Storyteller Of Zero

by Kremant

For the Isekai lovers who love seeing someone else being summoned than the other guy! Louise will perform the ritual to summon her Familiar. Only this time, the one she will summon will be someone who will cause quite the shock and surprise all around him. And the only thing he brings along... Is a Tome? Just what kind of stories are about to be unleashed upon Halkeginia?

31. SOZ-Ep 30-A Storyteller's Paramountcy

Night it was onto the Capitol of Romalia, as Louise, Siesta, Charlotte, Kirche, Tiffania, and even Queen Henrietta were sitting together at the table of a simple yet proper room, given to them temporarily by the Pope, as the Lich Overlord Momonga, from the Anime Overlord, was currently telling them of a specific subject, with the Musketeer Captain Agnes standing about, as always vigilant for her Queen's protection.

"And when I expect the Storyteller to tell me of a full of respect talk between two beings of great power, who met for the very first time... He slaps their godlike Emperor across the face, hard enough for all of his eighteen or twenty sons to actually feel it, and for a shock wave to be caused which made the ones around them to nearly lose their balance from its strong push!" Momonga says with obvious enough surprise in his voice, before continuing. "After that, he began blaming him for many of the events that ended up unfolding in that story, leading to humanity's fall from grace, while also telling him that if he treated things with more empathy, and if he minded the feelings of his sons better, things could be averted, if only he cared enough to treat them like the people they were."

The pink-haired girl, and the rest, looks at him with eyes wide open, and after a small delay, she looks at everyone with an expression showing some amazement. "I can see him doing as much, actually."

As that causes the rest to chatter among themselves positively about it, their attention is suddenly caught by the out of nowhere appearance of the pitch-black Storyteller Aristidis, who appears through a puff of majestic smoke, and carrying on one hand different letters, with everyone getting up for him once they realize his presence, with some exclaiming his name happily in response.

He walks past them, his expression stuck in seriousness while heading for the door, which makes them wonder, and once there it opens for him by one of his two Oblivion Guards stationed outside, where there were also two Romalian guards, caught off guard as they turn around to look at him due to the suddenness of the whole thing.

Aristidis places a bit forcefully the letters onto the closest Romalian guard's hand. "Give them for the Pope to read in the order they have been given to you, and tell him I said to NOT fail this one."

With a quick yet awkward salute, the Romalian guard runs to do just that, as the first Oblivion Guard closes the door once more.

"GIRLS!" The mouthless Storyteller exclaims while spinning fast toward them, startling them as a result, and appearing to be rather excited about as he lifts both fists in front of him. "You are not going to BELIEVE what occurred while I was on Nephthys."

Just as he was about to speak of it, a beeping noise sounds from his wrist as a green light in the form of a small icon depicting his Tome flickering in the rhythm of the said beeping, drawing everyone's curious attention.

Aristidis soon realizes much to his wide-eyed reaction what this means, and immediately presses the flickering icon, and puts two fingers at the side of his head to initiate telepathic communication.

And after a relatively long silence, he removes his hand, and looks at everyone in the room with one of the most elated faces he has ever shown. "She is found."

~A Few Moments Earlier~Within The Tome~

The scene shows the outskirts of a place, without showing where exactly, even if the art-style makes it obvious to many of the viewers, just before a magical portal opens next to a dirt-road, and through it comes out with his blue outfit and the unique red cape, Doctor Strange from Marvel.

He takes a look around, with the scene showing he is close to a town, but not just any town. The town of Ponyville from MLP.

Then, two more magical portals open next to him, as they come out of them Kraven The Hunter, also from Marvel, with the lion/wild-themed outfit, and the demon deputy Hoozuki from Hoozuki No Reitetsu with his black, Japanese traditional outfit.

And Kraven was surprised to see both of them here, and more than a little annoyed. "There is a collection of talking animals and mythic creatures at this place they call Equestria. It's MY hunting ground- what are you two even doing here?"

"There are creatures like the dwarfed unicorns living here that use magic, so it's enough of a reason to be here as well."

"Magic, eh?" The hunter questions, great interest growing within him while considering the fact, due to how unique of a hunt it could be to deal with such creatures, not mentioning he never hunted anything from this particular world. "I should consider asking for the right to actually hunt here."

Hoizuki looks at both of them with his stoic expression. "As for me, there is an underworld in this world."

Kraven turns to him with a raised eyebrow. "Really now?"

"But, it's more like a prison for relatively world threatening individuals, than a place for the souls of the deceased." The demon deputy explains.

That moment, a slow, beeping noise draws their attention at the technologically advanced bracelets with a symbol depicting the Storyteller's Tome that each of the three has around one of their wrists, showing that the target they were after for so long, was finally in a place they visited, and of course in range of the devices.

The three immediately proceed for the town, moving past some pony inhabitants who look at them strangely, due to not being used to such unique visitors, and stop at an open space while their bracelets' detection warning intensifies.

"She is close." The hunter states the obvious while he and the rest look all around carefully.

"And she is right over there." A new voice says as the scene moves enough to reveal a few meters in front of them, and watching at a place ahead, a relatively muscular man with a mostly red and yellow superhero uniform, with the symbol of thunder upon the chest. [Flash from DC]

He looks back at them with a smile. "Ok, you need to see this."

Once the tree approach to look at what the new one watches, they see not too far from them, at a store that looks as if it was made out of cake, the Sugarcube Corner for those who are to be curious, just through its open door a human woman with thick and curly, green hair, and a colorful apron, without glasses, waving while smiling in a friendly manner at some foals who just exited with a few cupcakes.

"Bye, little foals, and make sure to not eat them too quickly!" The woman tells them, as she then proceeds to chuckle in a cute way with a hand in front of her mouth, before sighing with satisfaction while looking at the little ones go, and soon entering back inside the store.

Kraven and Doctor Strange were in disbelief, due to going to who knows how many horrible and dangerous worlds, only to learn she was in what could be the safest and most friendly place to exist, and Flash liking the happiness, along with the genuine, overall appreciation she has shown there.

"I am calling the Storyteller." Hoozuki informs his group while proceeding to do as much, simply content with the long mission he was given finally coming to an end.

~Not Too Long In The Present Time~

The scene shows just outside of the Sugarcube Corner, and sitting at a table together Aristidis, Louise, Charlotte, Kirche, Tiffania, and Henrietta with Agnes, along with the woman that was found, Matilda, with both the Queen, and the Captain Of The Musketeers in the meantime looking all around them with great interest and amazement at everything and everypony, due to being their first time entering a world of the Tome.

Before that, hugs were exchanged between the green-haired woman and the blonde half-elf, especially precious because of the time they spent apart.

And after goodwill was established from both the Storyteller and his party, making any remaining concerns and fears Matilda had cease completely, she was seated for a good cup of coffee, and possibly chocolate, and was about to tell them of her full experience here. "After I fell inside the Tome, I was greeted by that chatty pink pony, Pinkie Pie, which was quite the experience on its own. The moment I realized I was inside of what I could understand as one of the Tome's worlds, I tried to flee as far as I could, thinking of what the Storyteller might do to me once getting ahold of me, but no matter where I went, that pony was every time at each stop, as if teleporting, and going on and on about the Ponyville town, her friends and more. It was maddening! Eventually, and seeing how I apparently lost my wand on that first fall, I gave up. But, where I expected to be locked up, I was instead given a tour once back in the town, and even got introduced to, well, pretty much everypony, like they say for some reason instead of everyone, not to mention being given my wand back once found, which was taken by some foals to be used for swordplay like I was pretty much told. I was thinking at first of all that friendliness I was shown, along with the fact nopony appeared to have been told who I was, was nothing but a facade, being in enemy territory and that I could be betrayed at any moment and all, which was a logical thought knowing my past. For the most part, I was staying with the pony-sized purple and winged unicorn, I think Alicorn the right term she said is, Twilight Sparkle, on that big oak and literal treehouse/library, which was actually ruined at some point of Equestria's history, but can be accessed by using the very memory of the past to bring it at its original state, cause Tome-Logic apparently. She was a rather odd one, and so invested with my unique to her magic, that I had to go through her many, strange experiments. She was frankly scary at times. The orange pony, Applejack, was having me help her and her family around their apple farm, which was not that easy, since picking multiple apples with magic is not exactly something I had to train for before, but they still appreciated my efforts, earning both my pay, and apples. The fact they use golden coins as the basic currency, surprises me to this day. Anyway, the white pony, Rarity, was much nicer than she was appearing to be, not mentioning generous, even if hyperbolic, going as far as to take my measures and make me a very impressive green dress as a welcoming gift. Oh, also that smallish purple dragon of Twilight Sparkle's, Spike, almost every time he was seeing her, was changing into his adult form to try and impress her, which must be a Tome-Logic thing just like with the treehouse as I understood. It was both funny and surreal to me. The yellow pony-sized pegasus, Fluttershy, was having me help from time to time with the animals she was responsible for, and was such a precious sweetheart of a pony that at one point I unconscious gave her a hug. Then I met her very special friend, and spirit of chaos and disharmony, Discord, who I still have a hard time believing is one of the good guys with such a name and title, and by the Founder, he was as random as the bodyparts he was made of, not mentioning that learning how he turned good made my adoration for Fluttershy even greater. The blue pony-sized pegasus was sure a bold one, and arrogant enough to remind me of the Storyteller, being apparently the fastest of them all, but once I saw her causing with her flying speed that rainbow explosion in the sky, I understood it was not all talk in the end. And I thought her rainbow mane was majestic. The pink pony, Pinkie Pie, the chatty one I mentioned before, is the reason I work right here, having introduced me to the family that owes this nice establishment. Rarity even made me the lovely apron I wear, since working without a proper one was just not sitting right with her. Honestly, I had her for a completely crazy pony, but she has proven to just be overly passionate about what she does, and means well, even if pushy most of the time. In general, I was doing many more different chores and jobs provided by the town's ponies who wanted some extra help, and so I can provide the necessary for myself. And that, along with the occasional trips around the land of Equestria with mostly the six of the first ponies, was truly something special, and greatly changed my overall view on things. I... I had the most pleasant adventure of my life here- what else can I say?"

The memories she made here causes the group listening to utter with amazement, and feeling great for her.

The green-haired woman turns her attention mainly at Aristidis now, her expression somewhat apologetic. "All of them talked highly of you, and not in a mind-controlled manner like I expected them to. Which made me understand that just like them, you too meant well back then. I feel like such a big idiot for speaking to you in the way I did."

"Eh, I had worse thown at my face, do not worry too much about it." He tells her with a shrug.

