Location: Otherworld
Date: ????, ????, 1995
Time: ?????
"I don't understand why your feeling negative about this? Is there something you want to talk about?"
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"It's just that..I have some doubts about this invasion plan that Druella has planned out for the new world.."
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"Why would you say that? This is Druella! The Fourth Princess of the Mamono Realm! The one who put an end to The Order and was able to bring harmony between the Humans and the Mamonos!"
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"Am not doubting her leadership for this invasion Daniella..it's just..about the rumors I've heard about.."
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"Mmm? What rumors?"
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"You know..as the witches are switching rows for the grand invasion and for the first wave to invade..I've heard that..they felt something..off about that world, like it feels..dead."
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"Oh don't be ridiculous Jamey! They are just tired is all, whatever they say is probably just pure nonsense!
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"Well yes bu-"
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"It's been centuries sense this world has been freed by the clutches of the Chief God and every human out there have been turned into a Incubus or monsterized to one of us! And plus, last I heard from many of the Dark Knights is that this world is almost like ours, but get this! They don't have any capable means to produce magic in the slightest! They are entirely defenseless against us!
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"W-well Druella did check that world some centuries ago..we don't know if they could have become more advance tha-"
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"Advance?! Hah!~ The only way they could have possibly advance is with magic as it's a necessity! And even if they had advance they'll all fall attractive into our precious bodies!~"
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"That's..way overly optimistic of you Daniella, like sure, the invasion might not be most difficult that we can't handle..but that doesn't mean it'll be the easiest task in the world."
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"Ugh..if this is about you being un-"
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"No it's not the part where of the rumors, but because it's in general Daniella. Not everything is so simple in life"
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"Tsk~ What makes you say that?~ Is it because your nervous getting a husband?~
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"No because unlike you I at least don't think about a dick every hour like an idiot and has a carrot to suck on when lonely"
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"Wh-..Why you little?!-"
Location: National German State, Bremerhaven
Date: February, 24th, 1995
Time: 2:30 am
When Cece Sasha joined to be apart of the first wave of the invasion of this new world, where the invasion was blessed by the Fallen God and Hel themselves to conquer this world to free itself from its chains of the cycle violence and despair that humanity has fallen into. She had imagined it that this world would quite appear absolutely similar to hers.
The first wave to this new world was rather simple, it had two options, it was either gather any information of this new world and to study the people of any weakness of any kind so they could take advantage of that which was the most favorable approach. And the second? It was the most obvious and most favorite option amongst the mamonos but except her.
To soften up the lands of this world, which meant that they would get a taste of human males, future husbands essentially, the first and official of their kind to appear in part of the liberation of this world.
It was what Cece was looking forward to before she entered through the magical mirror that connected through the main portal. And what was explained to her was that she would be either transported to a populated city or a unpopulated village. But that was for regular Mamonos, ones with unique properties, for example Both options were great to her opinion as it would mean she would gather intelligence on where she was, and what to plan on for the second phase.
But once she landed upon on top of a concrete building what she was greeted by..a very dark night.
She was initially confused by this greeting to this new world as a Dhampir, while considered to be half human and half vampire, she still had enhanced vision that would help her during the night and it would eventually help gather information and an eventual husband but..it felt like her vision was retorted to nothing more than human vision as..it was dark to the likes she ever seen. It was like someone was tampering with her vision which shouldn't be possible as she couldn't sense any mana of any kind. Unless someone was also tampering with her senses as well.
She then looked up at the sky and from what her vision could see, the night sky was blocked out from dark grey clouds, which come to think of it, and seemed that any direction her eyes laid upon..the sky remained blocked no matter the distance.
But of course this confused Cece as she could vividly remember that Druella had told them all that this world was quite similar to their own, but with the sky being clouded that appeared to be pure darkness, said completely otherwise what the fourth princess have said to them all.
When her gaze returner down below, she viewed down onto the city itself, whom at first glance? It looked to be in horrible condition and the people? They all appeared in clothing to which was nothing more than strange attires to her, they all almost had similar clothing as some looked different from one another.
To which she then took account of how many people were active during at this time, if she was correct and judging by how dark it was despite the clouds covering the sky, it was in the middle of the night. Which didn't explain the number of people being out in the city, was it possible that they've lost track of what time it was? Or was it that they have vastly different sleeping hours, or maybe..because they didn't feel tired at all.
But before she could observe the humans down below from the building, a gush of wind flew into her and she shivered as she quickly went to warm herself, that gush of wind was just..unnormally cold for no reason as the atmosphere around her was fresh. But it also gave her an unnatural taste.
