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Chapter 6: Euphoric Memories, A Nuns Ruination, and a Kings Intrigue
*Unknown Location*
"NYA! AHH! OOH! NYA!" Inside a worn down and abandoned house, loud and lewd cries echoed. The deep and pleasure-filled sounds of a woman screaming in intense orgasmic bliss were so loud that if it were not for the isolated location of the desolate house they would have been heard by everyone within a mile range.
Collapsed on the ground was a beautiful woman with long black hair and hazel gold eyes that have slit pupils, atop her head rested a pair of black cat ears, and at her waist hung a set of two black cat tails. The beautiful woman wore a revealing black kimono, a yellow obi, and a set of golden beads. Currently, she lay near limp on the ground, her eyes wide open and her tongue hanging out of her gaping mouth as she panted and moaned, the nekoshou yokai twitched occasionally as a series of orgasms ripped through her body. With her form flopped onto the floor haphazardly her kimono slipped open to reveal her pantiless soaked sex as a small puddle formed beneath her.
"What the hell Kuroka!" In shock, slight arousal, and slight disgust, a light silver-haired man backed away from the panting yokai that suddenly collapsed onto the ground. The handsome man wore a dark green V-neck shirt with a high-collared black leather jacket over it, his legs covered by burgundy jeans with a silver chain drooping down over them and black leather chaps with three bands encircling his right calf. The normally composed yet cocky man held an uncharacteristic look on his face as he gaped and staggered away from the black-haired woman.
"Vali… Huuuh Huh… it's chakra… a lot of chakra. It's overwhelming…" Holding himself up by leaning against the nearby wall a young man with short light-brown colored hair, brown eyes, and an athletic build, dressed in ancient Chinese armor breathed heavily as he felt the same overwhelming surge of energy that Kuroka felt.
"Those energy surges and massive beams of light are made of chakra? What could be causing such a surge? No known yokai is that strong." Blinking as he watched both of his companions breathing heavily, the silver-haired man wondered what exactly was happening, the ever-present impulse to fight strong opponents tempting him to seek out the source of these powers.
From her place on the ground, the black-haired nekoshou rubbed her thighs together as she closed her eyes in bliss. As Kuroka's body was wracked with pleasure a long-forgotten memory suddenly flashed before her eyes, of a better time, a happier time. Her mother…
Bouncing up and down on her rough bed a small young girl felt her abundant childish energy fighting against her mother's desire for her to sleep. "Mommy! Mommy! I'm not tired! Read me a story! Please! Hurry! Hurry!"
"Alright, my little kitten settle down. Oof… You know it's difficult for momma to get around quickly with your baby sister in her belly. Now lay down sweetie and I'll read to you…" The girl's mother walked over to the bedside slowly, her ears and tails drooped lightly as she struggled to walk with her heavily distended pregnant belly. Grabbing a worn and clearly second-hand book off of the small shelf that rested next to the rickety child-sized bed the tired woman looked at the title before a small smile formed on her lips. "Oh, this is a good one. Lay down Kuroka and I will read you a story about some Yokai legends."
"Nyahaha yay tell me! Tell me the story!" Continuing to jump up and down on the slightly creaking bed the young black-haired girl finally settled down when her mother sat on the edge of the bed patiently, giving her a look that told her that the elder woman wouldn't begin reading until she settled down.
"Alright now that you've settled down. Let me tell you the story of The Almighty Sage and The Nine Sacred Yokai Kings." Opening up the old book Fujimai let a calm smile form on her face as she enjoyed the peaceful presence and time that she got to spend with her daughter.
"A long time ago, before the stars cast their light down upon the earth there existed a powerful Sage, gifted with powers greater than any other being in existence. Gathered together on the barren and desolate surface of the earth he called upon his companions, The Nine Yokai Primordials. They combined their powers to create the very universe, hoping that life would flourish on Earth and across the great expanse of empty space. There was the one-tailed tanuki, Shukaku who spread his power, sand, across the sky, building the foundation of the stars. Then Matatabi, the two-tailed hellcat, who unleashed her majestic flames upon the sand particles, igniting them into a bright glow of light."
"WOOOW NYA! A two-tailed cat! Just like us momma!" The small cat girl's eyes grew large as her mother mentioned a two-tailed cat, her excitement nearly causing her to vibrate on her bed. "Mabi made the stars! Nya! Can I grow up to be as powerful as Mabi"
"Hehehe Matatabi my little kitten." Reaching over the pregnant mother tapped the excited girl's nose, getting it to twitch lightly. "Yes, my precious daughter, someday you could be as powerful as Matatabi-Sama." Smirking mischievously for a moment the mother used the little girl's excitement to her advantage, hoping that her sweet young daughter would funnel that energy into her future growth. "You'll have to eat your vegetables and be a good girl though."
