Andromeda Percia Jackson, aka Percy by her friends, stared at the red markings that had appeared on the back of her right hand a few hours ago, she had learned they were something called Command Seals after she had obviously shown them to Chiron after they had shown up and he had immediately taken her to the more experienced children of Hecate as it was obviously something magical.
After a few hours of study, she had been told that the Command Seals signified that she had been chosen to participate in the Holy Grail War, a Battle Royal to determine who got a wish on the Holy Grail, which happened in Tokyo, Japan, Shinjuku to be more specific.
A tournament that was fought between Seven Magic Users and Seven Servants. Servants were apparently a form of super ghost that a magic user could summon, which she qualified for as she was a Demi-God of Poseidon and so had plenty of magical energy to spare even if she didn't use it to cast typical 'spells' like her competitors would.
Right now, the children of Hecate were setting up the Ritual for her to summon a Servant.
"So, Andromeda is obviously going to summon a Greek Hero, right?" Grover, her Satyr friend, asked as they waited for the demi-gods to finish their preparation.
"Maybe, maybe not," Chiron said. "Andromeda declined the use of a catalyst for the summoning, so she is going to get a servant personally attuned to her."
"Which is obviously going to be a Greek Hero; she is probably going to summon either Orion or perhaps even Perceus," Annabeth, her girlfriend, commented.
"I don't really care; I just want somebody I can get along with," Percy said as she looked at the Command Seals once more. As she did really want to get the wish as she did, in fact, have something in mind; as thanks to her adventures the last two years had shown her wanted to fix a few things, and she knew that doing something impressive like winning this Holy Grail War would allow that to happen.
"That is probably for the best," Grover said as the children of Hecate finished up.
"Andromeda, here is the incantation. Just say this, and the Ritual will activate." One of the boys said as he handed Percy a strip of paper that had words that did look like an incantation on it.
"Okay, and thank you," She replied as she went over to the prepared magical circle and held out her hand as she began to say the chant.
And as she did, the circle made out of chicken blood began to light up, and then she finished it exploded releasing a plume of smoke that made the Demi-god of the sea shield her eyes.
Though only for a few seconds as the smoke quickly disappeared, and she was able to see who she had summoned.
And Percy saw a woman dressed in an outfit that was as white as snow, mixed with a blue robe that was embroiled with gold, her was long and white, her eyes piercing blue and her skin fair.
She looked like a noblewoman, and in her hands was what looked like a doll of some kind.
"Caster of Red, Anastasia Nikolaevna Romanova, the last princess of Russia, has answered your call, I ask of you," The Servant spoke. "Are you my master… a horse?" She asked in confusion as her eyes landed on Chiron.
"Yeah, I am your Master," Percy said in a serious tone, even if she felt uncomfortable saying it. A person shouldn't be the Master of another human. "And what do you mean by Caster of Red?"
"Yes, I am curious about that as well, it makes it sound like you aren't the only Caster," Annabeth said as from what she had read quickly, there should only be one Caster, only one of each class of Servant.
"Because I am not, I am the Caster of the Red Team, there will also be the Caster of Black," Percy's Servant shocking every present.
"Eh, I think something might have gone slightly wrong with the Ritual." Chiron simply said.
"Huh?" The last Princess of Russia asked. "What do you mean something is wrong?"
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Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing both loved and hated her job, loved exterminating monsters that sought to use humanity as their plaything, hated the bureaucracy involved in and what the Crown sometimes demanded of her along with the Supernatural Elements of Britain who didn't like a 'muggle' holding the reigns of the most powerful vampire to ever exist and so liked to give the Hellsing Organisation missions that would get Alucard out of the country.
Like the mission that was currently lying on her desk, as she knew that was just a waste of resources as there was no need for this.
And that mission was to have Alucard and Sera Victoria act as bodyguards for Harriet Potter, the Girl-Who-Lived, aka The-Girl-Who-Thought, aka a bunch of other silly monikers that the British Magical Population liked to slap on people who were seemingly just above the average. And that was why she thought it was a waste as the nineteen-year-old girl was fully capable of defending herself, going by her NEWT scores and her defeat of Voldemort two years prior. In addition to the fact that she…
Integra sighed at the situation.
But orders were orders.
"Seras, Alucard, please come to my office post-haste; I've got a new mission for the two of you," Integra announced over the intercom.
It was five minutes later that the two vampires that worked under her entered her office; first was Seras Victoria, a young Draculina turned by Alucard who bore a particular aversion to drinking fresh human blood, thinking doing so would make her into a monster.