A disgusting metallic taste that almost made her want to puke it out but almost held it in, but she made a decision to go inside a building and get shelter before morning arrived as she couldn't handle standing up there as her clothes didn't keep her warm in this environment.
She then quietly as she could jumped from building to building until she stumbled upon a seemly old abandoned building and climbed through the window..which just felt too easy in her opinion and unsettling for some apparent reason as she vision went through the building. And the first site she saw? She saw the floor, the walls and the ceiling to be dirtied of decay, there were desks around the place with items she isn't familiar with, and while there were pieces of papers on the said desks. Cece then went to the desk and picked up one of the pieces of paper and began to read. Too which she couldn't understand a single thing.
She couldn't understand a single word as apparently this was written in a different tongue, which she made a mental note to make sure to get over this problem as soon as possible for the future, as this world or this section of the world, apparently spoke a completely different language than the one back home. She then laid the piece of paper down and looked towards the front of the wall where all the desks were pointed at and something caught her interest.
What caught her interest was five things, those four things included two small portraits that laid on the very top of the wall, there also laid some form of poster of some kind, then there was a three lined flag attached to the last last thing that laid proudly in the wall, it a map.
Cece moved quickly to see the map up close, and the first thing she quickly note of? This map looked in much better condition than most of the rest of the objects in the room, hell it could be described the map looked brand new along side with the two portraits.
And when she viewed the map, she took note that it looked vastly different than she would've ever imagined it, the map had a singular ocean in the left that would spread itself in the landmass that almost appeared to have multiple islands surrounding it, and two of them were massive as it was just a cling away from the rest of this mainland. She also took notice that in some areas of the map were seemly cut off when it reach the edge of the map, did it mean that this was merely a section of this world?
It also didn't go unnoticed that there were multiple light black lines across the map as there were a multitude of them. So the first thought to Cece was that this meant the amount of countries in this landmass? But another confusing thing she took note that some sections were completely blacked out, as one in the south west were instead of it being laid in some color. There was a big rectangle shaped line that went west downward that simply said "Bürgerkriegslinie" and it quite similar for the aforementioned two islands as there were multiple black spots who were either connected or separated who were simply called "Zusammengebrochene Autorität". And it also included the southern portion of some land that looked like a foot of sorts.
She simply pouted at this, it was quite already frustrating that she couldn't understand a single word in this map. Apart of the upper center of the map whose nation was in a dark greyed scheme along side with it being surrounded by other grey nations? The only word she could somewhat understand into her own language was that of "Vaterland" whom she assumed was..fatherland? What kind of name was that for a nation? Did it mean anything?
She felt like she was getting a headache the longer she looked at the map, as one look at what borders the "Militärkommissar Polens" as the nation in question had a blood red color under the name "Großer Sowjetstaat Eurasien" whom almost encompassed the entirety of the eastern landmass as it reaches up to "Sami-Stämme" and to the bottom to "Ungarischer Staat" and "Volksrepublik Jugoslawien".
Just the name "Großer Sowjetstaat Eurasien" felt wrong in some strange way, and seeing how it just was the entirety of the eastern section of the map and seeing how it got cut off, she then began to question something. 'How big was this Eurasien nation is..?'.
Deciding to save her head from getting an headache any further, she then simply looked to the side abit to see the poster and, while the style of the poster was odd, she didn't understand what it was trying to mean.
What the poster showed was a man that appeared to be this nations knight although weirdly dressed, it's entire atire didn't fit that of a knight and it wore some strange clothing that was grey with multiple gadgets of some kind, the man's face was completely covered by some armored face whos eyes were glowing bright right, who also had a strange helmet with what appeared to be two lighting bolts just slightly connected to one another, and it was holding some what appeared to be metal parts jointed together and pointing it towards…a red colored hammer and sickle..? Which appeared to be cracked?
And of course the poster had words on it, it just she couldn't understand it once more. "Verteidigt das Vaterland! Verteidige das Vaterland vor der korrupten Ideologie des utopischen Kommunismus!Verteidigt das Vaterland! , Zerstöre den Kommunismus, um Deutschland zu retten!"
She mentally shrugged as it was clear that someone probably made this as a gift of appreciation or sorts, and she made it to remind herself to berate this artist in the future for not even including the man's face, it was practically an insult to her.