"Ew, vegetables yucky! Blech." Sticking her tongue out, Kuroka narrowed her eyes in disgust. "Mommy I promise I'll be a good girl but… Do I really have to eat vegetables nya…"
"Hehe yes, my kitten. You want to be strong like Matatabi-sama don't you? Even someone as powerful as Matatabi-sama ate vegetables." Truthfully the mother cat had no idea if the yokai of legend ate vegetables or not, yet if she could use the ancient story to convince her daughter to eat the vegetables that the young girl hated so much she would embellish the story a bit. "Hmmn, let's see where was I… Oh yes, here we go. Then there was the three tails, Isobu, a combination yokai mix of a turtle, crab, and shrimp. Using his power he flooded the barren earth with water creating the oceans, lakes, rivers, and rain. Son Goku the fierce four-tailed monkey used his immense strength to rip chunks of the earth from the ground, placing them down above the water as the continents and flinging them into the sky where they formed the very moon."
"Woah Goku-sama could lift the moon! So strong!" Clutching her blanket tightly in her excited hands the small girl smiled widely as she listened to her mother's story.
"Kokuo, the five-tailed dolphin horse used their power to boil the water on the earth creating the sky and clouds above us. The six-tailed slug, Saiken, spewed its sticky saliva into the stars to hold the universe together, binding the stars and the earth together in an eternal dance amongst the expanse of space."
"Nya ew! Sticky slime is so nasty!" The small girl made a face of disgust, the small girl having an aversion to dirt, slime, and all things she deemed gross.
"It may be gross to you Kuroka-chan but it would be bad if the stars flew around in space crashing into each other or flying far away wouldn't it sweetie? Saiken-sama used their power to protect all of us and give us a beautiful world." The small girl's young age had, for the moment, protected her from realizing the harsh realities of the world and Fujimai would try to shield her daughter from the world's cruel reality and ensure that her daughter would grow to be accepting and kind, unlike so many other beings.
The world was a dark place for those that were different, such as Saiken-sama, or even the Yokai as a whole. Kuroka's childhood certainly wouldn't be considered a life of luxury due to the family's strained finances, and the girl's father… Yet she had been protected from the worst side of both the supernatural and human worlds. The pregnant mother knew firsthand the prejudice, racism, and hate that was abundant across all species. Kuroka was very fond of her yokai features yet those very same body parts could and would be seen as monstrous or freakish by others. Fujimai could only hope that her sweet kitten and the baby she now carried would grow up to be free from the judgment of others and judgment towards others.
"Chomei, the seven-tailed rhinoceros beetle, used its wings to create a surge of wind, rotating the earth and the stars in their place, and creating the cool and gentle breeze that flutters through the air and moves the clouds. Chomei also spread its scaly powder to the stars giving them their sparkling and luminescent shine. Gyuki the eight-tailed ushi-oni spread his ink across space, dimming the stars, and the expanse of space so it wasn't blinding and created the night. Using his power, the prideful and prodigious nine-tailed fox, Kurama, snatched the closest star between his palms and placed it in what he deemed the best location. Showcasing his mighty power he forced the small star to grow till it dwarfed the earth. The now magnificent star provided warmth and light to the earth as its sun, a shining beacon of hope and potential." Stroking the little girl's ears Fujimai continued to read in a calming voice.
"Finally the great Sage looked upon the universe, pleased by what he saw he used his powers of life and creation itself to fill in the gaps. His almighty power spread across space breathing life into the world and all around it, guided by his dream of a planet full of life of all kinds. Seeing his energy flow across both space and time the Sage smiled as he envisioned the future and all those that could experience the world that he and the Nine Kings created. As time went on the world that they created would flourish and life would grow to walk the face of the planet as they watch over all of their children with love. The end." Closing the book the elder cat woman set it aside before turning back towards her daughter who still seemed too excited to sleep. The book author really should have realized that despite having dumbed down and taken some creative liberty with the legends to make it more suitable for children it really shouldn't have been labeled as a bedtime story.
"But what happened to the Sage and the Nine Beasts momma?" The young girl snuggled into her bed with a questioning look on her face.