"Still, don't expect me to just agree on becoming your woman like the rest, I won't change my mind on that." Matilda tells him while pointing a serious finger at Aristidis, before her face relaxes, and with a heartwarming smile bows her head to him. "But, thank you wholeheartedly for taking care of Tiffania in my stead."

"You are welcome, and very well, I will not pressure you more about it than I already did." The mouthless Storyteller tells her reassuringly, and then his face turns seductive as he lowers his head to place the chin over his hands while supported by the arms for the moment. "Although, in case you eventually change mind, know that I will not say no to accepting you as part of this little harem of mine."

As everyone sweat drops at his known, ridiculous insistence, Tiffania with a smile focuses back on Matilda. "In any case, I look so forward to have you back and closer than ever. It will almost be like old-"

"Actually..." The green-haired woman interrupts while appearing a bit reluctant about. "I would prefer it better if I stayed for some more onto this world."

With that causing confusion to most, Matilda lifts both her hands toward them to let explain herself. "Don't get me wrong, I'd love to be back with you, and now with the rest too, but..." She sighs melancholically after a small pause, and looks downward. "Honestly I'm for once happy and at peace where I am, and telling me to return where I will be reminded of my struggles, makes me feel awful. Sick even."

The group feels a bit bad for her, knowing how her story went back in Halkeginia.

It is understood that living here in Equestria is like a paradise, and nearly no one would want to abandon that for something less than ideal.

"I believe in the peace you're bringing onto Halkeginia. Heck, I actually want front seat when it will be signed to become official." Matilda admits, and in a sense demands while looking forward to specifically that want of hers being realized, as she looks back at him normally, before showing a wishful face. "But before I can make my return, I want first to be sure that it changed in the way you promised, so I will look at all of it, and say that the past is no longer here to haunt me. That I can truly rest easy where I'm to settle, be it back in the palace of Albion, or anywhere, really."

Her expression then turns hopeful. "Is that too much to ask for?"

Aristidis looks at the rest, who look back at him while thoughtful of the matter, before each giving him a nod of the head with a smile, causing him to make a genial expression of his own as he turns his attention on Matilda once more. "Consider your wish fullfilled, Matilda. You may stay in Equestria until that day comes, which do not expect to take me long, with my full power back and all. Not that visits will still not be allowed even after that, though."

A big smile forms onto the green-haired woman's face, glad to hear as much. "Thank you so much for your understanding and generosity! All of you."

"And you will also not have to worry about your criminal records, for once I return back to Tristain, you may consider your name officially cleared." Henrietta proudly states, which causes utterings of impressiveness by most for her own act of goodwill.

Charlotte was not seeing it the same way while thinking more carefully of the matter, though. "Considering she was under the name Fouquet, and not using her real one, there is no actual reason to really bother with clearing the name of a person that does not exist. No?"

Hearing out her point, they understand how right she is, which makes Henrietta sweat drop a bit out of embarrassment, for it's not just that she didn't consider the fact, but because she was mostly using that show of goodwill as a way of appealing to Aristidis better, so he may see her in a more elevated manner.

Charlotte herself saw that, which in turn was the main reason she made the Fouquet-point, as a way to raise her own worth over the Queen's, since when it comes to competition in love, she will do everything needed to be on top.

"The thought is still appreciated, your Highness, worry not." The Storyteller tells to Henrietta with a somewhat amused face, wanting to alleviate her little embarrassment, which is effective enough.

Tiffania turns to him with a smile, both hands placed together. "Aristidis, will it be alright for me to stay here along with Matilda for a few days?"

"Want to catch up with your childhood friend and ex-caretaker, hm?" Aristidis questions playfully with a raised eyebrow, before his expression turns joyous. "Sure you can, my dear! And you know what, our presence is not bound to be needed in the middle of Halkeginia's night, so we might as well all stay here for a few hours ourselves. Have a BIG celebration in Canterlot for our long awaited Matilda-Reunion!"

As the rest proceed chatter positively about it among themselves, he leans quickly next to Louise, catching her curious attention that way. "Which reminds me of our first meeting, my adorableness, since I was planning to have the Alicorn Princess Celestia herself take us both for that one flight to the skies above, before switching the choice with that Giant Eagle due to my unexpected lack of power."

The pink-haired girl's eyes widen in response while turning her head toward him, what he said surprising her greatly. "You were planning to have me use royalty as my ride back then?!"

"Like I most likely said back then, she would not mind in the slightest." The mouthless Storyteller simply states, much to mostly the pink-haired girl's disbelief.

His excessiveness in anything is like always something out of this-THEIR world!

"Oh-" Louise utters upon remembering that moment of something important. "By the way, Aristidis, so you are surely informed, since I can't know whether you have already learned about it through one of your Tome-Personnel or not, the ceremony for his Holiness's third anniversary of ascent, was decided to be held in the city Aquileia."

Aristidis's expression turns happy as he puts a hand upon his chin to contemplate about. "Much appreciated, sweetheart, I indeed was not paying attention for said detail, or for anything that was not your own safety, that is."

That's when his eyes widen enough to almost cover his entire face, realizing something after saying that.

"DARN IT!" The pitch-black Storyteller exclaims while slamming both hands upon the table, causing the cups and glasses upon it to flip once and land perfectly on the same position, both startling and amazing the rest of the group, and after a small pause, he speaks of what exactly bothered him. "I forgot to play the appropriate music at that one finale point while on the elven capital. What a missed chance to inspire more awe within the hearts of the masses..."

Everyone looks at him for a moment, and then slowly begin to laugh at his ridiculousness, finding it amusing, while in the meantime he was remaining irritated with himself where he was sitting.

~Not That Long After~Outside Of The Great Cathedral Of Romalia~

While the main cast was busy celebrating inside the Tome, with said Tome possibly being in a very secret and well-guarded place currently, two figures under the cover of the night and cloaks can be seen moving with quick movements toward the Great Cathedral, and even capable of jumping at great heights, till eventually reaching a specific point near the top of the building.

The larger of the two, chants a spell, which then tears open a big hole in the wall for them to pass through.

The shorter, skinnier man through the opening of the hood is blond, with slitted eyes, and a seemingly constant smile on the face, while the larger, and more serious-looking man is tanned in skin, with what appears to be red warpaint that extends in four vertical lines over each eye, sandy-colored hair and sideburns, and ring-shaped earrings.

What they entered in the way they did, is a Treasure Vault, filled with unique and valuable items and more.

And as they look around carefully, it's obvious they haven't come here to steal just anything, but something specific that they know is here.

It doesn't take long for a very familiar mirror to be found by the big man who takes it in his hands. "The Founder's Round Mirror. This is definitely it."

As he puts it properly inside a sack that was on his person, the shorter guy looks around at the other items with that smile of his. "Shall we swipe some other goodies while we're at it? They might sell for a pretty price."

The large one turns toward his associate, his expression unceasingly serious. "Don't touch anything that's not part of the job."

"Eeh, I knew you'd say that, brother." The shorter one responds with slight disappointment.

Once they were done with this, the two step outside, and just as fast as they've come, they run through the capitol's darkness toward somewhere, without anyone noticing them, or their illicit act.

Except for a specific trio that flies at a great height above the city, of robotic nature, with wings of metal coming from their backs, in the colors of white, black, and yellow, with each having a black visor displaying half their upper face.

The FIRST one, and seemingly the leader of the group, has neon-yellow eyes, silver hair in twin pigtails and tied with black ribbons, wears a black headband adorned with five light bulbs, and has a thin black tail ending in a large syringe containing some kind of yellowish liquid, the SECOND one much like the previous also has neon-yellow eyes, but a silver bob cut instead, and an oddly, yet quite impressive, thick bosom, and the same black headband with five sections of lights and the same, syringe-type tail, with the THIRD one having the same neon-yellow eyes, but short silver hair parted to the left, the same black headband with five light bulbs on, and a long black tail ending in a large syringe. After his head was destroyed by Uzi's railgun, one of his headband lights was colored red, which reverted to yellow after his system rebooted thanks to J slapping him in the head. He wears a black winter coat with a fur collar and a black pilot hat. [J, V, and N from Murder Drones]

"We have them in our sight." J informs with two fingers upon the side of her head as she and her team fly in secret after the two thieves.

N proceeds to put two of his own fingers at the side of his head, confused about something. "Um, Storyteller, buddy, are you sure you don't want us to apprehend them?"

"Or kill them?" V adds her own question with seemingly murderous enthusiasm, much to N's concern.

"No, no." Aristidis answers while the scene changes and begins to slowly zoom out as it shows him walking in an open space of some type, his glee obvious as he then sees through a hologram that is projected through his eyes not far in front of his face the faces of the two thieves his Tome-Subjects follow. "For them to just break in and steal something so important, means it is part of the Pope's admited, secret plan. Only keep an eye on them for now, learn and keep me informed of any other possible associates, and information in general, and later I will see how should we approach the situation that is arising. Toodles!"

After finishing the telepathic call, and the holographic projection dissolving, the scene shows him walking through a road of the great city of Canterlot, along with his named group, together with the Mane Six, and the Alicorn sisters and rulers of the said city, princess Celestia and Luna.

Louise was currently sweat dropping while giving him a look. "At least this time you have not let us in the dark about cases like this."

She then looks in front of her once more, showing her now mild disbelief. "I still cannot believe how two-faced our Pope was, not mentioning how Kremant is not the goodness we though he was all this time."

"To be fair about the latter, the menacing grin with the sharp teeth and overall appearance, were quite the obvious giveaway as to what he was all about. And I unfortunately expected as much." The pitch-black Storyteller states with a small shrug of the shoulders, and expresses the last part with a sweat drop of his own.

"Those two from the images you have shown..." Charlotte trails off as she draws attention on her while walking, appearing to know the thieves of the Founder's mirror. "They are known as the Elemental Siblings. A group of four from a Gallian Knight Order called Nord Parterre."

Aristidis snaps his fingers out of satisfactory realization. "I have read about them! They are rather infamous, with dirty work being what they excel at. Quite contradicting given their knightly status."

"And I used to be one of them." The blue-haired girl tells them, which makes them all stop where they are to turn and look at her, before she looks down to the side out of awkwardness. "Not proud of it."

"It is alright, my cute glasses." The Storyteller comforts her with a genial expression while moving close to bring an arm around her waist, and move a finger from the other hand to slide upon the top of one of her glasses, causing her to smile and blush in response. "We understand it being an order by your vile uncle of a king. To which I also sent a letter about the World Peace plan, and he better change mind soon about going against it, else I kid you not, I will have his head... In a bad way I mean, of course."

