Here I present myself with a new translated chapter!
This chapter will serve to introduce the main concept of this story. Things will be explained from here on along with the introduction of new characters that will be very important both in the present and in the future.
With nothing more to clarify, it's time to begin.
Enjoy!
Raynare placed a small photo inside a frame and positioned it on top of the microwave. The smile that awoke on her lips was impossible to avoid, just seeing those four hugging each other with their backs turned and looking at the sunrise was quite nice.
For the first time she felt like she had real friends.
And speaking of one of those friends...
"What a nice picture." Raynare turned around somewhat surprised to see Issei brushing his teeth and looking most sleepy.
"¿Aren't you going to sleep anymore?" The Fallen asked, taking a seat in the dining room to eat the breakfast she already prepared.
"I'm dying of sleep, but I have something important to do." Issei walked over to the sink to spit out the toothpaste. "I still haven't talked to Azazel about that matter because of what happened yesterday..." Issei left a short silence as he wiped his mouth.
"Yeah, I figured as much..." Raynare set the coffee aside to look at him.
Issei was still wiping himself, but it didn't take him long to catch Raynare's gaze. The two entered into a very awkward eye contact, and Raynare couldn't help but look away. The protagonist put down the rag and watched her silently, knowing full well what might be bothering her.
"Get up." Issei's sudden request made Raynare look at him in confusion.
"¿What?"
"I want to talk to you about what I told you yesterday, you know, before I went to see Azazel. It's better to clear things up now." Issei didn't let her say another word, leaving Raynare somewhat puzzled.
"But, there's nothing to talk about." A snort of hesitant laughter emerged from her lips after those words.
"Yes there is." Issei approached her.
Raynare watched him with a mixture of bewilderment and disbelief. But seeing that he clearly wasn't joking, she decided to stand up.
"Your changes in temperament are incredible. I didn't think you were so bipolar." Raynare commented with some grace to cut through the growing tension.
"It's not about that. It's just that Rick's words made me think a lot." Issei lowered his head slightly after those words, causing Raynare to look at him with some intensity.
"¿And what does that have to do with me and our talk yesterday?" Raynare placed both hands on her waist and raised an eyebrow.
"I lied to you before. I did do it for you. Even if you did it as a way to repay your debt, you know how I am and that I can't stand idly by." Raynare watched him silently, indicating that those words did not surprise him. "But it was also for revenge." On this occasion, that statement seemed to have some effect on Raynare.
"¿Even before they altered the memory of your parents and your friends?" The Fallen asked with some curiosity.
"Even before that." Issei nodded, then lowered his head. "Though more out of revenge, I think it was out of envy. He had everything I'd ever wanted, but decided to transform into a monster. Watching him mistreat all his women is..."
"Frustrating." Raynare finished his thought, causing Issei to gasp in surprise. "¿How come they give all that to a monster like him and I don't get a chance to even have a girlfriend? Surely that's what you think, ¿isn't it?" Raynare tilted her head slightly to the side, then was surprised to see Issei shake his head.
"That's how I felt before. Revenge, envy, resentment, and the idea of feeling indebted to you..." Issei took a short silence to look at her with great seriousness. "But now..." Raynare couldn't help but be surprised to see the look covered in decision that covered Issei's face. "Now I just want to kick his ass because it's the right thing to do."
The two shared a short silence, especially since Raynare didn't know how to answer his statement.
"So..." Raynare resumed speaking. "¿Are you going to be my savior or something?" the question made Issei smile.
"I'm doing it for every woman he has in his clutches, but it's also true that I'm doing it for you. And I won't do it because I feel indebted or anything like that." Raynare's eyes widened after hearing that sentence. "It may be that our past is something very complicated and even irretrievable..." Issei took her hand gently, something that surprised her even more. "But I know that, if you hadn't done it, another Fallen would have killed me. My fate would have been the same, only the fact that I would be angry at someone else would change." Issei squeezed Raynare's hand a little tighter. "That doesn't mean I'm going to forgive you, or that those hundreds of people you killed are going to come back to life to make you feel better. In fact, I don't even know what you're really looking for, I don't much care either. What I do care about is that I see how sorry you are. But there is one thing you must understand..." Raynare's eyes widened beyond measure as she felt an incompressible warmth surround her because of Issei.