And then there was Alucard, the vampire who had been in her family's service for generations; she was currently dressed in a white suit that slightly parodied certain Russian formal wear. Her cleavage was on full display as the buttons of her shirt barely looked like they could contain her breasts. The shape-shifting vampire had decided to expand her bosom so as to match young Seras in size, as the former police girl was quite an endowed girl.
"Evening, my Master, what is the mission you wish to give us? Some spawn from the house of Carmilla decide to break the rules again?" The ancient vampire asked.
"No," Integra responded as she took out the prepared briefings for them to read. "You are going to serve as guards and assistants for one of Britain's VIPs."
"Haven't done an escort mission in a few years, I guess somebody wants me out of the country for a little bit?" Alucard asked as she began to read the file, with Integra just nodding as she believed that as well. "Ohh, the Harriet Potter, the Girl-Who-Lived, to think I finally get to meet her, hmm. I believe her Grandfather worked with your great-grandfather during WW1?"
"He did," Integra answered.
"Holy Grail War?" Seras asked in confusion. "Like the actual Holy Grail?"
"No," Alucard answered. "Just one of many objects that have gotten the label over the years, just so the Church can get involved in that little competition. Had to get involved during the Third to prevent the Nazis from stealing it."
"It is basically a game between Wizards and Witches, created by three families of those that have earned the title of Magi. And now Harriet Potter has been selected by the Holy Grail to participate in it."
"A long with others," Seras said. "Two teams of Red and Black?"
"That is quite different; it is only supposed to be Seven Servants summoned, and they are meant to fight each other," Alucard stated as she quickly read through the rest; she had thought this would be a boring job, but if what Alucard was reading was correct… when well she would get to have some fun for the first time in years.
"Yes, we people with Miss Potter did find out rather quickly there was something wrong with the Ritual when she summoned her Servant, which was how there would be more than Seven Servants and even more than fourteen as she had summoned a Servant from what it called the 'Extra Classes,'" Integra stated. "So we highly believe that even more of these 'Extra' Class Servants have been summoned as well, possibly on both teams."
"But since the Red and Black Teams were something nobody expected, they are highly likely not going to work together?" Seras asked as she quickly understood the issue with getting unexpected 'teammates' in a free-for-all.
"Yes some might team up, but the Clocktower is expecting a free-for-all all, even between the members who were chosen to Participate in the war," Integra said.
"Which is probably why we were picked for this, even if Miss Potter is clearly a talented mage with presumably a powerful Servant?" Seras asked.
"And the other reasons, ah Politics, The Vice-Director truly hates me," Alucard said with a chuckle.
"For obvious reasons," Integra said. "Now you are to travel to Heathrow Airport and board the Private Jet alongside Miss Potter and travel to Shinjuku, Japan, and participate in the Holy Grail War alongside her and winning it."
"Understood, my Master, and this does spare me from requesting a vacation there," Alucard said.
"You were planning to go to Japan for your vacation?" Integra asked in curiosity.
"Wait, we get vacation days?" Seras asked.
"Yes, you get Vacation days; you are an employee of the British Crown," Integra answered. "But to get back on topic."
"Because I believe it is Japan that our dream boy currently is by the features, and going by the clash, such a strong boy is obviously going to be in such an area," Alucard said as she licked her lips as the memories of the two dreams, the second having repeated a few times now by the power of her own mind.
The two other women in the room blushed as they, too, recalled the dreams, particularly the second and much more carnal one of the young man having his carnal way with them.
"Yes, that was under investigation, wasn't it," Integra muttered. "If you believe that is the case when you have my permission to investigate our mysterious dream boy Alucard, and also you have permission to access up to Level 1 if the situation requires it."
"Understood, my Master."
"Good, now leave."
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Harriet Potter, nicknamed Hayley by her friends, had thought that after defeating Voldemort, she would have a relatively quiet life, at least for a few years.
But then she had chosen to participate in the Holy Grail War, which happening in Japan of all places, but thankfully, there were charms for that.
She actually thought about traveling and seeing the World a few times, but she would like to do that on her own terms, not because another magical cup said so.
Seriously, if she got a Galleon for every time she was an extra participant in a tournament between wizards and witches who were selected by a sentient magical cup, she would have two Galleons, which wasn't a lot, but it was weird that it had happened twice.
Though thankfully, she did have a partner to help her out this time, with that Hayley turned to look at the Servant she had summoned.
A young American girl who looked to be about twelve years of age, with long blond hair, dressed in what Hayley could only describe as a very poofy black dress.
