Finally, another chapter is out. Also, welcome to my second follower and the 244 readers who stumbled upon my honest attempt at fanfiction. And the most successful.

I recently went on a trip to India, Mayapur. It was my first time on a plane, and my first time out of the continent.

Mayapur is where Lord Sri Krishna Chaitanya Mahaprabhu, the Last Avatar of Krishna appeared 533 years ago. We know he is God and not just another fraud because he was predicted in the Vedas, Srimad Bhagavatam and other Puranas. Anyway, please look it up. W have a facebook pages, websites, accomodations and many restaurants. oh, and the biggest temple in the universe.

So, not much is happening in this chapter...its just like the game, slow going at first.

Please chant; Hare Krishna Hare Krishna Krishna Krishna Hare Hare Hare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare! And be eternally happy.

" She bounced back quickly." Commented Krishna from the couch. The Lord, being very tall, could very comfortably sit on the back in a very casual manner unfitting of his position. He filled the room with his blush light and his fragrance. Either that or the garland he wore had entered a pretty intense competition with his aroma and was losing badly.

Nanashi sighed, trying to get his mind away from those very dangerous thoughts. And instead onto the Subject of his delightful adopted sister.

Yes, Asahi, after this horrible and traumatic experience had declared to her dad that she needed to be a hunter. As in, it was imperative she became one as not to waste Nikkari and Manabu's selfless sacrifice. Since, in her little head of hers, being in constant danger of dying would make them proud. Well, they would be proud. The problem was, Asahi was no fighter.

Unsurprisingly, the boss did not approve at all. But who could blame him? He had almost lost both his daughter and adopted son today, his only reasons to live.

So, after the family drama, Asahi had stormed off to somewhere in the Kinshicho station while Nanashi remained in his room since...well.

He didn't want people asking questions as to how he could have survived a pierced heart, the blood loss and the heavy burns and other assorted cuts and bruises. So, he was resting in his room. And Krishna... God was there. Illuminating the room with his dark blue effulgence and filing the stale air with his incomparable bodily aroma. Oh, and playing on his Golden flute what sounded like a love song.

Krishna was truly indescribable...But then, this may explain why so few descriptions of God were available. No one could grasp his form In mere words; He had to be experienced.

Who would believe that God, the supreme and absolute truth, the source of everything, the father of all living entity? Was a dark blue sixteen-year-old boy who played the flute? Nanashi knew he wouldn't. Hell, he had a hard time grasping that, He was casually sitting on the back of his lime green couch and wearing a fedora of all thing.

Nanashi sighed. "What a crazy day, and it's not even lunch yet."

"Is everything fine Kripa?" Krishna asked, some concern coloring hie pleseant voice.

Nanashi opened his eyes and lightly glared at the godly blue youth.

"My name is Nanashi, Not Creeper."

"Not it's not," Krishna countered. "your name is Krishna-Kripa. But since it would get very confusing, I've settled for the second part of your name: Kripa, or causeless mercy." the lord smiled sweetly as he spoke.

"but why? 'Nanashi' is not a bad name..."

"I do not want a Nameless servant."

Nanashi rolled his eyes, he hated when people made this pun. Right, to save his sister, he had basically sold his very self to Krishna for all eternity, he just hoped Narada was right, and that Krishna was different from YHVH.

"Nanashi...I am different from this entity. I promise you; I only want the best for all living entity. You will never regret this, I assure you. "

"Yeah, whatever boss. "Nanashi knew he could not step back out of the deal... he lapsed Into the silence, his wounds were not quite healed yet, but he didn't feel like sleeping anymore, surprisingly enough.

After some time, he spoke something that weighed on his heart.

"Krishna...why me?"

"Hmm? Why did you die?"

"No, why did you chose me? I'm just a cadet. I never prayed to you and...geez, why didn't you revived Nikkari?" He mildly accused the Lord as he managed to sit somewhat up." Or Manabu? Better yet, why did you let us get ambushed? if you are God, saving them would have been a trip to the park!"

Krishna lowered his eyes." to become my eternal servant is not cheap Kripa, it's very rare even among the self-realized." He paused. "They...were meant to die today by the flames of Adramelech Asura... they will take a new human birth in a year from now."

"But why? Why me?" Nanashi tried to sit up straighter as demanded a clear answer for once. "I'm just another unclean one you stuck in this shit hole."