He had slowly slid his arms around to enclose her in an embrace.
It was for a second...
But that warmth reminded her of her mother.
That simple feeling made her heart fill with tranquility after hundreds of years.
Issei pulled away a little and grabbed her shoulders tightly.
The brown-haired man's toothy smile reflected like a great flare of light in her world filled with darkness.
"You don't have to seek my forgiveness. You don't have to seek forgiveness from the innocents you killed. You don't have to seek forgiveness from anyone."
Raynare's eyes flashed and she felt her skin bristle.
"If you really want to start down a path of redemption without stumbling, the first thing you must do is forgive yourself."
Raynare felt tears form in her eyes. Her body trembled slightly and she couldn't stop staring at that huge smile that was bringing her back to life.
Noticing that there was no response from the woman, Issei looked at her with some confusion.
"¿Maybe I was too dramatic?" Issei rubbed his cheek with a finger, showing his embarrassment.
He obviously never expected Raynare to return his embrace with such a passionate, life-covered force, so it was impossible for him to hide his great surprise.
"¿Why are you telling me all this?" Raynare hugged him even tighter, causing a delicate smile to emerge on Issei's face.
"I told you, Rick made me rethink certain things..." Issei didn't even respond to the hug, he was just talking. "Besides, I was being a complete jerk to you...you know, hum...despite what we lived through together, I think we're a team now. I'm not going to forgive you, but I'm also not going to let you get hurt, or keep hurting yourself." Issei pushed her away at the woman's mild displeasure, though his smile immediately reassured her. "I don't know the exact details of your past, but I want to study thoroughly what you will do in your future..." Issei pointed at himself, making a goofy grin. "¡And I'll always be there to remind you of where you came from with the intention of keeping you on track, Yuuma-chan!" Those words made Raynare chuckle.
"Hum, I really don't think it's very nice that you're sniffing my ass at all times." Raynare played along, folding her arms with a smirk.
"¡Well, that's what you get for being a really bad girlfriend, Yuuma-chan!" Issei exclaimed with a snort of mock disgust as he looked away.
"¿Are you at least going to call me by my name when I finish my path of redemption?" She asked with a chuckle at the brown's quip.
"¡Never that!" Issei exclaimed as he prepared to leave. "¡I'll be teasing you with that for the rest of your life, Yuuma-chan!" The protagonist exclaimed with a mocking tone, then slammed the door tightly shut.
Raynare couldn't help but let out a sigh.
"Well..." The Fall observed her coffee with a slight smile, her contented face reflected in the liquid.
"After all I've done, that punishment doesn't sound so bad..."
CHAPTER 8: THE MYSTERY OF THE SPEAR
Issei stepped into the great hall of the Tower of Hope. As expected, the giant round table was empty as usual, or so he initially thought.
The protagonist could not hide his surprise when he saw how a beautiful woman with long violet hair was sipping coffee in the tranquility of solitude. The mole on the right side of her lips and her very particular and glorious outfit gave her a very hot and beautiful look that was perfectly accompanied with her voluptuous body.
"So, ¿you are that new boy that Azazel saved?" The mysterious woman asked without even looking at him.
At that moment Issei widened his eyes a little and turned his gaze. Above the door was that painting he admired together with Raiser days ago.
There was no doubt, that woman was the Cadre depicted in that painting.
"¿You are Penemue? ¿How do you know about me?" Asked Issei very impressed to meet another Cadre.
"I'm that bum's secretary. All the things he does or doesn't do always fall on my shoulders... or, rather, on my papers." Penemue finally looked up at him, sketching a faint smile. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Hyoudou Issei, bearer of the Welsh Dragon."
"¡Oh, the pleasure is mine!" The protagonist exclaimed, bowing at the end.
"If you're looking for Azazel, he's in the vault playing with his trinkets. He surely didn't sleep yet, so I recommend you don't go disturb him." Penemue returned her gaze to her papers and grabbed the coffee cup once more.
The fragrance of the liquid was so strong that Issei couldn't help but wrinkle his nose a little. It was obvious that the woman loved coffee, and even more so if she put 8 or 9 spoonfuls in it.
"Okay, I'll go see him then." Issei dismissed with a quick bow, earning a somewhat impressed look in response.
