Chapter 6
In the fires of war forge them. In the Machine God we trust.
I moved towards the area the subway station entrance was in as the day was beginning to end. I had gotten dinner at a nearby restaurant that was cheap. By the time I got to the entrance, it was early evening, and no one was around. I get to a nearby restroom close to the station and then put my equipment on. It's as lightweight as possible while not sacrificing protection. I place the rebreather on last, and I prepare my body for this. Because this is my first kill, my first push against them, I make my oath of moment in an unceremonious place.
For Issari, not yet ready, for her parents in ignorance, for Murayama, my sparring partner, for the people I help protect. For Mars, the world I dream of. I don't want to kill, but I must here. Rias and her face flash to me. She thinks I'm a Lord of Iron. I will never be Perturabo. I'm not a Primarch. I'm not a man who is heartless, but he became that because he couldn't get his dream of building. His dream of democracy. He wanted what I wanted. To advance humanity. He and I in peace, but we ended up going to war. I don't want his title yet, I don't want to be Emperor, either.
You give up what you want as a warrior and a ruler. I make the next chain here for that collar.
I exit the bathroom, and it's darker outside. The area has no people around it. I get my axe ready and my bolt pistol loaded with a round prepared. More mags are magnetized to my armor, just in case. I have six fifteen-round mags. I touch my pendant on the bolt pistol. It's the Mechanicus symbol before I then pressed on into the earth. The darkness is intense in the moment.
My night vision goggles inside the helm eyes activated, and I began to check the corners before continuing down the stairs. The clanking of my metal boots and my shallow breathing are the only sounds I hear for a long while, but then I begin to hear water droplets. I continued down for five more minutes before hitting the floor of the station. It's through the goggles like seeing a regular lit room. The room I entered is grey concrete and faded orange, but I continue onward deeper and pass by a rusted metal bar that is the first entrance. I'm slow and meticulous, watching everything and checking corners. I checked the first room I came across a minute later.
It's a ticket booth with a rotting chair. There is nothing inside it besides that, I hear water fall to the floor and nothing else. I continue past it, and my goggles catch the first sight of movement a minute later. It's a rat, a fat one too. It was not scared of me. That has potential implications. Familiar, or perhaps it has gotten used to our presence because of the stray. I glare at it but don't shoot or activate my chainaxe. It keeps watching me as I continue moving.
The first sign of life besides the rat was a bone, a human one, a leg bone with some meat still on it. I gag and then suppress the sudden bile. I look for a trail of possible blood. I found it thanks to another scanner pinging, and it started to trace it to a nearby room. I advance cautiously towards it before I gently open the door that is rusted red and find the body. It's a woman. She has a face of pure horror looking up into my eyes. Hers are milky white. Her guts were spilled over the room that had been a maintenance closet, and her hair was lying across the floor in clumps.
I almost threw up, but I steeled myself. This was a recent missing person. Her hair was a short strawberry blonde, and the newspapers had illustrated that point heavily. I turn away and promise her that I will kill your killer. Her husband had begged the public to help him find his wife. I will help him by getting the police her body. Give her rest after destroying the stray. For her unnamed will her killer die. It seems the stray had kept his abduction fetish going. I will build a shrine here in this closet for her, the first martyr of Mars.
I make the cog of Mars and whisper a quick prayer for her before I return to following the blood trail. It's leading deeper into the system station. This stray is a disgusting fuck, he is a coward, and he will die a coward. The trail stops at another room entrance near the tracks. I slowly open the door. Inside is a disgusting brown bed and a dresser, but no stray. I looked around the room and saw something that confirmed Kuroka's information.
On the dresser was a Gundam figure. So, she was not lying about the stray so far. I prepare to continue looking around the station. It was then I heard a scream of pure horror coming from the first area I had left. I tightened my grip on my weapons. It was a female scream.
I immediately moved backward towards the entrance, and I took cover near a wall in the hallway leading to the room. I keep hearing the screaming and the new sounds of sadistic laughter in joy over hearing that scream. The scream echoed and kept my boots from being heard. I prepare myself, and then I get ready to activate my chainaxe and extend my mechadentrites with more roaring swords. I put my finger on the trigger of my bolt pistol. I prepare for my baptism in iron and blood.
Then, the sound of a hand slapping flesh is heard, and the screams halt for a second. Then, a voice of slime and unused oil spoke.
"Silence. You can scream after I'm done with you."
The woman, whoever they are, whimpering softly. I will gut him for the Machine God and Mars. I hear him move towards the hall, and that's where I count down. I start at five. When he gets to me, I'm at one. He turned into the hall, and I saw his disgusting face.
The stray has wild, long black hair. His eyes are brown, and his face type is Western. He doesn't have facial hair but has extremely wild black eyebrows, too. He is wearing extremely ratty clothing with a Gundam logo on it. I activated my axe, and the mecadentrites extended. The sudden and extremely loud roars in the enclosed space of the hallway and the underground made him back up, horribly dropping the tied-up woman he had been carrying on his right shoulder.
She landed on the ground with an oof and then screamed again. I used the confusion and the unknown to rush the stray. I get to him and then push him further away from the woman into the main room, where I chop with my axe, still roaring loudly and horribly.
The blow gets meat on him. Everything happening all at once helped immensely. The meat comes out of his right shoulder, and he screams incredibly loud and horrified. That is music to my ears. I use my anger to go after him, and it feels good. I then drew back the axe and chopped again at his arms, determined to take one at the midpoint. I fail as the stray recovers from the shock. He dodged the chop and backpedaled, throwing a punch that missed, but he accomplished his second goal of getting distance between me and him. He tripped over a rock and wobbled. I aim my bolt pistol just as he gets his footing again, and his left hand is holding his shoulder where I hit. He growled at me in rage.
"Who the fuck are you!"
I don't respond. Instead, I fired, and the bolt flew with the recoil being manageable. I had shot guns before in my first life, but the kick hurt a bit. Its horrendous bark echoing in the station makes the stray look at me with wide eyes of fear. He froze, and the shot hit his left foot. The shoe and his foot exploded into gore. He joined the woman screaming in pure agony and horror at his now missing foot. He wobbled, and I charged again. I saw the rock in our path and then kicked it towards him at a speed that was quick. It slammed into his gut and knocked him down, still screaming at his lost foot. I keep charging, and as he hits the floor with a thud, I aim and fire three more times in a fast motion.
