Hello there! Welcome to the next chapter of Light Bringer Stories: The Witcher.
Hope you enjoy it has much as I had writing it and now reviews time.
Lupus: I'm not all that familiar with Ghost In the Shell.
TheRagFromTheCrag: Happy to hear you liked it so much. Yeah, I can definitely see Lucifer having slept with Syanna and bringing her to safety. And him sleeping with Geralt's mom, weirder coincidences have taken place.
Now story time.
The skies above began to darken and form into a blood red glow as a black portal, exuding white energy was drawing the Naglfar, the ship the Wild Hunt uses to Skellige for the final battle.
The temperature began to drop low enough that snow began to dwindle from the dark clouds above as frost began to spread all over the sea, freezing it as the winds became a icy storm.
"A storm is approaching." Geralt said as he stood next to Lucifer at the shores.
"Geralt, we have already established back at Kaer Morhen that I am the storm." Lucifer said holding his cane in hand, "Provoking, black clouds in isolation."
"What?" Geralt said bluntly.
"Nothing." Lucifer said quickly as the sound of war echoed in the final battle.
The ice cracked, a barrier creating a visible distortion around the battlefield keeping the Naglfar from retreating as Skellige and Nilfgaard engaged the Wild Hunt.
Fire and brimstone rained from the sky with a snap of Lucifer's finger, laying waste to the Red Riders.
One of them, initiating two brief, unsuccessful strikes at Geralt's torso as he deflected them with his sword.
The Red Rider attempted to use an overhand power attack to overwhelm Geralt, but the attack was blocked by the blue blade of Lucifer, who maintained a one-handed grip on his weapon. Geralt countered with a blast of the Aard throwing the Rider and several of his companions back.
"Want to keep score?" Lucifer shouted, blocking a sword strike with his cane as he and Geralt fought side-by-side.
"No, not really." Geralt said rather dryly, "And you do know there isn't much talking during a fight?"
"There isn't?" Lucifer said surprised as he slides back and slashes so quickly that he appears to only unsheathe and resheathe Paradise Lost, "Me and my siblings always quip during fights."
A cone shaped distortion protrudes outward from Lucifer and within that distortion forms a dark blue orb that causes a more intense visual distortion that is then covered in slashes, ripping a few more Red Riders apart.
With the path open, the two looked at the Naglfar, where a Skellige ship had crashed into it and where now a band of Skellige Warrior's led by Crach an Craite where fighting Eredin himself.
"Let's put an end to this." Lucifer said.
Further on the icy battlefield, having broken her promise to Avallec'h, Ciri had joined the battle on the ice.
It seems her training during the months she lived with Lucifer and her time with him after, she had gained mastery over her powers. A green aura swirled around her as she cleaved through Red Riders, those who tormented her all her life, like a knife through hot butter.
Ciri rushed forward in a blur of green and struck first with two overhanded blows, but each one was blocked by Caranthir who maintained a two handed grip on his staff. Moving around with a spinning strike, Caranthir evaded and aimed for a leg strike, only for Ciri to jump over it and hitting the navigator while she landed.
While this too was blocked by Caranthir's staff, the Red Rider was forced back.
Ciri kept up the pressure, as she began to hammer down on Caranthir and his staff with fast strike while utilizing her teleportation.
When she found her opening, she immediately went for the kill, but before her blade could connect, the navigator had teleported away in a cloud of white snow.
Disappearing in a blur of green, she evaded an attack aimed at her chest. Caranthir turned around, being only able to block the strike aimed for his head with his staff. The blade pierced the crystal on top of the staff, shattering it which resulted in a large explosion.
Before she could react, Ciri was hit by the explosion of energy, which send him flying through the air and knocking her to the ground.
Caranthir managed to recover, picking up his ruined staff. "Almost, Zireael." he panted as he stood over her, "Almost."
He reached out to grab, only to have a smaller hand crush the metal around it. Turning to his side, it was Uri that had intercepted her. It was in this moment, that Ciri could see the familial resemblance she had to Lucifer and why some would fear Death.
"Begone." Uri ordered, her wings folded out from her back.
Caranthir could only scream in fear as his body was turned into a fine glowing energy that gently floats off into the skies before disappearing. Even when his body was completely gone, his screams echoed a second longer through the air than they should be.
"You okay?" Uri said concerned as she helped Ciri back to her feet, "Come on, let's get you somewhere safe."
"Y-Yeah." Ciri said looking at the place Caranthir once stood, "What did you do?"
"I erased him. It's an ability only shared between me, Lucifer and Michael." Uri explained, "It's not the same as taking someone's life. Because when someone's erased, one does not go to Heaven, Hell or any other afterlife... they cease to exist."
