Chapter 25
"That you still think I seek any glory betrays the true blindness that has overcome you. I recall the virtues I stood for. I recall the struggles and the things that we have done! I will not be deterred from my vengeance. I remember the lessons passed on to the sons! So, I reject you for now and for always! To strike you down I have waited for a million nights!"
Attributed to Rylanor the ancient of rites. M 41
Kuoh city Issei's home Friday night.
The Sigilites had stayed up late tonight. They know Issei is going to war tomorrow. They make new favors for him. He needs them. Ravel helps Ingvild make hers. It is a singing siren on an ocean of peace. Ravel makes a new Aquilla with fire motifs and her psychic presence. Sona makes a picture of her and Issei together. Hadrian helps his ladies. He gets then anything they wish for. Ravel knows one day she will be there with him. Sona still wants to learn to shoot. To use a sword. Ingvild just wants him to be safe. Hadrian wants to be there. But they need guard. Antony had reassured the fifth custodian that he is not looked down on by the rest of the companions.
Issei is boosting his mind. He, Daliea and Cawl are running logistics. Every shel every gun every single possible potential problem. Issei wishes that Roboute was here helping with this. He was not perfect. He needs help. He takes strength from his Sigilites. They who will give him hope for himself. Daliea wants to be there. But she is needed in the back. Cawl pats his sister.
Camp of Light China.
The chapels are crowded to the brink and beyond. All the faithful and those who are starting are here. They know the stakes. Their commanders had told them that. Men and women were determined to stop this. No species with members in the guard was shrinking from that. This was the Imperium unleashed. A dozen tanks. Six field guns.
Leonardo had pushed himself and the adepts that were more peace inclined to double production of everything. Thus, the miracle of the four extra guns. The Adeptus Mechcanicus had pushed themselves to exhaustion to keep the lines running twenty four hours with only small breaks. Cawl and Cornelia had let this pass this time. But they insisted to the adepts that this would not happen again. They should not die for this.
Freed has been talking with his commanders and with Captain Fleur. Her now eight squads of stormtroopers would be under his command. As would the thirty Sister of Battle. Xenovia represents them. Antony is here as is Commander White-Owl and the battery commander. Harold and his scions are as ready as they can be. One hundred ninety scions. Ten have been chosen to stay behind and train the next few recruit batches. The Guard is bringing five regiments. That is five thousand humans. Devils have been formed into a temporary regiment along with the angels. Nature sports commanded by Gaia will work with the medical corp.
The senate of the gods want this over. They see a path for this to be. Three monsters dead. They power up with Neoth and pour their strength into the miracle system.
Kokabiel was happy with the mustering of his army. Twenty cadres of fallen. Eight thousand of the pure master race. Pantier and Anavie had done well too. They had brought more mercs. The worst exorcists left alive. Magicians with few scruples. Enraged nature spirits who had long left Gaia's service and just wanted to kill now. Even a human merc company who were eager for war. They were nuts that Kokabiel liked in the worms. He was now rogue.
The peace sucker Azazel has finally done it. The Angel of the Stars has been issued a kill on sight order for the false Grigori. The true ones are here. They will have their war. The slaughter would happen. The devils need to die now. They cannot have the next generation thanks to the bastard human.
Kokabiel was about to leave this muster base in Siberia. But he stayed. He does not know why. Just that he did. He could probably have fun with several true Grigori women tonight and tomorrow. Then they move. The blood is calling to him. The war to come. Yes. He will stay.
Camp of Light China Early Saturday morning.
The Imperium is gathered. They look to the Emperor of Mankind. Many want to touch him. They will fight and die in his name. There are very few Alpharius's left in Kokabiel's forces. Those there were had run bringing everything they could. Akeno had passed everything her father had sent her to Issei. It helps a little. The bishops of new houses sworn to the Emperor look on in awe at the army. To know they are helping this force stop war. That humbles the pure bloods and the new reincarnated.
The custodians stand next to their lord eternal. The second Custodian carries the Emperor's Aquilla. His standard. They are not their true sizes yet. But they will be like Antony one day. He is bigger. He killed Kokabiel's warriors trying to steal Excalibur. By himself. 1 vs 50. Excalibur was now protected by Cawl. They inspired the Guard.
The tanks are prepared to move as are the Earthshakers. They will move soon. But the Emperor is here to swear their oath of moment. The army wants to kneel. But the Emperor insists they stand.
"We march for Terra. Let it be on equal footing. I am not here for glory. I am here to kill Kokabiel. To put his madness into the soil with his body and let the body rot to nothing. He is the desperate past. We are the future. Let us never fall to his and his ilks level."
The emotions flow. None left out. The army marched. They will not falter. They will not retreat. For him on Earth and for the generations to come.
Siberia Russian Federation Kokabiel's muster ground.
The hydra had been forewarned they had cleared the area and had set up a no fly zone in the area. The portals open. The Army of Light marches out. They begin to form up. Tanks get their cannons warmed up. The cold is mitigated by the armor warmers and for the artillery crews by their special uniforms that will be changed for every environment. Gaia helps her champion and his army by making the temperature lessen. Issei touched his favors. Ravel's is on his chest piece. Sona on the right pauldron and Ingvild's on his left. Like the old purity seals. Ravel has channeled their presences into their favors. His Custodians form up on him. Their guardian spears and power swords are ready.
The standard bearer's name is Johan. The third and fourth are Cormac and Zhang. Antony is there to his right. Issei had his iron halo and his armor was now all gold. A single red diamond for Sanguinis. The other primarchs will get their own symbols. They would be the sons of the Great Crusade. The good parts. The bad will be forgotten eventually. The Custodians march with him. The Emperor of Mankind moves forward. He channeled his psychic might. The god senate amplify it to create a zone of silence around the battlefield. Kokabiel will not run. That gets the Guard to follow. The Sisters and stormtroopers join with the Solar Bears to act as elite troops to reinforce them.
Jane Shepherd feels the bolter in her hands. The chainsword on her armor. Her sisters were with her. No fear or hesitation. For her son. For John.
The Solar Bear standard bearer feels his brothers and sisters around him. The march of history. The honor. Yuri remembers his sister. His wife. For them.
