[November 21st, 7:00AM, The early 2000's, My place, Death City]
I had dreamt that I was flying once more. It was the best experience in the world. I could barely put it into words really but the core theme, the core feeling, was that of freedom. Intoxicating freedom. Said dream induced pleasure was eventually brought to an end by the sounds of trumpets and fanfare. I rubbed my eyes and gazed about my bedroom.
"GOOOOOD MORNING! IT IS I, EXCALIBUR!"
"$$$$." Well, good thing I bought that coffeemaker.
"Hey, Excalibur, do you remember the witch Arachne?"
"FOOL! Provision number twelve, never abide a witch nor her magic!"
"Agreed, but do you remember her?"
"FOOL! My legend begins in the twelfth century, therefore I remember all of said century and beyond! My memory knows no end for I am the mighty holy blade who once sundered the earth in twain!"
"Right." I finished off my milk and paused. "I think I'm going to go bomb a $$$$ing building tonight. Cut off her spy channels here in the city. What do you say?"
He finished off his coffee with a content sigh. "What a pleasure setting off fireworks for my birthday, I shall accompany you after my five hour story time."
I couldn't help but chuckle at that.
I paused and thought over the future. Arachne would attempt to usurp the seat of the Grim Reaper and essentially rule the world, becoming "The Mother of all things", $$$$ that. But the way the children were now even if I accelerated their growth still weren't enough to take her on immediately so.. I paused and sighed.
I cloned myself and got up, "I'll see you around Excal, I need to go speak with Death."
"BOY! Do not let the future take over the present, go forth with courage."
[November 21st, 7:30AM, The early 2000's, Death's office, DWMA]
"Oi Death, we need to talk."
"You sure like talking huh?"
"Only when I need to, you should however be aware of what it is I want to discuss..maybe. Have you noticed anything different in the world since last night?"
"Hmmmmmm, faintly, an anomaly towards the east, makes me nostalgic..."
"Arachne."
"Ah that $$$$$, that $$$$ing $$$$$. I remember her well. Ah, I see, she's back."
I couldn't help but chuckle at the sudden change in Death's demeanor, his past bleeding into the present.
"Yeah so, she's back, probably going to try to kill you or the DWMA, probably both-"
"She can try all she likes, she won't succeed." He said with a matter of fact tone.
"I propose we train the kids instead while we leave Arachne alone, I don't want to go awol and step on your toes again so to speak. She'll seek the tools of Eibon while we eventually lead a full on assault, maybe even run some sabotage as well"
"Medusa was different, more up close and personal, physical even. Her elder sister isn't, much more the mental type really."
"Eibon…Hmph, the past keeps coming back to bite me."
"Naturally, given your connections to most people, yes. After all, one could say you three are responsible for the birth of these living weapons."
Death sighed at that. "Your proposal is a good one Arthur, go forth then, do as you see fit as a teacher."
I left to go teach my lessons and supervise the kids when I ran into Kid on his lonesome.
"Ah hey Kid, hope you're doing well, I've been meaning to ask you something."
"Oh yes, what is it Professor Arthur?"
"Have you ever considered shaving your head? I feel like that could bring some relief to you on a mental level, granted you'd need to use more sunscreen."
He paused with a look of bewilderment and pondered as he placed his cupped hand to his chin. "I..no, but my beautiful hair…is unsymmetrical, dammit, dammit! But being bald…yes, yes, then everything would be symmetrical by process of elimination!"
"Well until you complete your rings yeah..or wear a wig or something."
He wasn't paying attention to me anymore as he muttered to himself.
"..You still need to show up for class, you know that right?"
I decided to head to the rooftops of the school before I started class, letting the sunlight bathe my flesh in that golden morning glow. The fresh fervent warmth caressing my skin. Thank God for the sun, it feels so good. I eventually let out a sigh as I ran my fingers through my hair.
"What's the matter boy?" Excalibur asked as he spun his cane dancing on the rooftop wall.
How the heck did he even get here? Oh right, he can cut through space.
"I'm having second thoughts I suppose. Instead of murdering every witch in sight in cold blood like a crazed killer I could just use some form of aerosolized genetic editing or something, it'll be healthier for me mentally down the long run and it'll make me use my brain more in regards to just 'haha lizard brain go boom'. I could give them the option if anything to stop being psycho killer witches, if not then just gas them and maybe kill them."
"Save your true hatred for the demons. IT'S ALWAYS THE $$$$ING DEMONS DOING EVERYTHING VIA PROXY WARS. $$$$!"
Excalibur tilted his head and stopped spinning his cane. "It'd be all too tempting to just give into that hate, but it's a wrong type of a hate, a human hate, not a holy hate like that of the hatred of Evil and all things evil. All in due time it comes to corrupt the body and soul. Hate is a powerful thing but Love is greater. God's love. True love. Unrelenting all powerful love that supersedes all mistakes, mishaps and hatred, young Arthur."
"I want to be a better person. I don't want to be like my enemies. That's why I pray for them even if I may come to hate them or do regardless. I pray that they cease what they're doing and come to see the light of Christ. Humanity was never meant to hate one another or harm one another. Yet we do, clinging on to unrepentant sins. It's only by the grace of God that we are saved. It's only by the grace of God and his son's holy name. What was that one verse? Do not let the sun go down on your anger, something along those lines. I want to be a better person, Excalibur. I want to grow in my faith and help other people before I die because it's all I have left. If I can't even show one person the way forward then why was I even born?"
"MMM yes, this reminds me of when Sir Gawain came back to Camelot from his quest with the Green Knight. What a tale that was, though not as spectacular as mine, Excalibur. Chin up boy! As long as you try, you'll make it. Struggle with those weak legs of yours forward!"
"..Thank you Excalibur, that was kind of you."
"Despite being known as the Great Old One of Anger I find it quite rude to be honest. As if I am annoying enough to deserve the ire of such others, nonsense! I am beautiful!"
He paused with a stare till I nodded my head and agreed with his statement.
"Do not fret young Arthur boy fool! You will soon become a man worthy of bearing the title of King! By victory and glory! And the slaying of evil foes and the evil within!"
I sighed once more as I gazed at the skies, "I must do everything in my power to protect this next generation of children from being eaten alive by the ways of the Devil and his armies. This unholy madness."
"You have already started doing so, do not relent now boy."
"Never. Thank you Excalibur."
He 'hmphed' approvingly and flew away. Alright, enough lollygagging, I had a class to teach.