"A-Aristidis!" The pink-haired girl exclaims flustered as soon as she understands innuendo at the last part there.

"What? I specified my intention, did I not?" Aristidis rhetorically asks with a playful wink of the eye, making most of the group laugh amused at the little exchange, while Louise tries her best to not let his lewdly smart-a*s attitude get the better of her, for she is very close to using a spell to blow up that a*s of his.

The entire group continued normally their little tour in Canterlot, proceeded to move out to some more locations in Equestria, and in general enjoyed their time, whether inside or out of the Tome, until the time to move out of the Romalian Capitol was here, for the day of the important ceremony of the Pope.

~At Aquileia~

Morning it is, as the scene shifts to the city Aquileia, a Venice lookalike, with canals for boats and all, making it a uniquely beautiful example of a city.

Our main cast consisting of Aristidis, Louise, Charlotte, Kirche, along with Queen Henrietta, were seated at a table on an elevated place outside of a high class Inn, and while encircled for their protection by a number of Musketeers and Oblivion Guards, along with the Musketeer Captain Agnes, of course, where they enjoy their drinks, their treats, and the extra company of a well-built, muscular mam somewhere in his early or mid-forties, with larger-than-average chin, a purple head-cowl, and a futuristic suit of mostly white, green and purple that covers him from the torso and down. [Buzz Lightyear from Buzz Lightyear Of Star Command]

The pitch-black Storyteller seemed to be currently telling of a specific point in the Space Ranger Captain's story/past, and feels quite amused while doing so. "And while down and losing the duel, Zurg reveals to Buzz that he is the latter's father... Which gave the opening needed to allow the former to punch the latter off him, and stumble off the platform to hang for dear life there, before the former mock him on how he fell for such a ruse."

"I still can't believe I actually fell for it!" Buzz exclaims upset while striking once somewhat strongly the part of the table before him with the underside of his fist, with the rest smiling awkwardly at how shameful he is about the already spoken fact.

Aristidis draws attention on himself again. "To be fair, I too was surprised when I first read that part, due to how much of a classic that trope is, but once seeing what he did there soon after, I felt silly for even proceeding to consider it as valid."

That makes everyone laugh lightly out of amusement, finding it rather relatable, for they too would fall for it.

The Storyteller turns his head toward the Queen. "I will be honest, it is surprising to see you spend so much time with us recently, your Majesty."

Henrietta smiles. "Well, my presence is not required by his Holiness for anything of importance, so I use this unexpected freedom of mine to spend with the more than excellent company anyone could ask for in Halkeginia."

"Appreciate the comment of praise, please continue if you have more." Aristidis tells her, earning him a few more laughs like previously, only for his face then to turn neutral. "No seriously, I can hardly live without being praised, so I would like to hear more if possible."

And that's when everyone sweat drops, with the laughs turning awkward due to the known show of excessive pride he possesses.

The Storyteller then turns with a genial face toward Charlotte. "Anyway, my blue-headed cuteness, I recently came upon a book that was reading about how Rhyme Dragons are capable at a certain age to both take on human forms AND speak like one. And your Sylphid is one such dragon. So..."

"You are NOT having her, Aristidis." Charlotte tells him seriously while giving him a mean look, as the rest understand much to their mild surprise what is this about.

"What? I simply pointed out the information." Aristidis states, before raising a playful eyebrow. "What kind of pervert do you take me for?"

"The kind that wouldn't mind having any intelligent being as part of his harem, so long as they are good enough to his eyes, even to the point it can be considered literal bestiality." She blandly answers.

The mouthless Storyteller lifts a finger up. "But, can it really be considered bestiality if she is capable of-"

The blue-haired girl interrupts him there, and at the last part raises a hand while looking at the rest. "She is also practically a little sister to me, so I will put her under the no-relative-of-the-harem's-member rule. Everyone in favor say I."

"I." Everyone responds while raising their hands in agreement with different feelings each, minus Henrietta's party and the Storyteller's Tome-Personnel who either don't know if they should respond to this themselves, or simply don't have a say in the matter considering the latter group.

"Go~d darn it, I really wanted a dragon-waifu." Aristidis says dejected due to his want being rejected.

Something then gets a reaction out of him suddenly, and puts two fingers at the side of his head, as the rest watch curiously. "Yeah? Ah, ok, ok, thank you very much, Mewtwo."

The mouthless Storyteller lowers the hand, and signs them with both to lean closer to him, wanting to whisper something in secret. "Do not look. The four are somewhat keeping an eye on us right now as we speak."

The rest somewhat tense up in response on their seats, with the scene shows for the moment people people just at the floor below, as there is a mix of seriousness and laxness in their small group, with the two who have been seen before being the big tanned, shirtless-now and muscular man, and the shorter blond, smiley guy who is now wearing a simple uniform matched with a black hat and a feather that could easily make him appear like a musketeer from Earth's children stories, along with the other two of their team which are a girl with light-violet, long hair, and wearing a mostly black and white goth-looking dress with a matching headband and side-ribbon, and lastly a blond, young boy, who is wearing a black cloak over his clothing, which could easily let him pass on as a student in a junior magic academy.

"But, that is not what the call I just received was about." Aristidis tells his group while the scene moves back to them, his expression turning mildly mischievous. "Their plan was officially uncovered by one of my Mind-Reading Tome-Personnel, which gives us the green light to make use of a plan I was thinking about just for the case they attempted to do what they will now obviously attempt to do."

"Just as expected of our love!" Kirche exclaims quietly to show both her enthusiasm and adoration for him.

"With your full power back, I can only imagine what you might have in store for this one, Aristidis." Louise admits with seemingly mild excitement, not wanting to reveal the full extent of it like most of the group currently does.

The pitch-black Storyteller rubs both his hands, along with two more which he makes just for the saud action, as he proceeds to tell them about the plan. "It is a special one, trust me on that."

He relaxes his posture while the extra set of arms move back inside his skin. "The ceremony for the third anniversary of his Holiness's ascent will be held at the great cathedral nearby, which both Tiffania and you, Louise, decided in the end to not take part to, after the former proven to not be the trustworthy, holy leader you thought he was. Except that you will actually take part to the ceremony."

While that causes the mild confusion of the rest, he lifts a finger with a gleeful face. "In a sense, that is."

~Hours Later~At The Ceremony~

The time was here, as the closed, iron gates are swarming with people who want to take a closer look, and mainly Oblivion Guards who try to keep them under order.

And with an event like that, how could any religious follower stay calm.

The third anniversary of his Holiness's ascent was beginning, as both Pope Vittorio and all members taking direct part in the ceremony were proceeding to their positions, with Louise and Tiffania being part of it as well, each in priestess uniform and all.

The Storyteller didn't lose the time to take pictures of his two ladies, making obvious to like how much the priestly uniform suits them.

The event moves on without issues, and the girls split as the pink-haired girl repositions moves along with the rest of the priestesses into an area of the church where they can rest safely and chat about.

A girl in commoner clothing and light-violet hair then walks in all of a sudden, asking specifically for Louise to offer blessing to the former's exhausted mother, while also telling they are commoners of Valliere territory, to which the latter agrees to immediately, and with near-theatrical dramatism, which the commoner girl finds odd at first, but decides to not think much about it as she leads the pink-haired girl off the building and away.

After walking for a bit, they reach an empty-of-people space, where a woman covered completely by a dirty cloak and hood is seen seated on a bench.

When Louise approaches the supposed girl's mother and touches her shoulder, the mother proves to be a crafted decoy that begins to fall apart almost as soon, with the commoner girl taking the opportunity to slice the pink-haired girl on the hand with a knife, before removing the commoner clothes to reveal her gothic ones underneath, showing herself to be one of the four from before under disguise, just as the former falls unconscious where she stood in a very dramatic manner, seemingly being drugged by a substance of some sort that was on the knife's blade.

With that done, Sheffield comes out of hiding, orders the light-violet-haired girl to leave, the latter eventually doing so by jumping at a building's wall and straight onto the rooftop of the next, and the pale woman takes grabs the unconscious Louise, before teleporting away.

At a fair distance from there, the blond, smiley guy with the slit-eyes was waiting upon a rooftop while watching a road, till the goth-dressed girl gets his attention as she jumps close to where he is.

"Job's done?" He asks.

"The job is done, brother Leuleu." She responds with a smile, and then proceeds to amusingly contemplate on it. "It was much easier to trick her than I thought. She was also much more of a drama queen, oddly enough."

Hearing that causes her brother to consider it, mild confusion obvious in his face. "It WAS quite easy indeed."

The sister utters a small chuckle as she looks at him in a teasing manner. "What's with the face? I didn't have you for a guy to worry over anything."

The blond guy turns fully to her. "I mean, didn't the girl belong to a super powerful whatever-he-is, with many guards, armies, and such? I'm not one not to enjoy easy money, but shouldn't have this been, you know, more of an actual challenge?"

The light-violet-haired girl proceeds to actually think about it herself. "True, actually. Where WERE the guards meant to be in the way?"

"Prese~nt!" A girl's voice exclaims playfully from behind them, where they immediately turn alarmed to see standing there with both hands behind the hips a girl with maroon-colored hair that are tied to a really long braid, and wearing black Gothic, somewhat revealing clothing, with matching shorts, and a star shaped gap symbol on the chest-part. [Mea from To Love-Ru]

Just before they can even question about, a different one with blonde, long hair, similar but a lot less revealing clothing, and more stoic, comes swooping down from above, and using a giant hand formed by her hair, and grabs the light violet-haired girl by the face and head while forcing her off the building and down. [Yami, also from To Love-Ru]

"Jeanette!" Her brother exclaims rather worried, before hastily proceeding to defend himself from Mea's incoming attack by unsheathing his blade, as both his sword and her end of the braid that is formed into a blade clash against one another, only for a fast low-kick of hers to force him off his feet, which was followed-up by a spinning, horizontal strike of her strong braid straight to the face, sending him off the building that way, with her as soon jumping off to go after him.

While that was taking place, at a different road of a fair distance from there, the scene shows the big, muscular and tanned member of the team, along with the blond boy, waiting as they keep watch, while possibly waiting for the other two of their group as well.

The small one took a red apple out of his person to take a bite from, but just as he was about to, the apple suddenly begins radiating with orange energy, causing him to panic and throw it away while leaping backward next to his much bigger comrade, who also got alarmed by the whole case as he steps forward with a mace at the ready. "Stay back!"