Krishna's face darkened at this accusation. "I have never done such a thing."

"You are God, aren't you? The cause of everything, the source of everything. And your servants just love to remind us about how unworthy we are..."

The Lord sighed, rubbing his forehead. "Nanashi, I have nothing do do with those imitation Kinnaras. And while I may be the cause and the source Of everything, am only but the facilitator and the witness. All the living entities are in the material world by their own choice. And their actions are choices taken with impure mind and intelligence, Controlled by lust, greed passion and ignorance. The result of those poor decisions can easily be seen in the constant state of unrest of Material world" Krishna paused, his golden eyes growing distant.

"I never wanted any of you to be in this bleakest part of the material world. I never wanted any of you to suffer countless birth...I want you all back. I want you all to be happy, but no ones listen to me." Krishna lowered his head and removed his hat, revealing a tightly bound top knot decorated with many priceless pearls. "you all rather try to be me then to be with me…"

Nanashi blinked. "Krishna...what are you talking about? Are we...even speaking about the same thing?"

The supreme personality of Godhead silently gazed at the bedridden boy, looking deeply into his heart. At that moment, Nanashi never felt so naked in his entire life; There was absolutely nothing he could hide from His gaze.

This...was probably the time where he realized that, Yes, Krishna was who Narada claimed him to be.

Finally, after what seemed an eternity, Krishna broke his silence and his heavy gaze.

"No…"

Nanashi felt his body go slack…" Obliviously. Geez man, what wrong with you?"

The Lord let out a humourless laugh. "I don't know. It seems a good part of humanity think everything is wrong with me. I feel fine though."

"Alright, so you say you want us out of here...but what have you done to get us out?"

"Kripa, I have sent countless of my representative in the countless country, on the countless planet and countless universes so that all the suffering souls may have a chance to return to my eternal abode." Krishna spoke with gravity, leaning forward and looking deeply in Nanashi's glowing yellow eyes., touching his servants soul with His own golden glances "I even descended myself 554 years ago, then sent a good friend of mine to spread my Sacred Name to the world at large, the supreme path of liberation."

"Yeah, well what's left of the world doesn't even know your name...we can't even say it."

Krishna tilted his head." what do you mean?"

"I mean, every time we say your name... it's just glitch."

The Lord just kept staring.

"OK, watch this. YHVH!" Nanashi demonstrated to the Lord, the alien words vibrating against his ears.

"Alright, you said Jehovah, that's another one of my names, and I heard you speak it clearly."

Nanashi stared at the Lord, Jehovah himself.

"But, I also heard a very weak illusion covering it," He added. "making this name unusable. No wonder, since it had become attached to a demon playing my role. Just stick to Krishna or Hari."The Lord gave a heart-melting smile to Nanashi. "Now, what were you saying about the world?" He asked with a tilt of his head.

Nanashi stared for a while, everything about Krishna was perfect. from the way he moved, to to the way he talked.

the new servant of God had a hunch saying no to God would be harder then expected.

"Didn't you hear? About 'God's plan'?"

Adorable confused look ensued, and it made Krishna that much more attractive...Like everything He did, it seems.

'Dammit, he's doing it on purpose.' clearing his throat, Nanashi continued.

"Twenty-five years ago, I heard demons started to pop out of nowhere in the world. Killing and eating people while so-called God proved to be no better than your average yakuza, only now dealing with human faith." The boy who survived began. "Oh sure, Humans fought back, enslaving demons with a special app and killing as many more as possible. For some time, I heard it became part of life, just another bump in a shitty road.."

"and then...The day of the apocalypse arrive." Nanashi dramatized" We don't know who pressed the button first, some say it was America, others say it was Russia, and a minority say it was us, Japan. But the result remained the same; the whole planet got nuke to hell. Tokyo survived the shitstorm only because Flynn sacrificed his life to Masakado, the protector god of Japan, who used his body to form the firmament." Nanashi scoffed as he tried to stifle the horrific image of the samurai cutting off his own head… and Masakado, especially Masakado." saved use from the ICBM strike...But got us locked in with demons, angels and whatever in between looking for human resources."

"That's...terrible." the Lord commented, and to Nanashi's great surprise, it was said with all the sincerity in the world.