"They are sleeping sweetie. Even though they are all powerful they need to sleep too just like you. But the legends say that one day they will come back and usher in a new world and lead us yokai." Gently stroking her daughter's hair the soon-to-be expecting mother smiled gently towards her inquisitive kitten.
She remembered asking her own parents the same exact question when they read her the story of the Sage and the Nine Yokai Kings. Fujimai had been a deep believer in the ancient story during her childhood and it had helped her get through all the struggles of her life. She hated to admit that she was struggling to keep that faith now in her adult years, the pain, loss, and hard times that she faced over the years slowly chipping away at her hope. However, as a mother she wished for Kuroka and the yet-to-be-born Shirone to hold onto their hope and live a good life.
"Really! When will they come back? I want to meet the Sage and Matatabi baa-chan Nya!" Underneath the covers, the girl's tails could be seen swaying excitedly.
"Hehehe. I'm sure the Almighty Sage and Matatabi-Sama would love to meet you and your baby sis Shirone, my little kitten. However, they will be upset with you if you don't get your rest." Giving Kuroka a few more gentle strokes on her ears the older nekoshou looked at the girl gently, smiling as she saw the energy finally beginning to fade from the girl's eyes.
"Awww, Nya. I guess if even they need rest I can go to sleep…" The late hour of the night as well as her excitement finally catching up to the young girl as she rubbed her eyes tiredly as she yawned. "I am a little sleepy…"
Giving the young girl a kiss on the forehead, Fujimai slowly stood up from the bedside and walked towards the bedroom door, putting her hand on the light switch. "Goodnight my kitten, I love you. Never forget my sweet, they are watching over you." As she flicked the lights off and closed the door she whispered under her breath. "It may be too late for me to believe that I have a chance of meeting them but I hope you and your sister get the chance to. You deserve so much more than I can give you, perhaps if… no, when they return they can grant you the happiness and splendor you deserve my sweet baby girl."
Blinking as the memory flooded her mind Kuroka felt a single tear run down her face and a realization formed. Shakily trying to rise from her position on the floor Kuroka slowly wobbled into a half-standing half leaning position, supporting herself on the wall. She moaned deeply as her kimono brushed against her extremely sensitive privates, a brief spurt of fluid trickling down her quivering legs as she reached yet another orgasm from the simple touch of her clothes' fine fabric.
"Seriously Kuroka… Get a hold of yourself, you are flooding the place." Grunting out his words Vali crossed his arms as he backed away from the now quite large puddle that was soaking into the wood flooring. Despite how erotic and sexual the noises coming from the girl's mouth were, seeing the usually flirtatious yet strong woman spasming and near incoherent was disturbing and actually quite pathetic. The silver-haired teen knew that Kuroka was lazy, gluttonous, and acted quite slutty, yet the fact that some pulses of chakra, no matter how powerful, were able to reduce her to a blubbering mess destroyed the strong yet playful image he had of the nekoshou.
Breathing heavily with her body still quivering and her face flushed, the nekoshou seemed to struggle to summon a magic circle, as it flickered and blinked. "Kyoto… huah… I need to go… to Kyoto."
"Wait… what? Kyoto!? Why would you go there? Are you forgetting that you are banned from even entering the city? In your current… condition you are going to get captured. Now is not the time for foolishness" Blinking the longinus wielder felt his frustration build. These strange energy pulses would no doubt throw the supernatural world into an uproar, he had no patience to deal with her strange impulsivities and nonsense right now.
"Nya… It almost… sounds like you care Vali." Sweat built up on the black-haired girl's forehead as the pleasure and the focus she was attempting to pour into her magic made it difficult to think. "The… The Sage… the Sage is coming. I have to go… meet the Sage… auhh."
Yet another orgasm ripped through the beautiful woman's body, the pulse of pleasure giving her just the jolt she needed to form her teleportation circle. Letting herself be pulled into the magic transportation the panting girl was so focused on her own immediate desires she ignored her companion's shouts as her body vanished from the small lodging that they had been inhabiting.
Moving forward the silver-haired teen reached out to stop her, only to see her vanish through the rough yet obviously functional magic circle. "Kuroka! Damnit what is she thinking… and who the hell is the sage? Bikou? Do you know what that idiot is talking about?"
"I… don't know… well I mean there's an old Yokai legend about some ancient sage and his nine companions or something like that… I'm not sure, the stories always bored me to death when I was younger and they were absurd too. Nothing more than propaganda to make the Yokai faction seem stronger than they are and unite them, typical government nationalism shit. She's always had… strong senses and if you ask me has always been a bit crazy. Do you think she's finally gone off the deep end? What do you want to do, Vali?" Struggling to compose himself as he reeled from the chakra pulses, the monkey yokai focused himself before looking at his leader.
