Sanctuary's Realm
The High Priest of Sanctuary punched the mirror in the Pope's Chamber into million pieces that the glass almost looked like Aquarius Saint's diamond dust.
"Damn it! How can those people arrange the Galaxian Wars and lure our bronze apprentices to join the fight?" The Priest—Pope Ares—clenched his fist. "How can that girl own Aiolos' gold cloth? And how could the silver saints and that stupid Lion fail that simple mission of killing her?"
Ares punched the wall. "It was my big failure that Aiolos broke the barrier and escaped my Sanctuary's realm with that baby. Now she's back and even dared to challenge me!"
"Arrgh!" The Priest took out his mask and smashed it against the decorated marble pillar. "I should have smashed that baby with my galaxian explosion right away, not waiting for that useless gold dagger!" With rage, he kept taking off the giant pieces and ornaments he was wearing and threw them against the walls or pillars. The High Priest was already naked by the time he entered his private bath house. His thick and long hair was a mix of jet black and light grey in color. It was long enough to cover his bare buttocks.
The marble bath house room reverberated with the sound of his maniacal laughs as he stepped down the pool stairs. Half-seated in the water, he started to formulate another scheme as grandeur as the last one which lasted for 13 years before.
"Just because my stupid mistake had enabled Aiolos' escape from my Sanctuary's realm, it doesn't mean that you can escape me again, kid." He eerily laughed. "Now, stupid girl, do you think you can defeat me just because those bronze ones are escorting you?" He punched the clear water again, seeing the reflection that he had kept secret for thirteen years—a perfectly shaped face of a handsome young man with bloodshot eyes.
Calling all the gold saints, checked. Calling all the saints, almost done. Put Ptolemy in position and be ready to shoot his arrow, checked. He was satisfied with the preparation for his most evil scheme.
"I challenge you to walk in here, into my realm, Athena. I simply will blow you through hundreds of dimensions so you can never reincarnate." The maniacal laughs continued. The greatest schemer of the Sanctuary's realm then raised the glass of wine and toasted for himself.
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Earth's Realm
Aquarius Camus stood at the outer gate of Sanctuary, not yet donning his gold cloth. He was still in denial state regarding Hyoga's whereabout. The high-profile Galaxian Wars were broadcasted everywhere in the world, even reaching the most cast-away place in Siberia.
That was the only reason he was fast in responding to the High Priest call for coming to the Sanctuary. Because he never thought that Hyoga would believe the girl, a spoiled-magnate heir, so easily.
"Putain! I never thought that some bronze apprentices were intruders groomed by a crazy-rich old man. Even our own Cygnus." He wondered how High Priest Shion would react to Hyoga's treason.
Camus never liked the High Priest's substitute called Ares, so he never responded to Ares' calls before. He always found excuses to stay deep in Siberia. The Aquarius Saint was disappointed with Pope Ares about his way of governing Sanctuary's Earth realm. Camus was secretly furious that Pope Ares never addressed the problem of Gemini House: the missing of Gemini Saga and the non-existent of gemini's regeneration. However, he believed that Priest Shion was still alive and governed the Sanctuary from behind the scene, from behind this violent Pope Ares. And so the Ice Saint came back to Sanctuary—obediently following orders—with his own mission to rescue Hyoga.
The Ice Saint sighed. He was confident when allowing the Cygnus Saint to visit his mother's grave in the frozen sea, leaving his training site—hoping that it would boost Hyoga's morale. He could not believe that Hyoga could trick him and joined a traitorous organization of Graad Foundation, going further with obeying an impostor of Athena.
"How disappointing. I've got to sort this out. This is all for Hyoga's glory and safety. I'll have to give my all for the future Aquarius Saint."
Finally, he thought a good decision have been made. Then he summoned the gold cloth of Aquarius and donned it with dignity. The Ice Saint elegantly walked into the gate, entering Sanctuary's realm.
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Camus and people of the earth never thought that the real galaxian wars were about to take place soon : the galaxian wars between planet Earth and an alien planet called Boazan.
The Aquarius Saint was locked in the Sanctuary's realm since then, either by deaths or by the gods. But on the bright side, the Ice Saint was able to meet the original Pope Shion along with his previous mentor the he missed so much there. In all the miseries, at least he had built strong camaraderie again with those saints in Sapuri, especially with true the Gemini Saint.