[November 21st, 8:30AM, The early 2000's, Class Crescent Moon, DWMA]
"Alright everyone, partner up with your 'other half' and practice your soul resonance rates."
For the most part everyone was pretty up to par, or rather to say it another way, everything was stable, normal. It was soothing to see so many people resonate with one another so easily. I was grateful for it.
Meanwhile Crona was in the corner near Maka and Soul. The poor guy was thrown in the deep end in regards to socializing with others his age. I was just grateful that he had friends now, or rather would have more soon enough. Walking on over I sat down next to him.
"I'm curious Crona, how are you holding up?"
"Hoo.. Sir Arthur it's so large, this school is impossible."
I smiled softly at that, the kid wasn't lying that's for damn sure. "Yeah it really isn't it, but we believe that you can overcome it with time." I chuckled internally, he was a cute kid.
He glanced about the room at the meisters and his weapons before settling his eyes on Maka and Soul for a moment.
"Hm.. Hey Crona, have you ever thought about your own soul?"
He shook his head side to side.
"Do you wish to learn?"
After instructing him to breath and close his eyes he eventually came to with a slight startle. "I- I saw it. I saw my own soul… but I saw Ragnarok's too."
"So he is capable of soul perception after all, that's good to know. We can use this for the future."
"Crona… do you- would you like to have your body back? What I mean to ask is do you want me to remove Ragnarok from you?"
His eyes widened and Maka's as well as I could tell she was peeping in on the conversation. After some time he came to his answer.
"No. Thank you though, Sir Arthur."
I blinked and did a double take, "I am confused, why?"
"I don't want Ragnarok taken out of me because I want to be able to be proud of myself, to stand up to him, taking him out to me would just be running away from him. And I don't want to run away anymore, not from him. I know that at least."
"Oh.." I paused as he did too, settling back into a withdrawn blush. I couldn't help but feel proud. To feel proud for him in a way.
"Crona, you've already become stronger than you ever could've been with that decree you just gave yourself. You're going to grow up to be a great person." I patted his back.
He continued to blush and nod his head.
I wasn't expecting him to actually say no to be honest, I didn't plan for that possibility. That's my fault, something I need to work on in the future. In the meantime I along with all the other DWMA staff would need to continue to develop these kids into being able to handle the eventual battle with Arachnephobia. While juggling that they'd continue with the standard procedure of exterminating and collecting kishin eggs and making their weapon partners stronger.
[December 20th, 9:00AM, The early 2000's, My place, Death City]
My system decided to tell me a new update had occurred in regards to the mystery boxes, that they'd supposedly be more volatile yet rewarding now. I took the liberty of using the instant dungeon in my closet to test them out.
As it turns out there was now a fifty fifty chance I could be harmed instead of receiving any reward whatsoever no matter the ranking. Fun. Let's see what the results are like. I summoned the last three boxes I had.
[Donut (Common) (The Simpsons)]
[Charmander Plushie (Uncommon) (Pokemon)]
[Hunter's Axe (Uncommon) (Bloodborne)]
[Tsunagi (Common) (Tokyo Ghoul)]
[Caja Negación (Rare) (Bleach)]
Not bad, the donut was tasty. I was tempted to eat the box too but decided against it, hmm, maybe I could use it against an opponent. I placed everything else in my inventory and crushed the second box.
I was immediately struck by lightning. Ow..okay so there's the other side of the fifty fifty. Huh, reminds me of when I had to fight Talos and his sons. Alright, final box.
[Cactus sword (Uncommon) (Terraria)]
[Chill spike (Rare) (Mega-Man)]
[Web shooter (Rare) (Marvel)]
[Cyndaquil plushie (Uncommon) (Pokemon)]
Huh, interesting draw. I wonder if I could offer the sword to the fairies over in the Cave of Eternity.. Maybe in the future. The chill spike was a freezing cold glob of frost like jelly the size of a marble in my palm..I ended up eating it too. The only reason why was due to that Metabolization Perk I picked up a while back. I'm not that normally stupid or reckless..
Ice affinity shot up to the point where I had managed to unlock Cryokinesis so that was nice. Soon enough I felt a tugging sensation in my head. Ah right, this was my instant dungeon I had made in my closet, therefore it was the same one I left my clones in to grind their select tasks!
I went northward. Amongst the seas of grass I eventually came across sprawling hilled fields of golden wheat, fruits of every color and kind hanging low and high amongst trees and at the center of it all a massive bungalow made from raw trees!
"My goodness, my Farmer class clone has certainly been busy."
"You're darn tootin I was." He came outside dressed up in standard farming overalls, boots, and an ol' straw hat. "I completely lost track of time every now and then. So what's happened to the outside boss?"
"Uh..Arachne woke up I guess, I helped rehabilitate Crona sort of, gonna kill Arachne eventually."
"Sounds good, sounds good."
We ate bread and other baked goods on the porch, they were delicious. Especially the raspberry tarts.
"So where are the other two?"
My clone paused and chuckled, "Well…we ended up making more clones, then after maxing out their respective elements they switched over to zapping themselves with lightning to increase the respective resistance to it, and then proceeding to grind out Photokinesis before they started to burn out and try to mutiny, pun intended."
"...Did my- did- did you guys try to kill each other?"
"Oh no, no, just a lot of displaced anger, destruction, cursing etc, eventually once we all cooled off and I fed everyone we all merged back together, I'm the final one standing and I've just been tending to everything till you returned. Ha, you always were thinking about clone uprising weren't cha, I don't blame ya given what we've seen in life."
"Well damn.. I'm sorry."
"Ah don't worry about it boss, it's been fun, just don't put all our efforts to waste is all I ask."
With that I absorbed him back into myself and was alone. I let out a sigh as I closed my eyes and let the accumulated experience wash over me. Glimpses of my clones hanging out slinging lightning bolts, eating fresh food around campfires and such. I felt old. Like dinosaur old. By the time I opened my eyes I was almost drooling onto the couch that was placed outside the porch.
What was my reward for completing the Farmer class one might ask, simple. They were as follows, geokinesis, ferrokinesis, agrokinesis, agriculture mastery. It was definitely a pleasing slew of rewarding perks. And now I could finally become an Engineer as well.
But firstly, I needed to blow off some steam. I summoned a Tarrasque forth and got to brawling. Seventy feet long and one hundred and thirty tons of raw death, don't mind if I do. I yawned and grinned as I summoned my ripper claws and began to rise into the air via psionics.