"On top of us, I heard civilization restarted...But the time is messed up, and angels won't let us up anyway...not that I'd want to. Heard you have to-"

"Swallow a shallow religion they also do not understand. A religion that began as a simplified version of my teachings." Krishna finished as he shook his head sadly, making his shark shaped earring dance against his flawless cheeks.

'right... I'm speaking to The One True God here...wait.' "so...you don't-"

"no, I do not condone fanaticism in any way, shape or form. I want my devotees to go on the path of Bhakti with full knowledge of Me and the way to attain Me. Not parrots who squawk lofty verses without understanding the most simple of its tenet." he elegantly crossed his arms.

Nanashi...just stared at Him.

"You... don't want brainless zealot?"

Krishna looked positively disgusted. "No! Why would I want madmen who use My words for their own nefarious purposes? It's... it's idiotic at its finest!" He said as he threw his hands in the air. "I told you Kripa, I want all the condition souls back to Me, and for this, I've sent many teachers and acharyas, special souls who follow my words flawlessly. They are perfect and transparent instruments of my mercy, and they are in the material world to salvage those who are materially exhausted and ready to go back home. And those acharyas empower their students to liberate more condition soul." The Lord explained. "Now, if those teachers and students where zealots..." he shuddered. "I have seen enough so-called 'religious' war and so-called saintly man destroy the spiritual culture and tenet I personally gave."

Nanashi grunted...wow, he'd never expected God to be so...down to earth. It was reassuring.

and then it hit him. "Krishna...you're not the one controlling...your not YHVH, are you?"

"No, I am not this demon."

"Oh... so, the one controlling Merkabah is...not you, meaning he's a fake?" Nanashi clarified, his eyes growing wide.

"Yes," krishna sighed, closing his eyes in what could only be qualified as the greatest relife ever known to man...or the second atleast.

Nanashi remained silent as he worked out what he had just heard.

"As for why I chose you? Well, didn't Narada blessed you?" The Lord asked as he tilted his head and crossed his legs. "My Narada is one of my most powerful preachers; he travels the universe to teach and bless countless living entity with the gift of Bhakti. You've met him, you've appreciated his dancing and signing, and thus he asked Me to accompany you on your adventure. "Krishna...God, explain as he sheepishly rubbed the back of his head "While I am the supreme independent, I just can't say no to my pure devotees. "

"Besides," the Lord looked down bashfully. "I do miss you."

A moment of silence fell the duo before Nanashi broke it.

"You spoke to me yesterday…"

"I did…"

"But why? Am I not just another soul for you?"

Krishna raised his head, looking right at the boy as if he had spoken one of the greatest lies in the world.

"Why do you think like that? I care for all of my small parts and parcels. A father of many cares for all of his progeny whether they are obedient or not."

"Alright, but where the hell were you when the bomb fell and when there's a cataclysm? where are you when they, when we all pray to You to save our friend and us to spare the innocent?"

"Kripa..."

Nanashi let himself drop down on his bed. He has so many questions to ask the Lord, questions no one seemed to have an answer for. But now that God was there, he could finally get the answers to those pesky questions that had kept him up at night.

"Krishna...why do we suffer? What have we done to deserve all this? Children, woman, innocent people... why? Why?"

Unseen by the boy, The Lord smiled.

"It is Karma. Or the past reactions to sinful activities."

"you mean, the stuff you don't want us to do so that you may keep us in the dark ages." Nanashi countered.

"No, the act I prohibited for humankind is to make sure you remain at the human platform." the Lord explained." Sinful activities are synonymous to subhuman actions. and those subhumans action causes terrible consequences like wars, cataclysms, pestilence and abnormal weather."

"But why? Why can't we just not suffer here? Or, you know, not have such a shitty life?" Nanashi asked, he then felt Krishna's gaze on him. No, it was not Krishna who was looking at him, but the supreme personality of Godhead.

It was...actually Awesome. No not that type of awsome where you ride around Tokyo on the biggest demon ever blaring queens 'don't stop me now' as you conquer everything in sight. It was the type of awesome that made you feel so small and insignificant.

"Krishna Kripa,' the Lord began his deep voice pervading the either. "The material world is a prison meant for the spirit soul desirous to enjoy without me. It is a terrible world filled with tormented at every step. It is a world where every action has a consequence, either good or bad. And those reactions forms many links in the chains that bind you here. those terrible chains have dragged you all around the three planetary systems without any respite. "

"There are still pleasures here; it's not all that bad." The bedridden boy argued. "I mean, sure, there is some good and bad, but you just need to enjoy it while it last."

at the other side of the room, Nanashi could feel the frustration of the Lord growing.