At his hands and last foot. The three limbs explode outward in gore and bone shards. He kept screaming louder now. I then moved towards him slowly and before pointing my gun down at his head. He whimpered now, and he pissed himself. Know by his pant front growing wet. I had detached myself the whole time. Thinking of that woman in the closet. Her husband will see his wife again in the worst way possible. The stray screamed his question loudly.
"What the fuck are you!"
I let my voice masked by my rebreather and machines inside the grills, ring out.
"I am the Warrior of Mars."
I fired my bolt pistol, and his head exploded into gore. I don't throw up like I wanted to. I just imagine the people I save from beings like him. I then will the shells away, and watching them disappear gives me an action to distract me from my first kill. I retract my mechadendrites and silence the swords. Allowing the noise of the woman who was softly crying as the fight ended to be heard now. I deactivated my axe. Before I turned around to see the person. I widen my eyes, horrified at who this is. By the Machine God! How did this happen?
It's Issari. She was weeping badly, and was wearing jogging clothes. The left side of her face has a hand imprint from the slap. Issari heard my boots and started begging for her life.
"Please don't hurt me! I'll do anything you want! I'm just a kid! Please! You want money, it's yours! Anything you want, it's yours! Just let me go!"
Oh, Issari. I just want you safe. I holster my bolt pistol and remove my rebreather, attaching it to my back. Issari kept begging and begging for her life. The silence of my not answering makes her more terrified. She went silent and just wept. Canon is truly dead now. I finally said ten minutes later to my friend who was so scared.
"I just want you to forgive me, Issari-chan. For everything I have done."
She froze so very badly at my voice. We were silent for five more minutes before she whispered out in pure hope.
"Gregor-kun? Is that you?"
I make my way to her. Stopping to give her some control here.
"It is Issari-chan. Forgive me again I'm going to scare you with the noise, but I need to cut you free. Trust me now, like you did in the park the first time we met. I will explain it to you. Know I'm not lying to you when you hear it all. I won't lie to you ever again."
Issari is silent. It's just the noise of our breathing and water droplets coming down. Issari finally spoke up to me.
"I trust you, Gregor-kun. Please help me again like you did that day."
I activated the axe again, and its roars made Issari quake. I gently cut her bonds. The rope falls away, and I, once done, turn off the axe. Returning it to my left side. Issari prepared to get up, and I moved to her front and extended my hand. She looks up at me and only sees my mouth and the red eyes of my helm. I again spoke as she flinched.
"I will not let you ever be here again, Issari-chan. I owe you and him that."
She looked up at me, and hearing my voice again made her stop quaking. She takes my hand, and I pull her up to her feet. She once up hugged me and wept into my chest.
"It is you."
I hold her before slowly guiding her to the station entrance. She can't see anything, and that spares her a bit more. She almost lost everything tonight. This could have been her Raynare event, and Rias was not here this time. I silently say thanks to the Machine God for our miracle. I lead her up the stairs of the station into the night.
Once we got up top, I removed my helmet. Issari looked at my face and then slammed against me, hugging me. I softly hugged her, and we stayed like that for five minutes. I need to keep the illusion up for everyone else. I say to her with a little urgency.
"I need to hide this stuff, and we need to move quickly before someone else possibly gets here. I promise the truth to you. It will be long."
Issari nodded immediately.
"I can sleep over with you. My parents will immediately accept that. Please help me understand Gregor-kun I was so scared because he appeared suddenly and made ropes from nowhere."
I led her to the restroom, and I answered the easiest question.
"He had magic. Let me get this off, and I'll explain more. Trust me, Issari."
She widened her eyes to saucers but nodded. I quickly moved, got my gear back into the box, and exited the bathroom three minutes later to see Issari still there and shaking. Upon seeing me, she looped her arms around my neck. Burrowing her head against my chest. I pat her back, and I lead us over to the path. Issari looks up into my eyes.
"Magic is real. What else?"
I gently led her away from that station of nightmares. The night is early, and I will get us something. Probably Ice cream. As we walk, I answer her.
"So much more. Each thing is more complicated and or horrifying. It will scare you, Issari."
She grew worried at the answer. I won't lie to her.
"There are many things, Issari, that you will learn tonight. I want to explain a core thing, however. The supernatural is real. All of it. The man back there was a devil like the ones in the Bible."
Issari blinked at that. Then her eyes widened worse. She was silent, and we kept walking. I led us to an ice cream shop and asked her what she wanted. Issari wanted raspberry. I got blackberry. I paid, and we walked out of the shop. We continue past people enjoying the Friday night. Issari had been silent since the revelation. Eating her ice cream slowly. Before she asked as we got to the park, that was the midway point.
"Everything in that world is real? Including gods?"
We move toward the fountain, and we sit on it near the spot that was her other self's deathbed. I nod.
"Yes. The Shinto are real as are the Greek Gods. Even the God of the Bible is real."
Issari is silent. She unconsciously licks up ice cream.
"Is your god real? You told me that you have one."
I get ready to explain the warp without the context for someone new to everything. She isn't stupid, Issei.
"No not yet. However, one day, he could be real."
She is confused.
"Imagine a sea Issari. All of a sea. When you have that picture, then imagine the sea made up of energy. You're smart and not entirely a knucklehead, so I won't treat you as stupid. That sea is called the warp and the gods live in it. Enough mortals can, with enough faith and pure belief in ideas, make gods. Mine doesn't have enough faith to exist yet."
She thought about that extremely hard.
"How?"
I nodded.
"By having souls and psychic energy. Humans can eventually evolve to get those powers. It will be a very long time, but we can. Now imagine that sea as a never-ending thing. It can cross over our planet and more think from Earth, then out. Till you get to what I'm hinting at."
She is amazed by the explanation. She frowned upon hearing the sea being never-ending. Then, her eyes continued exploding as her thoughts reached a point. She lost her remaining ice cream as it fell over in shock as her hand wobbled.
"It can go across a galaxy."
I corrected that.
"Yes, but more. It can cross realities. There are infinite numbers of them with each being infinitely different. Some in small ways, others in massive significant ones. I can describe several to you."
She kept wobbling. Her eyes suddenly turned bright. Before she smiled her evil pervert smile, she jumped up onto the fountain and fist pumps into the air with a cool guy thumbs up at the end. I'm horrified and terribly amused, along with disappointed. Of course, she goes there. Issari is now grinning, perversely imagining the possibilities of that.
"I get the harem! I get my sexy swordsman or woman! I get to see all the breasts and pecs! Oh, knowing that I will help form your god Gregor-kun! I'm going to get them all! Like other mes!"
