apparently like all of his family, he wore black sleeves, just sleeves. And white pants.
He also had some odd cape thing that started around his waist and then just sorta...Fell down. It was something he'd never seen before. Though the bare chest felt a bit much really. That and how clingy his little sister seemed to be, maybe a bro-con? That'd made sense, the scariest shit was that he saw that pretty frequently in his life, girls thinking the world of their older brothers a little too much.
Menma felt the need to dress up, so he didn't. He was in jeans and a t-shirt. Though he did have his earrings in. His catalyst ring was still around his middle finger though, his tome ready to be summoned at a moments notice. He stared at Riser disinterestedly, the poor fucker was just getting riled up by that it was pretty amusing if nothing else.
The random sparks that seemed to lift off Riser's skin, Menma decided to play his part, lifting his lips into a snarls and releasing a short haze of sapphire mist from in between his teeth. "This duel is the decider between who will claim rights to the contract of marriage pertaining to one, Rias Gremory. Due to the special circumstances the winner of this bout has one request that will be heeded anything goes, money? Power? Or something else entirely, we begin within the minute." Announced the booming voice of Sirzechs, his face projected around the arena.
Yeah there was a full on fucking arena, these people had way too much money. Nah just fuckin' with ya. It's some pocket dimension they used for battles like this, this one was just set to look like an arena.
Menma concentrated on a particular source of inspiration he would be using for this little bout, it would undoubtedly shock the shit out of the Devil's to see magic like his, his Grandfather was quite express in how rare such a thing was, "You know I think your death will be reward enough, boy." Spat out the Phenex.
"Oh is this the part where you monologue about how you're going to totally beat me. Go ahead, waste your breath, tweety. I'm not scared of you ya twat." Replied the Uzumaki easily, Riser's ire seemed to stir even more as the teen rebuked him without a care, clearly he had no idea who he was dealing with.
"Or maybe I should make you my personal servant, that way you can watch as I pleasure myself on your woman."
"Really? That's the best you've got? You're going to fuck someone half your age while another someone half your age watches? Grow a pair fruit cup, do better." Replied the teen with a dismissive wave of his hand.
"20 Seconds." Announced Sirzechs, a frown evident on his face at Riser's words.
"Now what you need is to threaten my family and friends, then I'll say some bullshit about friendship and how morally wrong you are, even though morality is subjective and friendship doesn't give anyone any kind of power. It's like you don't even know how to be a villain, then again...I'm pretty shit at being some fucking infantile protagonist, see we're learning together." Menma brushed a fake tear away and huffed dramatically.
"I don't like you." Was all he got in response.
"I wouldn't want a kiddy fiddling sis-con to like me anyway." He idly tossed out, Riser looked like he'd been smacked with a fish, his sister going slightly pink in the stands at the idea.
"H-How dare you speak such vulgarity about me!" Spat Riser, playing the insulted aristocrat quite well.
"Oh so that's the too far point, not the raping the redhead in front of me, got it. Good to learn so much more about you, ya fucking weirdo." Said Menma, hearing Sirzechs announce 5 seconds, from the look of it, Riser didn't.
Menma stretched out and counted down from 5 in his head, cracking his knuckles as he arrived at 3 and gathering his magic into his legs at 1.
Then he shot off like a bullet, a stream of blue energy trailing behind him, "Ki Blast!" He shouted out, getting the image firmly in his head and gathering an orb of blue magic in his hand before tossing it in a fly-by attack, the blast striking Riser in the chest and exploding on contact, the Phenex's body was tossed back by the force, Menma redirected and appeared behind him, slamming his knee into Riser's back, though before he could go anywhere Menma grabbed the back of his head and then extended his leg to a proper kick, planting it firmly in the back of Riser's knee, forcing him to buckle, Menma blasted forward once more, though this time dragging the blond through the ground, ripping it up on the way through.
