AN: I OWN NOTHING.
Location: Bald Mountain
Time: ????? In another part of the world, at a place called 'Bald Mountain', sits the dark god Chernabog…
It's been stressful much to Chernabog's dismay as recently, a cult started to form around his humble mountain.
No one, not even the town living in the valley from his presence, knew where they came from as they simply showed up one day with their devotion to Chernabog wearing nothing but red cultic robes.
The strangest part of all, was that they all spoke in Latin and referred to the dark god as "Tchernabog.", instead of his native name.
One day, a stranger walked into the bald mountain area.
He wore an old gunslinger-style trench-coat, a white shirt covered with straps holding bundles of dynamite, and an all black hat on his head. On his back was a very rusty pitchfork.
However, the creepiest part of all about the stranger appearance was his face. Completely covered in pitch black with piercing red eyes.
The Cultists started to shit their pants, it was Caleb. And he's here to fuck up their god once more.
OST Begin - Infuscomus (Metal Cover)
They tried to surround the man, all shouting 'maranax infirmux' but were halted when Caleb stopped in their paths, smirked and raised his head towards the crowd of fresh victims.
"I guess someone wants to play with me after all.. LETS DANCE!" Caleb chucked, as he equips a stubbed double barrel shotgun and starts blasting shot after shot into his next canon fodder.
To the townsfolk, they couldn't believe what they're witnessing. A man in 1920s attire is taking down an entire cult with an arsenal of dynamite, flare-guns, tommy guns, shotguns, an-
"BUON GIOVANE! WHAT IS THAT!?" One shouted as the villager pointed to cultists getting burned and electrocuted alive by what appeared to be two makeshift napalm and tesla coil weapons respectively.
Caleb wasn't even done yet, oh no. The maniacal build engine protagonist then started to fucking bunny hop towards Chernabog after finishing up the last of the cultists.
Chernabog couldn't believe what he just saw. This man, no, demon took down an entire cult dedicated towards him and was heading his way.
Before he could react he screamed in pain/ Chernabog then turned to see Caleb's silhouette under his wing, holding of all things a Voodoo-Doll.
"Don't worry, Cher-bitch." He said "This will all be over soon!" Chernabog felt the pain coming back again in full force as Caleb (who's violently circle strafing) started unleashing his full arsenal on the Dark God..
When the dust settled, Caleb was the only one standing. He turned to face Chernabog's face, still breathing from all the napalm and electrical damage.
Naturally, Caleb walked up to him, equipped his double barrel, and like the stone gargoyle Cheogh who claimed Ophelia, executed the Dark God.
Some of the towns folk tried to congratulate Caleb for his efforts, but backed down as he raised his Tommy Gun once more upon their faces…
They watched silently, as the man who freed them from Chernabog's wrath walks into the night, hunting for more victims of the undead.
END OST
AN: "Duke can be cringy, Lo Wang can be a racist caricature, but Caleb - who would be a total edgelord if voiced by someone else - is instead the raspy gunslingin' undead maniac we all know and love." - Civvie 11.
I love the shit outta Blood. For the longest while when writing this fanfic, I wanted to see if anyone has tried writing or created anything on our favorite gun-slinging maniac going to town in Fantasia.
Naturally, I was disappointed so when I made up the rules for this fic, I said "fuck it!" and did it myself.
This is the first of many interludes of other parts in the disney universe that'll appear in the fic before I continue onwards with our favorite mailman. (Don't worry. I got plans for the next chapter and will hopefully get it out soon.)
Happy 2024 kids. Hope you're enjoying this little shitpost of a project i'm creating. Oh and sorry for the long wait. Traveling's a bitch and needed to break away before going back into this head on.