"While it last? Kripa, have you realized how much effort it takes to have but a drop of pleasure? How long those it last? Twenty minutes at best, no. but a moment of empty relief before the suffering return."

"then what's the point of the thing then?" Nanashi snapped at the Lord, he was hungry, in pain...and now on the verge of hoplessness.

and then...he understood.

"wait...this world, the material world is a prison, a correctional facility."

"yes..." the Lord whispered.

"..you don't want us to stay here...you want us back. that's why it's not perfect." he concluded, and while it was a bitter pill to swallow, it was still a better then the alternative

He heard the Lord snap his finger. "Yes! Finally, you have understood. There is no real happiness in the material world, at all. And whatever is there is just like finding a drop of water in a desert. No matter how many drops you will find-"

"-you will never be satisfied." Explain a bald man in orange with a hooked nose. His soft green eyes held a love and a wisdome that trencendedad time and space'

The boy blinked away the memory, being used to it, and yet, it was very different to what he was used to.

"Kripa, is everything alright?" Krishna asked.

"Yeah. Just some flashbacks...I guess. what were we talking about anyway?"

"We were talking about how this material world is an ocean of sufferingand how no bliss is present here."

"wow...so joyful..." Nanashi snarked. "So you don't want us to have pleasure at all."

"No: krishna denied. "I want you all to have pleasure. The very nature of the soul is to seek pleasure. The thing is...The further away you are from Me, the less you have it. and before you accuse me of be stingy and cruel just listen to be before you pass judgement."

The way krisha had said with, not ordering, but not quite pleading, made the bedridden boy more ope. Clearly, it was something He had to get off his broad and inviting chest. there was no way Nanashi would prevent to lord to say his piece.

"Kripa, I am the source of everything, and I do mean everything in it's pure and unadulterated state and ever increasing. and this includes pleasure. just like the sun is the source of all light and heat in the world."

"Well...I've never seen the sun."

"Alright, then take a simple light, the further you are, the less heat and light you perceive." Krishna exlained. "The same principle applies to Me also."

"The further we are from you...to less pleasure we feel."

"Yes...My narada was once again right. you are a bright young man" Krishna smiled as he praised his servant.

"But...how can we get pleasure then? of its our nature..."

a broader smile illuminated Krishna's moonlike face as some tears gather at their side.

"My dear Kripa, All glories to you. dear friend, the spirit souls, the actual self seperate from this body made of sixteen element, belong to the spiritual world. it is a world filled with unlimited varieties of pleasure and eternal relashionship. time is conspicuous by its absence, every words is a song and every step is a dance. weather is sweeter then the nectars of immortality and death is but a rumour. this is where you all belong...at my side."

At this, Nanashi rose from the bed and stared and Krishna. Taking a moment to take in his beauty.

'Holy crap...is it the same person?' "Krishna..."

The beautiful, otherworldly being gave the pious sould a very smug, self satified smile. "Yes, It is me Kripa."

"whoa..."

"Kripa? are you sure everything is fine?" the source of all beauty asked as he tilted his head to the side. Making his earnings and hair decoration dance, a slew of star burst forth from all the pearls on his dark curly locks of hair.

Nanashi blinked and internally cursed. He was not supposed to find Krishna attractive. He was not supposed to be attracted to beings that were not human, let alone man.

'OK, you know what. I'm not even human, to begin with...but Krishna's God, there must be a rule against that.'

"Kripa!"

"yeah, so...uh...we don't belong here? were not from this world?" Nanashi stuttered.

Krishna smile, stealing Nanashi's heart. "No, of course not."

"Where are we from then?"

Laughter shone trough Krishna's Golden eyes.

"All the spirit souls belong to the spiritual world. Either Vaikuntha, Ayodhya, Dwarka or...Vrindhavan."

"you mean, the place we first met, right?" the memory still fresh. The sight, the sound. Everything was...perfect over here. And yet he felt that something was...no really missing, but hiding.

but one thing was sure though, Nanashi wouldn't mind going back.

Krishna smiled as an answered. 'Wow, I've ever seen someone smiling so much.'