On the deck of the Naglfar, the King of the Wild Hunt was standing with his back to the witcher and the Devil as they approached. His blade soaked with the blood of the slain Skellige Warrior's around him.
His most recent kill, Crait himself, was laying at his feet.
"Witcher..." Eredin said, taking the front of his helmet off, "I was hoping you would come."
"Because?" Geralt said, apparently Eredin couldn't sense Lucifer.
"I've something to tell you. But I'll do so afterwards." Eredin said as he turned around, "After you expire...", and once again he had the same feeling he had back at Kaer Morhen wash over him.
Immediately he cast a signal to have his forced converge at his location, and indeed as soon as they blinked, multiple more of the Red Riders approached along with their Beasts.
"Lucifer." Geralt said, "Let me take care of Eredin."
Lucifer gave a simple nod, prepared to honor his request. With a simple gesture, a ring of blue fire surrounded Geralt and Eredin giving them an arena to do battle undisturbed.
As the battle began, Lucifer walked along the ring of fire. Sporadically flares of the flames shot out and disintegrating the Red Riders, the same happened to those would would try to pass through to help their king while leaving Geralt unharmed by the flames.
Lucifer watched and observed as blades hit. This was not a titanic struggle against a martial equal, but an effortless display of power on Geralt's behalf. It was obvious that the only reason he was still alive against the beast that is Geralt due to the superiority of his Aen Elle armour and his cheap navigator magic.
All parlor tricks to the White Wolf.
Disarmed from his sword, his eye lost in the same hit that knocked off the front of his helmet and stepped through his stomach. Eredin could only crawl back as Geralt approached him with his sword as Lucifer entered through the flames.
"Said you had something to tell me." Geralt said, pointing the tip of his sword to Eredin's throat.
"Avallac'h has tricked us all. Even you, Light Bringer." Eredin coughed with a humorless laugh, "He set us against each other... and he's made off with Cirilla." but he was ran through by Paradise Lost.
His head hung down down as Eredin's spirit finally left his body and thanks to the finishing blow being lend by Lucifer, he was guaranteed to eternal punishment down in Hell.
Before either of them could say anything, mostly regarding Ciri, the earth shook sending waves crashing down around the ship. From a massive tower in the distance, a massive beam of pure white energy was rising up, parting the clouds as white cracks appeared in the sky, tearing reality apart.
Appearing out of thin air, Uri landing behind her brother and Geralt. "What's going on?" she said confused looking up at the tower.
"I have some ideas, but I'm not sure." Lucifer said glancing over his shoulder, "But just in case it's mum, keep Mikey and the others on speed dial. Geralt, let's go!"
With the beat of great white angel wings on the cold air, one filled with the static of the energy erupting and spilling from the tower, Lucifer and Geralt touched down at the base of the tower. A barrier made up of magic had surrounded the entire building.
"Lucifer, what is going on." Geralt said as they approached the barrier.
"A gate between Worlds is open. Usually small rifts are okay, but something so big... Anything and anyone from anywhere could come through." Lucifer said, "We must stop Crevan before something very bad comes through."
"Least we know where to look for Ciri." Geralt said.
"Always the optimist." Lucifer said and with a snap of his finger, the barrier was shattered allowing the two further passage into the tower.
Walking through towards the top, on a large circular platform, they found Avallac'h having been knocked down after Lucifer had broken his barrier.
"Geralt... Lucifer... So unfortunate..." he coughed as he sat up, "I'd hoped you wouldn't have to witness..."
But he was silenced when Lucifer appeared in front of him, lifting him up with one arm, slamming him against a stone pillar and holding him in place.
"Where is she!?" Lucifer demanded to know as his eyes began to glow red as his eye white became pitch black.
"L-Listen!" Avallac'h struggled to say.
"Where is she!?" Lucifer demanding louder.
"Better tell him." Geralt told him, "You won't like him when he's angry."
"I am not your foe!" Avallac'h shouted, gasping for air, "I am merely helping Cirilla."
"I don't believe you." Geralt said, "Can't. Not after all that's happened."
"Something we agree on." Lucifer growled.
"Would you believe me?"
Turning around, the two of them saw Ciri, alive and well, standing on top of a flight of stairs leading to a doorway leading into the white energy.
"Avallac'h speaks the truth. I asked him to help me open the tower." Ciri said as she walked down and approached them, "Because I am to enter it."
In surprise, Lucifer forgot he was still holding Avallac'h but he finally let go of him, making the elf land on the ground in a heap and gasping for air.
"Why the hell would you do this?" Geralt said, "The Wild Hunt's been defeated."