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Boazan's Realm (3 years after the events in Sanctuary and Earth realms above
Heinel stood there on the high cliff, watching Kenichi who was struggling ten metres below him. The half-boazan Voltes pilot was on another part of the broken cliff, barely hanging on the edge with both hands while shouting the Boazan Prince's name.
Heinel—The ex-commander of Earth's invasion—could see that flames started to build higher and higher all around him. It was the aftermath of his uncle's stupid grenade falling to the ground. The Boazan Prince assessed their conditions. "At least Kenichi was on the safer side of the cliff," Heinel thought. Even if that fiery young man would fall, the people below his position had already gathered and organizing a kind of fall-protection-nets. So Heinel kept standing there, watching how Kenichi shouted in frustration, still calling for the prince.
Heinel's mind started to wander, rewinding the last thirty minutes of his life and his would-be last battle and fight. He started to prepare of what would be his last thoughts—that's one of noble Boazan's basic conduct. Without realizing, his mind also pictured the image of the dagger that belonged to his late mother— the one with a pair of doves carved on its hilt.
"ONIISAN!"
Upon hearing it, Heinel felt like his heart hurt by a thousand cuts, he knew the meaning of that word. He had learnt one particular Terran language spoken by the Voltes team—Japanese—aided by Katharine's AI assistant. If it was what Voltes' pilot intent to, then Kenichi has got the attention that he wanted from the Boazan Prince. However, the earthlings did not get the result that he wanted, because the prince stayed still on that dangerous spot.
Kenichi raised one arm as if trying to reach Heinel.
"Oniisan,please..." His tears fell again,seeing that the horn-pride young Boazanian slowly shook his head. A disagreement. Not their first disagreement on everything, but this is the first one that invoke fear for Kenichi. If he knew his enemy well, he knew what Heinel has decided.
"Mother," Heinel's striking light blue eyes glistened, "will you accept your disgraced son, now? All this time I tried to kill the very man you ever loved and gave your life for just for keeping his bloodline, his hornless bloodline." Heinel closed his eyes, along with the falling teardrops. "Father, forgive me."
And just as he heard himself muttered the word father, he remembered another figure that he used to call father long ago, when he was still an innocent child. He remembered someone who made him call that man father, just because she said that she would share her father with him. A stubborn but cute little princess he used to guard. A little princess that, for a fraction tiny time, had made him felt like a normal boy with a complete family.
"At least, you don't have to see me in disgraced like this. If your Warza galaxy is intact, I wish you a happy life, Aella. If you're already in Elysium with Warza at that time...well, I hope I would join you there soon."
Heinel felt that his eyebrows started to burn. It was that hot. He prepared himself of what to come next. Not very pleasant. So he forced his mind to think of one of not so many pleasant things from his childhood: the heartfelt smiles and hugs from a carefree little girl.
"Princess Aella Elyareii Astraia of Warza." Heinel whispered, "I would have preferred to die with Warza in dignity than this."
Heinel knelt down, partly because of the force of the heat that hit him. "Glory to our mothers, Aella."
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author's note :
What is the similarity of these 3 fandoms? Voltes and Trigan Empire struggled between their advance high-tech civilization with not-so-modern culture, and Saint Seiya working hard on merging the ancient civilization with this modern-era (especially the live-action movie 2023) and of course with the stars and galaxies.
So, it's perfect for my jumbled mind to mix them together to stay somewhat canon in a new universe: a universe where these three fandoms co -exist together, of course also with the fourth fandom of the OC(s).
After watching the new life action finale of Voltes (with gorgeus actors and actress), I decided to binge watching the original anime. And I am amazed that this anime was from long before I was born. The original story or dialogue were meant for young adults, at least. So I thought the life action did not give justice to those original dialogues, and of course for Heinel character. That's why I decided to write this story. To further abuse Heinel character, but hopefully to give him happiness at the end of the long universe.
Sorry to put this story in the regular and not crossover, because there's no Voltes V and Trigan Empire on the list to cross. So here we are in Saint Seiya universe.
Although the chapters will start with non Saint Seiya universe first, the main part will heavily taken place in the Saint Seiya universe, before moving into the OC's universe.
This is a crossover fic with reverse harem genre (an extreme reverse-harem one). Please be kind to the super Mary Sue here. She just have to be a super Mary Sue to be allowed to touch the handsome guys from 3 fandoms, isn't she?