It...gave him a very warm, unexplainable feeling. It was...he desperately wanted...

'why was I not born with two x chromosome? it would have been so much easier to deal with those feelings.'

"So...now what?" Nanashi asked, desperate to change to a less...awkward subject.

"What do you mean, now what?" The Lord shot back.

"Well, what should I do? I mean, I'm your servant now...for all eternity."

"You...accept to be my devoted...my devotee?" Krishna asked. It was heartbreaking to hear the hope in his voice. It was hard to understand also, but Nanashi had been warned that he was inconceivable.

"Yeah..." Nanashi shrugged. "you make more sense than the other guys. And well., what do I have to lose?"

"Oh, absolutely nothing. "Krishna answered as he leaned back. A brilliant smile was lighting his whole, moon-like face." You have nothing to lose, Oh killer of Adramelech, and everything to gain." Krishna soft, loving Gaze never left his servant. "Now, if you want my opinion, I do believe our best course of action would be to follow your sister and calm her before the poor girl performs something incredibly foolish."

Right...while Nanashi's hormone had not quite kicked in, his sister's had been very...aggressive, and she was now acting like a full on teen with her dad. It had been cool at first to see her rebel, but now, the boy knew that being rebellious in a place where survival rhymed with cooperation would result in a trip to the furnace. If you were lucky.

It would be good if she were to remember this little tidbit.

"Alright...sound like a plan." Nanashi agreed as he arose from his bed, he felt much better. Still looked bruise though but, after what had gone through, it was as expected.

At least he didn't look like he was a walking dead man anymore.

"Ah, before we go hunting for the wayward one, I do believe you need to change. One should no go out in clothing filled with holes...especially if one of those who would reveal the fact that you essentially lost your heart...and the fabric is bloody."

The boy in green looked down. It was true, his green jumper was ruined...but.

"I have nothing else to wear." Nanashi admitted. "Say, if your God, why don't you fix it?"

Krishna glanced at the jumper and scowled.

"I don't want to."

"You... don't want to."

"No."

"Why?"

"It's made from the Blood of m- it's made from eternally filthy plastic and I do not like the lyrics of this song..."

Nanashi blinked.

"Kripa...imagine No religion. My dear friend, I have countless time seen the effect of no religion. It is hell, plain and simple."

'Oh, I get it.'

"You know what? The jumper's OK." Nanashi declared with a devilish grin. he made his way to his shower, the least he could do was to wash off the blood and patch the holes up.

and...He could still rebel a little bit. no use being too pure around these parts anyway.

Once in the bathroom, He gave himself a thorough once over.

still frightfully thin, still as pale as a greenish ghost, and now covered with even more green scars, the biggest one on his chest.

Nanashi gingerly touched the where the empty hole used to be...

'I...I...my heart's still in there...I should have stayed dead.' He realized as he felt his brand new organ beating in response to his emotion.

'God saved me...He personally saved me...' This was...

Huge...he could barely wrapped his mind around...

As if to save him from a complete meltdown, Nanashi noticed a Scar on his jaw, a pretty visible one too.

'Oh man, why do you have to be on my face?" so he was scaring green...this was why he preferred to wear covering clothing. no one would ask if they couldn't see. "think I still have some tapes...still have to be more careful about it.'

his assessment done, he enter the shower, washing away from, blood and the awfully feelings of losing his teachers and as close as a guy friend...

Nanashi...those where not tears, nor was he sobbing...

He was not weak, He was strong...and man did not cry.

they only did when drunk, and He was still a year too young to indulge.

When he came out, feeling even more refresh, he noticed that his new favourite jumpsuit was...gone. Instead, there was a pair of hunters standard issued armoured green pants and, The edgiest black shirt in the universe. On it was a note that read.

My dear friend, you may consider yourself an anarchist. But I'd rather you be a Vaishnava and dressed neatly. I will find you something more to your liking, but for now, please accept this dress.

With all respect, your dear friend and well wisher

Sri Krishna, son of Nanda and Yashoda.

P.S I know you miss them, I am taking care of them as we speak. and it's alright to have emotions. I too have them.

At first, Nanashi felt a bit...what was the words, too controlled, his will and desires disrespected...and his privacy completely gone.

And yet…

Those pants were of high quality, he realized as he inspected the piece of reinforced clothing. The boy knew very well that those where exclusive the highest ranking hunters. And that shirt!