"She may be annoying and a pain to deal with but she is going to get herself captured or killed. It wants her for It's plan. We better go and bring her back." Sighing, the silver-haired teen ran his hand through his hair, mentally bemoaning having to deal with Kuroka's antics. Useful she may be, but she would be much easier to deal with if she had a better and more professional attitude.
"No."
Unseen by the two remaining men, a small and petite figure stood behind them on the other side of the room, far away from the puddle that the nekoshou yokai left on the floor.
"Ophis-sama!/Ophis." With a start, the two teens turned to face the short, dark black-haired, and gothic-themed figure that stood, previously unnoticed, in the room behind them.
"Let the horny cat do what she wants, things have changed. She is now unnecessary, too weak to have any use in my plans to remove baka red from my home." It was subtle but Ophis appeared different than their usual expressionless doll-like self. Their mouth was ever so slightly curved into a confused and frustrated frown, looking out of place compared to the short figure's usual visage.
"But Ophis-sama…"
A sharp look from the gothic loli's normally apathetic eyes silenced Bikou's retort. "No, forget about her. Lucifer boy you will go back to the fallen angel pervert, the light show will have him worried and your absence will be suspicious. Monkey, you will go to Kyoto."
"Huh? I thought you didn't want us going after Kuroka." Scratching his head lightly the monkey yokai grew confused, like usual, by the short and simple manner of speech that Ophis employed. The black-haired being's blunt and monotone orders were occasionally completely nonsensical with how little they spoke and explained.
"Go to Kyoto and see what is going on. Something is happening, you will find out what it is and bring whoever or whatever is causing it to me. Baka Red has disturbed my home for too long now." Before giving either of the two men a chance to respond the lolita styled being vanished.
Clenching his fist in annoyance Vali looked at his remaining companion before nodding his head and vanishing into a teleportation circle.
Slouching his shoulders the monkey yokai started to form his own magic circle. "Ophis may be strong but I'm starting to think joining this organization was a mistake."
*Shetland Islands, Antarctica - Deception Island Volcano*
Nestled within the heart of Deception Island, a seemingly ordinary yet dangerous volcanic caldera sat cloaked in the rocky and icy embrace of the Antarctic wilderness. The sunken volcano had provided an excellent anchorage port area for mortal countries such as the United Kingdom and Argentina over the years despite its occasional earthquakes and volcanic eruptions. Fishing boats and research teams went about their day-to-day business, casting their nets and setting up their scientific instruments. The volcano had sat dormant for many years and was not expected to become active again for decades. With a deep rumble and the blaring of sensory alarms, the peace of the island was broken as each and every person on the horseshoe-shaped island froze, their breath held tightly hoping that what they could imagine happening wasn't coming true.
As if time itself stood still the island was covered with a silence only broken by the ring of sirens before doom was unleashed. With a concussive blast the water that had filled the submerged basin of the island's volcanic mouth launched into the air. Steam, smoke, ash, rocky earth, and volcanic lava quickly followed as the Deception Volcano burst.
The explosive release ripped boats into shrapnel, vaporized the flammable materials within its reach, and sent a burning shockwave out from its core. As the pressurized wave of scalding water, steam, and volcanic materials launched through the air, it quickly overtook the now terrified and fleeing humans. Unmercifully, the devastation cut through the landscape, and only those on boats far off the coast of the island survived its destructive power. Bursts of lava, flame, and smoke billowed from the volcano's mouth high into the air above as the sea-faring survivors braced themselves and looked on in horror.
Deep under the earth amongst the flowing and angry magma chambers, a crimson red seal spun rapidly, the kanji for one, two, and three illuminated in their respective colors. The large central chamber shook as the temperature and pressure increased rapidly. Standing proud at the rear of the large room a statue depicting a magnificent four-tailed monkey appearing to be made of cooled magma hissed and cracked, its rocky surface glowing and sizzling. As the volcano erupted above the statue began to droop and change shape as viscous lava began to seep through the cracks in its surface.
"Hohoahah! I the handsome monkey king, son of the Sage of Six Paths, Son Goku have awakened! Hoohoohoooo!"
With a mighty howling laugh, the statue collapsed as lava burst through the chamber ceiling, launching fire and a crimson-red beam of energy into the sky above.