I giggled as I lit my claws on fire and made a beeline for the great beast. Said claws were glowing white hot as I slammed them into the face of the Tarrasque. With two critical hits I slaughtered my way through half of his health bar and then some. God, that felt so $$$$ing good.
I licked the blood from my nose as his tail beat me across the face knocking me to the soil below. How long has it been since I felt pain? The flaming stinging sensation had once again sorely reminded me of its existence as the massive horns of the tarrasque impaled and lacerated my body.
"Okay hot shot, thanks for the reminder."
I swung my arms forth once more.
[Tarrasque has been slain! 155,000XP gained! 310,000GP gained!]
What was that, eighteen or so seconds. Hmm, maybe I should spawn a god next and see how far they fight. Orrrr..I finally max out this meister class and choose something else. Screw it, let's do both at once!
I grinned as I summoned a simulation of Tiamat, Talos and his spawn. Teleporting all of us away from the campout my clones had made.
Now this was a fight fit for the gods. "Viking" by Slaughter to Prevail was blasting in the air. I lit my body on fire and proceeded to laugh as I sliced them apart. It all felt so damn good. Traitors to humanity are given no quarter. There will be no mercy, they will pay for what they have done.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA! $$$$ING DIE! YOUR FLAMES MEAN NOTHING, YOUR ICE IS NOTHING, YOUR STORMS ARE USELESS AGAINST ME. YOU WILL KNOW THE WRATH OF GOD YOU $$$$ING TRAITORS!"
I let out a shriek of ecstasy as I bled. Talos and his spawn were the first to fall as I hacked them to pieces. Tiamat's red, blue and white heads were ripped apart from the main body like trees in the wind, leaving gushing geysers of divine blood flowing out and painting the sea of green a dark red. I grinned as I breathed in her acid and poison outright denying any pain it would've bathed me in. I put her out of her misery afterward.
[Talos the Storm Lord has been slain! 155,000XP gained! 310,000GP gained!]
[Son of Talos has been slain! 155,000XP gained! 310,000GP gained!]
[Tiamat the Queen of Chromatic Dragons has been slain! 155,000XP gained! 310,000GP gained!]
I let out an exhale and cut the flames off, despawning my claws and upper clothing as I wiped my forehead. "Man, that was great! Need to get some water though."
I fast traveled out of the dungeon, deciding to leave it be for now as I laid down on my couch. Chugging some water I took a nap as I let the knowledge of the Engineer class's proficiencies and skills flood into my subconscious. I ended up dreaming of making a robot. How quaint and thematic.
Oh, that's right, I had finally completed my Meister class to level one hundred. Which one would I pick now? My brain was pulling me towards Fighter, I couldn't help myself. I had enough excess experience points for a good twenty or so levels, pumped them straight into Engineer since that was my weaker suit so to speak, Fighter was as easy as breathing.
It was akin to breathing in fresh cool air as I gazed at my phone, at Cortana, at the iron man suit and the mjolnir armor.
"You have a certain look in your eyes Arthur." Her voice kissed my ears. It felt so good, to be smart, to finally understand the way of the machine.
"I have a project I've been meaning to work on, and I want your audience and potential input for it, if you'll have me."
"Sounds like a fun time." She smiled.
I summoned my plate armor, the iron man armor, and the mjolnir armor and had Cortana scan the latter two armors, relaying the info to my mind via psionic link. Electricity, energy, servos, motors, gears, manual and electric. The flow of the machine, the interconnecting of armor. It was enough to make me want to cry. I could understand.
I would make this a two part plan, mixing my plate armor with Stark tech would be the first part of the plan. I was extremely tempted to gut the tech in the sense that it didn't rely on mundane science and would instead be powered by psionic force, but that would be wasteful. What if I would fight another psionic individual in the future who could fry my suit, then I'd have no way to power it so to speak.
Four hundred pounds…that's a lot of metal. I replicated my plate armor six times over, disassembled it and then proceeded to fuse and replace the mundane titanium and platinum alloys of the Stark suit with the blessed metals. Cortana ran standby in case I did anything wrong, encouraging me throughout the process. The results were, at a minimum, pleasing to me.
Cortana also reminded me I had web shooters I previously got as well so I ended up implementing the web shooters into the suit because honestly it'd be a waste not to. The tangler grenades would make a comeback in a new form! I decided to leave the fuel source of the armor alone for now, seeing as how it was a mini fusion reactor, as long as the ionization was stable I'd have infinite energy..I think, and- and most importantly, it wouldn't blow me up! I did however decide to get rid of the uni-beam function, I wouldn't really be needing it all that much. This would increase the longevity of the suit's power systems, to other areas like flight and weight reduction mechanics.
Matter of fact due to the nature of the metals being infused with the supernatural blessings of the most high, energy output readings were shown to be even higher than regular, cleaner even.
I got to the cosmetic portions of the suit now. I reworked the whole thing, it looked reminiscent of Tony's endo-sym armor now, albeit less glowy and shiny, less segmented. The helm and pauldron areas were designed to be reminiscent of roaring lions. I was debating whether to add a cape or not but decided against it ultimately. The central reactor had an extra layer of plating upon it so that whatever light poured out of it was in the shape of a cross. Looking at it now the armor definitely had more of its own identity now, to me at least.
"Well that was definitely fun, it beats solving crosswords puzzles in seven different languages." Cortana chirped happily.
I chuckled and gave her a high five. "Thank you so much for your help."
[Congratulations, you have gained 100% Reputation with Cortana! You have reached the Rank of Friend!]
Well ain't that nice and lovely. Phase one of upgrading my armor had finally been completed!
[Holy Paladin Armor; Wondrous item, Legendary.
Heavy Armor; Provides an AC bonus of +5 alongside resistance against cold/ice damage, thunder/sonic damage, fire damage, acid damage, lightning damage and poison damage. Known capabilities include web shooters, repulsors, pulse bolts, tasers, a flight speed four times that of your movement speed, repulsion shielding, etc.
Freshly polished, matte white-gold colored plate armor. The helm and pauldron areas are sculpted after the image of roaring lions. The chest reactor has been cosmetically modified to look like a glowing cross. Gives off a faint golden sheen when exposed to any and all light sources. Weighs 400 lbs.]