The moment the now radiated apple falls upon the ground, it quickly transforms into an average-sized, greenish humanoid, that appears like a combination between a humanoid bug and amphibian, with glasses over his eyes, and a bluish business uniform complete with a round hat, and with a black suitcase in one hand, and a rather serious look on his face. [Maledictus T. Maggot from Wunschpunsch]

"Good evening." Maggot greets formally while lifting for the moment his hat with a hand, revealing his snail-looking two antennae.

Just as the two in front of him were about to react in some way, he zaps them both with an orange ray, transforming each into an apple that has their still moving face on, before proceeding to casually pick them off the ground, placing his suitcase down for it to open, and then stepping inside it to be magically absorbed there with them, with the said suitcase closing again and vanishing from sight.

The scene cuts back to where we left off, as Yami had already Jeanette's mouth and limbs binded thought her fully controlled blonde hair in the middle of the road, with the latter struggling to unsuccessfully free herself where she stood, just as the blond, slit-eyed guy was falling backward toward their location, only to be casually caught by the former's hair and be binded in the same manner together with his sister, now both struggling unsuccessfully to free themselves, while Mea lands expertly right next to her own sister.

Almost as soon, the business bug-looking man appears on the opposite side close to them, and tosses the two apples in his hands at the binded duo while beginning to radiate like before, with both being binded by the blonde, stoic girl's hair the moment they turn back to their original form like the rest.

With that done, the pitch-black form of Aristidis comes walking from the side and out of nowhere with both hands behind the back, and stops in front of them with a smug expression on his face. "I would proceed to introduce myself, but I believe I am more than known to bother."

Seeing him present, and understanding better the seriousness of their situation, the smaller member of their quartet attempts hard to reach for something in his person, but once he actually does so, he realizes much to his shock THAT something is missing.

"Looking for these?" A voice asks, and right next to Maggot, and holding a special-looking trumpet and other seemingly magic items, is seen standing a guy with short black hair, with both pointy, short ears pierced, who wears on his hands gold rings, with an outfit that is a tattered black shirt underneath a jacket, and pants. [Andro M. Jazz from Mairimashita! Iruma-Kun]

"Sorry, they are ours now." The guy tells them mischievously, having somehow stolen every important item in their possession.

"And really, I only summoned him to do so just to be safe, since your rather unique alchemical items you posses and the way they are made are not as much of a common knowledge as one would expect, details about said subject were not included in the many books I have read, strangely enough." The mouthless Storyteller explains with some annoyance at the end, and then steps to the side while looking behind at someone. "But, even if you still had them and ready for use, would they still be able to be used with this one blocking the magic in the area?"

While saying that, the scene moves to show holding a card with the image of the Fool in his hand, a smiling young man with long black hair tied into a low ponytail with a red hair tie, a messy fringe across his forehead, who is wearing an outfit consisting of a white half-sleeved shirt with a loose red tie and black pants with a gold trim at the seams, with accompanying black dress shoes and black laced white gloves. [Glenn Radars from Akashic Records Of Bastard Magic Instructor]

As the man puts back his card, Aristidis looks back at the captured quartet with some amusement. "Well, for everyone but my group, that is, since I can tamper freely with the rules and all."

"Are you absolutely SURE you're not a magic deity of some kind?" Glenn asks him with a sweat drop, unwilling to see him differently upon learning and witnessing facts like this.

The two of the apprehended quartet, which were directly involved and had knowledge of Louise's capture, think of how ridiculously prepared the Storyteller was for them, and begin to wonder about how they could capture the Void mage considering all this.

But as they were thinking that, a very well-known group approaches the rest, with the said quartet being utterly surprised that one of them is Louise in her usual clothing, along with the rest of the girls, minus Tiffania and Henrietta with her guards, while she specifically is looking at the former ones with her arms folded and a serious expression, with Charlotte and Kirche feeling cheeky, while Siesta herself feels a bit bad for them.

The two have absolutely no idea how this is even possible, but understand better now the fact that this was a trap they fell straight into.

"You four have a lot to answer for." The pink-haired girl tells them while narrowing her eyes some more, the seriousness never leaving her face.

"Exactly as you say, my precious-" The pitch-black Storyteller begins lovingly, only to stop halfway as he takes a better look at the light-violet-haired girl that is part of the binded quartet, his eyes wide open for a short moment, while everyone's attention moves on him in response.

He signs with a Yami to remove the part of the hair covering the girl's mouth, which she does so, as he approaches said girl, his expression now rather seductive while looking at her, before stopping to bend down enough for his face to be in front and close to hers. "Hello there, interesting-looking and quite charming lady. May I have your name?"

Jeanette seeing the look on his face, and feeling the odd intensity behind it, makes her experience a fear she never imagined possible, like there is a predator in front of her and about to devour her in an instant, which causes her as a result to quickly exclaim the following while leaning as backward as she can. "I like girls!"

There is naught but silence for a moment there after yelling that, and then Aristidis turns around while strongly stomping the ground with his foot out of obvious frustration.

"Gosh darn it, not again!" He yells in his disbelief while doing so, with the rest sweat dropping while looking at him, before raising one finger toward their way, and another close to the end of the following line. "If I had a nickel for every time a lady admitted of being attracted by the same gender after trying my luck with her, I would have two nickels- which is not much, but it is odd, and especially unbelievable that it happened twice." He ends by face-palming himself while leaning his covered face upon the pink-haired girl's shoulder, who proceeds with a bored expression to pat his back a few times with a hand in a comforting manner, while shaking her head to show how tired he is with his usual attempt to seduce yet another bad girl/woman.

In the meantime, the maroon-haired girl with the braid was about to move in with both hands raised forward, and seemingly touch in some way the restrained Jeanette, the former's face especially playful while at it, but is almost immediately stopped by her blonde sister's arm, being moved in the way and drawing her disappointed attention, as the latter shakes her head disapprovingly at her, not wanting to ridicule herself with her antics now of all times.

The mouthless Storyteller removes himself from the pink-haired girl while spinning toward the binded quartet with his arms folded, standing upright, composed, and serious, which greatly concerns the four like before. "I believe being in the situation you are, should make you have an idea of what comes next."

"WRONG!" He yells while sticking the side of his face and wide open eye right in front of the slit-eyed guy's face almost as soon as he finishes saying the previous line, causing especially that one to feel very distressed about, before moving himself back to his original position again. "For the following interrogation will be nothing like you lot have witnessed and/or experienced before. And you are expected to be honest, else it will be the biggest mistake of your lives. Where that mistake will send you to, you ask? I will tell you where- STRAIGHT TO COMMORR-"

Aristidis begins with immense seriousness, only to immediately relax his expression as he stops himself and putting a finger upon his forehead. "You know, I have been using that Warhammer 40k location as the most horrible situation and threat way too much lately. I should give the honor to another, in-a-sense similar example. And since Momonga is present to give me the idea- Neuronist, you are up."

After saying that, a figure raises from below and in front of the muscular tanned man, with its appearance making the former the moment he notices it to be filled with both revulsion and terror, with the feeling increasing as the thing almost as soon begins to affectionately caress his face with a hand.

The being has a huge, grey bloated body with tentacles, heavy makeup, and very long fingers with sharp inch-long nails with nail polish, and wears a black leather outfit akin to a dominatrix. [Neuronist Painkill from the Anime Overlord]

"Gladly for a friend of the Supreme Beings!" Neuronist responds happily, before moving in to hug all four of the restrained team, who now all share the revulsion and horror the big guy experiences, with Yami feeling rather uncomfortable her hair being touched by the former, even if unintentionally due to it being what restrains the four and all. "I will take excellent care of each and every one of them."

The Storyteller leans in front of them with a smug expression. "Now is the being hugging you a man, a woman? The answer might surprise you."

The bloated corpse-being looks at him. "Don't you know? I identify as-"

"No, no." Aristidis cuts the being off while moving instantly next to it and putting a finger upon its grotesque face for the moment. "Let it be a surprise for the end- let them on keep guessing. You know how humans can be, after all."

"Aah, right, right, we can try that." Neuronist states while clasping both its hands together in understanding, with the scene now showing Aristidis's group, not the Tome-Group, being quite disturbed by what awaits the infamous knights, and despite what they technically did, the main girls still hope it will not be too bad for them.

"Here is the list of questions, and I wish you fun in the case they lie." The pitch-black Storyteller tells while handing Neuronist the paper, and then takes the Tome from behind him to throw forth, which opens and magically stops itself in midair before resizing its entirety enough for its bottom to touch the ground, turning it into a squared, glowing gateway, as the Tome-Subjects begin to walk toward it while moving along the binded quartet. "Now into the book, all of you, and I will come check on your progress later. Ta-ta!"

Once the last of them enter through the enlarged Tome, it shrinks back to its original size while returning back into the Storyteller's hold, and closes it on his own, as his girls approach.

"We already know what their mission was, so is this even necessary, dear?" Siesta asks him, feeling like he is being too cruel for no reason.

Aristidis proceeds to explain himself genially for the beginning. "True, but I want to test how well those ones understand their situation. If they are honest, no harm will come their way, and I shall have Tome-People look after their past crimes to decide if there is space for reparations. Now if they instead choose to lie about what is already known, then too bad for them." He finishes with a shrug, causing the rest to look at one another, a conflicting mix of concern and understanding being shared by all, unsure if it's the necessary thing to happen or not.

The mouthless Storyteller spins around with a flip of his luxurious, twinkling cape, and looks with a very gleeful expression ahead. "Now, let us go inform her Majesty and the Pope about the first part of the plan being under way."

~Hours Later~At The Borders Between Romalia And Gallia~

It was the time. The time of the day where sun just went below the horizon for the night to take place, as a great, Gallian fleet of flying warships awaits barely within their borders, facing a relatively equal force of similar nature of Romalia that awaits at their own borders, both at a safe distance, seeing what action the other will eventually take.

Within his commanding ship, King Joseph of Gallia, along with his Familiar Sheffield and that stranger in the full brown cloak, were having a little dialog with the recently awakened, and still restrained Louise.

"You lie to yourself greatly, if your corruptiveness believes I shall help your EVIL ways anyhow!" The supposed Louise yells with much of pride at them from where she lays, and then turns her head pompously to the side with closed eyes. "Now untie me, so the Storyteller, my eternal love, will not be given yet another reason in not sending the both of you straight into oblivion, or worse."

"My, our little lady just woke up, and already shows quite the audacious spirit." Sheffield remarks while amused by the girl's attempt to frighten them.