*Rome, Italy*
"Thank you! Oh, thank you, Sister! May God bless you for your kind heart!" Standing on the corner of a rarely traveled alleyway a rather disheveled and ragged woman bowed her head as tears fell down her face, clutched in her dirty hands was a decently large bundle of money.
"No thanks are necessary ma'am. God's word teaches us to be kind and giving to others, I simply saw that you were in need and knew I must do something. Hopefully, that can help you get back on your feet, remember the Church is always open to those who need assistance." Standing out compared to the rather run-down area around her, a young woman wearing the clothing of a Church nun smiled as she reached out and hugged the trembling homeless woman in front of her.
The young nun had gotten permission from her Church leaders to visit the city. Unlike many other young people who would take the time off to go to a restaurant, go out to watch a movie, or do something else considered 'fun' the sister of the Church chose to go to the more run-down section of the city. Having grown up a deep believer in God's word and having been blessed with a prosperous and happy life she felt inside her heart that she should help those who were not as fortunate as her. As often as she could she would head out into the city and spend time with the children, help people with things they need, and give them food and money. Because of this, she had developed quite a reputation amongst the locals for her kindness and generosity.
"But it's too much Sister! I can't possibly accept this much money from you!" Backing a step away the impoverished woman shook her head as she tried to hand some of the money back to her benefactor, the bundle of cash seeming much too heavy a gift to accept.
"Of course you can! Hehe. It is a blessing unto you from the Heavenly Father. But if you truly think it is too much you can share it with others, ok." Smiling even brighter, the nun gently reached out and closed the older woman's hands around the pile of money before reassuring her that it was okay for her to accept it.
"I will! Your kindness is…" The woman's words were cut off as her body froze in place. After a moment she coughed spewing blood from her lips before her body slumped to the ground.
"AAHHHHH!" Screaming in terror the chestnut-haired girl took a few stumbling steps backwards as she took in the sight before her. Looking at the woman's body she nearly hurled as she saw a large hole blown through the woman's torso, blood pooling under her now clearly dead body. A sudden glimmer of black made her freeze in place on trembling legs before slowly turning her head to look over her right shoulder.
"Why hello Irena. Oh did I scare you? Did it make you upset or perhaps fearful that I've done such a horrible thing? Are you terrified?"
Irena began to shake as her eyes widened. Standing only a few feet away from her was a black-haired man, with his eyes closed tightly and his lips drawn into a condescending and creepy smile. Turning to face him she grew even more terrified when she saw the pitch-black bat wings that hung from his back. "Wha… what have you done? You are a… devil… But…"
Flexing his wings outwards and holding his arms out to his sides as if he was putting on a performance and making his grand entrance, the man began to walk towards her, his smirk growing as he saw the young woman's fear. "Yes, I'm a big scary devil, a devil that just killed this poor pathetic soul. A devil that has been watching you Irena, you do remember me don't you, we have after all met before. Ah, but I do suppose the wings may make a difference."
"Ah w… wait! Stay back!" As she spoke the nun began to shakily back away from the approaching man. Before she could get even a few steps away however the devil disappeared from her vision. "Oh, Heavenly… Father, I pray for protection from this dev… AHH!" Her retreat and prayers for help were cut off when she felt her arms grabbed from behind her, and a body pressed up against her back. As tears of fear and desperation began to well up in her eyes she started to deeply regret turning down the option to receive exorcist training like her younger sister did, perhaps if she had joined the exorcist core or even just practiced basic combat techniques she could stand a chance to fight back in a situation like this.
"Hahah. Do you really think that anyone can help you now? Like I said I've been watching you, I know almost everything about you. I know your day-to-day schedule, I know about the young orphan brats you visit, I know that you frequent this shit hole section of the city to give to the poor, I know about everything… I have to say it's quite racy for a nun to own a pair of black lace panties, ah, your body… Your scent… magnificent!"
Irena cringed and tried to struggle her way free as the stronger devil ground his hips against her behind and lowered his head to sniff her hair."What… Stop! H… how do you know about all of this? Why are you following me, devil…"
"I just told you why I am following you. Those bouncy tits, that juicy butt, your silky Chestnut hair, your good little Christian innocence. Such an excellent package just waiting for me to tear into it, how could I not follow such a beauty." Laughing mockingly the black-haired devil forced her arms up to fondle her breasts. "I can't wait to break you! Hahaha''
Tears were fully streaming down her face now as the devil continued to taunt and grind himself against her. "Why… why are you doing this? What do you want from me!"