Faster than my psionic flight speed at the moment.. I was tempted to take it out for a go now, but in the world of Soul Eater armor wasn't needed all that much usually, considering that most meisters were superhuman in terms of physiologies and capabilities. Hmm…speaking of which..I got an itching for some pyromania…
[December 20th, 9:00PM, The early 2000's, Chupacabra's, Death City]
I couldn't help but shudder, my left shoulder hitching once more as I stepped through the entrance to this horrid place. Full of pinks, violets and golden trims. Checkerboard floor and a heavy smell of perfume and booze. I hated it. "Fire. Burn them all. BURN THEM ALL WITH FIRE." I took a moment to reign myself in and fight the urge to grin. "I'll only do so if they refuse my offers."
There were no customers, only staff, perfect. I sat down and was soon treated to Alisa's presence, the firefly witch, one of two spies for Arachnephobia. She was a bit of an airhead really, though supposedly she meant well. Y'know aside from mocking Spirit behind his back, enabling his flaws and helping an organization that was attempting to soon enough rule the world if not destroy it. "Kill her. KILL HER. No, not yet."
"Excuse me Alisa could I get some water, maybe have Lisa over for some fun too?" I flashed a few hundred dollar bills. "I have a great business deal I want to talk to you two about." I grinned a toothy grin.
Soon enough I had the two spies practically cuddling themselves against my chest. I had to clench my teeth and keep up a good poker face to remember my mission and not get distracted by more…primal things. Poor Spirit, I could sympathize with the fighting of such a vice.. Right! The business deal!
"So Lisa, Alisa, or rather should I say Tabatha and Taruho, I have some news for you from Mosquito himself and the DWMA."
They froze and furrowed their brows at me. "Eh? You're with Arachnephobia too?"
"Yes but no, I have a greater deal for you two if you wish to know?"
Speaking in a riddle of sorts had them both drawn like moths to a flame. Appropriate I suppose since they were a butterfly and firefly respectively in terms of theme and magic.
"So girls, let's be honest with ourselves here, despite being asked to act as spies, as double agents, you're not really good at your job are you?"
They were initially hurt but quickly agreed in the end, lamenting that they were just in it for the easy ride and honestly had more fun playing as club girls and such.
"So here's my proposition for you, you quit working for Arachnephobia, and you work for the DWMA, for yourselves instead, not as spies but as.. a one time information broker in regards to all things magical that you know of. I'll even offer my protection and throw in a good five grand a piece as a show of good faith." I said with a grin as my hands clasped around their shoulders.
I cackled internally as unbeknownst to them I was rewriting their entire genome from witch to human, they'd never use magic again.
"You got yourself a deal mister!"
After slapping ten grand on the table I got to recording all the knowledge they had on the world of witches and sent it to Cortana. Ah sweet victory. Another two witches were killed, and I didn't even have to shed any blood. They'd thank me in the future once they found what I did, if they ever did that is. Honestly I did them a favor. Especially since I left an invisible clone on their premises to guard them.
With that I walked about the city for a bit taking in the nightlife. Hm..there was still the issue of Kim and Angela to deal with too. I yawned and rubbed my eyes. With a hint of focus I reached out into the air of the city with my soul perception abilities. Having finally completed my meister class I was now the strongest meister to grace this universe, more so than Stein ever was or Maka will ever be. Having found Black-star's soul wavelength I then teleported near his residence and tapped into his mind via psionics to read his memories to discern the location of Angela's castle.
Ah, Europe, neat..ah ahh, I see. Hm, I'd go another day, preferably during the day that is. I teleported back to my place and laid down on the couch. Man I can't believe it was almost Christmas, I'm just glad that school was out for the time being. I looked through the multiversal market tab for some items to perhaps buy, but my brain was so fried I just opted to buy some scar removal cream and get rid of the scar on my lip and below my nose. I felt much better about myself afterwards and drifted off to sleep.
[December 21st, 9:00AM, The early 2000's, Death City, Nevada USA]
"Hm, Christmas party? Aw, that's rather sweet, sure I'd love to be there. Thank you Tsubaki." I ran my fingers through my hair partially and smiled.
She was out once more buying groceries when she came upon me and asked me if I wanted to join in on the party the whole gang was planning on having soon over at Maka and Soul's place.
It was when we went our respective separate ways that I ran into Spirit coming out of the book store.
"Oi Spirit, it's been a while, how's life been treating you?"
"Ah Arthur, hey there. Ah y'know..well enough." His enthusiasm faltered at the end.
"So… I'm guessing you fumbled the sunset scene and you're trying to make up for it by giving Maka a christmas gift. That's unfortunate but endearing."
"Huh- Oi!..Y-yeah.. But I was already planning on doing that as her papa anyway you know! Regardless of my previous failings, I love my daughter!"
"Ha, yeah I know, so let me help you out with that. What were you planning on getting her?"
He grinned as he held up a thick brown tome. "Behold, Grimm's Fairy Tales!"
"Huh, that's pretty good." I nodded along softly. "Say Spirit, give it here, I'll pass it onto Maka in your stead while I'm at the party."
"Huhh, party? Are you trying to make a move on my precious daughter just cause you're still young!"
I could feel my eye twitching in irritation. "No, you numbskull I was invited, plus that is unprofessional, I am a teacher."
"Oh."
"Look, just write up your card and we can go get it wrapped up or whatever alright."
[December 21st, 6:00PM, The early 2000's, Maka and Soul's place, Death City]
"Haha! Your face has become more symmetrical, Professor Arthur! Those scars are gone, or well the ones that stained the bottom half of your face rather. You are one step closer to no longer being hideous." Kid told me rather bluntly with a satisfied smile on his face.
I did my best not to get irritated considering I could understand where he was coming from, that troll scar in particular was rather unbecoming on a face as handsome as mine. Plus it was funny to see Liz nearly choke on her soda as she apologized for what Kid said, cute girl.
"And I see you have opted to not go clean shaven after all eh Kid. Don't worry Liz, no hard feelings."
Compared to fighting dragons, giants, rampaging through dungeons and fighting for my life, having a little Christmas party was honestly pretty fun. Relaxing, refreshing, etc. Watching Soul begrudgingly dress up as Santa via Maka's wrath and Black-star's pranking impulses managed to get a chuckle out of me. Evidently Crona too.
I didn't have much to give aside from my company and some more golden apple cider, it was tasty after all. It went well with Maka's cooking. The fact that she was so good at such an age, made me feel a little embarrassed. Maybe I should take up being a chef in the future. I wasn't a total mooching bum though! I gave Black-star some baby back rib flavored chips, gave Tsubaki a bonsai tree, gave Liz and Patty some sephora products, gave Kid a twenty sided rubix cube and Soul a leather jacket and Crona an animal plushie. As for Maka, I gave her a witty written drinking mug.