I snorted at the amount of stupid Issari logic that is sadly correct. She does usually get them. Issari kept dancing around and was so very happy with that knowledge. I sighed, but she had mostly forgotten her trauma. We will need to get that fixed eventually. Me too. I keep seeing the face of that woman. I let Issari keep dancing before I describe a place to her. I gestured for her to follow as I finished my ice cream. She follows, still dancing.
"There is a place, Issari, where you get many. But it's a weird place, not at all like here. You're a dude, and you are an idiot. You are still friends with the duo, and they screw you over when they peep. The pink-haired swordswoman and the chestnut beat you up horrendously in that spot, you want to do to them."
Issari stopped dancing and was shocked. Before she winced at the end.
"Oww. That's weird. I'm a dude, but fuck. I get the harem there, yes?"
I snorted again.
"You do by being the good person you are. They all love you, and you treat them right. Despite the fact that you're an open pervert. You are much better here."
She fist pumped again in pure joy, dancing again. Never change, Issari. She then begged me for names.
"Who! Who are they? Maybe I can win again here! I'll get my sexy harem!"
I shake my head.
"Issari, the reality here is significantly different from there. It's like that with your goal, too. You can't expect them to instantly do that its not right for you or them. To place an expectation on them, they can't understand yet. No names. I can help explain a very likely reason you're like that. The desire for the connections. It leads to my next revelations. We will talk more about that in my home. Also, I have a roommate, and you will not perv on them. She might be asleep, and she is tired and wanted a bed to sleep on."
Issari salutes me.
"No perving on roommate Gregor-sensei, sir!"
"You damn pervert, but thanks. She is interesting, and you will be surprised at her."
We finally got to my house, and I opened the lock. The lock scanned me, and then there was the beep. I gently opened the door, and to my surprise, Kuroka was awake. Her tails and ears are out, and Issari is focused on them intensely. I sighed again but couldn't blame her. I do have a question. How the fuck did she get an Xbox? She is currently playing a game of Halo, and I shivered at the possibility of them. Oh, that's horrible if true. Kuroka is winning her game, and she looks at us with a raised eyebrow. She smiles sexually at seeing me.
"Hey, sexy nya. You have gotten stronger, and you brought the pervert. Nice to meet you, nya."
I just replied to her.
"Hey Kuroka. The house is still here and not burning, which is good. Quick question: where did you get an Xbox?"
Kuroka smirks heavily. Issari begins to pant at the catgirl and her dress.
"This was stolen from a stray who tried to double-cross me. He was not smart, and he didn't think I was strong nya. I kept it because I have a crew don't worry, chestnut, they are real. The stray is dead, I'm guessing nya?"
That's better, and given strays, I'll accept that. I can get Issari, her stupid cheese man. Issari woofed loudly as I closed the door.
"Fair. Kuroka this is Issari. Issari Kuroka. No san. She is a Western girl, like how I'm a Western boy. Yes, he is dead, and I made him piss himself in fear. He was a disgusting fuck and kept it going. We need to report a prior victim of his to the police, but I need the station for personal use. The victim has been missing since the beginning of the week."
Kuroka nodded, and thankfully, Issari was too busy panting over the tails to have heard that admission. Kuroka does make it better.
"I'll get a good stray to give them the information. She's nice, and she doesn't like those ones either, nya. I'll help secure the station with you. We can get the bodies cleaned up nya. It's in there along with his?"
I nodded, sitting on my lifting bench.
"It is. What's your friend's name? I need more information and practice against them."
Issari just keeps panting, and Kuroka isn't offended. She's horribly amused.
"Her name is Kalawarna. She's somewhat haughty sometimes but that's expected given she is a former fallen angel nya. She and her crew are good people though she is the only stray among them."
What the fuck! Kalawarna being a good person and a stray! What the flying monkeys fuck!
"Her reason?"
Kuroka shrugged.
"Her king was a prick, nya. They killed her, then reincarnated her. She was a one pawn, and she hated her nya. She tried running twice before, but her king stopped her. The third time, she got help from me, nya. We killed her, and that allowed Kalawarna to run. We kept in contact, and she does a bit of work for Grigori on the side, nya. One of the big three biblical factions. She is cool just a bit reserved, nya."
Wow. That's something. Issari finally stopped panting.
"Cat is sexy. Need me one. Back off, Gregor-kun; she is mine!"
I face-palm while Kuroka laughed out loud before smirking.
"I like both nya. However, Sexy is my main target, Chestnut. You are not strong, so I sadly don't see us working nya."
Issari wept waterfall tears getting called weak. Kuroka continued smirking.
"She's cute nya. Sexy has a kill, and he is a good conversationalist. Get stronger chestnut, and you have a chance, nya."
I started snickers of my own. You just got the master mega pervert after you. She is stupidly smart. Issari grew especially focused. Then she declared to Kuroka.
"I'll get you, sexy cat! My dream is to be a harem queen! You're the first on the path to my dream!"
Kuroka is amused more than ever. I, however, do need to explain to Issari her gear. I could fuck with Kuroka. Make us seem a much better option than the Brigade. Start Issari early on her rivalry. That's funny but dangerous. Yet canon is dead. So, I interrupt the next round.
"She can be strong and also has gear. You should not have said that, Kuroka."
Kuroka grew very interested. As did Issari.
"Gear?"
I smirked, enjoying the looks.
"Gear or sacred gear is an item like a superpower. It resides in your soul and can vary on person. My gear is broken as is yours too, Issari. It was created by the Big G to give humans a fighting chance against the supernatural. He is extremely good to us, and he really tries for us. He doesn't like your gear, but he wants humans strong like the rest of the supernatural world."
Issari is fascinated by the explanation. Kuroka is looking at me with lust. Issari asked again.
"How do you know I have gear, and was it?"
There it is. The insecurity.
"Issari, you're wonderful before the gear and wonderful after the gear. Remember our talk about the sea. It's there, too. I'm also like that. You won't believe the differences."
She widened her eyes to the limit. Kuroka is confused by the mention of the warp. Issari frowned.
"What about her? Are you lying to her, really? That's not you."
I lifted my shirt, and Kuroka woofed, seeing the muscles. I showed my back, and Issari saw the scar. Getting a little bit more. I looked over my shoulder.
"It was real. The problem is that he was my opposite. For him, I will try. I'll explain more downstairs. Please don't hate me for the explanation. I didn't have a choice."
Issari softened her face.
"You do things for a reason. Let me call my parents or they will get worried."