"Why? I'm a devil. Do I really need a reason? As for why you in particular… well besides what I've already said I just love breaking you church girls and making you my little cum sluts. It is so satisfying watching the joy and kindness drain from your eyes as you forcefully fall into sin, knowing that you can never call yourself one of his pathetic loyal servants ever again, you will be MY servant. Hahaha."
As the devil taunted her he continued to force her own hands to squeeze and grope her large breasts, against her own desires she felt her nipples hardening due to the contact. In her head the young nun continued to pray for help, her faith keeping her from feeling total terror. "They will come for me! God will protect me from your evil Devil!"
Abruptly the devil stopped moving and pulled her arms back down to her sides, his tone of voice taking on a more twisted tone as if he was greatly anticipating what was about to happen next."Oh? I don't think anyone will come for you, after all, why would they come to rescue a traitor."
Irena felt a sense of dread hearing the word traitor come from the devil's mouth. The Church was generally a forgiving and accepting place, however, betrayal or denial of faith among the nuns and other members who worked under the Biblical faction were a couple of the things that they could not ignore. She had witnessed a few nuns and fathers get excommunicated and for someone of such strong faith as herself, it was her greatest fear. She was a good person, a good member of the Church, a spark of defiance burrowed its way into her body as the devil tempted her faith.
"What… what are you talking about? Ugh, get your hands off me!" Having her faith questioned brought about a brief bit of resilience as Irena renewed her struggles to free herself from the man's grasp.
"Getting a little feisty aren't you, I like that, it makes it so much more satisfying when you eventually beg for my mercy. You don't remember, do you? When I first met you, you thought I was just another good little human wanting to know more about the church, you bought me coffee and told me all about your faith, your family, your parents both respected members of the biblical faction, your younger sister an exorcist adept with holy swords, your church branch, and most importantly the important job that you were recently tasked with."
Her struggling ground to a halt as memories flashed before her eyes. She realized that he did in fact look familiar but at that time he was kind and gentle not like this creep. Horror and fear filled her mind and face as she came to realize just what he was saying.
"Yes, that's the look I like to see! Now you realize it, don't you? You spilled all the little secrets such as how your little church branch was receiving a 'special holy item' and how you were put in charge of coordinating the transfer. Hahaha, you humans are so easy to fool and you told me all I needed to know. I'm sure any moment now your superiors will realize that their precious artifact, 'The Light Arbiter Blade' is not where it is supposed to be and that you are the most likely culprit in its disappearance, they might put a target on your head but they certainly won't try and rescue you. No, you are a traitor, a heretic, you are mine now." The devil tilted his head down so he was speaking right next to her ear before he moved further down and licked the side of her neck in a slow and long stroke.
"No… no that can't be true… Churches are blessed with holy light from God himself! You wouldn't have been able to make it past Church security! I won't listen to your lies, devil!" Irena held on desperately to her hope, believing surely that the devil was lying in order to manipulate her.
"That is true in a sense, they are a weakness for devils, but I never said that I was the one who took the sword. You are somewhat right, getting past church security while weakened and undoubtedly alerting some of those pathetic angels to my presence would be difficult, and touching a sword that radiates pure light energy would certainly be bad for my health. But for let's say a fallen angel… it would be less challenging to steal, especially since you were so kind as to tell me all about the security measures that were put in place to protect it. The crows were quite eager to get a hold of such a rare and valued weapon, you made me quite the rich… well richer man hahaha." Almost as if he had timed things perfectly as soon as he began to laugh the sound of echoing bells suddenly rang through the streets.
An alarm, the signal for all Church personnel to rally themselves and return to the Church. Irena knew the devil's words to be true as she heard the chimes ring, her hope plummeting and despair beginning to set in. Her eyes burned with tears knowing that this evil man was right, her superiors would turn towards her as the most likely culprit and she would have no sufficient argument to defend herself. Having the Holy Sword stolen while under her supervision was bad enough, but the knowledge that it was her blunder, her loose lips, that gave the devil and fallen angels all of the information that they needed to snatch up the sword so easily was damning.
The Church would, at the very least, excommunicate her, and her family… what would they think about her… Her mind spiraled with doubts and worries, the sound of the devil's laughter and the bells dimming. "Oh, Heavenly Father… did I do something wrong? Did I fail you so deeply somehow that I am to be punished and cut off from you in such a way? Please, Lord, forgive me! Show me what I should do to repent! Answer me, please…" Silence… all the nun heard was silence, as her world shattered around her, she prayed for guidance, and she was given no response.