"OK...I never thought Krishna would give me something so edgy." he murmured as he took in the high-quality print. It was clear this half-lion Half man creature on the shirt was beyond pissed. 'dang, wouldn't want to be on the business end of those Claws. whoever angered him must be so dead right now.'

He lowered the shirt, there was also a utility belt with a hook for his open shovel, army boots and a pair of brand new underwear, sock and some tasteful pieces of jewelry. All in all, it was more then what Nanashi could have expected to receive.

'...He gave me back my life, he gave me a powerful weapon, saved my sister, empowered me to defeat all those demons, even kill Adramelech...and now he gave me this set.'

Nanashi, scratching his old bandage mechanically … he now realized that God just kept giving. The air, water, heat...God gave everything.

And now God gave him his mercy, and prices of brand now, never used cloth…And only now did he asked something from Him.

Krishna had asked Nanashi to be his instrument, and he had polelty asked, not expecting anything.

His vision blurred, and a Bald man in orange smiled at Him and the Boy with blue hair. "The airs, Pure water, sunshine...everything is the Lords gift. But, it is not ours to hoard and exploit for our own enjoyment. The lord said in the Gita 3.10 ' In the beginning of creation, the Lord of all creatures sent forth generations of men and demigods, along with sacrifices for Visnu, and blessed them by saying, "Be thou happy by this yajna [sacrifice] because its performance will bestow upon you all desirable things.'"

"I see." Spoke the boy with blue hair.

Nanashi shook his head, dispelling this...weird memory.

Wordlessly, the resurrected punk began dressing. He replaced his contact, and the bandages around his left ankle and waist in complete silence, mulling over the entire conversation he'd just had with God. His entire world view changed in a period too short.

Oh, Asahi had not been too hard to find, she had been sulking for the past hour in the station, moping about the fact that the boss wanted her to be safe.

Nanashi knew that life could be very dull underground for the kids and young girls. Hell, even he would often be napping with how low on action life could be. But of course, yet the banalest day could turn into chaos at the drop of a hat. Especially with Asahi as a sister.

The young girl had her arms crossed under her breast, and her countenance screamed 'I'm mad and frustrated.'

Nanashi may have faced recently the legions of Lucifer, the wrath of the boss after doing something stupid and his recurring nightmares. But nothing, nothing at all would top the tearful face of his adopted sister.

He approached her with extreme caution, all the while trying to hide his fear…

And all the tension of that scene was utterly destroyed by Krishna, who could barely hold his laughter in.

This should annoy the teen, but to see Krishna enjoying his antic...it was pure bliss.

Of course, Nanashi shot the Lord a very annoyed look, just to see how he would react. And Krishna did not disappoint; he became comically severe for about five seconds before pulling his tongue out and busting out peals of ebullient laughter.

It did wonder to evaporate his anxiety, but the point still stood, Nanashi had to brave the Asahi typhoon.

He cleared his throat loud enough for her to hear. She turned around, and the moment her eyes fell on her brother, her entire mood changed.

"Wow! Cool shirt!" Complimented Asahi. It seems the new (new!) piece of garment broke her out of her pity party.

"Thanks..."

"Who gave it to you? Tall dark and spooky?" She spoke as she gestured to Krishna.

It took all of Nanashi's self-control not to panic and/or die of laughter. She could see God...and had called him tall, dark and spooky.

OK, so Krishna may be God, the Supreme Controller of everything and the one who could smite the wrongdoer with a thought...but he was not spooky. Nanashi didn't want to say it out loud, even in his mind, but Krishna was the source and definition of the term' tall, dark and handsome.'

Very handsome.

As if he had read his mind, Krishna, who had been floating/standing close by bestowed upon the resurrected boy one of his crooked smile decorated with his flute.

Nanashi cleared his throat. "You can see him too?"

"Yeah, kind of hard to miss a tall, glowing demon with ankle bell."

Krishna's face fell. "Hey! I'm not a demon...Kripa, tell her I'm not an asura."

"Why don't you tell her?" Nanashi whispered as discretely as possible to the lord.

"she can't hear me...nor can she see my full features either. If one is not worthy, then they may come to my many temples only to witness a pair of statues."

Nanashi raised a brow, it felt like the Lord was referencing something, but it eluded the boy. Instead, he just turned to Asahi who was still staring at Krishna.