King Joseph takes a step toward Louise, his smile as sure and sinister as always. "Calm yourself, young lady. There is no need for concern. I would not mistreat-"

"You already do so by keeping me here against my will, fool in king's attire!" The supposed pink-haired girl quickly interrupts while turning to look at him annoyed. "I would untie myself to step forth and give you a well-deserved slap to the face, if I did not have in mind of the fact that my bindings are the type that prevents magic, which there is no way they are not, given my own feared magic, and the risk in you using anything less in this situation."

Sheffield and King Joseph look at each other, thinking of how lucky they are the girl's own overthinking saved them from trouble they didn't take into consideration.

The pale woman then moves close to her, and with a hand lifts her by the priestly fabric of the chest area to bring her face close to hers, the former's expression now that of bold seriousness. "If you understand your situation, then you better start showing-"

The supposed Louise interrupts with a bold laughs as she raises an eyebrow. "Respect toward you? How about you learn your own place first, you metal band-looking w*nch." She says just before slapping her face using her pink hair with a snapping movement of the head, which even if not really harmful, it was still enough to startle the woman.

Who took great offence to that, along with the insult, as she raises a hand, ready to slap the girl. "Why you-"

"Sheffield." The Gallian King calmly calls for her, making his Familiar realize herself, as she soon after unhands the girl, causing her to fall back down onto her backside, before walking away with much of newfound hate for said girl.

He turns his attention on the supposed Louise as he steps right in front of her, the bold smile back on his face. "You may resist all you need, but I will have you join me in what I plan to do, nevertheless. For you will witness with this incompetent king hell on this world, the likes no one considered human could bring."

The supposed pink-haired girl raises her head pompously to the side. "Giving yourself too much credit there. My incredible man has beaten you more times than I can recall. Whatever you have within your sick mind, it will fail like every other plan before. Simple as."

"Then let us see who is right." King Joseph tells her, and then turns to walk back to where he was. "Sheffield, begin the preparations."

"Yes, Master Joseph." Sheffield respectfully responds, as she moves close once more, bringing along with her the stolen Founder's Round Mirror.

She crouches before the girl, the mirror in front of the latter's face, as the former with a sinister smile activates the Familiar rune on her forehead to use the other special power inside the mirror.

The Gallian King looks with half an eye at the stranger who was currently sitting in a relaxed manner upon a chair, the legs upon the table there. "Is that creation of yours-"

"Trust me, the Tsar Bomba waiting just at the front outside, will work as intended." He interrupts him while explaining, with the scene moving for the moment where surrounded by many Gargoyles is a gigantic, thermonuclear aerial bomb, big enough to dwarf even them. "Throw the little one over the city, and everything dies faster than you can say Brimir's name. Gonna need to distract the enemy in front of you, though. Don't want them to see and strike it early, ending your career right there."

As the scene moves back to him, he turns his head to the king curiously. "You're not having second thoughts all of a sudden, do you?"

The Gallian King grins cockily at that. "Of course not. I want to see it in action possibly as much as you do."

The pale woman gasps that moment as she draws attention on her, realizing something. "How is this..."

"What is the matter?" King Joseph asks her, his eyes narrowing slightly on response to the understanding of an unexpected problem.

"The mirror is unable to find the Explosion spell, or any other at all." Sheffield explains with much of disbelief as she turns to him. "It's almost as if she had no magic to begin with."

"Who said this one has any at all?" Aristidis asks cheekily while the scene reveals him suddenly standing right behind of Joseph, pulling their surprised attention on him, and then looks at the supposed Louise. "You have trulyproven yourself once more one of THE best actors in my Tome's history, my friend."

After saying that, the other two look at her, just before she stands up with a smile, and with a quick spin turns brown while throwing around small pieces of mud-like substance, along with the bindings themselves, only to stop and reveal in her place a tall being made-out of clay with yellow eyes, and crooked, yellow teeth. [Clayface from Harley Quinn]

"And that was the perfectionist of an actor that is Clayface, dear and not audience. In the role of Louise Francoise Le Blanc De La Valliere. Hostage in the worst hands possible, and yet still with a will stronger than the very chains she was binded with! A~nd bow." Clayface narrates his role, and then bows gracefully as soon as he finishes.

The mouthless Storyteller begins to clap his hands with much of enthusiasm while approaching him, as the rest just stand there watching somewhat bewildered.

When he stops in front of him, both proceed to shake each other's hand.

"Thank you very much once more for agreeing to this." Aristidis tells him.

"The least I could do, my friend. Especially after letting me take part in nearly every play in that vast collection of worlds that is your Tome, and show to all my great skills as actor." The mud actor explains with much gratitude and satisfaction.

"Do not even think about it, but now I will need you back with the rest- see you soon." After the Storyteller says that, he snaps his fingers at the end, causing Clayface to vanish from sight on a sparkly display, before the former immediately turns and walks past Sheffield and Joseph, who just keep on looking at him for the moment, and stops once reaching the still seated and unbothered stranger, grabs him by the mask off-screen, and pulls it, resulting in both it and the brown cloak in its entirety to be removed as if it was one and the same, with the former's expression turning bored once seeing who it was under it. "Of course it was you."

The scene shows that the one under the guise of the stranger, was actually the one with the white, expressive mask, and the black cloak and hood Derflinger, who then proceeds to wink playfully at the Storyteller. "Oww, looks like you got me. Way to go, Storytelling champ."

"Yeah, sure." Aristidis responds as bored as before, seeing how Derf didn't even avoid being caught, and then with a more serious face looks toward the windows at the front where the Tsar Bomba can be seen, the former's attention remaining at him. "Also, a Tsar Bomba? Really? I only talked once about it, and quite recently at that. Could you not think of any idea on your own?" Questions as he snaps his fingers once more, causing a black portal beneath the thermonuclear aerial bomb to fall within it, startling the Gargoyles guarding it as a result, and closing itself as soon.

Derf brings both hands up and in front of him defensively. "What, no~. It was his own idea from way before. This is just a coincidence, honest."

"It better, else that would be lazy writing at its best." The pitch-black Storyteller says while with the hand holding the brown disguise points a finger at him, before tossing said disguise upon the latter's lap. "Now I will ask you to kindly move out."

"No need to tell me twice, pal!" The white-masked man happily with a quick salute, right before vanishing into a cloud of while smoke.

The pale woman finally takes a step forward with a tightened fist raised to ask the following in her great confusion and frustration. "What was all that just now? A trick of yours to mock us or something?"

"As much as I would like to say it was my doing, in reality you were being played for the most part by my mischievous mentor, who was only helping you just to see how you fail the events he was setting up for you. To him all this time you were nothing more but an excuse to laugh at." Aristidis explains while keeping his back turned on them with both hands behind the hips, which makes the woman fill with anger and shame like never before, hearing of the way they were being taken advantage of and all.

After being silent for so long, King Joseph was about to speak to him, only to be interrupted by the Storyteller who turns toward them, his expression pompously serious. "I like the fact I even bothered with sending you that World Peace letter, when it was a surprise to absolutely NO ONE your decision to ignore it from the beginning. Now, if I told you the one you face right now is at the peak of his power after so long, would it help in changing your mind about it?"

The eyes of both widen once he told them that, with the pale woman mostly shocked at the fact, since they never expected for that to happen so soon.

The Gallian King smiles evily. "So, you're finally there."

Aristidis's face changes to that of absolute glee. "I am indeed. And just in the case thoughts of incredulity have been formed about it... Bear witness... And be very afraid." He tells the last parts with a more menacing tone, and while beginning to float backward, before vanishing from their sight.

The scene shows at the rest of the great, flying fleet of Gallia the different soldiers, and higher in command looking mostly forward at the enemy fleet as they expect orders from their own king.

Then, the music Climax Theme #11 from Yu-Gi-Oh! Master Duel begins playing, the sound clearly coming from forward and high above as it draws everyone's attention there, just as a strange and powerful light begins being seen behind a vast cloud formation there, which much like the sun breaks the very night itself almost instantly, where everyone witness the said clouds soon after moving on opposite sides, revealing the light behind coming from an enormous, and built-like-a-Greek-god, pitch-black Storyteller, who was posing proudly like one, the also titanic Tome in one hand and close to the side, and with the finger of the free hand pointing toward the Gallian fleet, while he remains unmoving in the way he is positioned upon the sky.

At that point, all but the commanding warship were already in the process of slowly steering toward the opposite direction, making obvious their wish to retreat no matter what, and no matter what their king might think of them because of that.

Not long after, multiple and different-looking eyes begin opening/appearing one after another at a fast rate from all around him, and as far as the eye can see, blocking most of the sky, while also giving him the impression of a peacock in the way they are placed, with their irises then glowing intensely while looking at the retreating flying warships, charging up their attack.

Eventually, from each, different-colored beams of energy are unleashed, making contact with most of the warships in an upwardly vertical manner, before said ships a moment after were blown to bits.

The rest of the retreating warships were being taken care of by different other surreal characters, who will only be partially described to save time and writing space.

The mostly black cyborg with barely any humanity Adam Smasher from Cyberpunk, who shoots all of his missiles and explosive rounds at the entirety of the deck he stands on, reducing everything and every enemy upon it to smithereens.

The towering dark blue/purple ghostly demon that is Egokhan from Farhat, who gleefully flings with his clawed hands giants rocks made-out of the transformed pieces of cloud around him, destroying his targeted warship in seconds.

The gargantuan and mostly black figure that is Aku from Samurai Jack, who ascents from below to grab his targeted warship with his giant hands, right before he crushes it in his hold while laughing evily about it.

The also black figure that is Snatcher from A Hat In Time, who was in the middle of his targeted warship, who then moves his hands like DJ as multiple circles appear moving around the said ship, only for the scene to zoom out while the warship is seen being penetrated by thick laser beams, to the point it breaks by its own weight.

The giant shadowy/black, monstrous-looking figure with the eight white eyes that is the Void Entity/Shade Lord from Hollow Knight, who simply smashes its target in half with one of its tentacles.

The slit-eyed pinkish alien that is Majin Buu/Fat Buu from Dragon Ball, who was happily exclaiming how he will get much of sweets for destroying the bad guys, right before he does so through a highly explosive Ki attack that destroys the enterety of the warship, and obviously everyone in it.

While all that destruction was going on, everyone from a great distance could see the enormous figure that is Aristidis in the sky, with Louise along with most of her group, and Queen Henrietta, Agnes, and even Julio with Pope Vittorio were specifically watching using binoculars that were given to them, in disbelief of the show of immense power they witness.