She got up and went to the kitchen to call. Kuroka looks at me before frowning.
"What does she have, nya? Gear wise. I'm guessing it's something like twice critical, nya. That's common and not broken. Will my sexy mate give his sexy cat a hint, nya?"
I smirked evilness and laughed a supervillain laugh. Koriel joined me. Mood kindred unite! Kuroka actually shivers in lust there.
"Don't tell me, nya. I want more of that. That's hot nya. I'll be good, Sexy."
I teased.
"I might tell you just to punish you. I like my roommate, and I do think you're ok. You won't regret your choice with me."
She smiled there. That does explain her king more. I promise.
"We will be doing good things, Kuroka. I will help your sister since Rias is not in good shape. I think now that I know more that, I can really help. Not the way they expect in me being in their peerage, but in a few ways that are interesting. I'll eventually let you in, too."
Kuroka purrs there.
"You're ok nya. I think you're good too. Please reward your Bad Cat eventually, nya. I will say off the record that you're better than my last crew. They were assess and pretended to care about things I wanted but they eventually betrayed me nya. I'm a good judge of character as well and you really are mate material. You knew my story and didn't immediately attack nya. You don't seem interested in the bounty despite the price of it and being on a budget. Why are you the way you are, nya?"
I think of Kate. My wonderful person who had made my years there the best. I smile, remembering my best night, which was us gazing up at the stars and dreaming of owning a house on Mars. Geeking out with red robes and or red fire warrior armor and chasing people around with model props. That was the best night for both of us. The time we were happiest. But it came crashing down three years later. Because of something she didn't know and I didn't care about at all. She had not had the ability for kids. Lost that because of a thing in childhood and she was so heartbroken as was I learning that. I wanted kids with her. I loved her like the world. I told her that it didn't matter to me. That I would never leave her. She never recovered from that news. She wanted me to have those kids. That had split us apart. Made us lose the best thing ever. I answered back.
"I don't want regrets for me or for others. It destroys you and makes you lose the best things. I regret not knowing my cousin. I regret that my first reaction to Issari was not good. I would regret not helping you with what I think I know and could help. You are a bad cat, but you did it for good reasons."
Kuroka isn't thirsty there. She smiled and showed her teeth.
"Regret is indeed horrible, nya. I regret taking his offer, I regret that I left my Shirone. It does destroy you nya. I think I will enjoy someone who gets that at a young age. Most are like your friend in being just horny not getting the world, nya. You're only two years younger than me and it will be sad when you go."
I understand that.
"I'm here for a good while, Kuroka. I'll show you something in a few days. You will be amazed at it, but don't throw up when I do the deed. I think we can form something that isn't like your other crew option. Truly help people instead of being sick fucks."
Kuroka grew intensely interested in my promise and more in the idea.
"What will we be called nya?"
I smiled because it was a wonderful name.
"The Legio Solar. You will get it when I let you in more because I have plans for us all. I want to shine like the sun and burn away the shit on both sides. Make light, not darkness."
Kuroka is amused by the name.
"It sounds interesting, but both sides, nya? Not one? We will never be accepted on the mundane side, nya. Because we are stronger than them."
"We are, but the strong should be serving as paragons of virtue not throwing shit onto the weak. Make the weak have something to aspire to. Always pushing upwards to Mars and Beyond."
Kuroka huffed at the idea, but her face grew dreamier.
"It's a good dream, nya. You're a weirdo, thinking that works. I'll build this if you impress me nya."
I smirked heavily. The reader will be my Magnum Opus. I will drag humanity into the stars kicking and screaming if I have to.
"I will. I do want to ask more questions about stray nests. I need more combat experience, and I want to show the bad cat that I will keep my promise."
Kuroka smirked.
"Oh, you're on the top three now, nya. You're going to get a sexy cat girlfriend if you keep it."
I snort.
"I have you and a very sad person chasing me, plus the pervert if she tries. I'm not a harem man so step up your game, bad cat."
That surprised her.
"You're not nya?"
I smile again, thinking of Kate.
"One is enough for me. Let Issari get her dream, but mine is with a partner who gets me completely. I won't accept more unless something happens that makes it unavoidable. If it happens, I will never have favorites in it."
Kuroka is silent. Before she nodded her acceptance. Issari gets back to the living room, and she is serious.
"I'm good for the night, Gregor-kun. I'm ready to know."
I nodded and then moved to the basement door. Issari followed me. I wave to Kuroka.
"Kick some noob's teeth in then teabag them."
Kuroka barks out laughing.
"Will do nya!"
Issari doesn't get the slang or teabags. I snicker, remembering a time when Kate and I did that to a party in a game we played together. Good times because they raged hard for three hours. I opened the lock, and we entered the basement. Before I close the door and reset the lock. Along with hitting a noise damper, I installed it on the door to make nothing get upstairs through it or the floor. Issari immediately focused on my strange washing machine and dryer. She, however, kept going downstairs.
I lead her over to the vault. Issari is weirded out by the gothic design along with the symbol. I smile and begin.
"Issari, you have something for your gear called the Boosted Gear. I believe it influenced you significantly and made you into what I call a social dragon. You want the harem badly because of it. My gear is called The Standard Template Constructer or STC. Both are incredibly broken because we have what is called a Longinus. The Longinus are the fourteen most powerful gears as they can potentially kill gods."
That makes her stop in amazement. Her face seemed to lighten up because that explanation made her realize that she was not weak and had made her into who she was. Destroying doubts. Before, she grew perverted.
"I can get the cat! My gear is dragon-based! I can potentially kill gods?"
I nodded.
"Potentially. You still need to do tons of work to get there, but yes, you can. The social dragon aspect makes you want many connections; thus, the harem desires intensely for you. Let me help you take the first step to understanding it better."
I pulled out the scanner and then put it next to her right arm before activating it. There is a small beep before, all of a sudden, the red gauntlet pops up, and the appearance makes Issari blink. Then I smile.
"Your gear boosts your attacks in strength. You can punch incredibly hard but you can do that only a certain number of times before you faint. You can refine that by training it up. Please be nice to your partner. He is ok and is just a grumpy gecko."
That makes the gem on the gauntlet light up in fury.
"You snot nose brat, I'm a dragon, not a fucking gecko! I'm way more powerful than you! You will suffer the wrath of Ddraig!"
Issari looked wide-eyed at the gauntlet. I yawned at the insult.
"You're a gecko who should be thanking me for helping you out. Your host is not incompetent, and you have an advantage in me being her friend. You can get more vengeance on the white one. They will be outclassed by your host."