Once he felt like he'd gotten the message across Menma vanished once more and appeared where he was initially standing, though he did keep a loose stance.
There were gasps from the on looking crowd though neither combatants could hear them, Menma placed both his hands together the second he saw Riser getting up, "Never give them a second, just like the old man taught me." The orb formed and he thrust his hands forward, opening them so his palms faced Riser, "Kamehameha, motherfucker!" He bellowed, the beam of blue shooting towards the Phenex.
Riser was hit with the force of truck and was sent directly in the dimensional wall, Menma's blast not letting up in the slightest as he pressed it harder and harder, though for a second he felt a burning in his chest and stopped, that was all the time Riser needed to get his bearing, initiating his recovery to heal his wounds, his bloody face and burnt chest healing rapidly.
Menma clutched at his chest as it felt like something was trying to come out, "Oh fuck, chest bursters eat your heart out." He cursed lowly, a low whistle leaving his lips as his wolves appeared.
"Get on it you two." He ordered, the leapt at Riser, who merely dodged and weaved around the constructs to give himself more time to heal himself.
"Riptide..." Intoned the younger man, a splash of water rushing over his body, though he felt no relief, "What the fuck?" Baffled was putting it lightly, shaking himself off Menma did his best to ignore the pain for now, lightning sparks across his arms, "Concentrate fuckhead. Chain Lightning!" The azure stream of electricty jumped across the gap between them and managed to catch Riser in the arm, the Phenex released his flaming wings and took to the air, summoning powerful flames in his hands.
"Die you filthy, low-class scum!" Roared the enraged man, as he began to rain down flames upon his foe, Menma merely vanished once again.
"Aim better, fuckface. Starfall!" Comets of arcane power rained down from the sky like an orbital bombardment striking Riser square in the back. "Don't lose focus!" Menma shot forward straight into the raining power, flying through the air like one badass motherfucker and clotheslining Riser mid-fall in the throat, though he wrapped his arm around the mans neck instead of just going for the strike and quickly descended, ignoring the burning on his forearm from the flaming wings.
"Lasers!" Roared Menma, several small orbs of magic leaping from his skin like fireflies and the second he dumped Riser face first into the ground he released them all, the needle thing beams tore him apart like finely diced meat.
Menma landed slowly, savoring the look of complete agony upon his foes face, "Never waste a second." Said Menma, blankly looking into Riser's eyes as he once more initiated his healing, funneling all his magic into saving his own life.
"I look forward to seeing you do this. Go ahead." Menma's fingers danced with purple energy, in the crowd, Kiba's eyes darkened at the sight of that familiar shade of purple, whilst the rest of the Peerage flinched at the sight of it.
"Come on, I'm waiting, meat." Ordered Menma, the exposed muscle tissued along the mans body was slowly being covered with skin, so Menma stomped on his throat, making the already defeated devil gurgle up a good deal of blood.
"You. Don't. Fuck. With. Me." Advised the teen, walking away from the beaten and battered older man. "Call it already you twit, if they're lucky, his clan can save his ass." Shouted out Menma to the sky as Sirzech's face appeared.
The redhead nodded and responded thusly, "The winner is Menma Uzumaki, Rook of Rias Gremory. As winner what do you wish for your prize, Menma-san?" Asked the man, the field fell around the black haired teen, Riser's sister was out for his blood he merely turned and slammed his fist right into her nose, breaking it.
"I want the contract annulled. I'm not getting fuckin' hitched because of a one night stand. Sort that out between yourselves, I'm going outside." He then proceeded to walk past every person present, right out the doors of the large building the event was hosted in and left.
Sona facepalmed at the display, she couldn't deny he did well, he was obviously much more powerful than she initially estimated, with an enormous range of destructive abilities, but did he have to handle it in such a troublesome manner? The backlash from the damage to Riser alone would land him in hot water, now he's gone and broken the contract publicly?
The fool was going to give her a heart attack at this rate.
End of chapter.
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