The flag was next that caught her attention, it looked..both simplistic yet odd at the same time. The flag consisted of three horizontal stripes, black was on the top, white on the middle, and red at the bottom. It also included a symbol in the middle that almost represented a cross with four arms of equal length which was colored black.
Did she know what did either the colors and the symbol means? Not a chance, all she can assume from this flag is..nothing at all.
Moving her sight to the two small portraits, there were a clear distinction between the two men in the portrait, one appeared to be completely bald as there was only air to the sides of he's head. The other man wore a cap that had to what appeared to be a eagle and some unknown symbol in the cap. Both looked old, most likely in their 70s at best, they also wore also wore some form of stylish uniform, were these the monarchs? Why would there be two portraits? We're they sharing power in some weird form?
And while she would've fantasize about meeting and making one of them her husband, with obviously fixing some parts, one with their old age and one of them being bald. Their..expressions was what immediately turned her down, instead a smile, like she had expected as monarchs would want a positive image of themselves, these two..had a expression of completely neutral or even stoic, she could even hint some kind of hate coming from the one with the cap.
That's when she noticed that they also had names on the small portraits, she squinted her eyes and saw the bald man's name. 'Hans Speidel', she saw the one with the cap. 'Otto Ernst Remer'.
While she didn't know where they were, but she knows that in due time, Druella will find where Speidel and Remer are located, the two will tell everything they know, then soon their frowned looks will be replaced by-
Her inner thoughts were so then suddenly interrupted when she heard loud footsteps walking across the wooden floor, but she then quickly took note that it wasn't one pair of footsteps, it was two, and judging by the sound of the steps, they were coming up the stairs.
She instantly looked for some place to hide, it didn't help that there wasn't any option available as it just a bunch of desks, there wasn't even a cabinet. But hearing the footsteps now being in the floor and almost seemly approaching this room, she immediately dashed towards under the desk that was one of the ones that had the bottom completely cover.
The footsteps now had reached the room with their boots still being heavy each time it took a step on the floor. One of the footsteps stopped while the other kept going as it stopped near one of the desks but not quite near her's. She then heard them speak in a foreign language quite similar to what she had seen so far.
"Ich verstehe nicht, warum du paranoid bist, Gebundenemann" She heard someone with a gruff and covered voice first spoke. Did he had something covering he's mouth, was it a bandana? And judging from where it was spoken, he was probably near the door.
There was an audible sigh coming from inside "Ich bin nicht paranoid" He said while still going through some pieces of paper. "Ich mache mir einfach Sorgen über die aktuelle Situation zwischen unseren beiden Generälen. Sigismund" Which like he simply stated something.
"Bist du immer noch dabei? Um Himmels willen Gebundenemann, das könnte entweder kommunistische oder mcarthuristische Propaganda sein." The muffled man simply exclaimed.
"Makarthuristische Propaganda? Wirklich?" The man simply said and judging by the tone of the voice, it sounded like he was in disbelief.
"Was? Sie können nicht ganz glauben, dass ihre Absicht darin besteht, freundschaftliche Beziehungen zu uns zu pflegen, oder?" He said in a questioning tone.
"Nun, ich kann mit Sicherheit sagen, dass ich lieber mit einem Soldaten aus Nordamerika fotografieren würde als mit einem von den Sturmtruppen" Which sounded in a matter of fact.
There was light scoff coming from the muffled man. "Das ist unglaublich, aber so oder so, wonach suchen Sie?"
"Äh, es ist nur ein Foto, das ich suche." The man near her simply said.
There was once more a sigh coming from the muffled man as the footsteps from him then began as he walked away as the shuffling kept on going.
Cece now deciding to take a peak at the now sole occupant in the room, she slowly moved her head towards the direction of where the paper were shuffling. And she took her time to look around as she strangely couldn't sense him yet, but then her eyes then laid them directly at the man, making her take a good look on who it was.
The man in question appeared to be in he's late 20s or early 30s if he's was face was to tell as it also included a rough mustache, He wore some form of cap that embedded some kind of mark on front it, kinda like the one of the portrait of Remer but with a different cap. Cece also saw that he's uniform was tainted in a light grey color who had many pockets and she also saw that he had something attached to he's belt, as she expected it to be a sword, it was instead some holster that carried a lump of metal?
But redirecting her attention towards the man's face once more, her mind began to fantasize about him, her heart began to heat up at the thought of him becoming her husband, the way he's face was..it was just perfect, it was wonderfully perfect for Cece, and the eyes-..
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…He's eyes..
They looked completely blank, lifeless even.