The room grows silent. Then Ddraig spoke incredulously.
"How is having a pervert going to win me my victory against the White One? You're just a brat who is decent enough yet weaker than most foes. You're an idiot."
Issari gets pissed and whacks her gauntlet.
"He is smarter than you, gecko! He is trying to help us, you asshole!"
They settled into arguing with each other. Normal stuff for these two. Throwing insults at each other before they started to get one-upped. I finally make them both shut up. By my axe out roaring as I cut off my left-hand ring finger. The limb falls to the floor, and blood spurts. The two idiots watched the third one. Issari screamed out.
"What the fuck! Gregor-kun why! Ten is better than nine!"
It fucking hurts. I say to them while holding in a whimper.
"Watch pervert, gecko. This is why I'm not scared of you or the rest of them. I fight smarter, not harder, and will crush the supernatural world a bit more easily."
The two look on in pure horror. Before it turns to wide-eye shock. As my finger reforms, I wiggle it. Issari blinked. Ddraig didn't say anything. Too stunned to say anything. Issari poked the finger. It was a soft poke. Then, a harder one. Then she knelt and was brave by poking the dead finger. I smile.
"I'm what is called a perpetual. I'm effectively immortal. You can drop a nuke on me, and I will return. It will fucking hurt, but I will. I can chop off my head, and it will regrow back. I have that and the healing factor. I can make other things that can enhance me up past supernatural creatures. I can become stronger than nearly everything but gods. I have plans for them, too. I can back up my claims more. Issari. Remember the sea. My ability comes from another place. One where we humans are the rulers of a galaxy. Where we have spaceships in stupidly high numbers. Where we have trillions of soldiers and a million inhabited worlds. Ddraig thinks about that, too because I can bring things from there to here. Imagine the possibility of you having weapons, tactics, sword styles, and more that outclass the supernatural world and the White One."
Issari froze at that revelation. She dropped her mouth to the floor. Ddraig barks out, pissed.
"Bullshit you are a stupid human who was just lucky and got a good healing factor. Your claim about the sea is shit too. You can't do that and make gods. I just see a stupid human that is reaching for delusions."
I yawned again, unimpressed.
"Yet I activated you with a simple click. I can back up words. I have a las gun which was a standard issue weapon for those trillions of soldiers. I can make my claims, Ddraig. Your host could win your rivalry easily, but we have bigger problems than your rival. Issari, that place had serious foes. Things that make that devil man look like a fly, and they might be here."
She and Ddraig froze more. Ddraig was silent again. Issari, however, like I know she isn't stupid.
"You're saying. They which we long have asked are real are? Them."
Ddraig doesn't get the new fear in his host's voice. I nodded.
"They are real. That reality had them, and all of them hated us. We were barely holding them back with those numbers. They might be here, too. If they are, they will crush us in hours. We are a single world and are in more trouble than anyone on our planet realizes."
Issari quakes. She is human, and her world was shattered tonight. She sees it like I do. Ddraig, however, growled.
"You are insane. Host kill him he does have a Longinus, as he claims. The only thing of truth he has spoken of. I might not like humans much because you're all worthless for the most part, but I'm not going to let this madman get out of here alive."
Issari growled at the order like a dragon. She then snarled at her gauntlet.
"You are beyond stupid gecko if you think I will kill my best friend who saved me tonight. Gregor-kun has been nothing but good to me. He had faith in me, an outcast and a pervert. He has been pushing me to be better because he knows things about people. He is a person who builds people up, not tears them down unless it's that freak who kidnapped me. You're a stupid lizard if you think I'll kill the best thing in my life who is explaining things to me like an actual person."
I stop the next words by summoning Koriel and the anvil. Issari grew wide-eyed again, seeing Koriel and her cybernetics. The red robes and the very alien features of a human of the future. Koriel is relaxed. She had been having fun building new designs in her space. I spoke while glancing at my partner.
"Ddraig, meet Fabricator Koriel Zeth of Mars. A woman from another reality. She is my partner, and unlike you and yours right now, we get along incredibly well. Sis, this is the gecko and Issari. My pervert friend with a heart of gold."
Koriel is amused more than ever by the silence from her opposite in Ddraig. The Longinus look at each other. The gem and Koriel just keep staring as Issari looks at Koriel in amazement. Koriel finally speaks up with ultra amusement.
"My partner is correct in his words, completely lizard. I am indeed from Mars. We did have a million worlds and did have armies in the trillions. The Xenos he spoke of were horribly real. He is correct that you, with nothing at the moment, would be crushed in hours. We had things that made us stronger. Those things are not here. Get off your high grox and try looking at this from a human's perspective where we are at the bottom. You're now that, too."
Issari looks at the cybernetic eyes in amazement.
"This is why you believe that. Machines have spirits, and with the sea, they eventually can be real. Oh my god! Oh my god! You are not crazy! Oh, by the Machine God, I'm sold! It might not be real yet, but it gave me you! The Shinto didn't save me it did. I'm sorry for laughing at you, Gregor-kun! If your god brought you to me in my hour of need, then it must be good!"
I stopped Issari before she did something she could regret.
"The Shinto don't seem to be bad, Issari-chan, and the original Machine God was not good. He was very likely a monster."
Koriel stiffened as did Issari.
"The original Machine God was most likely what is called a C'tan. A being that was part of a species that did extremely cruel things to trillions of beings. It ate souls, and it unconsciously pushed the Cult Mechcanicum, which is what my religion is called, into chopping off their limbs to appease it. The idea, Issari, is good. Knowledge must be preserved and used correctly, with certain things never being reached for. The faith had many things that were not good. The Mechcanicum advocates for getting rid of everything that is organic to replace it all with machines. Become a complete cyborg and deny everything that is human. Don't abandon the Shinto unless it is of your own free will, and you know if they do or do not try for humans."
Koriel is horrified at that revelation. Issari, however, stops me.
"Context is important but you said we make new ones. I will believe in a god that is like you in being logical and yet tries for people. I will believe in that because you are trying to make me think this out and make the right decision. I am with my friend who fought that thing who kidnapped me. I am with my friend until I either die or we win. I stand with my friend, who wants me to be a better person and is helping me before himself. I am never going to regret being a warrior of Mars."
I hope the Shinto aren't pissed at me. I don't need godly foes yet. Ddraig finally spoke up.
"This is not possible you can't form gods. They are already here and made, but she is real, too. Like me. How?"
I prepare for this and begin.