Fleur feels her pride. Her Inquisition rosette shows proudly. She would become one after this battle. Her second in command was happy for her. He who had doubts about her dedication at first. Now he sees that his captain deserves the break. He is ready to fill her shoes. To build the legacy up further.
Commander White-Owl feels his pride in his work and his tanks. His goddess touched his soul telling him her pride. That he is serving an Emperor who loves him just as much as White-Owl does. To prevent war. To prevent evil. He will tell his children this day forever. The devil rook captain and he had formed something together. He likes her.
Battery Commander Carlos enjoys his new job. He loves his Earthshaker. Way better than the regular guns he had been serving on before. He enjoyed killing bastards who torture his fellow man. He was willing to teach new crews as the Earthshakers get more guns.
A new Guard woman marches with her regiment. She is new to it by a week. She was from Africa. A woman with nothing to her name. A lowly tribal who saw the Aquilla in her dreams. She left to join. Her tribe had been baffled by the decision to go to China. But her brother had seen the Aquilla too. They who are barley literate go to serve the Emperor. They were helped by their god. He got them to an incredibly old exorcist recruitment center in their country and there they saw the bird for real. To know it was truth helped them. They were teleported here by the single guard recruiter who was there. He smiled and said to them in their shared language that they were the harbingers for this country. The siblings were taught to shoot. To swing the swords. To read and write. Their wages would be sent to their tribe. They would make it better.
Mark 001
Several fallen angels are patrolling the skies around this old Soviet base that their army is gathered at. The flock lead is eager for war. He wants to see devil corpse piles. He squinted at something. On a hill overlooking the old base was a bunch of figures. And vehicles. What the hell?
He was about to call it out when two of his five flock mates exploded into pieces. Illusion magic falls and he and his remaining flock face the impossible. Angels with wings of pure gold. The enemy angels carry guns and light weapons. The leader of the opposing flock scared him. It is his brother still in heaven.
The flight leader sees his fallen brother. He spits to the ground below.
"You follow darkness brother. I follow the sun. In his wrath will you and they burn."
More bolter shots from the first flight of angels kill the fallen and their bodies parts descend to Terra. More angels of the Imperium push the skies and clear more fallen flocks.
Mark 002
Devil guard form up and begin to conjure balls of magic and then start sending them flying into the old Soviet base. The earth shakers open in support. The crew chanted.
"From the Emperor with love you bastards!"
Shells and magic balls land on the barracks of Kokabiel's army of darkness. Fallen and mercs begin to explode to many gory pieces. Fallen flocks take off to begin the counterattack. Pantier commands his nature spirits to begin fucking with the surrounding landscape to slow and then destroy their enemies. The mad exorcists and the magicians are moved forward by fallen flocks for the ground battle.
Kokabiel and Anavie see the army arrayed against them. Kokabiel smiles more. This is a proper warm up! A real fight finally after so long. The elf like fallen nods to his second.
"The skies are yours Vie. Kill many of them. Im going to the front. I see my foe. I have long wanted to fight him."
The Angel of the Stars unfolds ten jet black wings. He takes off supported by a hundred of his most elite warriors. Great War veterans. All with six or eight wings. Anavie just shrugged. More death is good. She unfolds her eight wings and joins more flocks taking off.
The human merc company smiled. They finally get to have fun. They finally get to show their true colors. They advance to a group of nature spirits who are beginning a ritual. The crazed nymph looks at the humans wondering what they are doing. A Russian spirit does voice the question.
"Why are you stupid pig children not moving forward."
The lead human woman draws a pistol. It is a bolt pistol.
"I am Alpharius, and we are legion you disgusting pieces of shit."
Her men snarl the same.
"We are also Alpharius they who are unnumbered."
The humans attacked the spirits. Barks from bolt pistols and roars of chainaxes are silenced by the sound of battle. Seven rituals are stopped by the Alpharius's.
They were given a much better deal.
Mark 003-010
Flocks of fallen in the sky began to for a battle line of their own. A wall of shields is made and the fallen begin using tactics from the Great War. Light Arrows fly over the wall and towards the Imperial angels.
The new angels have new tactics. Bolters and plasma guns open up on the wall and the second trick is made.
Three hydra anti air cannons on the hill let their illusion spells fall. The crews of humans load the flak. They aim and begin firing.
The roars of the hydras rip massive holes in the slow advancing shield wall of fallen flocks. The bodies of many tumbled out of the skies hitting the ground and splattering. That is compounded by the Imperial angel's gun and light guns made in their Emperor's mind for real war. Not this pansy shit of the past. A female imperial Angel let's loose the first war cry of the imperial angels.
"For Him on Terra! The Guardian of Sol! May its light burn forever!
The fallen flocks try to fall back. The hydras keep firing. The Angels of gold advance to the edge of their fire range.
In a nearby forest clearing with sight of the entire battlefield Le Fay, Arthur, and Vali watch. Le Fay sees the Master of Mankind leading four against a hundred. She sees the man. She hopes. Vali is watching with interest. This is the Red Angel and his army. He has devils. He has angels. But most of the army is human. She sees the artillery and the tanks. She sees the Aquilla standard.
Arthur sees the strategy. The tactics. The combined arms approach. He sees the laser guns and tanks. The bolters. The plasma. What enemy is this army really for?
"I am impressed Vali. The Red Angel is indeed a monster of war. I am not fighting that ever."
Le Fay is in a trance. She corrects her brother.
"He is not the Red Angel anymore. He is the Emperor of Mankind. The Master of humanity in all forms."
Guard regiments began opening up with las fire. The tanks targeted clumps of fallen flocks. The nature spirits serving Kokabiel get the first kill. A massive tree root wrapped itself around a griffin and then crushed the tank and its crew. The Alpharius see the rituals. They move to kill the spirits. Pantier smirked. That was good to know.
The remaining tanks get vengeance for their slain kin. They open up their bolters on the ground forces. Carlos gets a vox from the lead Alpharius.
"We cannot kill all the rituals. Grid updated with those we cannot reach."
Carlos directed three earthshakers and four devil batteries to their enemies' positions.
The counter battery fire makes ten more ritual performers circled explode into gore and flying bones.
The Guard advanced forward the Sisters of Battle led by Xenovia roar a cry as they hit the fallen wall on their left.
"For the Inquisition and for the Emperor of Mankind!"