Speaking of Maka, it was time to do Spirit that favor, or rather help him out would be the more accurate descriptor.
"Hey, there's one more present for you, Maka, from a special santa." I passed her the gift wrapped story book her father had bought her.
Watching her unwrap the gift and read the card her father left her was bittersweet. It however didn't take. It was unfortunate.
"Hmmph, dumb papa..it'll take more than books you know.."
Soul glanced over at the book, "I don't know, that does look like a pretty nice book..as far as books go."
"Sorry Spirit, but I suppose you're going to have to try a little harder. You did, from all sources I can find and check, cheat on your wife after all, these are the fruits of such a sin. Your road to mending your relationship with your daughter will be a hard one."
Tsubaki patted Maka's shoulder and smiled. "Still it'd be a shame to let such a book go to waste eh Maka?"
"Y-yeah.. Yes..that's true." She glanced back at the book, slightly tightening her grip around it.
I exhaled and smiled softly. Things were always easier with people you could trust and care for, thank you Soul and Tsubaki for the save.
[December 22nd, 6:00AM, The early 2000's, My place, Death City]
Well color me surprised, it's been a while since I had woken up that early. I nearly tripped as I got out of bed, two mystery boxes were tucked at the lower corner. Letting out an amused exhale I picked up the first one and crushed it.
I was promptly ear$$$$ed by a pang of thunder that rippled through the air, nearly flinging back onto the bed.
This new dynamic with the boxes certainly kept me on my toes..or not. I crushed the second one as my left ear stopped ringing.
[Sun Blade (Rare) (The Last Story)]
[The Book of Eibon (Artifact) (Soul Eater)]
..So I ended up opening the book and was immediately sucked in. I know I shouldn't have had, probably. I should've just launched it at the sun or something honestly. I suppose this wasn't all bad though, I had essentially robbed Noah of his strongest weapon, and now had both of the greatest items crafted by the Great Old One of Knowledge…I should kick Eibon's a$$ after this.
Eventually the incarnated table of contents visited me as I fell through the endless white void.
"Alright, listen up you eldritch parrot monkey, I'm getting out of this book one way or another so let's get this show on the road yeah?"
He clicked his tongue as black script swirled about into a portal. After feeling like I drank liquid pop rocks I found myself in a world of purples and pinks. Soft, curvy, fragrant, warm. The horizons were cloaked in shapely hills as well. I also found myself on fire. The first chapter, Lust.
How many times had I fallen to this vice? I've lost count, it has bled into the years. How many others were victims to it, to its kind and kingdom. How many marriages ruined, relationships crushed, people assaulted, bonds betrayed, and self respect destroyed. How many $$$$ing times?
I clenched my teeth. Though I was impervious to flames now, my clothing was not, and I still found myself sweating not from heat or lust, but from anger. Anger at myself, anger at the vice for making so many human brothers and sisters into victims, anger at humans for giving in as well.
That's the thing about humanity and sin, we are both the victim of it and the victimizers of it. Such is why we need the grace of Jesus Christ. I let out a breath. A cool feeling washed over me. "Be cool, calm down."
That was when I noticed the succubus peeking at me from the edges of the exit of the giant bed I was standing in. "Kill kill kill kill kill KILL! KILL THE SEDUCTRESS!"
I flash stepped in front of her as she cupped my face with a grin, "King. Teehee~."
"Die." I rammed my left hand through its chest. "Traitor. Defiler. Corrupter of humanity! I HATE YOU!"
The flames magnified as they shot up into the air. Her physical form was screaming as it became a charred husk.
[Succubus has been slain! 1,100XP gained! 2,200GP gained!]
[Congratulations, your Fighter class has reached 3rd level!]
I sighed as I cracked my fingers. Funny how anger works sometimes. It's enough to eclipse the lusts of the eyes and heart for a moment. I get it, I'm a guy, I like women. But God help me if I ended up addicted to being a degenerate like the fate of so many of my fellow humans.
We're supposed to be better than that God damn it. I screamed as the flames swathed over me again. My mind being force fed images of each time I failed. Every moment I was weak. I hated it. I cursed my weakness and hated myself for it.
"LET ME OUT. LET ME GO!"
The lavish furnishings were starting to catch fire. I shut my eyes and placed my hands over them, wanting to claw them out almost.
"I NEVER WANTED ANY OF THIS $$$$! I JUST WANTED GENUINE LOVE, THAT'S ALL WE EVER WANTED, NOT THIS PERVERSE TWISTED BULL$$$$! We were fed LIES by LIARS. Demons. Defilers. DEFILERS OF HUMANITY! THIS ISN'T RIGHT, IT WAS NEVER THE WAY! IT WAS NEVER WORTH IT. I'M SORRY GOD! I'M SORRY! LET ME KILL THEM! I'LL KILL THEM ALL!"
I could feel the DOOM music kicking in as I scanned the horizons, succubi morphing between different appearances as they all ran about on fire. I gave no $$$$$, there was no mercy for enabling spirits. May they all rot in Hell.
"Yes well it would seem that at the moment your rage and sobriety give no quarter to your more natural and primal desires, let's carry on before anything gets out of hand." The TOC spoke out.
My vision blurred and I found myself inside a nineteen fifties americana style deli. It smelled so good, my mouth was watering. I clenched my teeth again. Originally the book of Eibon wasn't that hard set on convicting/condemning its inhabitants. Its ultimate goal, in my opinion, or one of its ultimate goals for the time being was to be a huge filter test for the Great Old One of Power that took isolation within its utmost depths. It also served as a databank for all the other inventions created by Eibon.
I sighed as I stuffed a sandwich into my mouth. Gluttony was never really a big deal for me in a way, usually. Ironically I never feel that much hunger, but place some good food in front of me and I'd practically inhale it. But I wouldn't say it was one I personally struggled with. After finishing the sandwich I made my way outside through a street that went on and on.
It reminded me of New York City, where various food stalls littered my peripheral vision. Yeah it was hard to say no but once I was full, thank God I was full. So I eventually made my way outside the second chapter of this horrid book.
The third chapter, Envy. I sniffled as I sighed. Nude and disgruntled, still on fire, still annoyed. I'd have to buy those clothes again. But it was my own fault in the end. I found myself in a ten foot by ten foot room in front of a mirror of myself.