Her mind went back into reality within an instant as she steady reexamined the man, as he's eyes looked completely dead from the inside, she couldn't sense him at all. This bewildered her as that was impossible, she was looking straight at him, she should be able to sense he's mana-…
She couldn't sense it either, she couldn't sense the man's Mana which meant..he was completely manaless. This couldn't be, while she has heard previously before her venture into this world that the humans here didn't have discovered magic or might be able to cast magic but..she didn't think that they'd be completely manaless!
Another question then fueled her already confused state, how was he walking around and moving without any mana? Because as far as her studies has been was that Incubus and Mamonos required Mana to live, because without they would die. And yet, this juman was a prime example of a manaless being that was still alive. Was it possible that humans at one point were completely manaless?
She then realized the shuffling of the papers has stopped and the man had a grim expression on he's face as he looked into..what appeared to be a piece of paper? Of course she didn't understand the importance of it but whatever it was, it was clearly sentimental as he then carefully folded it and placed it on its front pocket.
He then simply sighed before rubbing he's face with he's right hand before eventually turning around and seemly heading towards the doorway to make he's exit.
As the man got out of her sight, she couldn't help but also feel a sense of sadness coming from the man, and judging by the face alone, he must have been through a lot to have an expression like that. And now, she couldn't explain it, she needed to fix that properly.
Without a hint of hesitation, she leaped out from the bottom of the desk and immediately rushed towards the unprepared man whom when he heard the rushing footsteps he then placed he's hand on the piece of metal on he's holster and attempted to turn around but he was too late.
"Wa-" He attempted to say before Cece did her act, she immediately grabbed a hold onto him by pulling him toward her and then she revealed her fangs to which they sank immediately into the throat of her will be soon husband.
As her fangs made contact into the man's neck and deepened into the skin, Cece would've have imagined it as a delightful experience, one where it would mark the beginning of their relationship and eventual love.
But instead of that outcome, it something else as the taste didn't come not even thirty seconds later and when she received the taste, it was…
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…It was revolting.
In reaction she then moved to remove her fangs from the man's neck and covered her mouth with her hands as her fangs began to hurt, it was like her fangs sank into a rotten garlic, it was distasteful, horrendous even. It felt like she wanted to throw up but kept her composure. She then felt something warm in mouth that soon connected to her hands to which she removed her hands from her mouth and she found..blood?
She then heard a the man's body then collapse to the ground including a loud thunderous sound to almost made her ears ring violently. She turned to the man her eyes widen at complete shock.
The man who she had bitten was now on the ground squirming as both he's hands were on the wound on he's neck as he made gurgling sounds as blood began to leak out of he's neck and he's mouth. Cece froze completely still when she saw this, her eyes began to water as she didn't mean to do this at all.
She was only attempting to pleasure him, she never had the intention to harm him in any way, the fangs were meant to fill him with joy and lust, not..cause him to bleed.
But her stasis was cut short as Cece heard footsteps were stomping all the way towards this room and she heard the muffled man yelling. "Gebundenemann?! Was ist passiert?!"
Her instincts then suddenly kicked in, she needed to leave, and the only way was to go through the doorway and knock the man off balance and run down the stairs as fast as she could. The window wasn't an option as it was too far away and the man might caught her by then. And judging by the tone of voice of the incoming occupant? Her capture would not be a pretty one.
She then rush her way towards the doorway to which she collided toward the man with the muffled voice. Cece acted quickly before the man could react and threw her into the room where she had regrettably harmed the man and immediately close the door right after, Cece then set her sights on the stairs to which she began to quickly began to descend down the stairs before the Dhampir heard the man she threw into the man yell out of the top of lungs in complete rage.
"Eindringling! Wir haben einen Eindringling!"
By this new development, her pace quicken as she began to take twice the steps as she went down the stairs until she reached the final sets of stairs that'll most likely lead to the outside, but one simple misstep on the stairs caused her to fall down the stairs until she reached the bottom.
Slightly dazed from the blunt damage in the head from the slight misstep on the stairs but she heard a door open and a loud pair of footsteps storming the sta- It wasn't one pair, it was multiple pairs. In fact she heard some coming from the door she was infront of.
It felt like the entire building was activated all of a sudden, it was like it was a dens nest that had its occupants resting, but by her desire of wanting that man to be her husband, she had awaken every single person on the building.
Acting quickly, she got back to her feet and looked towards the nearest doorway that didn't have any footsteps emitting from and she spotted one in the right and so she ran towards that direction.