Complete madness for someone like that to exist in their world in his once weakened state to begin with.

Now that they see him at his best, words cannot describe just how much more maddening the fact actually is to them.

The scene moves inside the Gallian King's warship, as he and his Familiar watch their fleet being now nothing but debris falling from the sky, with the latter showing the same level of disbelief like the others.

As for King Joseph, the only change in his expression while looking at all that, is just a slight widening of his eyes, not really showing any feelings for this, which he likes not.

With the music ceasing that moment, the pitch-black Storyteller reappears once more before the two, in his normal size and with a face full of pompous seriousness. "Your thoughts."

Sheffield takes a step back while showing her great concern and frustration, knowing she can do absolutely nothing to deal with him.

The Gallian King on the other hand, was now smiling evily at him. "To imagine a benevolent being such as you, would kill so many just to prove a point."

"Never said I was a pacifist." Aristidis explains, and then points a finger at him. "Plus, anyone following your orders of all else, is far worse than you, so the world will more than appreciate their absence."

"I see. An interesting way of seeing this for sure." Joseph considers the comment, not really taking any offence to it.

The mouthless Storyteller looks at him in silence for a bit, before he folds his arms with a curious face. "Ok, you are too calm for one facing what is obviously his imminent doom. What is your issue exactly? Because simply a wish to conquer everything, this does not appear to be."

"Conquer? No, nothing like that was ever in my mind. I simply want to cause as much death and destruction as I possibly can." The Gallian King explains with his characteristic smile.

Aristidis somewhat tilts his own head. "For pleasure?"

Joseph's expression turns neutral. "If it was to FEEL pleasure as you say, I would not go out of my way to stage all this."

"That sounded somewhat-" The pitch-black Storyteller stops himself upon realizing something that very moment. "You are incapable of feeling most emotions if any at all, are you not? And all this time you were trying to cause the worst misery possible, so you may force yourself into feeling even a tiny bit sad!"

The Gallian King's smile returns, but more excited than evil this time. "That is precisely the point of this! You truly are as intelligent as you arrogantly state yourself of being all the time."

"No comment about the obvious there." Aristidis states simply.

Joseph turns his back on him as he looks upward, recalling about something from his past. "See, it all began during my younger years. When because of my talented younger brother Charles I always-"

"Ah-Ah-Ah, stop right there." The Storyteller interrupts while signing him with both hands to stop, causing him to turn around to look at him curiously, and points a serious finger at the man. "I did not come here to listen at your life story. Despite how uniquely rare your case is, you still did the unthinkable, instead of asking nicely for my help to begin with, after learning of my existence. And before you ask, yes, I do have a cure for such matters as well."

As both Joseph and Sheffield appear intrigued by the fact, Aristidis turns his back on them with his arms folded, and looking at the former with half an eye. "It would have not been simple, due to your past crimes against your niece and good girl of mine, honestly much would you require to do to earn it, but since you chose to be an insufferable fellow, I have no reason to allow you with as much. An incompetent and mad king you are like they say indeed, if you cannot consider the most simple solution when standing in front of your face."

The pale woman tightens her fist in response, absolutely hating him for insulting her king once more.

The Gallian King though, remains unbothered about it, while he even proceeds to put a hand in front of his Familiar to prevent her in doing anything unnecessary.

The pitch-black Storyteller turns toward them again. "And with that, my test about you is complete."

"Test?" Joseph asks curiously.

"That is right, I was testing you from the moment I met your beautiful Familiar. Watching your every choice taken. Final conclusion? You are indeed the epitomy of failure in self preservation." Aristidis tells him while making an X with his arms, to further indicate how awful the king was at it.

"Really?" The Gallian King questions a bit amused, due to not expecting that to be the one thing the powerful being before him to be most focused on. "And what that means for me?"

"Everything will be cleared in a moment. Before that..." The mouthless Storyteller trails off as he relaxes himself, and turning toward the king's Familiar, his face that of compassion. "Sheffield, it goes without saying that I want not for you and your unique beauty to leave this world. I am still willing to give you a chance in redeeming yourself, but only if you renounce your allegiance to him. Do that, and just like with the rest of the world, I promise only the absolute best for you by the end of it."

Sheffield looks with a serious expression at him for a moment, and then at her king and master more fondly as he himself looks at her.

She turns her attention back to the Storyteller, her filled with determination face making clear how there is no way in hell she will just change her mind even at this point, for she cares for the one she loves more than she fears the one who can end her in an instant.

Aristidis closes his eyes saddened. "Then you leave me no choice."

Not long after he said that, Sheffield's head explodes in an instant by a projectile that comes breaking through the window behind and right next of Aristidis, splashing blood and matter around, and upon the Gallian King.

When Joseph realizes what happened, he turns to witness to his surprise her headless body falling down upon the floor.

In the meantime, the scene shows for a bit out at the distance the figure responsible for her assassination, who was a Vindicare Assassin from Warhammer 40k, aiming his large, Exitus Sniper Rifle at his now dead target, all while being carried upon one of Aku's open hands, who praised the assassin with an impressed thumbs up.

Back within the warship again, the Gallian King bends a knee while looking at his dead Familiar, and keeps on looking at the appalling display.

It might not be that obvious, but a small hint of sadness can be spotted in his face for her fate.

"Not that special to you in the end it appears." Aristidis concludes, and then slowly lifts a hand toward him. "Your turn."

King Joseph vanishes that moment from sight, and the next moment he is seen suddenly right behind Aristidis, and THAT close to stab the latter with a knife at the back, only for the part of the pitch-black body there to open wide enough for the former's knife and hand to completely pass through, as he stops to realize much to his surprise that said hand having been made its way magically through the latter's open Tome as well, which Aristidis is now seen all of a sudden holding with a hand in place there.

"Please. Like that would be enough anyway." The mouthless Storyteller explains bored, and then turns his head around in a complete 180 to look directly at Joseph, the former's face now both menacing and serious. "You wanted so badly to feel anything? Well, I know a place inside that will help you to feel EVERYTHING. Because that was your main concern, was it not?"

After questioning that, the man is immediately pulled effortlessly inside the Tome, and alarmed looks back at the way out distancing as he now appears to fall, going deeper and deeper within the abyss that is the Tome, and to who knows where.

And not long after, he lands with his back upon a ground, in am area filled with thick fog, said landing hard, but as he sits up where he is, he realizes that it was not actually harmful for him.

Joseph looks up again, seeing nothing but fog where the Tome's entrance was last seen, and wondering if he could even get out if it was still visible.

Then around him, where more of that fog could be seen and nothing more, with a feeling of wrongness can be felt from said fog. Just where was he sent to?

As if in command, the ominous fog clears enough to reveal past it something unimaginable to the human eye.

Black, wicked-looking spires of unfathomable proportions, and impossible placement that defies logic. There were down, up, sideward, even diagonal.

"Well, well now, some time has passed since we last had visitors." A wicked voice from behind the man gleefully states, with Joseph about to turn around to look, only to be stopped by a clawed glove that holds him where he is by the shoulder.

As soon, from the front come walking multiple figures covered from head to toe with thin, black armor, with pointy features resembling the sinister spires behind them, bright red coming from the helmets' eyes, and weapons more advanced than anything in Halkeginia, and accompanied by other figures shrouded by the amount of fog still present, who laugh and chuckle in a relatively quite tone, being as vile as their intentions.

"And another of royal blood at that- how nice!" The one behind him expresses in a semi-jovial manner, as the scene moves to make the slow, dramatic reveal, while the man looks mildly concerned yet curious at him.

The one standing behind him was none other than Asdrubael Vect, the de-facto ruler of Commorragh himself, from Warhammer 40k, yes.

"Commorragh has a throne, among other things, made specifically for subjects such as you. Your highness." Vect playfully explains, as he and the rest around the man begin to once more chuckle gleefully at their visitor.

[I know it's obvious, but I feel there is a need for the following to be pointed out... He is OH so f*cked]

Anyway, back to Aquileia, everyone our gathered group who were keeping on watching at the last enemy warship from the open rooftop of the great cathedral, had their attention a moment after drawn by Aristidis making a flashy entrance by teleporting behind them through an inky cloud that bursts him into view in a show of small, short-lived fireworks.

Louise, Siesta, Charlotte and Kirche approach him as soon, full of curiosity after seeing that supposed-fight.

"Did you finish the job this time?" The pink-haired girl asks him.

The pitch-black Storyteller looks at them all with mild disappointment. "Sheffield has been swiftly executed, and Joseph is currently being treated as an unfortunate visitor of Commorragh, which dear Louise should understand more than well what that means."

As those who don't know look at Louise for explanations, she shivers in place while remembering much to her unpleasant horror the things the Drukhari are capable of, before she looks at Queen and the rest. "I want to say he deserves it, but at the same time can't help but actually feel terrible for him, even after what he did- For the love of our Founder, just kill him!" She yells the sudden last part at the Storyteller, making Henrietta, Agnes, Pope Vittorio and Julio to be taken aback by her reaction as they then proceed to look back at him, horrified of thinking just what kind of unbelievable torture their sworn enemy is subjected to within that Commorragh place, for death to be a more preferable choice.

Aristidis looks with a genial face at Charlotte, while somewhat avoiding the previous subject of talk. "Thinking about it, now that he is gone, because trust in the fact he will not be given any more chances, you can officially choose to go claim the Gallian throne as the people's rightful ruler. Now tell me if that is not great."

Everyone else is chattering among themselves about realizing of the fact just now, and also how great that is indeed, while the blue-haired girl remains silent as she considers this carefully.

That instant, the humanoid bird in the superhero uniform that is Rev Runner from Loonatics comes running through the door in high speed, and stopping in front of Aristidis with a quick salute, and drawing as soon attention on him. "Storyteller friend- the activity in that area has began just like you said- and our team has already evacuated the village from the approaching lava coming from the mountains' sides- which I'm still not sure if they are volcanos or not." He tells in his normal, quick manner.

As the rest try to make out what exactly was said through the way he spoke, the mouthless Storyteller begins to rub his own chin out of interest. "So, the dragon that is supposedly the Great Calamity of this world's prophecy, ended up waking up even under such condition in the end."

"The Great Calamity?" The Pope questions while everyone realizes much to their shock the known to them fact.

"But, is it not said it needs all four of the Void inheritors gathered to wake up?" The blond priest asks mostly the Pope, knowing from him about how that was supposed to work and all.