"¿Didn't you hear what I said?" The woman wondered, taking a taste of her coffee. "Well, do what you want..." She concluded, giving a slight bow of her shoulders.
Issei arrived at the vault, and the reception he got nearly took his head off, as a large number of axes went flying everywhere.
"Not what I had in mind, but not too bad either..." Azazel thought aloud as he rubbed his beard and watched the gem, which was now creating axes of a much smaller size and with a controlled pace.
"¡Hey, you almost killed me with that!" Issei's shout made Azazel aware of his presence, he found it somewhat amusing to see how the brat had ripped off the flimsy wooden door to use as a shield.
"That's what you get for not knocking before entering." Azazel turned his gaze back to his pretties without the slightest interest in Issei.
"This guy..." Issei thought, giving a slight sigh.
The protagonist tossed the door aside and removed all the gems and gadgets that were on the chair, something that Azazel didn't seem to like very much.
"¡Hey, it had taken me many hours to tidy that up!" The man exclaimed with some annoyance.
"Yeah, I can see that..." Issei commented with a disinterested look, as the Cadre's clear dark circles under his eyes indicated that he hadn't slept a wink all night.
"Forget it..." Azazel gave a small sigh and turned his gaze back to his Sacred Gears. "¿What do you want? It's weird that you're coming to see me so late..."
"It's nine in the morning." Issei interrupted him. "And I've come to talk to you about what I couldn't ask you yesterday." Those words made Azazel's disinterest dissipate, so he watched Issei out of the corner of his eye.
"Well..." Azazel pushed the gems aside so he could rest his hand underneath his chin. "I'm all ears."
"¿Why did you save me?" The question fell without any extenuation, and Issei's serious look indicated that he wanted an honest answer.
"¿Why not?" Azazel crossed his legs and responded with another question, drawing a derisive snort from Issei.
"Don't give me that bullshit. All people are always looking for something, no matter how small it is." Issei replied with a solemn expression. "Just cut to the chase and ask me for any favor you want so we can be even."
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Issei couldn't help but blink several times in great bewilderment at the Cadre's laughter. Once Azazel's laughter ended, Azazel observed the protagonist with a rather unsettling smile.
It was amazing that he could manipulate the tension between the two so easily.
"I understand you have your guard up now, brat..." Azazel leaned forward, making Issei a little nervous to have his face so close. "But sometimes thinking things through more carefully just makes you even more confused."
"¿So am I confused when I think Rias left me to die so that I had no choice but to be his slave? ¿Am I confused when they took so long to act on Asia's case only to reenchant her soon after? ¿Aren't you doing the same with Rick, Yung Len, Alan and Raynare? ¿Aren't we mere tools because of our Sacred Gears?" Issei attacked with a barrage of questions that left Azazel silent.
Still, the Cadre's lazy smile didn't waver for a second.
"The Sacred Gears are tools, not you..." The Cadre turned his face away from Issei, then looked at the large, endless shelves behind him. "¿Do you know how long it took me to collect all these Sacred Gears?" Issei felt a bit thrown off in the conversation once again, so he answered with some hesitation.
"Uh... decades, even centuries, ¿I guess?"
"Centuries and centuries. So many years of learning and experience..." Azazel was silent for a few seconds, to which Issei did not know what to say. "I've seen a lot, every time the world turns upside down. Believe it or not, there are many people like you who feel they can't trust anyone. That's a normal thing, we all have a hard time admitting fear..." Azazel paused slightly to look at Issei.
"¿What the fuck are you saying?" Issei asked blankly.
"Don't play dumb. Both you and I know that most of us want to know why we're alive, but the vast majority will never find that answer. Not if we are alone." Azazel rose from his chair. "Follow me." The Cadre didn't even pause to see if Issei was following him as he made his way toward the exit.
"I think I understand." Ddraig mentally spoke to his bearer, something that impressed Issei.
"I don't understand anything..."
"You'll understand soon enough. Just follow him, companion." The Celestial Dragon commented with a smile, earning a nod from Issei.
The two rode up the elevator near the vault. Neither said a word the entire ride, which wasn't exactly short.
Once they reached one of the higher floors, Azazel approached the huge window that looked outside. Issei just followed him silently.
"¿What do you see?" Azazel broke the silence, causing Issei to take a closer look at the view.
"Hum... ¿Grigori?" Rather than an answer, it was a question.
