[Not edited yet so ignore any mistakes for now. I'm just sleepy]
SWEEESH-...BOOM
"Hooollyyy shit. I tought I was dead their for a sec" commented Yoru as they make a quick escape.
At the current, now destroyed love hotel, Yoru and Kura take cover behind some of the ruble.
Yoru seems more to hop to her destination as her left leg was nothing but a mutilated lump of meat filled with cancerous energy.
Kura instantly starts healing the wound as they hide away from the grotesque monster within the storm of flesh.
"Well Kura, what did you say again? His one of the WEAKEST sins? Does THAT look WEAK TO YOU!?" She screams at him while pointing to the ever growing flesh cloud.
"Shhhh, he will hear you" he warned. "I know, but we can't turn tail and run"
"Oh really? Well can you beat that thing?" She asks rhetorically, moving more and more away from the newly form tentacles that has began destroying the rest of the hotel.
"It's not about beating him but have you forgotten why we are here? We need Sloth by tomorrow, the other sins can wait but not Sloth" Kura says and moves away ,casting protection spells to hide their location.
"Well it's clear to see that he's not here, so lets get out here before the rest of my body becomes a lump of flesh"
"And where exactly do you think Sloth may be? He practically NEVER leaves his place. Something must have happened for Gluttony to be here instead of Sloth. His the only one that knows where he might be, or what ,wanna search the HOLE Demonic Realm and find him before tomorrow"
"..." Yoru even tough not saying anything, her glare shows her reluctance of this plan.
"Grrgh- fine. Well do it, but how do you actually think we'll be able to make him talk?" She asks, excepting her fate.
"He doesn't exactly have a reason to lie."
With their new found idiotic logic and drive for their success rate possibly going up, they get ready for the coming battle. Or more like beat down.
The cloud of flesh soon takes a more united form as it seems to be similar to a distorted head with tentacles for hair.
It grabs anything in its sight and pulls it within its Jaws. From its chewing one would see a somewhat small, compared to the flesh made head, a being within it.
This creature doesn't share any resemblance to the small blue haired boy of before but now just a fat giant grotesque monster of pale blue skin. Something akin to a overweight ogre like creature ,chewing of the very tips of its own fingers.
"Come, come. That last bite just wasn't enough little war devil, it was basically nothing but a teaser. I want the HOLE THING!" He complains, while destroying another part of the ruble hoping to find his meal.
As it moves on, atop the collapse ceiling, Kura readies his spells while Yura waits beneath the ruble for the signal.
When the flesh strom starts to moves over the ruble, Kura let's loose several [grand fireball]'s ,setting the flesh a flare.
Gluttony only seems to grin at this, completely ignoring the damage did to his flesh avatar. He turns ,launching his flesh tentacles directly at the undead demon.
Kura raise his hand towards the sky but is penetrate from several tentacles all around his body. Not even showing pain ,he continues his action, throwing his hand down towards Gluttony.
Doooom-
In that instance ,Gluttony is struck with several voltage of electricity as he is left stunned by the attack.
The lightning bolt lands with a huge thunder clap as it reverberates true out the landscape.
Gaining a bit of a stable mindset, Gluttony regains his senses and feels the ground beneath him starting to shake.
From the ruble rises the half burned form of Yoru, a mocking smile plastered across her face. She lifts her bone sword ,her eyes gleaming pride as she says, "[Bombardment]"
Barely said as a whisper, her blade glows as it signifies his mistake. She cuts down, sending all the built up energy true Gluttony's body.
Swoosh
He knows this skill, [Bombardment] , an area of effect skill used for utter devastation on the battlefield. Something more akin to a nuisance considering his power but even so, it was a nuisance that can severally leave him open.
Gazing up from his stunned still place, he sees the following effects of the skill as dozen of energy like balls fall from the sky, exploding and blinding everyone with weaker vision.
Knowing that fire is his number one weakness, he tries to form a flesh cocoon to shield him from the raining balls of flames but Yoru launches forward and stabs him to the ground.
Close combat ,his most weakest attribute.
Kura descents from his position, casting spells to restrain his movement.
"These won't hold me for long!" Gluttony snares at them.
From the ground, he summons more flesh tentacles to break free of Yoru's blade but Kura summons his soul weapon, as he manifest a scale that glows with runes.
As it activates, it tips in favor of the skull as it begins to heal his wounds but also hindrances Gluttony's attack.
He feels as tough a peace of his health was stolen, not hurt or damaged but taken.