"I am from a different reality. I had another life Issari, I will not lie here. This body is the body of Akeno's cousin and his name was Alex. I really am Gregor. Alex was almost certainly me here in this reality as we have the exact same childhood events. I was brought here by something more powerful than a god. I didn't ask for this, and I don't want to be here. The reason I'm trying for her is because Alex deserves to have his dreams and desires fulfilled. He wanted to find her again and reconnect. I'm not doing it to be cruel to her. I'm doing it because his dreams matter. Like how I'm trying for you because your base version that boy I described deserves to have someone looking out for you too."
Issari blinked, as did the gem. Issari gets a face of understanding everything why I was like that with Akeno. Hesitation at first, then accepting it. It explains the memory loss, too, because technically, I did have that. She, however, asked in curiosity.
"What was yours like? I don't like that you're giving her false hope, but you're doing it to help her, who was in a bad place. She would have done something worse had you not done that."
I nodded my head.
"It was extremely different, Issari. I, however, am now him. I'm stuck here, so I will be him. Our family is not good, Issari. They tried to kill her like they did kill her mother. I'm pretty certain they tried to kill Alex and his mom with a car crash. The family is extremely xenophobic against the supernatural, and they kill anyone that tries to be different from them."
Ddraig finally asks his next question while Issari is horrified.
"Their name because you seem certain about that?"
I replied as Issari continued to be horrified by the new information.
"Himejima."
Ddraig winced. Shown by the rapid blinks of the gem.
"They do that. You're right oh fuck. That might mean you're actually telling the truth. That is not well known outside certain circles."
I continued.
"My cousin is going through a horrible situation right now as is the redhead she is with. I know their stories like I know yours, but there are differences. Base Akeno didn't have me. Her friend was a powerful heiress in the nobility of her species; here she is, a third child with crippling depression. Ddraig, there are versions of you that are vastly different. The multiverse is infinite and in some, you're with an evil version of Issari. In others, you are on the current version of the White One's host. Think again about what I said. We are in serious trouble because we are now in a reality that is very dangerous. What happened tonight is an event that was similar to base reality, but the person who saved you was different. As was the result. Issari, you die in that base reality. You're only alive because of the redhead. You're not human you're a devil, and while it's good there, it's not here. The reincarnated, which is the vast majority of the species now, are virtually slaves."
That makes both shake in fear.
"Oh, Machine God you must be real because you gave me Gregor-kun! You must be the best thing since porn! I will believe in you more than ever!"
I slapped my palm against my face. I'm going to piss off the Shinto. Ddraig kept blinking rapidly and at random colors of light.
"Oh fuck. I don't like devils. They killed my last host it was for a good reason, but it was a cowardly attack. Shooting him with an arrow that hit his heart after we killed the white one when we were extremely tired. I could be with one that is them!"
I snark back.
"You're in a devil in the vast majority number of realities. Your host is often called the Breast Dragon Emperor. He gets a TV show called Oppai Dragon. I'm helping you not be that. Yes, she is a pervert here, which is also near-universal with all her versions, but here, your pervert is trying to be stronger off the get-go. Base him is weak and only powers up through breasts so try to be nicer to me. I want Issari to be strong and to get her dream without subjecting you to that because you're a grumpy gecko, but no one deserves to suffer that."
We all four shiver in horror there. Ddraig weeps as he learns about himself suffering that. Issari shakes because while she loves breasts and pecs, she isn't stupid that way. She looks to the weeping Ddraig.
"I will never do that to you, gecko. I want the harem, too, but that's pure torture. Gregor-Kun has been encouraging me to exercise. He's been encouraging me to learn swords. He's been doing all this while knowing base me. It makes horrible sense. He knows sword stuff that even our sensei, who is very knowledgeable, doesn't know. He must know this future reality stuff. Machine God, I will be stronger and better than him!"
Ddraig kept weeping. This time, in pure relief.
"I'll never insult you again, partner! Thank you! I'll also never insult you, too, green man! Please save me from them! I'm a good dragon! I'm not Apophis! I just wanted to have a strong rival with her because she was the best mate after our fights! Please help me, green man!"
I froze. Issari joined her partner in weeping. Oh no. Was the supernatural world's most heated rivalry ever between dragons inspired by fucking horny! I reluctantly asked.
"Albion is a female here, isn't she?"
Ddraig weeps more.
"Yes she was wonderful to me after our fights to the near-death, but she blames me for our current situation! I didn't think that fighting near the armies of the Great War was a bad thing! I just wanted to have fun with her after and impress them! I didn't mean to kill most of the armies and the leaders! It was Big G that stopped us! He bitch slapped me and Alby around into a circle that would make us into gear! He then got murdered by a crow with knives for ears! We didn't mean to cause that! Alby doesn't remember as much as I do! She doesn't remember that we had a good thing going!"
Oh, come the fuck on! You stupid horny lizard! Of fucking course, it's a bad idea to fight near armies when you're a pair of massive dragons! But it answers a good question. Kokabiel is his typical rat self. He strikes when Big G is busy slapping around perverts. No fucking wonder I'm here.
Issari and Ddraig kept weeping together. Ddraig for Alby. Issari, for the sad story. I finally found my own happy place. Strangulation of the dragon who is a horny fuck like his host. Oh, I'm so tempted to do that to Issari despite everything.
"You fucking stupid gecko of fucking course, it's a bad idea to do that! I'm in total support for you being killed by him and her because it is your fault! You took the best god who actually cared for us away because you couldn't see that fighting near them in the middle of the war was very bad. Issari, I like you a lot as my friend, but I want to strangle you and him! You stupid idiot dragon you took away a potential source of power for us against the Xeno and helped break our world! I'm ready to kill you!"
Issari and Ddraig kept weeping in unison. Issari defended her partner while weeping.
"He's my mood kindred Gregor-kun hindsight is 20/20! Leave my partner alone! I'm so sorry, gecko I'll never torture you!"
They weep together in ultra comfort and support. I have to fix this world. Koriel had been busy enjoying the suffering of the two horny idiots. She smiles more evilly after each episode.
"This Slannesh might be onto something there. This is good."
I slammed the anvil in anger there. The rage was legendary.
"Never agree with Chaos, Sis! They are the worst things in many parts of the multiverse! They destroyed civilizations by the millions because of agreeing with them! We are horrifically lucky they are not here! We would be their twisted slaves because the master of asshole kind is not here, and we would make the galaxy burn! I will take your building permit away for three years if you do that again!"