"What am I envious of?" That's a good question." Honesty was always the best policy in regards to true growth. "I'm envious of Black-star, in the sense that he has someone as lovely and supportive as Tsubaki. Plus his theme song is admittedly pretty cool, the opening riff is just so damn good."
I couldn't help but chuckle in front of the mirror. The flames slightly died down.
"I'm envious of people who aren't even real in my world. Or perhaps I'm envious of the things I think other people actually have? I'm not as smart as other people I know or strong or whatever. Everyone is always envious of something, right? But at the same time, it's not always the wisest to compare yourself to other people because it can distract you from your destiny and goals in life."
Another brief chuckle escaped my lips, "I'm envious of other people's drawing styles and writing prowess. But I suppose that's the purpose of practice, and why should I lock myself to such rigid lines to begin with? Art was made to be cross dimensional in its fields was it not? What do I gain from wasting my time lamenting over my supposed weakness like a $$$$, nothing. Absolutely nothing."
What was the opposite of envy anyway? Kindness. I let out a sigh as I thought back to the months spent thus far in this little anime/manga world. I'd like to think I had been kind to those where it really mattered. I smiled as I ran through my memories, every instance of watching those kids smiling. How could I not be filled with love at that moment?
I cracked my back as I got up and walked through the mirror. "He will wash away all your sins."
Chapter four, Wrath. The skies were made of smoke and ash, red lightning writhed like snakes throughout the air. The soil was cracked, red and barren. Lava flowed and churned about, the faint sound of screaming could be heard as fire shot out like geysers.
I let out a steady breath as I felt another wave of sweat kick in. A pressure on my chest and upper back.
"Come on come on COME ONNNN $$$$ IT'S ABOUT TIME YOU GOT HERE YOU A$$HOLE PIECE OF $$$$!"
I saw a reflection of myself claw its way from out of the lava. It's form flickering between a charred skeleton and the maddened self I saw prior once before in my bathroom mirror.
"$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$!"
[Warning you have received a Critical hit x2!]
[You have received a Minor scar x2!]
"Son of a $$$$$." "Right. You."
"ME MOTHER$$$$ER! IT'S ME. YOU CAN'T IGNORE ME OR RUN AWAY FROM ME NOW."
The screams of the horizon intensified as I proceeded to parry and dodge the other attacks of my id. Those claws of his would've shredded over a hundred points of my health and then some. However due to how many crits I've tanked before and how far my slashing resistance has come along it was only around sixty eight points of pain. I summoned my longsword in return. "Hello beautiful, haven't seen you in a while."
I rammed IT through my inner madness's chest and into the ground, "Stay down."
"AhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
He in fact did not stay down.
He opened his mouth unleashing a torrent of black flames, further impaling himself through the blade as if his mass was made of shadows…he probably was on second thought. I summoned my blade back to me.
"Hate."
It was the only word he uttered as he transformed further into a gargantuan dragon of broiling black flames with smoldering red eyes dripping tears of blood, waterfalls of acidic saliva drenching the floor.
"ALL I FEEL IS HATE! THIS IS BEYOND WRATH, LET THERE BE ONLY DEATH!"
I shook my head as my own anger was starting to affect me. "Fine then, let's cut loose."
He roared as I side stepped a line of acid fire. This reminded me of my old days back in Faerun. I breathed in deeply once and popped off an action surge via the Fighter class quickly whittling away at that health bar.
I endured being whipped sixfold by that massive flail of a tail of his.
"It's over." I held my hand out and golden light shot down from the heavens vaporizing his form. Photokinesis was fun.
Silence filled my ears for a few minutes as I caught my breath, the period of grace being broken by the sounds of curse words being uttered again as I looked once more to the infernal river banks to see my rage crawling towards me.
"Hate, hate, haaaateee."
The flames around my body compressed briefly before rising towards the sky. I sighed. The sin of wrath. How unfortunately natural it seemed to appear to humanity at times. How many souls has it damned? How many words had we said that we knew we should've never said? That I should've never said. Or did things I never should've done. Even the violent thoughts in my head.
How many moments of my past did I regret? How many times did I wake up from a dream, screaming and cursing in anger? How sad. How pathetic. It's cruel. Or how blind I let myself become as I drowned in hatred. The bloody memories of my youth came back to haunt me much to my shame and chagrin. Human hatred. It was never meant to be a thing. Do you know why God tells you not to go to bed with anger in your heart, it's because more often than not letting rage and bitterness rule over your mind only ends in ruin and regrets.
I gazed at my shadow smoldering in his rage, "Doesn't it ever get tiring?"
"yES. YES! Yes…But… you can't get rid of me you know?"
"Perhaps, but I know who can. And I know who can forgive me if I'm willing to show change."
"What, so you can just fall again, like you have so many times before? You're a pathetic loser who will just fall to his sins AGAIN! Just give in to your hate and let the world burn already. Let's commit omnicide together and kill as many people as we can until we die. THEY DESERVE IT FOR HURTING US. WHY SHOULD WE TAKE THE HIGH ROAD WHEN THOSE BASTARDS DESERVE TO DIE!?"
I shook my head. "No. You are not my true destiny, and though you may pester me in my future again and again, I know I will always have the aid of my friend."
I watched him slowly simmer down and petrify into dust.
"Ha…you are a fool."
I shook my head and made my way onward.
Humanity was never made to feel envy or wrath. Those sins only came about when Cain decided to kill his own brother, poor Abel. I shook my head again and sighed. Patience. I need more patience. We need more patience as humans over all.
"I'm sorry God. For all the times I was a fool in my anger. Allow me the gift and privilege of your mercy and grace to mend my ways, to have you guide me, and not forsake me. Bless me with the fruit of patience. Amen."
"You are a rather strange one aren't you?" The TOC said.
"I suppose so huh. Anyway, I can feel him combing his way back up so let's get a move on eh."
I chuckled as I found myself within the gardens of an opulent stone palace. The fountain water was so clear it acted as a perfect mirror. Pride? What pride, I had no pride. Okay that was obviously a lie, I had some pride, all humans did, it was the first sin of the deadly sins for crying out loud anyway.
I paused and smiled as I looked at my reflection. "I don't know, I'm feeling pretty humble right now. Besides, one of the key points of humility, the antithesis of pride, is to think less of yourself, not lesser of yourself, and to think more so of others in a way."
I stood up as I gazed at the beautiful blue sky, "I'd like to think I'm pretty stable in terms of self love, stability and such."