Chainswords roar and the enhanced power of the blows from their power armor helps take limbs and heads from fallen. Guard units behind them fire their las guns in support. Jane Shepherd rips a head off a fallen bitch who tried to stab her sister who had saved her. Maria nodded her thanks.
On the right stormtroopers and Solar Bears throw krak grenades at the fallen. The grenades fly and land before exploding. Massive amount of bodies and limbs fly, and The right began to buckle.
In the center Kokabiel sends his first twenty men forward. The fallen obey without hesitation and they attack. Zhang and Cormac lowered their guardian spears their much more powerful bolters roar and the fallen first in explode into gore. Issei charged his psychic night and threw warp fire at the remaining fallen. They cook and scream as the unreal flames burn hotter than anything they had felt before.
Kokabiel looks on In interest. His warriors begin to doubt. But the next thirty go in. Zhang shows no fear. He brings his guardian spear up and releases a wall of flame from the top of his spear. More fallen cook. Cormac takes the right and does the same to other fallen that are railing to their lord.
Mark 011-25
Le Fay cannot take her eyes off the Emperor. She is able to see him completely. He is handsome beyond reason. He is a guardian. He is a builder of dreams. A man that will never come again. She wants to touch him. She sees his favors. The fire Aquilla. The mermaid. The picture of him and a woman. He is like a knight of old. He has ladies who love him. Le Fay can see this thanks to spells and because Neoth is helping her.
The Emperor kills two fallen who got past his wall. He cuts their heads off in but a single move. His sword is light. Le Fay wants a brave warrior who will love her utterly. One who will support her dreams. She finds him now.
Vali appreciates the sword work. So does Arthur. They watch on.
The skies are barely being held by the fallen. They are out of range of the flak guns but not the imperial angels. The plasma and bolters keep reaping. Anavie is impressed by the tactics. And the hardware the enemy is using. She rallied many flocks around her and began new tactics. They would need to adapt. Clouds began covering the sky to make the flocks have a slightly easier time. But Neoth supported his second children. The Imperial Angels see their enemies. And the next advance.
Pantier is frustrated. They have not been able to repeat the success of the first tank kill. The artillery is targeting their ritual sites. The mad spirits cannot summon more roots. He has sent a flock of fallen to investigate why there are reports of their human mercs turning on them.
The merc commander and her company fled back and established a line in several barracks. They fire their regular guns and throw grenades at the fallen flock that has discovered them.
The fallen right has descended into brutal melee as more Guard units have moved up and reinforced the Sisters. Their chainswords roar and the guard snarls.
"Hear the roars and know no fear!"
They are fighting with zeal for the Emperor. The Sisters move forward again and their zeal for battle makes several fallen flocks waiver badly.
There are casualties. Two guard go down after a fallen flock gangs up on them and kills both. But they lose half the flock of ten in doing so. A Sister gets hit by an electric spell and her armor freaks out shutting down. It is completely by chance that she falls to three six wing fallen. Her death is avenged by Jane who roars in fury for her sister.
Her chainsword takes the arms of two fallen and a guardsman joined to bisect the crows. The two move forward with more guard and sisters.
"For everyone who falls ten more will take their place. We die for the sun eternal!"
The tanks on the left turn bolters against the fallen. Spells and light weapons have been thrown at them and the guard with extraordinarily little success.
The imperial right is where the fallen truly waver. Fleur brings her sword down on a fallen man who loses his guts, and he coughs and spits up blood before toppling. Tho stormtroopers fight to her side.
"For the Flower of The Inquisition!"
Fleur groaned at the title but her troopers like it. They join the cry. That distracted the captain and let a crazed dryad bring her oaken sword down and takes the captain's right arm. Fleur screams and her troopers take the dryad's legs then head with their swords while an imperial medic moves to help the captain. It is a brave former devil man who gets magic to prevent infection into the wound. Fleur is still screaming but the pain is less now. She sees her arm rot into plant matter. Her two troopers guard their captain and guard move forward to make the fallen bleed for that. Blood for the flower!
That breaks a part of the line. Two flocks break and they are hit by hell guns fired by vengeful stormtroopers. Ahmed moves to his captain and takes command. The stormtroopers throw more grenades at fallen strongpoints.
Mark 011-025
Issei lets his Custodians clean up the fallen warriors but Issei glares at Kokabiel. The Angel of the Stars likes the foe a lot.
"Very impressive. I can see why my cadres fear you. And your army. You know war. A true pity you are not a pure fallen. You and I are mood kindred. We seek the war eternal. I want to imagine the glory we could have won. The mountains of bodies and the rivers of blood we would make."
Issei spat to the burnt ground.
"I do not seek war. I seek the peace that will come. You are a cur. A warrior of past battles. I am a warrior of the future. I will make sure that no one will remember you. For I certainly will not."
Kokabiel laughed. A philosopher warrior. How quaint. The Angel of the Stars forms a light great sword. Issei ready's his forever fire sword.
Mark 026-035
Anavie ordered flocks forward and to the left and right. The clouds help the attackers. They advance more hopefully. But help comes. Devils who are not needed as much for artillery join their comrades. Bitter enemies now allies in service to Terra.
The devils bring more guns. Neoth likes this. So does Gaia. They blow the clouds away and the fallen flocks see their new enemy.
More imperial angels are here. They carry Gabriel's standard. The Great Seraph is here with Kan. Kan sees Anavie. She makes a slit throat gesture to the other. Kananglia knows that bitch was the one who killed all those people in Kuoh. But she also birthed the Emperor eternal.
The fallen back up now. Heaven is his too! They despair more. They see once fallen angels some had known amongst the ranks of the sky. They have gold wings too. They also have guns and swords.
Gabriel snarls in rage at the angels of darkness. Her twelve gold wings show the sun. She aims her bolt pistol. Her cadre do the same. The devils and original imperial angels smirk. The battle in the skies turned again.
The battle on the imperial left has entered a new phase. The fallen and their merc enemies have reinforcements. The bishop of genocide sees the dire situation. He unleashed his personal troops.
Three small groups of armor suits moved forward from a hanger that had held them. Thirty suits powered by the enslaved souls of humans. They rush to join the fight and actually help push back the imperials.