"¿Do you know what most of the people of Grigori thought before they came here?" Azazel gave him a sidelong glance, watching as Issei shook his head.
The Cadre folded his arms and his smile widened a little more as he watched the people come and go, conveying happiness and stability with every step.
"¿Could someone please release me and send me some kind of signal?"
Issei watched him with much surprise after hearing his words.
"People always give up extremely easily since faith is so hard to find. You can't believe in anything, you can't believe in anyone." Azazel continued speaking, but this time Issei moved to his side to see Grigori more clearly.
Now he could not see the city.
Now he only saw people who were very happy.
Now he only saw people who were living.
Living...
They could live.
It was as simple as that.
"¿Remember the first time you came here? I told you this place is a home for the stragglers. For all those who were spit on for being born with a special power, just like it happened to Raynare. For all those who mistreated and hunted like animals for having something inside, as happened to Rick and Yung Len. For all those who were scorned and thrown to the slaughter, just like you." Azazel paused to look at him, noticing that Issei was shocked.
"¿But why?..." Issei asked the question again, but this time he was looking for a much more special and deeper meaning.
"¿Why?" Azazel repeated the question with a chuckle, then turned his gaze outward. "Every day I wake up always think the same thing:" A delicate smile emerged on the Cadre's face as the wind ruffled his jacket and hair.
"If I don't do it, ¿then who will?"
Issei's eyes widened like never before after hearing those words.
He couldn't believe that such a light sentence could carry such great weight.
"That's why you don't owe me anything. All I want is for you to live in peace." Azazel turned to face him. "Here you can be a bricklayer, a waiter, a babysitter, a cook, a teacher, or even a bum. None of that matters to me." Azazel placed a hand on his shoulder, sketching a genuine smile. "All I care about is that you feel this place is your home." Azazel patted his shoulder a couple of times, then walked away.
"Me too." Azazel turned around with some confusion after hearing Issei.
"¿What?" Issei answered the man's question with a determined smile.
"I will also be that person who watches out for the safety of others. I'll make sure to save everyone." Issei said with complete assurance as he materialized his gauntlet. "Let me join Rick's group, I promise you won't regret it." He concluded, clenching his fist tightly.
At first, Azazel looked somewhat surprised, but in the end he answered him with a smile.
"I know I won't, brat." Azazel placed his hands on his buns and watched as Issei laughed.
"¿Did you hear that Ddraig? ¡We have a steady job starting today!" Exclaimed the teenager with much excitement.
"¿Who knew this brat would become a man so quickly?" Thought Azazel with slight pride, watching as the protagonist spoke to his tenant with utmost excitement. "That makes me wonder..." Azazel brought his gaze back to the window, his lazy smile always reigning on his face.
"How long will it take for that whiny little girl to become a woman?"
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Grigori
An hour later...
"¡Welcome to the team!" Issei's friends all exclaimed at the same time, clinking the sake glass with theirs.
They all downed the drink in one gulp, excited by the fact that Issei now became an official member of the group.
"¡Look, I even got my first paycheck already!" Exclaimed Issei excitedly as he showed an envelope.
"Great, that means I won't have to pay all your expenses anymore." Raynare commented smugly.
"¿What? ¿You didn't like being my Sugar Moomy?" Issei asked with a mocking tone.
"¡Don't say stupid things!" Raynare laughed as she gave him a sharp slap on his back, something that startled him.
"Now that you're already an official Grigori agent..." Rick took the word, causing everyone to look at him. "¿What will be your first target? Since I'm sure you didn't join just for the money..." Rick's comment made Issei get a little serious, but his smile never disappeared.
"First I plan to finish what I started..." The brown-haired man's indirect answer was more than obvious to everyone, who couldn't help but get a little serious.
"I thought so..." Alan crossed his hands under his chin. "¿How do you plan to do it? ¿Do you want us to help you?" Issei shook his head after the question.
"This isn't just something to do with those abused girls, it's also something personal..." Issei's hand gripped the glass tightly. "But I'm aware that I won't be able to do anything in such a short time. For that reason I must find a way to delay the date." Issei's comment made everyone look at each other.
"¿And have you found anything yet?" Rick asked with interest.
"It's complicated. That bastard is really obsessed with the idea of getting married. He probably thinks that having Rias in his hands will make him an untouchable man in the Underworld." Issei commented, cupping his chin.