"The White Frost has not." Ciri said turning away from them, "I know you think it's all very biblical, Lucifer. But the prophecies are true. I have seen Worlds bound in ice, turning into something similar to what is down in the Ninth Circle. Only the Elder Blood can stop the White Frost. Only I can stop it."
"You don't have to make this sacrifice." Geralt argued with his daughter.
"Your wrong. The White Frost is inevitable, it will come to freeze the Worlds one after the other, eradicating all life." Ciri said finally turning back to them, "Only I can stop the destruction. I've given it much thought and made my decision."
"There has to be another way..." Geralt said, turning to the Devil, "Tell me you know something..."
"While prophecy's have no truth to them, unless people believe in them. This prophecy has been given truth a long time ago, it has become a fixed point in time. It is inevitable now..." Lucifer said looking at Geralt, "I'm sorry..."
"This is my story, not yours." Ciri said to her father, "You must let me finish telling it."
"...Good luck, Ciri." Geralt whispered.
"Perhaps I should have told you... I see now you might have understood." Ciri said before turning to her beloved, "Luci..."
But he placed a finger on her lips to stop her from speaking. Taking his cane and removing Paradise Lost from it, he turned the blade around so he could offer it's pommel to her.
"Just come back to me." Lucifer said before she accepted his weapon.
The witcher and the Devil watched Ciri walk up the stairs. Once she stood above them, she gave them one last glance, with a firm grip on Paradise Lost, she turned around and walked into the portal before fading away.
Pain.
That was all that was felt coursing through the body of Ciri as she laid on her back in the white void, exhausted from her victorious battle against the White Frost.
Her green eyes took in the unending white above her, close to her open hand laid Paradise Lost. Before suddenly memories flowed to the front of her mind. Giving her strength to get back to her feet.
"This is it... No, it can't be. This won't be it." Ciri thought as she fought through the pain, "This won't be how I die!"
Suddenly she was forced upwards by a invisible grip, making her come face-to-face with a tall, pale toned, androgynous woman, with a slim muscular build.
She wears a black corset with white filigree, showing off her bust and toned stomach. Over her shoulders she wears a long, silver buttoned red coat with three separated coattails, and a high collar over a gold and white top. A black lining runs across the edges of the coat, and a silky, golden flower blossom pattern decorates the inner lining. Each cuff of the coat also possesses five, silver buttoned straps with black lining.
Her black leather pants has white filigree-like designs on the hips. She has a pair of knee-high high-heeled boots with heels of a silver rim. On her head she had long, straight bright silver hair and glowing amber eyes with pitch black eye-white.
Ciri did not know what it was about her, something she couldn't really place or put to words, but something felt... off.
"So you are the one that stopped my White Frost." she spoke with a deep voice full of authority. Disgust and loathing permeated through it, "A Child of Destiny. One of my ex-husband's favorite pawns to stop me from breaking out."
Ciri was dropped down to the white void as the woman had disappeared as suddenly as she had came. Looking around the void, a place where there should be nothing to hide behind, she found the woman standing behind her, arms folded behind her back.
She stood up, Paradise Lost in hand as she watched the woman but again, she had suddenly disappeared only to suddenly hear the woman behind her.
"Not a particularly attractive one. I must say." she said in a low whisper that leaned into a growl, "But then again you all look the same to me."
Turning around, she felt the woman's hand take a firm grip on her lowers face, pale fingers digging into the skin around her jaws and forcing her to look into her inhuman eyes.
"Your not the only one. Not by a long shot. There is nothing special about you. Nothing that makes you stand out. So enlighten me mortal." the woman hissed in her face as she leaned in, now close enough that their noses almost touched, "What does my little Light Bringer see in you?"
Teleporting out of the grip with a blur of green and Ciri reappeared behind the woman, who only got a slight grin without turning back as Ciri took a fighting stance.
"It's come to my attention that you don't know who I am." the woman said darkly amused as she turned around, arms folded behind her back, "I am Yahweh. Also known by you mortals as God and the other parent of the Archangels. Your welcome. Me and my husband where once the supreme beings in all of Habitus..."
"Whoever you are, whatever you'd done." Ciri said determent pointing the tip of Paradise Lost at the woman, "Out of my way, or I will show you no mercy!"
"Whoever I am!?" Yahweh said, her eerily calm demeanor finally giving a crack, sounding incredibly put out, "Did you listen to a word I said!?"
But Ciri didn't wait for her to respond, using Paradise Lost, she shred dimensions apart and managing to escape a fight she could not hope to win.
A few days after the battle against the Wild Hunt, many mourned, many prayed, and many made offerings so they would he welcomed with open arms in the Afterlife. But the mourning didn't last long as they looked to celebrate those who had survived and to cheer the names of the one that gave their lives for the safety of Skellige and stopping the end of the world.