I paused and looked back at the fountain and found my appearance pleasing to my eyes as I tended to my hair, before fading away into a full on trance I shook my head awake and scowled as I heard that still small voice in my head tell me enough.
I looked back at the water and saw a mound of ashen dirt in my reflection, "Oh, right. Without him, I am nothing. A sober reminder, an annihilation of all pride and ego." I sighed and rubbed my eyes. Pride always was the most stubborn and deceptive of the sins.
"I truly am an annoying child to deal with aren't I God? Ha…I'm sorry, I truly do pray to be better you know. Of course you know, you're God, you can read my heart and mind. I'm just the boy inside the man.."
Looking back before the scenery changed once more honestly this palace reminded me of the Taj mahal of India.
I blinked and my vision was greeted to the sighs of many couches and beds…Chapter six, sloth.
"Just one little rest couldn't hurt right? My legs are so tired after all."
I blissfully threw myself onto the furnishings, almost melting into the beddings as I exhaled.
"Yesssssss."
It was a good couple of minutes I layed in that bed. Body heavy as lead as I felt the cool soft touch of a person brushing against my face.
"Sleeeeeep. Stay here with me forever. Forgo everything else and just sleep." Her voice was sweet and alluring. Yeah, sleep sounds good right about now. I could use some sleep.
I yawned yet shot up as I heard that still small voice in my head tell me to get up. Dodging a multitude of chains that writhed from the woman's form I quickly set the room on fire and ran out.
"Y'know what they say, daylight's burning and somebody's gotta work! Besides, once you're awake you're awake! Ain't no going back to sleep baby!"
I tripped over a chair leg and into the next and final chapter of the seven sins, Greed. Using my psionics to correct my fall I exhaled as I gazed at the skies, it was raining money. Mountains of gold and cash, endless jewels…It reminded me of Tiamat's hoard.
"AGH! What use do I have for more money? None! I don't even want the five billion anymore! I can't believe I'd ever say that. I am so donating to charity when I get out of this book. $$$$ you. I no longer desire money, but other things." I ended my exclamation by flipping off one of the money mounds.
The floor rumbled as an ink black liquid bled through and spun itself into a ring.
"It would seem you have been invited to the secret chapter. Congratulations."
I nodded softly before diving in. Diving into another white void of nothingness till I was met face to face with the Great Old One of Power.
"Well well well, hello there."
"Interloper. Outsider. Do you seek power?"
I grunted as I found myself unable to move. Using my psionics to breathe and speak I positioned myself into an upright position.
"I have no need for your power Elder one."
He recoiled and leaned closer. "Everyone seeks power in some shape or form, boy."
"Yes, that is true, which is why again, I don't need yours, for I already have all the power I need. I have no need or want for your supposed power or the madness it brings."
"You find fault with me, a mortal outsider?"
"Yes, honestly."
"What is power to you then, outsider."
I could feel the paralysis lessening as I managed to scrawl a smile upon my face, "God is power, Love is power."
"Not your rage, wrath, anger or hatred? Do these things not swell and burn inside you? Are they not a source of power for you as well?" He leaned in closer, his wavelength ringing off the back of my head.
"Yes. But they are all put to shame and dust by the power of God." I paused and chuckled, "You know I always hated the concept that power corrupts people. What a load of $$$$ing bull$$$$. The people who say and believe that are idiots, and no I'm not sorry for offending you if I have. Power doesn't corrupt. Power, in the human sense at least, is a tool. A means to an end, a reflection of what was already there to begin with, an amplifier! IT IS THE PEOPLE WHO ARE CORRUPT!"
His eyes shrank in size as his flesh rippled. "And what would YOU do with more power? Would it not corrupt you as well?"
"Perhaps. Also, my best? But we all know my best would never be good enough by human standards haha..so I'd just have to align to God's will as best I can. Even if I'm a worse follower at times than Jonah ever was."
I paused and growled as I grit my teeth. I could feel my eyes burning as all I momentarily saw was washed in gold. From a third person perspective it was as though my eyes were replaced with flaming gold colored crosses. Reminiscent of Black-stars blue starred eyes in the future. The ringing in my head was growing louder.
"Enough! I do not seek your madness! You are a fraud!"
"OH? You think of me a fraud yet lie to everyone else? Lie to yourself, I sense great darkness inside you, it's power not unlike my own or that sword's madness."
"It is not a lie but a guidance, I have lied to no one, they simply have not asked deep enough to warrant my explanations. At least I'm willing to go that far unlike your kind, Great Old Ones my a$$, there's nothing great about you or the others!"
The atmosphere rippled around me.
"What, do you wish to fight me now ink-thulhu?"
He ignored my question and answered with his own question, "You wish to change the rulership of this era then?"
"Obviously, I already have the means to do it, just a bit of a prepping and waiting game sometimes."
"And to those that will oppose you?"
"I will eliminate them obviously." I said as I yawned. I clicked my teeth in irritation. "Oi, after the warlords dissolved, why'd you run away into Eibon's book? I get that your very being begets madness supposedly but I still find that so boring."
"You know not what you speak of mortal. We beings are beyond such comprehension."
"Yeah sure I don't know, whatever, dodge the question."
"Will you not regret partaking of my offer boy, this is not a choice many can choose to make."
"The choices we make will always come back to remind us that they were made. Along with the consequences that followed. The only remedy to such insanity and mind numbing agony is the grace of Jesus Christ."
"Every $$$$ up. Every mistake. Every regret. Every single one can and will be washed away by the holy blood of Jesus Christ. In a world such as my own or even this one growing increasingly colder and grey he is the final remnant of the holy flame. The rudders and anchor of the sailor amidst a storm of pain and seas of strife."
"Every time the devil whispers in one's ear for one to kill themselves he's there reminding them of his love and patient mercy. Because he truly does love them. He knows that way isn't the end for them yet, and so do they. No matter how hard life beats them bloody to the ground he will be there beside them. He will suffer all their rage, hate, doubt and disbelief, their agony and despair. He will weep with them and vindicate them in ways you can't even imagine. Because he loves humanity. And he wants to be theirs. He is the eternal savior. The eternal friend. He is the one who will be there with them until the end of all ends."
"He's the still small voice that tells them to breathe. The one that lets them know it's okay and time to finally weep. The one who lets one know things will be okay. Today isn't permanent, his grace is abundant enough for the next day. The one who lets one know what is truly right from wrong. The one who will carry humanity through the pain of these horrid nights into a better dawn."