The fallen regain hope and they and their mercs attack now with fury. The Guard loses five squads in a minute. The Sisters are not cowed Xenovia roars a challenge to them and Jane follows her Cannoness. The Sisters kick their power armor into overdrive and the slam into the suits. The Guard took heart. They charge against the now badly shaken again fallen and the melee and the shooting picked up again.
Xenovia feels faith fill her body and soul. She brings her sword down on a suite of armor and with her fury she cleaved the thing in two. Drudal seems to sing, and Xenovia hears the five voices of children the suit had once held. They whispered thanks to her.
The Sisters roar in more fury now. Enslavement of children's souls! The bastard of this will die and he will die in agony! They fight to free the children from bondage. A few former strays now in the Guard hear the voices too. Their wrath joined the Sisters. They who were once enslaved now fight to free others.
The suits begin being targeted and swarmed by Sisters and the Guard. Plasma guns are turned on the suits along with the tanks on the left. Each one down is a victory. But bodies of the guard are becoming more common.
The imperial right has broken the fallen. They cannot run. The holes in the bodies of those who had tried are grim reminders to the fallen. Some try to fly but bolters open up and the body parts fly and hits their comrades and their enemies who don't flinch unlike the fallen. The fallen have to fight to the end. So do the mercs and the nature spirits there. They are getting tired. The imperials felt the beginning of it. But tanks on the right make a move.
Commander White-Owl along with the devil captain and the tengu man push their tanks forward and they make more fallen back up. Bolters open up again and the bodies explode. White-Owl pushed his tank and the break a hole in the wall of fallen. The griffin sweeps around supported by a storm trooper squad and three of the Bears. They encircled the far right fallen. More guard fill the gap and then begin working with the devil woman who has done the move again. Another encircling. The tengu man has his tank ready to support the others.
The right collapses. The fallen began to panic and they began to run despite knowing what will happen to them.
Pantier growls and leads the four of his blood spirits to try and save the left. He and the other four channel their hate and the power of blood into a spell. They target a tank. The blood magic creates a whirlpool of blood water and the tengu man and his crew cannot escape. The whirlpool crushed the tank and there was only one survivor. The woman had bailed and tried to save her captain. But the tengu punched her and saved her life.
Pantier begins another ritual. But Ahmed steps up again. He and three troopers all with heavy weapons fire a volley at the satyr. Two blood spirits exploded and a third melted to white goo. The final one and Pantier snarl hate.
The final spirit takes the world's hate into her. She becomes a walking bomb. She will kill as many of the humans as she can. Pantier draws his scythe. The runes crack evilness. But Ahmed is not afraid.
He did not survive the shit hole that was the Muslim exorcist corp to die to a fucking goat man. He draws his chainsword and lets it roar. He will never doubt himself or his fellow man again. His troopers are equally committed. They fired another volley and the bolters exploded inside the bomb spirit. She howls but advanced towards a cluster of Guard and towards another tank.
White-Owl is horrified by the tengus death. But he sees the bomb thing approaching. He and his fellow captain share the same brain. The tanks turn their guns and open fire together. The four hot las lances finally put down the blood spirit. She howls and then burns.
Gaia takes her soul. She looks at this thing that once served her. Gaia crushed the soul and sent it to the abyss.
Mark 026-035 Issei and Kokabiel.
Issei charged at the fallen warlord. Kokabiel charged too. This is fun! The first blows form each hit a block. Issei kicks his right leg out and with his primarch enhanced strength breaks a single wing on the left. Kokabiel is not fazed. That wing has been broken three times before. The fallen brings his great sword down on Issei's left pauldron. Just a scratch.
The second round began. Kokabiel summons a holy spell and brings his free hand up and Issei takes a blast to his face. The iron halo saves the Emperor some pain. Issei channels his psychic might and makes lightning dance along side the fire on his blade. The feeling of unreality does not make Kokabiel sick. It makes him more eager.
Issei takes his first wound. The great sword comes down on Issei's free hand and the action just breaks a finger. Unlike Kokabiel however that finger heals in a second. But that swing takes a bit out of the fallen. A stab of the one hand sword and the broken wing is cut off. No reaction. The pain tolerance on both is extremely high.
Johan watched on. The other custodians have finished cleaning up the inner circle warriors. They now kill anyone trying to help Kokabiel. They believe in the Emperor.
Issei feels Ravel and Ingvild touch his soul. They whispered encouragement to him. Sona does too through Ravel. He takes that strength. He takes one more.
With Le Fay, Arthur, and Vali.
Le Fay has found her other. She gives him her favor too. She begs him to live for her. The touch she received tells her that he will live for the both of them. Le Fay watched on with Vali and Arthur. They are supremely surprised. Arthur sees the best swordsman he will ever witness. Vali sees a warrior of honor. She sighed.
But Percy's face makes the sigh of longing for the Red Angel change to the gear user. Vali likes him too. Her hoplite. She knows he loves her. She does not get that. Why does he want a hybrid who is so broken? For a second it seemed to her it was because of Divine Dividing. But that goes away instantly. Vali knows it is because Percy who cannot lie worth a shit genuinely loves her for her. She sees the bird that the Custodian who is standing there holding watching too. Vali knows no fear. She will give Percy a chance.
Mark 036-042.
The cadre of Gabriel marches with their kin. They show no hesitation. And no hint of pity. Bolters and plasma guns open up across the line and they are joined by devil magic and their guns. The fallen began tumbling out of the sky again. Anavie is annoyed. She sees the battle turning against them badly on all fronts despite the fact they originally outnumbered the foe significantly. Fallen on their left are fleeing. They are dying. Pantier is fighting a human man. They are not backing down.
The right is barely holding and the last five of the suits are being swarmed by the nuns with guns. The daughter of Azazel is just frustrated. This is not good. Her boss is fighting the Red Angel. And he is wearing the face of the kid she and the others had killed a decade ago.
Kangelia roars and charged Anavie. She does not have a chainsword. But the fury of a mother who is fighting for the boy in Kuoh. She will kill this bitch brutally and painfully. For him and the boys' parents that Kan cannot forget the faces of. The man and woman who had triumphed against the odds and brought the salvation of her race and the world.
She is joined by two former fallen angels with bones to pick with Anavie too. They do have chainswords. But they just want the bitch to scream.