Cheers and singing was all that could be heard in Skellige as the inhabitants had choose to celebrate after the battle of the Wild Hunt.
Geralt was the one who most indulge in the celebration of the winning battle after everything he had to go through to find Ciri, dancing the night away with the love of his life, Yennefer of Vengerberg.
The ashen-haired woman, the one this entire journey had revolved around, was sitting on a bench with her own tankard of ale, watching her real mother and father celebrated as she watched from afar as her beloved Devil sat next to her.
Once she had returned from the Void, she had told that a being was behind the White Frost. It was then that Lucifer had explained in detail who Yahweh really was.
Yahweh is his mother, while she and his father made the Archangels, angels and everything that would become the Omniverse together, humanity was made by his father exclusively. According to Lucifer, this was the reason of her hatred of mortals, seeing them as imperfect abominations compared to her children. She also caused the Flood and was responsible for some of the other Old Testament disasters attributed to God such as the plagues.
Eventually his father had enough and had banished her to the Void, the space between Arcmoani Networks. Ever since then, she had used many plans, like the White Frost or an avatar like Morgenstern, through the eons to break back in.
Because while she had unlimited power, she can not break through the protection his father had put around the Networks, a being of equal might.
"Have I told you..." Lucifer said taking a swing from his drink, "That in the eons I have lived, through all of history, your the most beautiful woman I've ever met?"
"I know that's a lie." Ciri said, resting her head against his shoulder.
"I don't lie, Ciri." Lucifer said with a smile, "You know that."
"Well..." Ciri said with a of her own smile, "I think you're the most handsome man I've ever met."
"Now that." Lucifer said with a chuckle emptying his drink, "That's a truth."
Ciri was then surprised when Lucifer put his tankard down, standing up as he offered his hand, "May I have this dance, milady." he said as he made a slight bow, which she accepted with a smile as she allowed him to guide her.
Lucifer and Ciri pressed close to each other, he had place his hands on her waist while she wrapped her arms around his neck. It felt amazing to say the least, every move they made, every breath they take, both mimicked each other movement, Lucifer spins Ciri around as they swayed over the dancefloor.
"So, what is next for my beloved?" Lucifer said.
"You mean what is next for us?" Ciri said as they pressed foreheads together, "I'm going to become a witcher, travel the lands to accept contracts and return home to my beloved Devil after a hard day of monster slaying."
"Sounds like an excellent idea." Lucifer said, "Perhaps we should give Geralt and Yennefer something that will allow them to visit whenever they want."
"How generous of you." Ciri said with a laugh, "Thought people didn't like it when the in-laws come over."
"Oh please, my mum was seconds away from erasing you." Lucifer said, "Your parents aren't so bad."
They continued to move and enjoy the moment. Ciri lifted her hand to brush it through his platinum blonde hair, "Lucifer, this might be a strange request but..." she began, "Can I... Can I see it? The side that made you run away from Emily?"
But Lucifer closed his eyes, Ciri got a frown on her face as it seemed time began to slow down. She looked around to find everything and everyone save for her and Lucifer frozen in time.
"What did you do?" Ciri said as they let go of each other.
"I stopped time, obviously." Lucifer said hands in his pocket, "A neat little trick, if I do say so myself."
"It's amazing... But don't try to distract me." Ciri said, turning around to face him, "Can I see it?"
"I-I... No. I rather not..." Lucifer muttered looking so vulnerable, a state she had never seen him in, "I'm sorry, but I'm scared you won't look the same at me ever again after... after seeing that."
"Hey, hey, it's okay, Luci." Ciri said, softly grasping his hand with one hand as the other stroked the side of his face, "It was just a silly request."
"You sure you're okay with having me?" he asked suddenly, "Someone who's the Devil? The Fallen Archangel and the King of Hell?"
She hummed before leaning in close, gripping his coat to force him down. She pressed her lips against his lips softly as time seemed to resumed but neither cared about that.
"I fell in love with all of you." She whispered after breaking the kiss, "I love you Lucifer Lux."
"And I love you Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon." Lucifer said with a grin, happy to finally have someone who accepted him for him.
That was the last chapter covering the events of the base game, hope you enjoyed.
Just in case I forget it, the voice actor for Luci's Mum, or just how I imagine her sounding.
Yahweh - Cate Blanchett (Hela from Thor: Ragnarok/Galandriel from LoTR)
Anyways many thanks to everyone who read, reviews, favorites or follows this, you beauties. I hope you will join me next time when we enter Hearts of Stone. Also here's a little extra:
"This is my story, not yours." Ciri said to her father.
"Your story? YOUR story!? Oh, I'm sorry. But does the title of this book say 'Cirilla Stories: The Witcher'?" Lucifer shouted, "No, I don't think so!"