Aristidis proceeds to explain while drawing attention on himself as he lifts before him with one hand his Tome. "Which is exactly what happened. The other two inheritors of the Void, Joseph who is in Commorragh, and Tiffania who is with Matilda in the MLP story, might not be exactly present, but their presence can still be felt through the Tome. And it waking up, shows it counts this as the gathering that was required, regardless of the unorthodox way used."

"Aristidis... Did you plan on waking it up on purpose from the beginning?" Henrietta questions surprised, because knowing how knowledgeable he is, she wonders why would he do that to begin with.

"Instead of explaining the reason, how about I show you instead? Also worry not, the following program is free of charge for all." The pitch-black Storyteller tells them gleefully as he is about to snap his fingers, right before he vanishes after doing so by the end, leaving everyone there guessing.

Not far from where they are, and close to the now empty village at the foot of the Fire Dragon Mountain Range, lava can be seen spewing out of the damaged mountainous side at dangerous levels, only for a great part of said side to explode by an even greater amount, as two big, ominous eyes open and become apparent through the lava waterfall.

With slow yet gigantic steps, comes out a massive, wingless, relatively fat dragon, with scales resembling darkened stone, two bright, yellow eyes, and blackened miasma emanating from all around its body.

Its size is so great, that it could eat one of the far smaller dragons used by knight corps with a single bite without issue.

Once completely out, the Ancient Dragon's attention almost immediately, as if by some kind of feeling, is drawn a few meters to the side, where it notices the smaller in comparison Storyteller, who was currently waving a casual hand toward its way.

In the meantime, gigantic, magical screens make their appearance in different locations of the world at the sky above, showing to all the confrontation that is taking place between the two.

"Quite fast I got your attention, Mr and/or Ms Ancient Dragon- sure shows incredible detection skills." Aristidis states pleased as he stops with the waving, and then with a raised eyebrow points an upside-down finger at the massive beast. "Although, to be honest, to me you look more like a really fat dinosaur with extra steps."

As soon as he finishes talking, the Ancient Dragon instantaneously reaches and bites at his location, seemingly eating him whole right there, but while moving its head back, it looks far ahead to spot Aristidis at the distance, far more appropriately farther away now, safe and sound.

"Now, now, where are your manners?" The mouthless Storyteller asks seemingly and mildly disappointed, loud enough to be heard even from said distance. "You are supposed to exchange a few words with someone as highly valued as I, before engaging them in battle for any reason. Unless of course you are unable to actually speak like a proper intelligent being, which for someone as supposedly great as you, will be rather diminishing, to say the least."

The massive dragon opens its mouth, and shoots a powerful fire of tremendous heat as it appears near-identical to a beam, striking violently at the Storyteller's location, causing most of the people's horror who watch what might be the end of the latter.

Once the attack stops, the dragon sees with great frustration how its attack did absolutely nothing to the Storyteller, with the latter even proceeding to seemingly brush some dust off himself using his free hand.

"I see. So, you act mostly out of instinct than logical thought." Aristidis understands, and then opens his Tome gleefully. "Nothing unique in the end, and wasting further mine and my precious audience's time with one as such, would be an irredeemably sinful act."

The music Enormous Threat from Rogue Galaxy begins to play while beginning to read from the page he opened his Tome at. "From the vastness of space it came, a danger to all they say. A monstrous ruler in the form of a dragon, one who will allow to be stopped by none."

The Ancient Dragon was about to shoot fire upon him once more while in the middle of it, but is immediately stopped by a giant, ghostly fist that strikes the creature's head from above hard enough to force it down, with the rest of the body following suit as it loses balance upon the ground it was standing at, and with the said fist vanishing as soon as the strike was completed.

"Dare challenge the power each of its three holds, you specifically will regret ever thinking you can win against those odds!" The Storyteller finishes with appropriate grandeur, and with the Ancient Dragon just now raising itself back up onto its four feet, from above comes and lands right behind the former in a powerful manner a gold/soft-orange in color three-headed, long-necked, dragon-looking creature of much greater size than the said Ancient Dragon itself.

The creature has large, bat-like wings, with a wingspan much larger than the creature itself, twin tails with spiked bludgeons at their tips, legs that are digitigrade and stocky with avian-like feet, each of the creature's heads have a crown of ten horns, crocodilian-looking jaws, brows with a generally furrowed appearance, beady eyes of fiery, reddish-orange color and circular pupils. [King Ghidorah from Godzilla Franchise, here to be the bigger, metaphorical fish]

Upon landing, King Ghidorah extends its wings to their fullest extent, and together with its powerful, unique roar, unleashes thunders from all eight of its wings' tips, in a powerful display of intimidation that not only causes the awe of everyone watching from the screens around the world, but actually manages to intimidate even the Ancient Dragon itself, who instinctively was taking a step back, before finding its composure to bring that clawed foot back where it was.

Aristidis turns to the side while looking at the three-headed one, and bows while indicating with both hands at the other. "All yours, King. Enjoy your discount Godzilla." He playfully tells it, right before jumping with a spin away from there.

The two massive creatures gaze at each other for a moment, with King Ghidorah showing its definition of a grin in each of its three heads, possibly to show how small of a challenge it considers its four legged foe.

The Ancient Dragon's eyes glow, activating some sort of invisible power it has.

Nothing happens.

A third eyes opens up in the middle of the massive dragon's forehead, with the power coming from the creature using much more force.

Two of the three heads of King Ghidorah look at the dominant one in the middle, as if asking it for answers about what their foe is trying to do, with the dominant looking at them both just as curious, before the Ancient Dragon narrows its eyes, greatly frustrated as it realizes its power does not work against the former.

"A mind control ability specifically made to enslave the will of lesser dragons." Aristidis comments as he is seen high into the sky between the two, able to see through it and understand how it functions. "Impressive, but this one does not really count as a dragon, and even if it did, I doubt your power could be enough to bring it under your control."

Seeing no more point in waiting like this, King Ghidorah's heads turn toward the enemy dragon, and rears up as its three necks begin to emit golden light of electricity from within, with the intensity of the sound coming from inside increasing while charging up their imminent attack.

The Ancient Dragon not planing on letting its actually powerful opponent have the upper hand, charges his own attack, which fires faster against King Ghidorah.

But just as its vaporizing fire was close to reaching the three-headed one, the latter finally fires its signature Gravity Beams, who like a combined trio of thunders not only makes contact with the enemy's fire, but outright pushes it back like nothing special, and once reaching the prophesied dragon, the beams breaks through the protective dark miasma surrounding the former, strikes it at the head as the creature roars in the worst pain ever felt, with the continuous attack soon after overloading the stone-looking body in such a manner, that causes the Ancient Dragon to eventually explode from the inside in a spectacular show of stone rain and sparks like fireworks.

Everyone around the world watching at the floating screens upon the sky, was speechless.

The prophesied, Great Calamity that was to bring an end to their world, was no more.

Defeated in but a moment by a far greater dragon, under the Storyteller's command.

Many were those who would think twice before provoking his power, but after this, even those would not even proceed to fathom of ever doing so.

Especially Pope Vittorio, but in a different way. "If he were to tell me to begin worship him as a god together with Founder Brimir, I would do so without question."

Aristidis that moment causes all the magic screens to vanish from around the world, minus the one atop Aquileia, and then with a gesture of the same hand makes it zoom closer to him, as he is seen with the other hand to magically stop the lava overflow, petrifying it all in their track. "There. Problem solved. Never anyone says I did nothing important for you in your lifetime. Also, my ladies, you know who you are, I will be staying here for a bit longer to enjoy my work alongside the scenery around. You may join me if you want, to enjoy with me, and bask even more than usual into the greatness that is I." He says at the end arrogantly, with the last screen vanishing like the rest.

The group keeps on looking upward, not a single one of them feeling like being awkward over the excessive show of his arrogance, for this time it's more understandable than ever, after what he accomplished.

Kirche was first to break the silence, as she looks at the rest of her friends elated, and clapping a few times her hands together out of overwhelming excitement. "Our unfathomable love shows once more why he above all! OH, I'm gonna hug and kiss him SO much when I see him! And so much more as a reward later..." She finishes with a semi-whispering, perverted tone, which none paid actual attention to.

"It's so amazing! We should go meet him there immediately." Siesta happily suggest while looking mostly at Louise, with her responding positively.

As all appear just as agreeing and excited with everything that occurred, some, and soon after everyone notice how Charlotte keeps on looking upward, and strangely quiet even for her.

"Everything good, Charlotte?" The redhead asks her close friend curiously, wondering what thoughts are going through her head all of a sudden.

After some more silence, the blue-haired girl finally makes up her mind, with her attention still up there. "I'm gonna marry him."

"Eh?" Was the collective uttering of her group, with an extra "Eh?" being uttered by Queen Henrietta soon after, both confused and surprised at her.

Before anyone can question her about it, Charlotte runs quickly toward Rev Runner, whose confused attention is drawn toward her, and jumps onto his hands, her face full of determination. "To Aristidis. Fast."

"Okie-dokey!" The humanoid bird speedster responds happily, right before running out with extreme speed while carrying her, onward to where Aristidis is.

Henrietta was rather distressed with this sudden situation, drawing attention on her while at it. "Wha- Wait, no! How did things turn out like this?!"

Louise was understandably worried with her childhood friend's outburst. "Your highness, i-is everything alri-"

The Queen doesn't let her complete the following, as the former rushes toward the interior of the church, with Agnes and the rest of the main cast running after her while most of them call for her concerned, and wondering what has gotten into her all of a sudden with the whole Charlotte's want of marriage.

Once reaching the next floor, Henrietta spots the Lich Overlord Momonga, who was currently watching together with the maid Cinderella outside of a window, just before Momonga notices her, and raises a skeletal hand toward her way in a greeting manner. "Your Majesty. Quite the show the Storyteller-"

He is immediately interrupted by her grabbing him with both hands by the cloak, startling him.

"Please, take me to Aristidis, it's urgent!" The Tristain's Queen tells him alarmed and practically begging, causing Momonga, and the party that just reached her, to be confused about her said urgency.

The scene then changes not too long after to where Aristidis was, looking pleased at the scenery close to the village he saved from the lava and the Ancient Dragon, while laying upon the middle head of King Ghidorah, who was also laying down upon the ground, the latter showing to be mildly frustrated, the more aggressive of the three growling in repressed anger, and the more curious and absent-minded of the three being distracted by a butterfly flying about.

"The villagers will make their return soon enough, and yes, I look forward to hearing them praising me. Just like I deserve." The pitch-black Storyteller expresses proudly.

That moment, he notices Rev arriving with Charlotte in his hands, before letting her down on her feet, and running off soon after.