Anavie calls to a flock and the six wing man and his ten move to support their second. They are from the cadre. They know what will happen to them if they run.
Gabriel is firing her bolt pistol and egging her cadre and the devils on. Her marksmanship is good. She only missed twice. Every other shot is a kill. To put vermin in the ground.
Kangelia summons a light mace. She will club the monster and break bones and limbs. The two chainswords are going for the flock. They have eight wings. The flock has six.
Kangelia flies faster than she has ever done before. She brings her mace into a position and the swing that would have broken ribs is blocked by a halberd holy weapon. The spear pokes back. Kan feels her father strengthened her. She takes the poke. It does nothing. Anavie looks on in shock. Before the mace comes again and the construct breaks a kidney and several bones.
Anavie does not scream. But damn it does hurt. Kan does not like that the bitch did not scream. She makes the second attack the mace breaks a wing now. The bone jutting out and the black bone is exposed to the air. Anavie pokes then chopped with her halberd. Both hit. They do nothing again. The next five blows between the two women are all blocked or parried. Kan takes her first wound.
The wound is minor. She loses a single finger. A pinky on her free hand. The pain is nothing. But faith fills Kan. Neoth wants Anavie dead. Gaia helps too. Kangelia reached a new height. Her eight wings turn to ten. The two extra wings immediately shoot hardened gold feathers at Anavie.
Those feathers deal multiple wounds. Including one that is piercing into Anavie's left eye. Anavie screams this time. The pain is now really bad. Kangelia raised her mace. And brings it down on the crow bitch.
The blow breaks an arm. The second broke a leg. Anavie screamed more. More bones jutting out from her leg and arm. That triples the pain. The flock of fallen are now mostly dead. Their bodies falling to Terra. Only one lives and he runs. The two eight wing imperial angels are grim but now they and three more push to keep help from getting to Anavie.
Anavie hurts so much. Was this what it felt like to be tortured? She pokes and swipes with her good arm. She cannot run. The golden wings have been advancing. Gabriel is leading from the front her cadre the devils and the original angels are not done making bodies.
Kangelia turned her mace into a warhammer. She wants to pulp this thing. The weapon's Aquilla shaped head is more intimidating. Kangelia roars again and brings the hammer up and then down. Anavie tries to block this crazy. The block fails. The hammer slammed into Anavie's chest. It broke her rib cage. The bones piercing the lungs. One almost hits her heart. But Neoth stops that. No easy way out.
Anavie coughed so much blood. She wants to embrace the darkness beginning to fill the corners of her eyes. But Kan is not done. The hammer turned back to a mace, and she broke the last leg. Anavie is ready to die. Kan spits out her hate to the now steadily dying bitch.
"For the boy and his parents, you killed. For he who became the sun. He who will rule a million worlds and then more. Go to hell bitch."
The final blow breaks Anavie's skull. The bones break and then Anavie passes into the warp. Her soul is destroyed by Neoth.
The death of Anavie and the sight of her body falling to the ground breaks the fallen in the sky. Those still alive. The Air Force began to hunt a retreating foe. Gabriel sees Kan's wings. A new Seraph! The first new one in forever. Kan gets another reward for her faith and for cleaning up evil. Two more wings. Twelve now. That glory does not matter to Kangelia.
What matters is the faces of the humans she held as they died. She will never forget them. Her new power and the new position she will get will always be for her children. She sees the Guard breaking the fallen. Their purpose is needed. But they will be remembered for this. Especially the dead. The imperial left has many. Kan begins to help Gabriel in cleaning the skies.
Mark 042-050
A human from the merc company is on a mission. The man wants vengeance. He will get it for the daughter he lost. He had slipped away from his comrades. He moved towards an old radio tower. Chainaxe in hand. He entered the building. He finds his target. Galper. The Archbishop of Genocide. The older man is struggling to get papers and more together. He is about to run. The newcomer is silent. When he is in range he revs the axe. Before bringing it down on this fucker who took his daughter promised to make her a strong warrior who protects people. For Tosca.
The roar and the blow makes Galper scream. The human man does not care about the scream or the gore. Just that his baby is avenged. Two more blows and the bastard holy sword project founder is now dead. The killer does not care. His baby can rest easy now. The other children who this pig tortured can rest too. The man who is Tosca's father in blood gets his own reward. A female scream and the man goes to investigate it immediately.
There strapped to a bed is the daughter he long thought dead. Something makes him uncomfortable. He surpress's the unease and the man rushed to his baby and began to get her free.
Pantier is impressed by the warrior in front of him. This human is good. He has not died yet either and that is nice. This fight has been a challenge. They are not backing down. He knows no fear.
Ahmed is not tired. His pendant is filling him up. He will kill this goat for Fleur. For the Emperor. He knows what the short man has done. He is not intimidated by the shark like teeth. Ahmed will win or die trying. Gaia fills Ahmed up more. In a burst of speed, the human stormtrooper moves faster than ever before and brings his chainsword down on Pantier. The scythe blocked most of the blow. The teeth on the sword get a small chunk of meat, however. A small bit of Pantier's right forearm loses meat. The satyr grins more. No one has injured him in a century. This human deserves a warrior's death. But he feels something weird. Why is Gaia giving power to a human? Why give it to the things killing her rather than to him? He who has been killing the rats for over five centuries?
The fighting continued and blows from both the satyr and the human are blocked or parried. Ahmed is not afraid to fight dirty, however.
Tricks picked up in the Middle East for fighting against supernatural beings are employed. A hunk of dirt is kicked up and blinds Pantier for a second and he only blocks the swipe coming after by luck. A kick from the human appears to miss but Pantier sees why the move was made a second later when two blows force him back and the satyr trips on the newly made hole from the kick. The stumble is exploited, and another hunk of meat is claimed. This time from a leg.
This human is indeed good. Very much a shame he will die. Pantier channels his wounds blood into enhancements for his body and he charged forward to end the fight. The horns on the satyr's head are razor sharp points. Ahmed smirked. Gotcha.
The charge is met with a kick and the hits the head. Pantier is concussed. Why did that kick hurt so much? Ahmed kicks two more times. He breaks both horns and Pantier feels true pain now. The horns have never been touched and broken by simple kicks before! The stormtrooper takes his opening fully. The chainsword roars and then Pantier loses an arm. The limb is cut and the scythe now a liability. It is heavy. Pantier channels more blood. And is about to form a lighter blood scythe when Gaia jams her anger against her spirit. She cancels the spell.