"That is true power, that is what I seek." I grinned as my eyes burned briefly once more. "Not madness, but zealous Love."
I grunted as I felt a nerve shoot up my left elbow.
"Such things can still be taken too far, Zeal in excess itself could be madness." He countered.
"And the justice the eight of you sought ended in madness as well. Yes, I am aware of that. Which is why I will strive to lead and guide the souls of this world to salvation, I will strive to defeat madness in its face."
My vision was filled with silver water as I found the G.O.O.O.P- "Haha GOOOP." condense his form to match my own as he floated in front of me. I giggled as I reeled my head back. I didn't bother trying to check his stats. My eyes were starting to throb in pain as was.
"Ha, yeah, you're definitely strong. But ironically enough you're not the strongest. Asura is and My God stronger still then."
I blacked out.
[December 22nd, 10:00AM, The early 2000's, My place, Death City]
I gasped awake as I clawed at my chest. Looking around seeing the book of Eibon sprawled out on the floor. "Okay so it wasn't a fever induced dream, cool."
"You seem distraught, is everything alright Arthur?" Cortana voice came to life from my phone.
"I guess she wasn't with me while I had that book induced reflection."
I teleported said book into my inventory and let out a sigh as I ran my hand over my face, "Yeah, I'm fine, better even, just some wild dreams." I paused as I sat up, "Cortana, has Arachne or her cult made any moves yet?
"Negative. In other news however good morning Arthur."
"Good morning my friend."
"GOOOD MORNING FOOLS! IT IS I, EXCALIBUR!"
"$$$$." I let out a brief laugh.
"FOOL! Why are you laughing, I have still yet to receive my morning coffee with cream or breakfast."
"Right, right." I snapped my fingers and got to work.
Soon enough, enjoying a light breakfast for myself and having prepared a heavier one for Excalibur I found myself enjoying the view of the city once more upon my balcony.
"So to reiterate she hasn't made any crazy moves yet?"
"None whatsoever, if anything she is most likely healing from having fragmented her soul for over eight hundred years and now preparing her organization's plans for the future."
Knowing that Arachne knew of everything Medusa knew about she'd most likely seek to use the kishin for her own means.
"Have you seen and/or killed any spiders within this city?"
"None to be seen or killed Arthur. Would you like to schedule a flight towards Prague?"
"Perhaps, wait, no, she won't be located there anymore. Say Cortana, what are your thoughts on this situation? Arachne seeks to probably unleash Asura as well, Kill Old man Death, take over the world etc. Should I just outright kill her like I did her sister or let the kids handle this like I planned beforehand?"
"Honestly, if you want my advice, which evidently you do, as tempting as it would be to kill her as quickly as possible and get out. Training the children is still your best possible chance. We don't know how large her organization is, we don't know if we can take on Mosquito as you are now and it's too vague to go in guns blazing, at least with the children you have some meta knowledge as to how things will go right?" She explained.
I sighed and rubbed my chin as I mulled over her words. "Yeah, perhaps. Guess I was just concerned for the children is all.. They're so young, yet strong, but also not strong enough." I clicked my teeth as I glanced about the horizon and to my surprise saw a frog peeking at me, but not just any frog. Eruka frog. Talk about immediate consequences post discussion huh.
I snapped.
"Erukaaa. Wiiiitch." I had her frog form sandwiched in a death grip in my left hand with my ripper claws summoned.
"EEp! P-please don't kill me!"
I paused and shook my head for a second, inhaled and sighed, "Speak now, did Arachne put you up to this?"
"Y-yes!"
I analyzed her body and found it was infested with a magical life form in the form of a spider. How $$$$ing disgusting. The Gorgon sisters sure love their trademark. I used my psionics to obliterate it from existence. Eruka coughed it out as spit and dust.
"Gr-gross. Ribbit."
"I just saved your life, and I'm going to do it a second time potentially. Here's my offer Eruka, would you rather continue to be a witch and die- OR- Orrrrr you quit being a witch and you get to live and maybe even get that boyfriend you wanted to! That sounds like a great deal doesn't it? So what will your choice be?"
I was a bit of a sadist at heart. Trying to mend that though, honest.
"E-ehh, I want to live!"
"Perfect choice little tadpole." I grinned a savage smile.
I began to replicate the human genome onto her own and change her species and soul. It was funny watching her change into a human and fall onto her butt.
"Now be a doll and go to this address, tell them their special friend sent you and that you're eager to work, here's to being human 'Erica'."
I snapped my fingers and teleported her away from my house.
"You certainly have a way with women, king." Cortana teased.
"Hahahahahaha. Yeah…I suppose you could say that. I really did want to slaughter her, all the witches really, but I decided to go with the more humane approach, even if non humans don't have or arguably deserve intrinsic human rights just for looking humanoid. Which is why I need to enlist your help with another project I have in mind."
"And this project would be?"
"Project spray a witch!"
"..Right.." She tried not to laugh at the name.
"One of my powers, being that of replication, lets me, up to this point in time, perfectly recreate anything organic and/or inorganic I have seen or am currently seeing with my eyes, down to the esoteric and non esoteric atom. Seeing as how I have also capped out my Soul Manipulation Perk and am now an Engineer-"
"You wish to devise some kind of technology based spray to change witches into humans not only on a genetic level but on a soul level as well without having to man direct input over the process?"
"Yes exactly, it'd take forever to clone myself and personally convert every willing witch into a human."
"It'd certainly be faster to just kill them like you did with Medusa."
"Yes. yes it would, but I don't see my mental health really surviving that fiasco unfortunately. Oh, I also have two other projects in mind."
"Right, let me start marking these down." She teased me.
"Flame Fairy and Gungnir."
"Sounds fun, what are they?"
AN; holy- did this one take forever. Sorry. Soul Eater is hard to write for given so many characters and themes haha, still fun though! Sorry if this chapter seems repetitive but honestly that's on purpose, some lessons need to be repeated after all for them to be truly learned. The kids of Soul Eater are doing fine so far. Arthur didn't get to firebomb Chupacabra's in the end but that's okay. We're slowly making progress on taking out them witches. Arachne still hasn't been exterminated yet but will be eventually. Yeah I still got plans for this world, that's for dang sure. Anyway my beloved readers, hope you enjoy this chapter. Thank you for your continued viewing and support. I'll see you next time, love you, God bless. Happy Sunday.