"Do you like the Pancakes, Abigail?" Hayley asked her summoned Servant as she was in the middle of eating the prepared dinner that the people on the plane had served to the girl after they had asked what she wanted.
"Yep, they are very delicious, Master." She responded.
"I've told you you can just call me Hayley, Abigail," Hayley responded as she did not like being called Master as that was a word she heavily associated with Voldemort and she did not like being called that.
"Okay, Hayley, but only if you call me Abby," Abigail Williams negotiated.
"Well, if that is what you want, I can call you Abby," Hayley responded.
"Hehehe, to think the famous accuser of Salem would be this kind of person," One of her brand new bodyguards said, which made Hayley just glare at the vampire that had been assigned to her by the Hellsing Organisation. She didn't think she needed bodyguards; she was plenty strong. But the Ministry had insisted, as they wanted her to win the Holy Grail War, not a member of the Clock Tower.
So had not objected too hard as Hayley did want to win as she had realized that this was probbaly her last chance to have the one wish she had granted.
"Don't call her that," Hayley told Alucard; the busty vampire just smiled at her, while Seras, her fledging, just looked embarrassed at her sire. But even as she said that Hayley could not deny that she had not thought the same thing after Hayley had learned who she had summoned.
While the Salem Witch Trials did not involve any actual witches or wizards, that did not mean it was not a historical event in both the mundane and Moonlit World, as that had been the incident that had established the Statue of Secrecy fully the World over, even if other Supernatural Factions had pulled out of the 'muggle world' as many purebloods still liked to refer it too many years prior.
With Abigail being the most famous person involved in the trials; she had been recorded in the Throne of Heroes. And while she had been a perfectly ordinary girl, she had gained many powers because of the legends surrounding the trials now that she was manifested as a Servant. How that translated to being able to fire beams from her forehead and smacking stuff with tentacles of light, she didn't know.
Hayley still didn't know what her being a 'Foreigner' meant as the girl had not explained what the classification signified in terms of skill set in comparison to other Classes, as the names gave away what they did on the tin.
"My apologies; I did not mean to offend." Alucard simply said, and the busty vampire just kept smirking, making Hayley just sigh as she knew that she was now stuck with a person who liked to get a rise out of people.
This was definitely going to be the trip of a life.
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"Girl, how you have grown," Rider said with a smile as she stared down at Waver Velvet, as even after she had gotten her extra growth spurt, she was still smaller than her by like thirty centimeters.
"Yeah, I guess I have; surprised that you even remember me," Waver responded; the current Lord El-Melloi couldn't help but blush at the sight of the Amazonian woman she admired and loved.
"I would never forget any of my comrades or any of conquests," She said with that dastardly smirk of hers as one of her hands palmed Waver's breast through her jacket, pinching an erect nipple, eliciting a small moan from the Clock Tower Lord.
"Let us save that for later, my king," Waver spoke as she looked over to the side where she could see Reines standing, that smug smile of hers plastered all over her face, a camera in her hand as the girl had just taken a picture.
"My to think my dear Big Sister actually had game and had her maiden heart taken," The aristocrat spoke.
"Oh, and who are you?" Iskander asked.
"I am Reines El-Melloi Archisorte; I am going to help provide magical energy for the use of your Noble Phantasm." She explained.
"I see, much more prepared this time around, and it has only been… ten years; that is too early," Iskander stated.
"Yes, yes, it is," Waver agreed as she took out a cigar. "Something is clearly wrong with the Heavens Feel Ritual. Too many Masters have been selected, and to many Servants have been summoned."
"Yes, I am Rider of Red; that was not a thing last time," Iskander said as she pilfered through the knowledge that the Grail had given her. "Something is wrong, and something tells me the splitting of teams is not going to be upheld?"
"It's not; the summoned Ruler has given a message that people on both sides can fight each other or make alliances; she is just here to act as a moderator and establish a Safe Zone for recruited Masters; apparently, she has already made it to Japan," Waver explained having gotten that particular piece of news a few hours ago.
"I see and how many Servants have been summoned so far?" Iskander asked.
"I don't know, but Ruler had announced that at this point in time, only four Servants remain to be summoned," Waver answered.
"And we do not know who our 'teammates' are except for two Master and Servant pairs, only one of which might be a possible team up," Reines stated.
"And the other is an enemy?" Iskander asked.
"Yes, my personal apprentice summoned a Servant, and she was immediately kidnapped by said Servant and fled England with extreme speed," Waver stated with a grimace.
"So our first target is the one who kidnapped your apprentice." It was not a question; it was a statement of fact.
"Yes," Waver simply stated.
"When do you know who the Servant in question is?" Iskander asked.