Pantier gapes. What the fuck! He had killed the parasites for you! He had cleared the towns of the rats for you! Why are you now turning on him! The satyr who has been forever loyal! Ahmed exploits shock again. The human snarls in rage for his lord and for Fleur.
"I serve the Flower goat fucker! I serve the Emperor who is Gaia's champion! Death be upon you now!"
Pantier reels back. The Red Angel is Gaia's champion! When did that happen! The human beings his blade down growling and Pantier loses his guts. They fall out. Gaia shows the satyr what her champion has been doing. The pollution is lessening. The water cleaning. The air is more breathable. Nature comes anew. Pantier dies seeing Gaia reborn. He regrets nothing. But the last bit of the once good satyr he was wished to be there on that day. The light leaves his eyes.
Mark 026-055 center.
Issei and Kokabiel are circling each other. The fallen warlord sees his army breaking. He sees Anavie's body fall. He sees his dream of a new war dying. But that only disappointed him slightly. He has fought the Red Angel. He has survived longer than most. That is commendable. Kokabiel is frustrated to know that death here is likely. But that also excites him. This was like the Great War again. But more brutal. The humans have surprised him greatly. This was the best fight he had ever had. More so than when he had fought at the end against the heavenly dragons. He is enjoying this much more than when he drove the light spear he had made into his bastard creator's back as Big G helped defend him from a blow from the red one.
The Red Angel and now it seemed Emperor was a warrior of unequal power and skill. His moves wasted nothing. Every strike had a purpose. Kokabiel had learned that the hard way. No attack that looks like it is a miss, or a failure is that. It is to create opportunities. The magic he uses is sickening. Ten fallen had come to support their leader. The Emperor cooked them with lightning. The gold warriors with him are equally as deadly as their master. The giant is a juggernaut of war.
Strikes blows swipe cuts and chops. Everything is used. Kokabiel was winning at first. He was a very seasoned fighter. But the tide and the small collection of wounds he was picking up was changing that. The fallen was on the back foot. Two pokes had been made at his feet. Two toes were taken from Kokabiel. He lost three fingers on his right hand. The Emperor had taken wounds too. But he healed back from each. Even a nasty cut to his face that had gotten past the iron halo.
Kokabiel was in the best fight of his life. Issei saw this as nothing more than a distraction. He wants to be with his Sigilites. He wants Sona to kiss his cheek. Ravel to hold his hand. Ingvild to sing him a song to soothe his soul. He fights for them. Sona will get her school. Ravel will get the wedding. Ingvild will get to walk. Le Fay will get a knight of old come again. She is now destined for him.
Le Fay and the others watch. All of team Vali was here now except Kuroka. They watch in awe The Emperor of Man. Le Fay wants her knight so badly. He is indeed like her and Arthur. He is also whatever they are. Vali watched with amazement. She cannot win against him. He has regenerative powers beyond her own. The Emperor is not tired. His blows are beyond her strength. There is nothing he can do that will not kill her.
Percy watched with Agg. The Red Angel is a mountain and a shield wall he cannot climb or break. Biwko watched and swears that is Sun Wu Kong come again. Ophis is screwed. The Red Angel will become more powerful than her one day.
Arthur wants to know. He wants to know his condition. He remembers the pain and the coming back. The Red Angel is like him. Those cursed to live for Eternity. He sees his sister desperately trying to find a way to get to him. She is drawing spells and doing calculations. Arthur stopped her.
"They need to fight Fay. After."
Le Fay wanted to scream. He is here! Her key to understanding! Her end to the self hate! She needs him now! But his voice tells her that he will speak with them after. She begged him to win. He that will not judge her. He will win for everyone.
The death note struck its first. Issei brings his sword up. Kokabiel prepares. The slash comes. Three wings are sliced off. The pain is nothing. But it does make a single jerk appear. Kokabiel returns the blow. His great sword came downwards on the right pauldron. It makes the mistake. It hits a favor. The blow does not do anything. But it breaks the dam buildup for exactly this moment.
Issei let us loose a psychic scream and then activated the push. With a mental command the boosted gear buffs it is user. Ddraig had snored but it makes him open an eye lazily. He sees the line and understands why. The dragon goes back to sleep.
The sudden urge to clutch the ears and then the Red Angel moving faster than ever before makes Kokabiel stumble and it is the next mistake. Issei brings his sword down and takes Kokabiel's right arm at the elbow. This time a small whimper is made. The shock hits next. Issei charged still feeling the effects of the boost. His next swing takes more wings. Kokabiel is now feeling the pain. But he fights on. His great sword is now a regular sword, and he blocks and parries blows.
Kokabiel lands a hit on the face again. Another bad cut near the lip. But it healed immediately and the wrath of Angron flooded through his successor's body. Issei screamed again and this time Kokabiel had blood coming from his ears freely. A chop comes and Kokabiel loses an ear. The knife ear lands on the ground and the blood really starts flowing.
The Custodians watch. Johan raises the Aquilla higher. He has killed three fallen with it. Their blood does not taint the gold. The heads glare forward.
Kokabiel fights like no tomorrow is possible. No hesitation or fear. Issei dealt the next blow. He takes Kokabiel's eye. The organ popped. The fallen screams in agony. He falls back three steps. Then a fourth. Issei brings the blade of Terra down again. This blow hits Kokabiel through his black heart. The flame sword comes out the other side. Kokabiel coughed. Blood flows freely. His eye darken as light leaves them slowly. Issei twisted the blade more.
"That was for Big G you bastard. He was a hope you killed. But I am hope come again. Rot and feed the Earth."
Issei pulls his blade out of Kokabiel's chest with an armored foot. The fallen warlord tumbled. Kokabiel hits the ground. His dream is dead. The last thing he sees is the face of Big G. He is gathering the souls of the fallen imperial soldiers in his arms. They are happy to know that the original God is not dead anymore.
This new aspect of Neoth is definitely not him. This is a new thing. Big G felt his return. He had gasped. But he sees he is with the senate of the gods. Big G sees Neoth. He who had brought him back. Big G sees what Neoth has done. What has happened to his children. How they are Neoth's now. Big G could be angry. But he is not. He smiled at the one he it seems did make a friend of.