As she ran into the room to which it strangely had a whole bunch of clothes either piled up in the corner or in floor scattered, she immediately heard footsteps from a closed metal door, but unlike the other footsteps that were light, these were heavy stomps and they were fast approaching just like the others.
Her eyes then laid upon another door who had nothing emitting from it and she quickly took a glance on some bold writing on it. 'Nur Sturmtruppen'. Which meant a short meaning to some kind of basement or to the sewers right?
Suddenly hearing the front doors of the building opening and the footsteps on the stairs closing in, she heard some yell in their language at her. "Dort! Schnapp dir diesen Hurensohn!" She immediately went to the door and opened it went inside and turned back to quickly close it and lock it, Cece got a good glance on one of males who on pursuit after her and..the only thing she saw on the man's face was pure distain and hatred.
She then suddenly heard the closed door then get kicked open and the only glimpse she got was a armored leg sticking out from the doorway but she then soon closed the door and she made a quick look the door she closed and Cece saw a key on the lock to which she quickly placed her hand on the key and turned it to which she heard a click, indicating she had locked it.
Before she could've taken a breather, there a frantic turning on the knob before instantly followed by hard knocks before a voice came in. "Öffne die Tür."
If she had to describe on how the voice sounded like, then the thing she could say that the voice sounded completely disconnected to emotion as it sounded completely calm, but not like she could sink on that thought any longer.
A kick was heard emitting from the door and in response Cece jumped as in a instant reaction as she almost lost her footing once more. The almost immediate realization made her start to go the steps fast as these men were now tearing down the door by brute force.
Each step she made on the stairs felt like there was an equal response on the door as it felt like the kicks were accelerating in response to her descent downward.
She was too focused on getting away from the men after her, that she hadn't noticed the increasing foul stench that was becoming more unbearable the more she stepped into the basement, but another thing motivating her was that when she turned a bend, she saw light, which meant that it a basement and when she got there, she would find a mirror to tail gate out of the place she found herself in or enter the sewer system in there.
As she reached the final steps of the stairs, Cece looked up at the basement floor she had entered and her body completely freezed when her eyes laid upon the room.
Her eyes began to widen and her pupil's began to shrink as her body began to shake violently as tears began to fall from her eyes as her blood ran completely cold.
At first she was silent, then followed a blood curling scream.
What Cece's eyes saw within the room before her has swepted away any innocence she had in her mind with complete terror, she couldn't describe it, she simply couldn't, her mind couldn't register properly on what she was seeing, but she knew exactly what she was looking.
Her mind being so devastated by the view of the basement that she didn't even hear the loud clanking stomps of footsteps coming from the stairs.
She didn't even acknowledge that they were now directly behind her before she was hit in the back of her by something heavy and was blatantly metallic.
Cece fell on the floor as her voice was now completely gone as her throat felt like there was now being blocked before she was lifted up by a gloved hand directly in the throat.
As she began to slowly choked at the immense force of the hand, what she was able to see next was not what she wanted to see at all.
The man holding her by the throat with only a single hand was incredibly armored to the point where any points of exposed skin was not seen in the slightest, it's mouth was closed off with some kind of weird mechanism mask with two weird looking circles with holes on them and the man's helmet was equally weirdly shaped helmet with two lighting bolts attached to it which included them penetrating a skull.
But the one thing she focused on the most was it's eyes, it's eyes glowing bright blood red as if she was a simple prey to this predator, the man's glowing red eyes were in a complete show of aura surrounding him as of the personification of death itself.
The last thing she was able to see before her vision blacked out, was that the mask some forming into a creepy smile almost her imagination purposely made the mask smile, she then heard the man speak her in a cold but stoic tone.
"Deine nächste"
Location: Military Junta of North America (Kanas Sector), Kansas City.
Time: 7:52 am
"So Daniella, how was yo-…what the..?"
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"Hel..please forgive me..forgive me.."
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"Daniella! What happpened? Why are you in a such terrible condition?"
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"I..I didn't mean it..I didn't mean to harm him..I..I.."
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"Oh for the love of god what did you d-"
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"I killed him…I didn't mean it..I killed him.."
...huh. Well I released this late than it was intended, I guess there goes that plan of having a chapter per week, don't really got much of excuse on why I stalled on this for this long, probably due to going back and stuff, but enough about me.
I hope you had a good read on this new chapter, and if there weren't a whole lot of perspectives on this chapter, to which am sorry if it was bothering and such. But I still hoped you had a good read and a swell day. Good day mates.