Koriel froze, as did the other two, hearing my rage. It felt so good. Issari has never heard or seen me angry before. Neither has Koriel. I gripped the anvil harder.
"I am like Perturabo in my hate of them! If I have to have that title, I will make it stand against things like them! Gods who see us as nothing but playthings! We don't have the ultimate asshole who fought them, and I will be that forever if I have to! They will never enter this reality! If the Machine God gets made, he will stand against them! I don't want to spread my beliefs at the edge of a sword, but I will if it means protecting us all!"
The room falls completely silent. My rage was clear for Issari, Koriel, and Ddraig. They are now not going to test me on the rage. Issari is brave.
"What is Chaos?"
I calm down and close my eyes. It's not going to be easy.
"They are gods of evil, Issari. We can and do make them in millions of realities. They corrupt worlds and people. They destroy everything they touch, and they have things that drive you insane just by looking at them for a second. Those creatures are called daemons. Chaos is insidious and makes mortals suffer for fun. I hate them because they are chain makers promising you freedom. Issari that future reality was not a bright place. Humanity was evil there. We had abandoned hope and progress, we left behind the idea of wonder and became disgusting. It was a reality of only war and the laughter of thirsting gods."
She and Ddraig are silent again. Something else spoke now, making all of us jump because it was not here before.
"He is correct. Chaos is real, and I stand against it. It is why he and I now fight. Why he worries is correct because they can enter places easily. Fabricator never agree with them because they spread like Orks."
Standing behind us is a man. He is wearing my face. Except his right eye is bionic red. He wears red robes, and next to him is a Japanese woman in a traditional cherry red dress. She is watching the other me wary. But her face smiles gently seeing me. I widened my eyes, as did Issari and Koriel. Ddraig looks at both with growing horror because he recognizes the energy of them. He blinked and spoke from his gem.
"Holy shit. You're not crazy. That's a…..."
I finished for him while watching the older version of me in clear suspicion. It's a warp spawn. As is the woman.
"A god. You should not be here yet. There are only two of us now, and neither of us is a psyker, as far as I checked. I apologize to you, madam, for the rudeness, but what the fuck are you doing in my house?"
The Goddess smiles and giggles while the other me snorts amusedly. A robe moved, and his left leg was also a cybernetic implant. He just pulled the robes back over it, and the Goddess stopped giggling before growing serious. She spoke with a regal tone.
"You're excused for the rudeness, human. I am here because of you and your new patron. I am Amaterasu. I am here to thank you for helping one of mine tonight get justice. You didn't have to help her or kill her murderer yet you did. Your action, plus your first in respecting our temple despite the representation of us by the fox, led us to watch you more closely. Forgive your patron. He and I have watched you explain to the lizard and the pervert. We in the Shinto are not mad about the girl's new faith. A gift from me to you. I understand you are not a proselytizing person and this is vastly preferable to her original fate."
I blinked, then narrowed my eyes at the Goddess. Issari bows to one of her former goddesses and to her new god. Ddraig is silent, just internally freaking out because I was never lying. Thus, he really did have versions of him suffering. I don't bow but answer brutally.
"The representative was a bitch of the highest order, and if I cross paths with her again, I will make her scream in agony for the insults to me and the threat of being hanged. I did the deed for her in the closet alone, not to earn favors. Explain how you are real because it takes more than two to make gods. What was her original fate?"
Amaterasu snorted in amusement, in clear agreement with my words on Himura. The Machine God just smiles and answers the first question.
"Your oaths and actions throughout today attracted someone, and he helped. You have been feeding my birth since your first conversation with the Fabricator, and you finished the process when you embraced your destiny fully. I am you, and you are me. You who is my wanted champion. I took everything I am from you, and I will not force you to be my champion yet I wish you would. I also wish to help you because we have few friends and many enemies. I care about humanity thanks to you, and I am never going to be like Chaos nor the original one."
Amaterasu spoke up now for the second part.
"She is indeed a bitch. I also understand you did the deed because you want to help people, not for power. As for my former believer, her fate was to die in that place. No, you didn't make that happen. She would have been following after a man with massive pecs and been unaware of the stray. She would have died here, and we were prepared for that until you entered my temple. Then the lines went out of whack, and we didn't know what would happen. Young lady, we tried to help you with the situation, but your nature would have led you to it overwhelmingly. We in the Shinto are not evil, and we do care. We just can't do much because of our sphere and our fading powers. I would rather her be with him than dead."
Issari looked horrified, as did I. That was her Raynare event, and it would have been worse. Koriel looks at the Machine God wary, too. He smiles at her.
"You're free to continue your beliefs, Fabricator. I hold no claim on you, and neither does the first one. He is gone killed when your reality collapsed at the end of it. It's why you were in the warp sea, I do want my possible champion to eventually accept me, but it is not determined yet. I do wish to help you. Your fears are correct, as is Big G's. We have xenos here, but neither my fellow possible friend here nor I can see them."
That agreement on the Xenos by a god makes Issari and Ddraig blink rapidly. Amaterasu looked at the Machine God wary again before she softly smiled before speaking.
"You will be hated for your possible champion. However, you are not like the last god that formed. He tried immediately to attack us in the Shinto, and his followers launched the subway attacks in Tokyo in 1997. They caused many deaths, and why we are against new ones forming on our soil. Why we were hesitant about you human."
Issari grew horrified at the mention of the attacks. Her expression made me realize that this was true. I know this group, Aum Shinrikyo, but the year is wrong. That made more sense than ever why they hesitated.
"I'm guessing it was worse here with them. In my reality, they were two years earlier, and they didn't do as well. That's a horrible reason but understandable."
Amaterasu nods.
"Yes, it was. I am sad to hear they exist in your place, too. Aum Shinrikyo was much deadlier here. They had help from a group of fallen who acted as the brains behind the project. We don't know who their cadre head was."
I spoke up because I have a very good idea who this is and why the attacks were made.
"How many places in the Aum Shinrikyo attacks were close to devil enclaves and contractors?"
Amaterasu thought about that hard. Before her eyes widened horrifically wide. Issari looked at me in curious disbelief. The Goddess answered.
"Nearly all of them. You have an idea of who made the attack, given your extra-dimensional status."
I nodded.
"It is very likely a fallen Cadre head called Kokabiel. He wants a second Great War, and he might have tried to kickstart it. He is a rat and needs to be killed more than ever. He might be using cult events to try to kickstart war. It would be in his favor to do that so as to include us humans in the slaughter now that we are stronger than we were in the first one."