"Thank you. I see my place. I see what you have done to my system and my kids. You are always going to be an ass. But you are becoming better. You fixed the problems I left in my death. I am with you. I will begin gathering the dead. I will support him too."
The senate had chucked at the ass part, but they know now that Neoth is ok and is truly a member of their club. Indra helps Big G up. Buddha is smiling at reincarnation. Neoth takes the insult and the praise. Gaia released a song.
Across the world nature spirits sing a choir for the Emperor of Man. They sing his name.
The mark ends at 0100.
Issei turned to his army. They see him utterly. The ruler of them all. They cheer his name.
Le Fay is desperate to get to him now more than ever. Team Vali sees the triumph. They see the future. Him ruling with the world shouting their love for him. He is unstoppable.
Issei gathered his Custodians. The Aquila is raised higher than ever before. The humans cry for their victory. The imperial angels see their first father again. The devils see the savior of their race and more to come. The Imperium begins to gather the dead. Issei marches with his four. They moved towards where Team Vali were watching.
Vali prepares to run. The rest are ready to follow. Le Fay kills their portal. Her rage at them is clear.
"You will stay. I will learn what I am. What my brother is too. He will not kill us. He who is my knight. Stay or else."
Arthur gapes. Le Fay is like him too! Biwko whines. Agamemnon gets his sword ready. Percy gets his spear. Vali got her gear ready. She is in balance break.
Issei is amused by Le Fay. He likes her a lot by just that move. He stops with his companions at the edge. Le Fay comes charging out pulling Arthur. She like nearly all her other selves is blonde. Ravel is a lighter blond compared to Le Fay. Her blue eyes are filled with passion. Arthur is nervous but also eager. Vali appears next. She watched him in her white armor.
Le Fay stands before him and his guard. The Emperor is smiling at her. It is the best thing she has ever seen yet. Arthur is hilarious by hiding behind his shorter sister. But Le Fay has him standing there with a grip on his hand. There is a familiar pop. Antony is amused. He heard the story about Ravel. Issei just chuckled openly. Le Fay loves his voice. Issei smiles more at the beautiful smile that is on Le Fay.
"I am happy to meet you Lady Pendragon. I hope my men's work does not make you think less of me. Kokabiel was a bastard who wanted war eternally. I want the peace."
Le Fay understands. He does war to protect people. Not for a desire for bloodshed. The magician makes her demand.
"Tell me what the three of us are! You know! I saw the wounds! I need to know!"
Vali watches with interest. She had noted that Arthur heals faster than a normal human. She put that up to him being a hero descendant. Le Fay must know now! Issei chuckles further as does the Custodians under their helms. They like this one too. Zhang feels something.
"We are what is called a perpetual. You are on the right track. It is a gene. It is ultra rare. There are now six of us with you two. We have a club. We get together weekly to talk about things. You are both welcome to join. With your boss's permission or not."
Le Fay danced! She had been right! It was a gene! Arthur is shocked. There are more like the three of them. They have a club? Vali is missing context. Why would you need a club for just those who heal fast? Issei pulls a folder from a pocket spell. He gestured to Vali.
"You want your family dead. So, do I. A token of my good intentions to you and your team. I am willing to give you all a cause worth fighting for. You can get your battles Lady Valitina. And your revenge."
Vali summoned the folder to her. She opened it. Her helm falls and her teeth are shark like in eagerness for blood to come. This gets her closer to her father and grandfather. It's nearly all the locations of the part of the OSF sworn to the curs. Actual locations. Not rumors like Ophis. There is more too. She knows where they are holding her mother now. The one who had helped her escape them. Vali is eager for bloodshed. The white dragon makes her pleasure known.
"This is good. But I want more. I want to fight foes stronger than me. Including you. But I like living. Give me battles and I am yours. Ophis is nice but she is loopy sometimes. Your reasonable. My team gets protection from her. I also want an autograph for me and one other. He deserves to know I am willing to try something."
Percy gasped. Then he fainted. Biwko and Agamemnon sweat dropped. Le Fay makes her own demands.
"Kill our bastard father. He tortured me and Art. I want him dead. Do that and I will bring more magicians to your cause. Also make Cao Cao scream. The fucker deserves death."
Arthur sweat dropped. That is cruel. But he wants that too.
Issei likes Le Fay more. Zhang feels something build again.
"Done. To all. I do have good news in regards to Cao Cao. We are close to a breakthrough on his brand. Will be a few more days but we can start freeing them. We are actually meeting tonight Lady Pendragon, Heir Pendragon. I can get you a location to get you to today. I do have more information for you Lady Valitina. And I promise you battle across multiple worlds. You will not be disappointed."
Vali likes her new boss a lot. He is going to be a pleasure to work for. Le Fay. nodded her head eagerly to meet more of their kin. Arthur is curious. Agamemnon is happy to know that there is a counter to the brand. He sighed and picked up Percy. His brother was mumbling in his unconscious state that he will marry his dragon. Agg sweat dropped again. Vali hears the mumbling. She blushes just a tiny bit. Percy was sweet. Biwko is simply happy not to die fighting the Red Angel. But he does eye a weapon that he has. It is that spear with a gun and a flamethrower. That thing is kick ass! He wants one.
The Custodians like the monkey man. He likes their spears. Cormac grunted at him.
"No spear till you commit. Only the Ten Thousand will have them."
Biwko sighed. He cannot get a spear. Maybe that laser gun the army is using. Before he rethinks. The Ten Thousand. That sounds cool! Antony sweetened the idea.
"We Custodians earn names based on our deeds. We will have many names. I have four as of now."
That is cool too! Earning names based off one's deeds! That is definitely kick ass! Biwko wants to outshine Sun Wu Kong. Maybe this is how he does that. He will think on that. Le Faay surprised them all but Issei.
"I am coming with you. You who is my knight. Biwko knows magic and he can get the rest there. Art come along. We have a new club!"
Biwko and Arthur sweat dropped. Vali laughed she likes Le Fay more. She does grow serious.
"We have one more. She is busy trying to get to one of your agents. The one who is going to marry devil nobles. She will need help too."
Issei focused on something. He chuckled again.