"Hm~?" Aristidis utters curiously, and then steps down from King Ghidorah's middle head as he approaches her with a genial expression. "Why all alone and without the rest, my cute, smallish Charlotte? Are you being antagonistic, and treat my meeting like a race or something?"

Through a portal soon after, Henrietta, followed by Agnes, Louise, Siesta, and Kirche come out, just as the blue-haired girl grabs with both hands affectionately one of his.

"Aristidis Aristadis, will you marry me and be my king?" Charlotte asks him seriously, making him while still genial to tilt a bit his head curiously.

The pink-haired girl just like the rest, has had enough not knowing what is going on. "Seriously now, what is up with that all of a sudden, Charlotte?"

"With the previous king now gone, I am to be the next Queen of Gallia. It will not take long till men come asking for my hand and the position of king." The blue-haired girl explains while keeping her attention on Aristidis. "I neither want that, nor force my mother into taking the throne in my place for my own selfishness. And considering it will not take long for everyone to learn how I lost my virginity, either I will have to marry before I am found out, or forget the throne for good. I know you don't think much of marriage, Aristidis, but if you could do this for me..."

The mouthless Storyteller puts his free had upon his chin in a thoughtful yet playful manner. "Hm. A want to take what was rightfully yours from the very beginning, make your mother and late father proud, and help your neglected-by-the-previous-fool-of-a-king kingdom. Still, a lot of other things you could ask of me to do in order to help with that, yet marriage was the first to come to your mind."

The girl just keeps on looking at him while holding his hand, waiting patiently for his answer.

Aristidis eventually makes up his mind with a shrug of the shoulders. "Well, all things considered, I suppose can-"

"Wait!" Henrietta stops him right there as she draws everyone's attention on her, while being seen walking and stopping next to the blue-haired girl, and before Aristidis, her determination clear. "Like Louise and all her friends, you too Charlotte are considered as much to me. But as much as I appreciate you, I can't allow you to marry him."

Before anyone can question that, she moves forward and quickly grabs his arms with both hers, causing Charlotte to unhand him that way, pretty much clinging to it. "Because I too want him to marry me and be my king."

"What?!" Louise yells as she and the rest are utterly surprised with what Henrietta said.

The Queen then lovingly puts her head upon his shoulder. "We have shared the bed many times together during our special meetings as well."

"WHAT?!" Now everyone exclaims incredibly shocked, having never expected such a twist.

"ARISTIDIS!" The pink-haired girl soon after yells at him upset, since seducing her Highness was one of the things she told him NOT to do.

The pitch-black Storyteller lifts his head proudly. "Never made me promise NOT to, and come on, you knew I would."

As the pink-haired was trying to think of how she is supposed to take in that revelation, with the Musketeer Captain being between anger and disbelief about the fact, not sure what action she is supposed to take anymore, and while the redhead was expressing how hot she finds the said fact to the black-haired girl next to her who was in a frozen out-of-shock state, Charlotte was being her usual stoic self, looking at the two.

Before her eyes narrow slightly, and coming up right in front of the Queen, causing the latter to be taken a bit aback by the sudden advance. "Did you go ALL the way?"

"W-We... Well, in a sense..." Henrietta trails off while troubled about, making clear how far exactly she went with the Storyteller.

And that's exactly what the blue-haired girl expected, as she aggressively brings her face close to hers, enough for their noses to touch. "Not the same. I've given everything to him without hesitation. Not mentioning the hardships I went through before getting the chance to have his invaluable presence in my life, unlike you who had it better, and much easier, Queen of Tristain. So, don't come telling me you're more needful of his hand. And if you truly want the help you're asking for pretty much the same reason I want as well, then if Aristidis was to offer you one of his Tome-Subjects to act as a decoy king so you may keep his love in secret, you will be fine, will you not?"

The Queen of Tristain backs off as she unhands him, looking back and forth at him and her, unsure how to respond to that bombardment she was thrown by the blue-haired girl, for as right as she is, and as much of a good solution what she was offered is, the former really wanted this marriage so she may also have that special something to her in comparison to the rest from his harem, AND being able to openly love him, without having a need of all that secrecy.

While the rest of the girls were now beginning to feel concerned about the situation, Aristidis reaches with both hands for Charlotte's and Henrietta's shoulders, and bring both ladies close to him with a raised eyebrow. "My ladies, you are both smart enough to see the very obvious solution here."

[Epilogue]

[After a quick organizing of Charlotte's coronation at that day to name her the new ruler and Queen of Gallia, came the moment where all rulers gathered to sign the peace treaty of their world, officially agreeing in putting an end to any future, meaningless wars between their nations. Not only that, but it was decided just after that for the marriage between the two Queens of the different kingdoms, Charlotte and Henrietta, with the Storyteller Aristidis to take place, which Pope Vittorio himself allowed and solemnized, for no one would just question why the godlike savior of their world is allowed to marry more than one, being considered a just reward from Brimir himself to him. Louise and the rest also had no issue with it, knowing more than well that it's nothing more than him helping with solving a future problem to them. And one thing comes after such a combination of important events. A proper celebration for history itself to remember! Taking place during the night, with the roads filled with celebratory music, and both people and people of the Tome, including the ones who took part in Aquileia's defense, so you could imagine every simple person's face and thoughts from all around Halkeginia's kingdoms watching all those surreal to them characters partying about, like the big hulk of a metal that is Adam Smasher just sitting there on a reinforced chair, and just looking all menacing, the three relatively gigantic entities that are Aku, Snatcher, and Egokhan who are drinking it out together, with the latter specifically drinking petroleum from his huge glass, Buu eating all manner of sweets together with the pink ball that is Kirby, with the sisters Yami and Mea not being too far from there as they enjoy their own sweets, and of course those are only a small part of the Tome characters celebrating with the Halkeginians that we are talking about]

The scene is seen moving to an appropriately elevated platform made of white marble, where Aristidis and the rest of the girls, along with Tiffania and Matilda, yes, were seated upon well-decorated chairs while enjoying the treats the Romalian servants were bringing them, and being treated by all around with the respect and applauding they rightfully earned, which the former was more than enjoying like the personification of pride he is.

"Enjoying yourself, Aristidis?" Louise asks him while amused, knowing his character very well.

"Saying I enjoy this, would be an understatement." Aristidis answers, and then raises a glass toward the celebrating people before them. "This could be considered paradise for me."

"You have more than earned it, sweetheart!" Siesta tells him with a smile as she raises with the rest a glass toward him.

The Storyteller doesn't lose time, and happily proceeds to clink his glass with theirs. "We all have."

"Aristidis." Kremant's voice is heard echoing from above by the group, who stop to look upward at the empty, night sky, while being clear that only them can hear him.

"You reached what can be consider the final chapter of your story. Congratulations once more from me." He tells the Storyteller, to which the latter responds with a quick bowing of appreciation and pride before his ladies who clap their hands for him.

"I also wanted to tell you about the fact this is the last time we have contact with each other. I will be leaving this world, in order to focus on other projects. It is what I do." Kremant then says, causing the group to be silenced by the surprising fact.

"Now, I know there must have been a bit of a tension after I revealed myself as not being that honest and figure of goodness, but I hope you can get past that, and remember the goods I have offered, along with the friendly talks we had." He states, which makes the girls look at Aristidis with fondness, with the latter doing so as well, for it is their meeting the greatest good they were offered.

"I bid you all goodbye. Raise a glass for me as well if you want, kiddo." Kremant finishes.

Right after Aristidis, the group raises a glass up in the air. "You might have been sketchy from day one, but thanks to you everything went in the way they did, and we are thankful for that. Εις υγείαν." [Εις υγείαν=Cheers]

With that, they drink from their glasses, and continue normally with the enjoyment of their grand celebration.

[Not a long time passed, and a lot of things changed for Halkeginia thanks to the Storyteller. New yet famous-to-the-Tome buildings were erected by him, with Tome-Personnel appearing to help shape better the society. Healthcare was available to all, no matter their status, with the life-expectancy skyrocketing. Schools and other such institutions were opened to all, teaching everything that was necessary, including things even those who were properly taught, knew nothing about. New food recipes, jobs, activities, and so much more appeared to fill the everyday life of the simple folk. The civilization slowly but surely advanced to the point everyone had nothing to worry about. Crime was little to nonexistent, since law was being enforced properly, and of course because there was literally no reason at this point to even commit one. Everything was just done, and everyone's future ensured by the mix of all the good parts the Tome offered to the world. An utopia like no other. This age will come to be known as: The Storyteller's Age]

[Nobles and Royalty still existed despite the changes, but even though they had their authority, the Storyteller was the one to have the final say regarding everything in this setting, because the population was just that depended on him, and everything he has given them. He was not the ruler of their world. He was its manager. And just like any exceptional manager, the Storyteller would make sure the world and everyone on it, will be at their best condition]

[Still, he and his entire harem have more than enough time to watch in their new suite the stories they have yet to watch. And they will do so with much of relaxing joy. Because eternity, is officially with all of them]

{The End}

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In the blackness that was Kremant's home, the black-cloaked and hooded man along with his friend with the expressive, white mask, were watching the epilogue, and how things went with the world they have been watching for so long.

"Well, you could say that's one for the books." Derflinger states semi-humorously, liking the story till the end.

Kremant gets up from the couch, and turns toward him. "Well, from here on will be pretty much the same generic situation, and I don't see anything changing with him there. So, Derf, in the end you will do as you said?"

"Yep. I will go back to the now advanced world that is my home, and travel to see myself everything new." The white-masked man explains while getting up. "Cause there is no way in hell I'm staying here watching a box of moving pictures for eternity. I wanna move."

"Fair." The black-cloaked man responds simply, and lifts a hand toward his way. "Then off you go, dude, enjoy."

"It was fun, despite you pretty much eating my metal body. Thanks, and bye!" Derflinger finishes, before he is teleported out of there.

Kremant lowers his arm, and remains still for a long moment.

He then looks up to the blackness of his shadowy zone, his usually cheerful demeanor replaced by seemingly mild tiredness. "I did so much in this reality too, and still no response of any kind from you. Just how much more must I do, in order to draw your attention, I wonder."

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{We finally reached the end. No idea you have, how much I like the feeling of seeing a properly fulfilled story in this site. Thank you all for the much appreciated attention you have given this story of mine. I hope it was for you an enjoyment to pass the time just like you wanted. Remember to check out my other, older story, in the case you're curious. Just a warning, it is script-based. Well, that's all from me, folks. See you around, and have fun reading in general}