The Machine God gets angry there. He was incredibly pissed because his face turned into all machines, with his eye turning human. Amaterasu gets pissed too. Issari spoke softly.
"The Aum attacks killed ten thousand people, Gregor-kun. You're saying that this fallen head did this to kickstart war. That's horrifying."
Ten thousand people dead thanks to that cur. Even with it failing, he would be extremely happy there. I spat on the floor.
"The crow will die. I will make him scream because that is exactly the kind of thing he would enjoy, given his rat nature with Ddraig. I wouldn't put it past him."
Ddraig blinked and spoke again.
"That was him! He did this, possibly too! Oh, my holy scales, that's not good!"
Amaterasu is confused, but the Machine God isn't.
"I want him dead. I want you as my champion now more than ever. Kill him and make him scream. If he truly did this, he is my enemy, and I will help you kill him."
I look to Amaterasu.
"Get your people to look into this because he has a plan in the other place to kill a Gremory and or a Sitri. There are two Gremory here in Kuoh, along with a Sitri. He will attempt something similar if his plan is like that again. The Gremory I met can't fight a wet paper bag easily."
The Goddess nodded before looking towards the Machine God.
"If your likely champion is correct in this, you will have my full backing in allowing your existence here in Japan. This is a bigger possible lead than we have ever had since the attacks. Azazel denies up and down he allowed Grigori to do this. We have never believed him and is why we have standing orders among the Youkai and Principle Clans to attack Grigori if they enter Japan. If this fallen is the culprit and he was rogue, then we will rescind the order on Azazel. Champion, you have my support in being here. Your deeds for my priestess and the girl earned you that. If your theory is correct, you will have the support of the Shinto permanently, and I will give you vengeance on the fox. She is extremely close herself to going rogue."
That makes me smirk evilness. Vengeance on the bitch who sees us as nothing. I began to laugh like a supervillain at such horrible promises of pain and suffering on Himura because I was right, and vengeance is beautiful. Koriel, along with the Machine God, are just amused incredibly well by that because the Machine God's face returns to normal. Issari began to pant heavily in open perversion because, apparently, this was hot for her like it was for Kuroka.
Kuroka shivered pleasantly. Her mate was doing that laugh again. Oh, why did she have to like that? She went back to crushing noobs with her pals. Kalawarna was playing, too, and was interested in this idea. Legio Solar. It was a silly idea, yet this potential mate was sexy.
I stopped laughing. I then turned to Amaterasu.
"Deal and I will do digging on my own. Better to have multiple angles. I promise that I will protect the Shinto if I become the thing I don't want. I'm not going to destroy faith that goes to Gods that try but if there are rat ones are out there, I will have them justify to me why they should exist."
The Goddess nodded at that promise before disappearing. Issari stopped panting and looked to her new god. He smiled at her.
"You will bloom under my hopeful champion. You will not regret becoming a warrior of Mars however, you will not see the light often girl. Iron and Blood is our creed. You must understand that you might lose limbs. Lose the light you are like another version of you. He is now interested in you because he had a similar thing with the universe that changed everything. He helped me form to give us a chance here because we are extremely close to what he calls dark forest zones. Almost in one completely. He tells me to tell you hello and that he has it too. If you get it, no favorites. His advice to you. Don't disappoint him."
Issari beams and grows determined.
"He will see that I am not like base us. I'm not stupid and powered by breasts. I love them but won't make our partner suffer."
The Machine God chuckled.
"He will, but he watches you more. The last one he saw was disappointing. That one failed because of an inside job. They failed totally because they trusted a woman who was like your friend here now. She was a very well-hidden monster who was given power, and she abused it and him. She ended up enslaving that reality, and the One Above All had to nuke it. To keep her from spreading like Chaos as she planned to hit another reality nearby. You trusted the right person here. He is trying for you and the teaser. Don't hold that against him too much. Alex was good here, too however, he was dying."
That stopped Issari and me. I blinked at that revelation. Another Issei is helping us? I ask the more pressing question.
"How was he dying? According to my hospital report and the diary, he felt fine."
The Machine God sighed.
"The attempt was them, but the goal was his death no matter what. The Himejima had made sure this time that if they failed, the secondary part of the explosive rune would activate. He was soul-dying. The day you woke was the day after he died. He would have been left in that bed you woke up in for three weeks. He would stay there till the smell would have attracted a person. He had no chance, and that is why they don't think much of you. You were inserted at the end and the death for him. He knows you're trying to honor him, too. Says to tell you that he resented you till you helped his cousin. He still doesn't like you too much however he accepts that you helped her there and now with her situation."
Oh, Machine God. They did kill him, and they had learned lessons from Akeno. I was put into an empty husk. Issari is horrified, too. I want to ask, but I don't because I'm still horrified that he lost this all. The Machine God sees the look and knows what I want to ask.
"It will be soon. I will do what I can there. I do wish you would be my champion. I need an avatar that embodies the perfect Warrior of Mars."
I hesitated. A champion of a god. I could be broken immediately. Another advantage. Another way to even the odds.
"Not till I earn it. I have one battle and was completely lucky with the element of surprise. It won't be like that always. Not till I am truly the Warrior of Mars."
The Machine God smiled.
"You impress me more. I will watch you closely, and I will help when you ask."
He disappeared. Issari looks at me, more impressed with confirming more of who I am. Even Ddraig is impressed. Issari finally said again.
"Tell me everything about this dark place and yours. I need to be like you in being and informed. I will show the other me that I am different from our base. I will be like you and trust in the strength and certainty of steel. That fallen killed people for war if you are right. I need to protect my parents from people like him. Make me a Warrior of Mars, too."
I nodded.
"It starts with a species called the Old Ones. They are our makers along with many hundreds of other Xenos."
We talked for the rest of the night into the morning hours.
An. And this finished arc one. Yes we see a new machine god. Helped in part by that Issei from DXD 40000. However he will never be mentioned much and when he is its in passing. But this place is not in a good universe. Why the extra help was needed. As can be seen with Aum. The extra help for them and the two years of waiting along with the sudden new god they made hurt the supernatural side of Japan as well as the mundane side. The new God's purpose was to distract the Shinto long enough to let the attack go through and prevent warnings that could stop or mitigate it. The attack was on the mid high scale because of that. And the after effects will be felt from this point on. The Five Clans are now shown to be also worse than base DXD. You will see more of that later on too. To the nice reviewer im glad your enjoying it. And understand the frustration. Ill get on that and will fix things with them when i can. I appreciate the critical review.
Ann. Updated 6/12/2024