"Don't worry ,this won't take long." Said Kura ,trying to somewhat calm down the Sin.
Even tough they have technically captured the sin, they only did it of his stupidity, but even so they can't even kill him. Out of all the sins, his health is the most.
They only won because his physical prowess was basically the lowest of all sins. But this win is only temporary, as he said, these won't hold him for long.
"Listen hear, Fat-so. We are looking for Sloth, know where he is by any chance?" And their goes Yoru, with the interrogation. He would have loved to start anew with this conversation but- hmmm.
"Excuse my friend but, you were at the place of Sloth ,where he is no longer at. With that logic, did you perhaps see where he went or what happened so he would leave his somewhat home?" Kura asks in the nicest manner he could muster.
Gluttony only glares at them for a while but shortly after loses interest in the matter. He switches back to his more humanoid appearance, of a young child.
"I guess you haven't heard?" He says with boredom to the two.
"Heard what?" Asks Yoru now filled with irritation from Gluttony's care free attitude.
"Sloth isn't here anymore" he simply said, but after seeing their non impressed faces he decides to clarify a bit more.
"You won't find Sloth here, or actually anywhere in the demonic realm"
"Wait you don't mean-" Kura speaks with a hint of disbelief in his voice.
"The dude finally got summoned, I tought it was all crap ,so I came here but turns out , it wasn't. Lucky him"
"No no no, NOOOO"
"Kura... this wasn't part of the plan right?"
"Well... this is... bad? Poneglyph did say they were anyways suppose to be released on the world sooo... not our problem. Who ever managed to summon... that... it's theirs now"
"Who is the dumbass that would willingly want something like that in their backyard?"
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[Scene Change: Theocracy]
Well ,truly out of all the dumbasses whitin this godless world its the God fanatics themselves to doom this self proclaimed 'godly' world.
How did this happen, you might ask. Well...
[Flashback-13 hours ago]
[Time; 14:45]
"Wow!? I can't believe it. It's really true. You are gifted by the gods, father Abad." Exclaimed an elderly man. He stands up from his kneeling position observing his newly healed arms.
This elderly man was actually a retired member of the scriptures, after loosing his left arm and right hand to a powerful demon, he was forced to retire as his lost limps couldn't be healed due to the demons effects.
It takes some very special individuals to heal a wound such as his, but the newly appointed head priest fixed it in a matter of moments.
While holding onto his form and a divine light encompassing the fathers being, he was healed-no, baptized. It felt as if he was reborn anew.
Looking again to the father he can see its a tall man probably in his early forties, a grand smile showing his white polished teeth and even with the religious robe, one can see the carved muscle underneath.
The scriptures would greatly benefit from gaining a man such as him. From what he has heard, this priest know as Abad has made himself a good reputation, even true his short time here.
For now he merely must exit the church and perhaps contact the cardinal about his findings. With Abad still being new, he would understand if they were to hold back for now on meeting him, but... they can't wait in these changing times.
A whole scripture was basically just erased by a powerful demon. From what he knows ,the demons name was Velka.
If this demon is as powerful to control angels itself, than they will need all the forces they can muster to avoid human casualties.
Abad helps up the elderly man as they step to the doorway of the church. From upclose the man can observe that the priest is more than just physically fit.
"How's the hands, did they heal correctly?"
Huh, oh the hands. He was observing so much he forgot why he came in the first place. From clutching his fist, he can feel they seem a bit stiff but so far, they were all healed up.
"They seem fine. Although I must say, your healing abilities sure are something. Where did you learn such magic?"
He asks in a more distant tone, as if he was almost asking himself as to not seem to dig to deep within the priest's background.
The father only shows a welcoming smile ,as he says. "Oh its nothing. In my hometown, one must always strive for the better of oneself"
"How fortunate to be from a place like that. Where are you actually from father? If I may ask"
They eventually make it to the entrance of the church, Abad opens the door but seems to think over more distant things. The short pause only lasts for a second, as he turns and smiles to the man.
"Jhoot... I'm actually originally from a place called, the land of Jhooth"
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[Time: 16:15]
Along the polished white halls of the sanctuary, a divine house of God, walks the one that carries their blood.
The man, although having a few feminine traits of long hair and delicate features, is a warrior of the Theocracy. Captain of the black scripture and god-kin.
Right beside him was a man that appears in his forties, long priestly robes and silver amulet around his neck. It is the captains current mission to protect this man as he is one of the six cardinals of the Theocracy, Raymond Zarg Lauransan.