"he's not a demon."

His sister raised a brow at this." really? What is he then? And angel or something?"

'Shit...how am I supposed to answer that. If I tell Asahi that Krishna is God...yeah, that won't end very well. Especially in public.'

"just tell her the same thing you told Iori. But you need will to tell her everything later though."

'right... wait, you can read-'

"I am not a mind reader, but I do dwell in everyone's heart and thus am privy to all conversation," Krishna explained. "You better start talking tough, your sister is getting impatient."

Nanashi slightly nodded.

"He's a persona...an entity who...protect me because he wants to. And yeah, he didn't like the poem on my suit, so he gave me new duds."

"Aww, you're so lucky. You always get the cool stuff."

Nanashi cough a bit. Oh, he had noticed his good luck.

"So...let me guess."Asahi crossed her arms, her mood souring again." dad sent you."

"No...well yeah, and-"

"Hari"

"-Hari's worried about you."

Asahi raised a brow as he faces darkened "seriously? Him too? Tsk...that just typical."

"Asahi..."

"First it's dad, then it's you, and now there's this creepy guardian." the teenage girl began her rant. "Dammit, I'm not a baby anymore, I'm fifteen!" She threw her hands in the air. "And I'm practically a hunter now! It's just dad acting up again. "

"How can he *not* be proud!?" Asahi exclaim as she began pacing. "I am doing my best to follow in his footsteps, I went through all the training, all the hardship. And he still sees m- treat us like babies."

'geez, I wonder why?' Nanashi commented in his mind. 'it's not like you and I almost got eaten and I killed or anything.'

"I've had enough! The only way I can get the respect I deserve is if I become a legit hunter!" She then turned to the ever so silent Nanashi. "...any idea?"

Nanashi tried not to groan.

"Kripa...is everything alright? "

'No...she knows what has to be done, but she doesn't want to take responsibility for it.'

"So she wants you to..."

'Be a scapegoat if things go to hell in a hand-basket.'

Krishna...facepalmed

'Krishna, what should I do?' Nanashi asked the Lord. He had no idea what to do. Usualy, Asahi's plane would invovle trying to steal things and explore kinchicho further then what was allowed. But now…

Now, they had no one too look after their sorry ass.

"Hey! How about me?" Krishna exclaimed.

'I never saw you fight.'

"But I can fight" Krishna argued back "...I just do not feel the ned to bother with insignificant demons.

' Whatever. So, any ideas?'

"Well, you could tell her you have no idea...or you could."

'No forget about talking sense into her. She's way beyond stubborn...and she has some material on me.'

"Materials?" The Lord asked as he raised a delicate brow.

'Blackmail. You...probably already know about it.' Nanashi admitted.

Krishna just hummed as he considered the situation. "Yes...if that is the case, then better go along with her for now. I can always work out the details as we go."

Welp, Whatever God said.

"We can...go recruits some demons."

At those words, Asahi did this very girly scream as she jumped around and hugged her brother. "I knew I kept you around for a reason!"

'Krishna, please tell me it will end well?'

The Lord mysteriously as he put his golden flute to his reddish lips. "I'm not spoiling it."

"You know Nanashi, maybe recruiting demons would be easier if you didn't kill them all."

So...yeah, they had managed to sneak out of the protected zone and were now hunting for some demons to recruit. There was one little problem though, Nanashi after his meeting with the Lord, was now way too powerful for the onion-chicken and other weak food types. Thus, after the spend of one hour, the whole area was vacated from all demons smart enough to know when to fold them.

Meaning, no more demons to recruit.

It was kind of impressive though. Nanashi was more of a sword-fighter and would still sometimes struggle to fight. But now, he fought with a fancy shovel...and completely destroyed the enemies. It was pretty cool too, and he knew this newfound strength came from the Lord.

'Damn, I sound like one of those angels now. I should just...yeah, I'm stopping before I start sprouting wings or something'

"Asahi, you already have a demon." He spoke to his sister, trying to move away from those...thoughts.

"Yeah, but she's not listening to me." Asahi grumbled as she glare at Nikkari's stolen phone.

No, she did not gave it back.

"can't believe he linked his phone with his health. Now all his demons are gone. Bummer."

"don't you remember? It's normal procedure."

"Well, Normal procedure sucks...he had so many cool and powerful demons, now I only have a pixie. And she's a real bitch."