"Of that there is no doubt. I've met a few people like him. Not only is a fucking depraved, but he's obsessed with power and would be capable of repressing his basest desires so as not to hurt Rias and her slaves in order to accomplish his goals..." Alan commented with a dark look as he remembered a certain part of his past.
"In that case, the solution is very simple." They all looked at Raynare with astonishment after her words. "If that idiot is obsessed with power, then you have to give him something, or rather someone to give him more power."
"That sounds bit loquacious." Yung Len commented on what almost everyone was thinking.
"Actually, it's not as far-fetched as it sounds..." Issei commented, his deductive look catching everyone's attention. "But now I'd like to clear my head a bit from that. I really don't like remembering the past..." Issei commented with a fake smile, something everyone noticed.
"¿Why don't we train a little? We were lazy all afternoon yesterday." Rick commented with a half smile.
"You're the captain. Whatever you say is an order." Issei commented with a competitive smile.
"I would have loved it if he wasn't the captain." Issei plopped down on the bed, his competitive look from a few hours ago now completely haggard. "I'm dying of exhaustion."
"That's what you get for not sleeping well." Raynare peeked her face from the top bunk, earning an exhausted look in response.
"You slept the same hours I did, ¿so how the hell is it that you were able to endure all the training without any problems?" The protagonist asked, rubbing his eyes in utmost exhaustion.
"It just so happens that my body is much more adapted and trained than yours." Raynare stated as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"¿Are you forgetting how I kicked your ass a month ago?" Issei looked at her with disinterest.
"You've got a damn Longinus. With that even I'd be able to defeat a Cadre without trying too hard." Raynare settled her head back on the pillow. "In fact, I'm sure we're now both pretty evenly matched thanks to the Sacred Gear Azazel gave me."
"¿Are you calling me weak?"
"That would be an insult to the weak."
"¿Then what's in wait for you?"
"No one expects anything from me, I'm not the Sekiryuutei."
"¿Are you so eager to fight?"
"¿Is this a fight? I'm just telling the truth."
"You're really annoying when you set out to be."
"Thank you, I work very hard at it."
Issei just shook his head, then closed his eyes.
At that moment, silence came between the two, and everything indicated that they were finally going to sleep, but Issei resumed speaking again:
"¿Can a strange vivid dream be able to exhaust you?" Raynare opened her eyes after the somewhat odd question.
"Hum... Maybe so." Responded the Fallen, somewhat hesitantly.
They both fell silent once more, and now if all indications were that they were both going to sleep...
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¿Right?
"I'm not weak."
"Yes, you are."
"I'm not."
"Yes, you are."
"I am not."
"Yes, you are."
"I am not."
"Yes, you are."
"Shut your mouth, I want to sleep."
"You started it."
"No, you did it."
"It was you."
"No, you."
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"Issei..."
"¿Can you let me sleep?"
"Nope."
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Grigori
The next day...
"You have to take over Kokabiel. The Angels are starting to lose patience." Penemue accompanied Azazel, who was barely paying attention to him.
"Well, they'll have to have a little more patience. Rats don't leave their nest when they feel threatened." Azazel commented disinterestedly without even stopping his walk.
"¿Do you want to tell that to the Seraphs?" Penemue asked with a frown.
"You'll tell them yourself, you're my secretary for a reason." Azazel showed his disinterest again, something that began to annoy her.
"I don't think they'll like that answer very much."
"Baraqiel is doing everything he can to find him. If they're so worried about that guy, ¿then why aren't they helping us track him down?"
"I don't know, maybe because that guy is a criminal Cadre and is the sole and exclusive responsibility of Grigori."
"That's what they say now, but you'll see they'll change their minds when Kokabiel starts to accelerate his steps."
"¿And what are we going to do in the meantime? ¿Let him keep destroying churches for whatever it is he's after?"
"I'm more concerned about the other so-called group that is hiding behind Kokabiel's moves."
"¿Do you think they will be more comfortable with the possibility that it's not one group, but two distinct ones?"
"Stop worrying in vain, we'll get them all." Azazel stopped in front of the vault door to give her a short glance before entering.