The stress, the fear, her deflated hope, and the absolutely devastating silence she received from her Lord triggered something inside of her, an idea, a desperate gamble that she felt she needed to undertake. She could not die here or be captured by this twisted devil, she needed to get away, she needed to redeem herself. As the thoughts and panic circulated through her head she glossed over the 'how', only thinking about what she needed to do to overcome this trial. Call it impulsive or perhaps even crazy but Irena fully committed herself in that moment to the idea of redemption, believing that she must find and return the Holy Sword, that this was a test given to her by God.
Deep in her own thoughts, Irena stood still despite the devil's continued brushes against her backside. "So you finally give in huh? I figured it would have taken a little bit more than this to break you, however, perhaps you've already accepted that your life is mine now, that I can do whatever I want to y…" Taking this as his victory the black-haired devil relaxed his grip on her arms a bit, letting his ego and common devil superiority complex assure him that everything was going to his plan. What he didn't expect however was for the buxom nun to take advantage of his lax guard to swing her leg backward, her foot moving with as much speed and power as she could muster to strike him in the balls. "Ahh fuck! You Bitch!"
Despite the supernatural strength that the devil possessed, the swift strike that the nun delivered to his privates forced him to release her, before collapsing to the ground in pain. Irena turned to give him one more kick before she took off, running out of the alley and leaving the groaning man behind, not even looking back the fearful yet determined nun ran as fast as she could, her mind still in a troubled and distraught state. The chestnut-haired girl had no idea what to do… where to go… or how she was going to redeem herself, but she would, she had to no matter what. The Church bells continued to chime behind her as she ran, a smile that teetered on the broken fell onto her face, she had escaped and she would return redeemed and worthy once again.
*United States of America - Yellowstone National Park*
The plentiful geysers and springs of the Yellowstone National Park were a constant draw for tourists and sightseers. As the geysers spewed steam and water into the air the park would be layered in the sounds of awe and excitement. The area's many geothermal spouts, such as Old Faithful were believed to be the result of pressure and heat created by the slumbering super volcano that sat beneath the land however unknown to humans scientists, and tourists alike another form of destructive power was what truly fueled the boiling jets. Suddenly a low rumble brought the hustle and bustle of the park visitors to a halt.
Underneath the wide ranges of the geysers of Yellowstone National Park a secret chamber sat nestled in between the earth above and the semi-dormant volcanic forces below. The environment of the cave was scorching hot and filled with copious amounts of steam, the underground water sources and heat of the magma below creating a thick layer of boiled vapor that coalesced in the chamber like a dense fog. Subterranean geysers flared, spewing their superheated gasses at such velocity and power that it would make the park's famed water spouts seem tiny in comparison.
Spinning along the damp floor of the cave a glowing seal illuminated the space in a hazy glow as the kanji one through four flashed in their respective colors. As it rotated the seal seemed to cause the chamber temperature to rise as steam built up and the pressure increased, causing the earthen walls to creak and groan as the growing miasma of vaporized water filled the cave.
A statue that sat at the back of the chamber, depicting a large creature that appeared to be a combination of a horse and a dolphin, began to hiss and crackle as any liquid that remained around it quickly reached its boiling point. Despite appearing to be made out of some form of stone the white-tinted surface of the statue began to vibrate and bubble as if it too was boiling away, parts of the statue disintegrating and forming a murky steam to add to the already significant cloud that filled the chamber.
"Hmmm… so it is time then. It will be good to see you once again brothers and sisters. Let us reunite, I am certain there will be much for us to see and do now that our awakening has come to pass."
As the seals glowed and the chamber pressure increased so too did the rate at which the statue seemed to disappear, until the room reached its breaking point. Unable to withstand the high-pressure buildup anymore the walls of the chamber cracked and burst, shaking the ground and allowing the steam to quickly travel to its release. Accompanied by a beam of light-blue energy the boiling steam rushed through the earth before breaching the surface, its pressurized and high-temperature mix of gas, vapor, and liquid spewing violently from the many geyser holes into the air.
*Yellowstone Forests*
Laying in a clearing amongst the dense conifer trees of the Yellowstone wilderness far from the normal paths of mortal tourists was a large and majestic pale blue western dragon, deep in slumber. The dragon's eyelid twitched lightly as a rumble shook the earth that it lay upon. The trees creaked lightly as a large group of birds flew overhead, scattering out into the outer wilds of the forest.