Raymond, former 3rd Seat of the black scripture, walks these halls in search of an old friend and mentor.
All tough he is a cardinal now, he still wishes to not truly grow distant from his past self. It has probably been years since the last time he saw his old comrade.
Making his way to the last room within this sacred place, he retracice his attire to look his best. He opens the door laying his eyes on the joyish man before him.
Sitting on the sofa ,an elderly man of grey hair and beard, he looks back showing a joyish smile to Raymond, welcoming him in.
"Raymond ,old friend" he says warmly, the cardinal returned the greet as he sits down, his guard taking a position at the door.
"Markus, it truly has been long. To what do I owe such a pleasure"
"Ah its nothing, would say I'm here for a friendly visit but important work needs to addressed. Some... reason discoveries has been made" He says, while emphasizing his hands.
"Yes, I would have asked but it may have been a bad conversation starter. How did you regain them? Believe me, I am extremely happy for this but still it was a bit sudden to find out considering the current times."
"Don't worry, I get it. I'm actually here to talk about this"
"Didn't you say you may have information on the current demon threat... Did this healing, come from-" Raymond begins to scrunch his eyebrows as he wonders the implications of his friends newly healed hands and the newly demon giving out power to mortals.
Markus cuts him of from his ideas. "-no no no, don't worry friend. I would go to great lengths to gain back what I lost, but never crawl to a demon."
"Oh, thank the six. My mind must be wandering a bit to much today."
"The one who healed me was actually a head priest. You must have heard of his quick rise in the church. He's name was Abad."
Abad. Raymond has heard of him, a man with an extraordinary gift for healing without even the cost of mana.
"What does he have to do with the current demon threat?"
"Well it's not that much but it's a lead. The demon proclaimed to be from the Newly kingdom of Jhooth, Abad seems to originate from it. He's an excellent foot hold we gain within the country, not just that but... I wish to apply him for the Newly opened seat within the scriptures"
"Markus... excepting an outsider like this is-"
"Don't worry friend. You don't have to except him. Merely approaching him for future endeavors is more than enough. I'm only saying, we need all the help we can get"
"Hmm..." Raymond sits in tought, thinking over Markus's request. He looks him in the eyes and let out a calm sigh.
"Where might I find him?"
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[Time; 20:34]
"Brother Abad, I'll leave the locking up to you. Stay safe brother"
"Stay safe, young Ron"
Abad waves goodbye to the receding form of the fellow priest. After his presence can no longer be sensed, Abad steps to his room. Before closing his door, he waves his hand ,magically locking every window,door and compartment.
Walking past the desk, chairs ,bed ,he comes and stops before the mirror. Something akin to an antique, he smiles back to hiss reflection.
"Mirror mirror, on the wall-"
As he says these words, the reflection starts to shift and change. Eventually it's nothing but a black abyss looking back at him.
"Show me [Velka]"
The mirror shifts again, the abyss now filled with an blue hue. It slowly takes the form of a blue shaded humanoid figure. The persons expression and face seems to be constantly covered by a fog, but Abad can 'feel' the irritation she is giving of.
Seems his call was a bit unwelcome.
"What Nooow! I'm kinda busy Abad. Need something" she says, her voice carrying all her irritation of the call.
"Sorry for the bother, Velka. You must be 'really' busy right now... finding your little book"
These words seem to shock her as she instantly goes quite, staring daggers within his mocking smile.
"How do you now?" she asks, more of a growl.
"The nuns here love to talk" He jokes to her, more to just piss her off even more. "The reason you can't sense it is possibly because of the barrier surrounding this place"
"Wait, barrier...the capital?" She asks with a tin of hope.
"Yes, but don't get any ideas. This is my mission, can't have you attacking this place and ruin my plans, so I'll tell you what. I'll get you the book of the guilty and, you do me a little... favor"
"What favor?"
Abad's already giant smile grows even wider to an more grotesque one.
"A sinful favor"
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[Autor-san: was gonna write more but I hate not uploading within 3 days or less. Think of this as part 1 of the new worlds introduction to the demonic realm. They always tought of it as something more of a fairy tale or theory but not anymore. Also just a bit of random info but, take this-
Demonic Realm hierarchy
-Primordial
-mortal sin
-heavenly Virtues
-Demonic gatekeepers (ex. Poneglyph)
-7 sins
-Leviathans (more like wanderingmonster's)
-demons and devils
-Damned souls
Well I'm beat, didn't even edit this yet so. goodnight]