"That's easy for you to say. You don't have to face Michael's sour face every time he comes here. Next time you go." Penemue stated with annoyance. "Hey, ¿are you listening to me?" The rising anger in the woman turned to confusion as she saw that Azazel had stood completely static in the doorway.
"I hadn't left that just like that..." Azazel thought aloud, seeing how at the bottom of the aisle of shelves there was a large amount of jewelry and other things lying around.
"¿Are you sure? I see it exactly the same way, besides no one can get in here without you noticing..." Penemue couldn't finish her rant, as she watched in surprise as Azazel started running and knelt down in front of the large mound.
"It can't be..." Azazel whispered in fear as he threw the Sacred Gear through the air in search of something. "¡It can't be true!" Penemue now knew that something very serious was going on because of the shout of the Cadre, who had remained kneeling. "¡Shit! ¡Shit! ¡Shit!" The man cursed as he punched the mounds, sending everything flying.
"¿What's going on?" Penemue approached him, and in this situation she looked worried.
"Call Michael right now." Azazel stood up and looked at her with a very exalted expression. "Someone took the True Longinus."
"¿¡What!? ¡But only me, you, Michael and Dulio knew it was here!" The woman exclaimed through gritted teeth, watching as Azazel walked briskly towards the exit.
"Apparently someone found out, although I can't figure out how he got the information and how he got in here without me noticing." Azazel commented with some hysteria.
His current condition did not allow him to react in time when he collided with someone, so he knocked said person to the ground.
Both Azazel and Penemue froze when they saw that it was Issei.
But that wasn't what had stumped them.
"¡Hey, be more careful! ¡This spear could have split me in two!" The brown man exclaimed in slight disgust as he rubbed his head.
Neither of them heard him, all they were doing was observing that rather peculiar spear lying on Issei's chest.
"¿Is something wrong, Penemue?" A man's peaceful tone echoed from the small magic circle the Fall had created over her ear.
Azazel and Penemue looked at each other. That short glance made them both understand each other, so the woman was quick to nod.
"It's nothing, Michael. It was just a false alarm."
"¿Wha-?" The call cut off before Michael could say another word.
Issei stood up somewhat confused as he watched the two Cadres stare at him with unparalleled intensity and seriousness.
"¿Where did you find that spear?" Azazel's question sounded more like a command, so Issei found himself needing to get serious.
"I was hoping you would answer me that. I had a strange dream yesterday where this spear was talking to me and today it appears on my chest when I wake up." Issei narrowed his eyes after what he said. "¿Is this some kind of joke or something?"
Azazel and Penemue looked at each other, unable to believe what they just heard.
Noticing that the two Cadres seemed to have lost their minds, Issei looked at them in utmost confusion.
"Well, hum... Seeing their reactions, I guess they don't know anything." The young man stated as he rubbed his hair in confusion. "¿Then how...?"
"Don't worry, we'll make sure it doesn't get out of here again." Azazel grabbed the spear before Issei could finish his question, so he nodded his head awkwardly.
"¿Don't you remember any other details?" Penemue asked, earning a shake of the head in response.
"Like I said, I just woke up and that spear was on my chest. Raynare didn't see anything unusual either, so..." Issei simply bowed his shoulders, indicating that he knew nothing about it.
"I didn't see anything either. When he sleeps, so do I." The gauntlet materialized and transmitted Ddraig's voice.
"I see..." Azazel looked at the spear, trying to find an answer.
"If that's all, ¿can I go now? The boys are waiting for me for morning training." Issei asked, causing Azazel to wake up from his thoughts.
"You can go." Replied the Cadre, returning to his usual smile.
Once Issei left, the two Cadres looked at each other. While Penemue looked much more serious than usual, Azazel seemed to be quite pleased.
"¿Do you know what this could mean?" Penemue asked, crossing her arms.
"Heh, this may turn out to be the most fun ride of my life." Was the simple reply from Azazel, who looked back down at the spear.
END OF CHAPTER!
¡I hope you enjoyed it!
I'll try to increase the pace a bit in the following chapters so that this moment doesn't become so heavy. I will make the necessary explanations and develop the lore corresponding to the mysteries of the spear before starting with the main axis of this arc, I don't think it will take me more than half a chapter. As you already know, this is a FanFic and I would like to give it several personal touches to focus the plot in a different development and background to the original story, although I think those points are already quite clear at this point.
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