The dragon's large reptilian eye slid open revealing a deep blue orb with a slit pupil, a brief huff of smoke exhaled from the dragon's snout as it began to shift, waking from its slumber. The earth's rumbles and a pulse of energy awakening the majestic creature from its sleep.
With elegant yet threatening grace the dragon lifted its body from the ground, its full body tall enough to stand above the forest trees. Tilting their head up and toward the direction that the pulse came from the dragon narrowed its eyes, using its superior vision to focus on the more populated section of Yellowstone where it was able to see a large number of humans running and screaming as the famous geothermal geysers burst and spewed boiling water and vapors. It was clear to the dragon that the humans could not see the beam of energy that split the sky above them, instead all of their focus was on running and surviving, the weak mortals not looking back even as many of their fellow homo-sapiens fell to the burning geysers eruption.
Despite the ray of light blue energy now losing most of its initial burst of power the dragon could still sense the immense strength that it exuded and was able to sense the residual flow of power moving across the world at a fast speed. A gleam appeared in the dragon's eyes as its mouth moved to reveal its sharp teeth, a deep yet feminine voice rumbled from the dragon's throat as she stretched her wings. "How interesting. It's about time something exciting happened, I was growing quite bored. Let's see what you are and where you are going, perhaps you will offer me a challenge! What say you!"
Trees broke and crashed to the ground as the massive dragon flapped her mighty wings, releasing a deafening roar into the sky as she flew off into the air, following the trail of energy that she could sense moving rapidly toward the human nation of Japan.
Notes:
Two new additions to Naruto's Harem have been revealed!
Kuroka Toujou the Nekoshou Yokai and the rogue devil. A member of the Vali Team and the Khaos Brigade.
Tiamat the Chaos Karma Dragon and the only female member of the Five Great Dragon Kings.
The story that Fujimai reads to young Kuroka is a children's book that the Yokai Faction created. Since they know so little about the Temples and the Statues inside of them they created a fictional story revolving around the 'Sage and The Nine Sacred Yokai Beasts' that eventually became a cultural belief of the Yokai faction. The claims made in the book caused some negative feelings between the Yokai faction and the Church/Heaven faction. The Church claimed that it was a book of 'blasphemous demonic worship', banning the book in any Church-controlled areas and eventually leading some Church leaders to view all of the Yokai as demons.
Son Goku Temple Location - Deception Island was not my first choice for the location of Son Goku's temple. It was originally planned to be inside the Mauna Kea Volcano in Hawaii. Given the horrible fires that the people of Hawaii have suffered recently, I decided to change the location as I felt it would be inappropriate. Prayers go out to the people of Hawaii.
Yes, the Bijju's awakening is destructive and deadly to many around their temple location. They are after all essentially massive forces of power and nature. However, more regarding this will be revealed in later chapters.
I tried to cut down on the length of the Bijju awakening scenes.
I am sure that most people can figure out which devil is kidnapping young church girls. In this story, Diodora is a bit older than canon. He is obsessed with corrupting and breaking Nuns and other women from the Church. He is currently working with the Khaos Brigade and other groups of rogue supernaturals for his own personal benefit.
The 'Light Arbiter Blade' is a Church relic that was the foundation for all of the standard light swords that the Church mass produces. More will be revealed in the coming chapters.
The most recent target of Diodora's obsession is Irena Shidou, an OC, Nun of the Church, and older sister of Irina Shidou. Unlike her younger sister who chose to become an exorcist, Irena is just a simple Nun, having not undergone any combat training. She does day-to-day Church tasks and was most recently put in charge of overseeing the transfer and safe storage of the 'Light Arbiter Blade' which has been entrusted to her Church branch. Irena is a kind woman who is deeply devoted to God. As the elder of the two Shidou siblings, Irena is even more physically endowed than Irina, with measurements of B96-W60-H90 cm (B38-W24-H35 in) and a height of 168 cm (5 ft 6 in). Irena's story will continue and she will return in chapters to come.
I have seen comments and realize myself as I am writing this story that it is currently quite slow and that it is taking a while for Naruto and any ensuing romance/sexy shenanigans to show up. I do realize that people are looking forward to more action of both types. I feel, personally, that since The Sage of a Bygone Era is meant to be a long-running story instead of a 'one or two shot lemon' or short-type of story it is more important to establish a background, world, and story rather than rush to the ending. Not everyone will agree with me on this but I do hope you at least stick through for the ride.
10/9/2023