"Is she even aware that respect usually goes both ways?" Krishna asked.

'I don't...think she realized that.' but, to be honest, Pixies where known to be very temperamental.

"my dear Kripa," God turned to Nanashi. "Promise me that you will respect every living entity and take only what is entitled to you."

"Why?"

The Lord of the Universes looked right into the boy's eyes.

"I do not like seeing My children fight and maim one another, no matter their birth or their form."

A feeling of guilt crawled behind Nanashi's spine... he had been killing demons for some time, he was even good at it." why tough, they are demons, not humans."

Krishna shook his head sadly. "Kripa, the soul, has nothing to do with the body it is in, all living entities are my parts and parcels, or my sons and daughters. It matters not in what form they are, or even if they believe in Me or not, I still care about them."

A feeling of pure dread flooded Nanashi's entire body as he heard those words and he could literally feel his sins cawing up his back like a cold, skeletal hand.

"Kripa...is everything fine, you went all pale all of a sudden?" The Lord ask, concerned for his servant. "Are you still weaken by your previous ordeal?"

The boy in green only had the power to shake his head...

"What is wrong then? can I do anything to help?"

"I...I killed so many..." He never liked to kill, but in this world, in the land of Tokyo, it was killed or be killed. and now...

He felt the Lords cooling hand upon his trembling back. Immediately, he felt waves of love pouring from Krishna, extinguish the fire of his fear.

"My dear Kripa, what you did, and are still doing is not against the laws for human." Krishna gently explain. Looking up from Krishna beautiful feet, Nanashi was caught in the net's of His bottomless golden eyes. "In the Manu samhita, it is clearly written that killing an aggressor, an arson, a thief and an adulterous man will not incur sins."

"Really?"

"Yes." the lord smiled, and whatever fear he had left Nanashi. "I am not so cruel as to condemn an act of self-defense and protection."

Nanashi averted his eyes. He could see Asahi was busy crawling around in a dilapidated store, looking for more relics.

"Kripa?"

"But...Sins...I've did so many. I...don't deserve..."

He felt the lord closing in, His powerful arms encircling his shoulder and his aroma chasing away the stench of Tokyo.

"Oh my dear, You, of all people deserve my association. You have surrendered to me before, you have surrender to me now and you are now forever mine. whatever sins you have committed in all your innumerable life have now being enumerated. "

Another type of shiver went climbing up Nanashi's spine. Never in his life has he felt so...not owned, But being a part of something great.

He felt home, he felt like this was where he belonged. Like a part back in a great machine.

A machine that just happened to be soft, Loving and all powerful...and a person.

"Kripa, to those who surrendered to me completely, even going as far as to relinquished mundane religion, I carry what they lack and provide what they lack. And I personally get rid of all their sins"

Nanashi raised a brow. "Wait...that's it? No confession? no penance.?"

"No, to serve me is austerity enough." Krishna explain as he moved in front of Nanashi. giving the smitten boy a chance to gaze at his full form. "I want I my living entity back to me, and thus, I make it easier for them."

'Krishna...if you want us back so badly, why don't you just force us?"

"and force you all?" Sri Krishna scoffed. "That's not how love work!"

Nanashi paused and turned to Krishna, Staring at the effulgent blue lord owlishly.

"The hell? What does love has to do with it?!"

"you will know soon enough" Krishna dismissed With a mysterious smile. "Do not fear for all those demons you killed. It was your right to defend yourself. So no sin has been incurred. And whatever sin you have incurred and will commit. I will pardon them. But-" there The Lord of the universe looked right into Nanashi's very self." It does not give you the freedom to commit crime and slaughter innocents in My name. is that clear?"

Nanashi Nodded. the warning was loud and clear.

"OH MY GOSH!" the servent of the Lord all but jumped out of his skin as his sister gasped loudly. She...or Nikkari's phone had received an emergency message.

An urgent one. Urgent enough to warrant dragging her adopted brother to the sky tower to rescue a few hunters send to help Flynn and Isabeau.

'Well, I got cursed with an interesting life it seems.' He lament as his sister brazenly ploughed forward to the old symbol of hope. The Lord prancing beside him with his sweet sounding ankle bells. eliciting those same fuzzy feeling he might call attraction.

'Maybe...maybe it's more of a blessing.'

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