"Your cat is ok. She is busy with a struggle snuggling session."
Imperial country Underworld Saturday.
Koneko is running from Kuroka. Her sister is crazy! Koneko had been shown to a home here by Rias and told that there was a surprise here for her. Koneko had been wary but entered to find Veina and a fellow nekomata woman holding hands and watching something going on. There on the couch had been Kuroka and their brother.
The black cat met the white Hell Cat's gaze. Thus, the chase began. Kuroka had been nice enough to hand their brother to Veina before the chase. The younger nekoshou is desperate to get away. Kuroka is desperate for ten years of cuddles missed. She will get them from her Shirone-nee!
Koneko finally gets caught by accident by tripping on a very convenient banana peel that Veina had lazily thrown that day. The Hell Cat falls. Kuroka pounces and begins the struggle snuggling. She is purring up a storm.
"Oh Shirone! I have missed you! I will teach you everything to make our brother happy and proud! We can be together at last!"
Koneko fights to get away from Kuroka. But Neoth calms the younger down.
"Let her have this. She has been in an awfully bad place. You and your brother helped keep her sane."
Koneko sighed and let the snuggles in. It was nice. To be held by family again. She will put up with this for the rest of the weekend. Kuroka purrs more.
"I will be free of the bishop soon Shirone! I will be able to do so much more! For both of you! I will get my pardon soon! Then I can be free eternally! I want to help you with the environment! Look at my Shirone being a champion of Gaia! I always knew you would do remarkable things! Greater than me one day!"
Shirone is happy by the words. She will embrace her old name. Return to being who she really is. She is curious about the bishop thing.
Rias had been watching with Veina as the chase happened. With Kuroka finally getting the snuggles she approached the two cats. She answered the question.
"Issei can break evil pieces. Even those of dead kings. If you want you can ask for yours gone too. I am not going to be angry with that. You were my first piece and friend in my peerage. But you can be free also."
Shirone gapes. Kuroka purrs more. She knows her sister is happy with her king. But she wants Shirone free too. Gaia tells Shirone that she will have the cat as her champion either way. Shirone decides.
"I will keep it for now. I like the irony. Maybe one day."
Rias smiles she makes the offer.
"When I get my ship you're welcome to be our environment expert. I know you want Issei. Try with him. I do not think he would deny this to you. Kiba has already agreed to be the first knight to explore with us. Akeno has agreed to serve as the Inquisition representative for our exploration too. Gasper is staying behind. But he will be with us in spirit."
Kuroka perks up. Shirone wants a man! That is news. Kuroka wants the Emperor. The strongest man alive. But Shirone growls seeing that look.
"He is mine! Keep your paws off him! I want my Issei! I will break you for him Kuro!"
Kuroka takes the challenge. She did not know Issei was the Emperor's name. Now she does. Kuroka smirked.
"Dream on sister. He will take me! I want his kittens! I am more worthy!"
Shirone growls more. The gloves are now off!
A fist fight breaks out between the sisters for their shared affection interest. Rias sweat drops. Veina is amused. She comforted Rias.
"Nekoshou are just like that. I do not know what he thinks about this, but my money is on the Hell Cat."
The other nekomata woman is more crass.
"Fuck no is the Hell Cat getting him. The black one is going to win. I am willing to put money on it."
Veina sighed. Her partner was like this. Even though Veina won 85 percent of the times money was at stake. How her partner was a very brilliant scientist yet lost that much was weird. She lays terms.
"You know what fine. It is easy suckers' money. I also want you to rub my feet for a year. I am going flat foot."
The other nekomata smirked she would win! She has to on this!
"Deal. Get him black cat! I want my last three debts cleared!"
The baby nekoshou gurgles in support of both his sisters! He does not know what they are doing but he wants to be involved! Rias sweat drops more. This was going to be ugly. Rias winced when Kuroka yowled at a scratch from Shirone. The baby gurgled in support of his sister!
An. Yay. Arc three first point is reached. So much here. Kan became a great seraph! She really deserved it. I originally had her as a one off character like Akio but she grew on me fast. Her beating the shit out of Anavie is definitely kick ass! Pantier dying to a human that is not Issei is poetic. Just a regular human with scion enhancements. That and him knowing that Gaia had abandoned him is nice. Kokabiel and Big G. Yeah the fallen was an asshole. Kill the guy who protected you from a dragon claw coming your way. Great idea. The aspect of martyrdom is indeed Big G come again. Neoth will always be an ass, but he is definitely better than original tree Emperor. The tank kills. That kinda had to happen in my opinion. Else the imperium would have curbed stomped more. Same with armor suits. Luck ends somewhere. The casualties of previous battles have mostly been mind problems. Thus, people like the new mentalists and the cool psyker psychiatry man. Issei cannot be everywhere.
Team Vali. Hints a plenty. Much better deal. And no Vali did not sense Ddraig. The red one mostly just sleeps now. Nice vacation because your host cannot die is immensely powerful without you and does not ask for much. So, then Ddraig sleeps it is a pleasant change to always having to build up your host to fight Albion. And he gets the smug superiority of knowing he won against Albion. Thus, more sleep.
Le Fay asking for their dad to die. Like I said he is a mega ass. But magicians are cool. Biwko and the Custodians. The ten thousand are so cool. When not in TTS. And Antony earned his fourth name. He killed all those fallen trying to get Excalibur. Thus, the new name. Poor Johan. Just killing fallen with a standard. He had fun though. Vali gets new battles on multiple worlds against people with untold armies and weird things. Great deal. Art of the deal in fact. Plus, her mom. Vali has a great mom. She did what she could to help her daughter.
Gabriel being kick ass. Her with a bolt pistol egging on her cadre is sweet. And finally, there is our bishop of genocide and the cat sisters. Galper was a massive prick. But he created an artificial blank. Tosca is indeed one. Her dad killing the priest is nice. She was still technically an orphan. But not because of her dad being bad. The mom there sold Tosca to the holy sword project. The dad was not told that. He was depressed about that and searched for his baby for a long time. As for Shirone and Kuroka and their new rivalry. It is fifty/fifty. I like both of them. Cannot really decide in fairness. Both here are cool. The nekomata with the bad gambling problem. Yes. That is this tree's Tsunade. She wins more if that.
Ann.