"Yes, she was quite ready to announce her true name when she was summoned; our first enemy is the Berserker of Red, Morgan le Fay," Waver said grimly.
Iskander though? Iskander she was smiling with the biggest grin on her face. "The sister of the King of Knights? Truly a worthy opponent, her defeat shall be glorious."
"Big Sis's stories of the Fourth Grail War do not do you justice, King of Conquerors." Reines simply said as she watched her adopted sister and Servant interact. Though she did start blushing as she watched the two of them start making out in front of her while she could see Iskander's hermaphroditic cock pressing against her sister's stomach, but even if it was large, it was still smaller than…
Blood started dripping from her nose as she remembered the lewd dream.
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"Making you the carrier was the correct choice after all, Master," Morgan Le Fay spoke as she stared at the girl that her other self had set up to be the vessel for Arturia's spirit should she ever be summoned as a Servant all out of a sense of guilt, Morgan of course understood that guilt as she had the memories of the Morgan Le Fay of this World and the memories of the Ruler that had been summoned by Beryl Gut in a complete different Tree of Time.
Of course, that future wasn't a possibility any longer as she had changed the nature of the girl, of Gray, from a vessel of reincarnation to one that was capable of incarnating other spirits.
Morgan smiled as the very, very pregnant belly of Gray's swelled a few more millimeters out even more, the girl moaning unconsciously as Morgan had put her to sleep, and then with magic, made the would-be pain of rapid pregnancy turn into pleasure, with her juices leaking from her puffy pussy lips.
Right now, if others were to look at her, they would think she looked overdue with triplets. Which was true as Morgan had impregnated Gray with the Spirit Origins of Barghest, Melsuine, and her beloved Baobhan Sith. She had originally planned to just summon her Tam Lin as Servants, but she had quickly found out that this World would reject them as they did not belong as it could believe who they were, unlike her, as she had been summoned into the Morgan Le Fay of this World's body by Gray's accidental summoning of her.
So instead, she decided to incarnate her Tam Lin into this World by giving them the flesh of one that belonged in this World, and the easiest way to do that and trick the World into thinking they belonged was to simply have them be born like everybody else.
And that was the purpose Gray, her Master, now served, and Morgan was pleased with her work as only a few days had passed, and they were already ready to be born in about a few hours. This has also allowed her to improve upon the Spirit Origins of her Tamlin, making it so that they could use their full abilities without suffering the consequences of doing so.
"But do not worry little Gray, I will not throw you out after you have birthed my Tamlin, for you are still my daughter as well," Morgan spoke as she pinched Gray's hard nipples and started to milk her, as due to the rapid pregnancy her breast had swelled to a tremendous size due to all the milk her bosom now produced.
Morgan had ignored that issue, deeming it no important, but when her breasts had reached the same size as Barghest's, she thought she might have to deal with the problem, and so she had been milking her for the past two days, filling buckets with her cream. Though, she had no issue with that as it was filled with her magical energy, so it would be useful after her Tamlin had been born as it would fuel their rapid growth.
All so that she could win this Holy Grail War and obtain her wish, her desired Kingdom.
Though that was not Morgan's only desire, she also wished to find out who the blond boy that filled Gray's dreams was. As she had taken a look, and saw the boy featured in two that went on to repeat themselves; one featured him in a fight against another, and the other was of him mating with Gray.
Very peculiar.
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"Master, I have returned with the purchased items," Karna announced as he entered the home of his Master.
His Master that had accidentally summoned him, but Karna did not care for that fact as-.
"Thank you, Karna," Jinako Karigiri said as she exited her room; the slightly chubby girl yawned as she entered the kitchen with her Servant.
"Master, I do believe that exercise will help more with your energy levels than sugar will," Karna simply stated as he started putting the purchased objects away.
"What are you, my mom?" Jinako asked.
"No, but I do care for you, Master, so that means I worry about your health," Karna replied.
"I am as healthy as I need to be," Jinako said. "So how was the shopping? Anything of interest happen?"
"The only thing of noted that happened was an encounter with a malevolent spirit, but it was quickly dispatched," Karna answered.
"Urgh Hollows hate those things; they, Ghouls, and the rest of the Moonlit World is the reason I stay inside," The Neet Witch said as She was afraid of most of the supernatural creatures in the World, so most of the time she wished that she wasn't a Witch and just an ordinary girl. Because if she was, she probably would be afraid to go out into the World that contained the hidden World that had caused the death of her parents.
"Though, Master, with you having summoned me, even if it was by accident, you are a participant in the Holy Grail War, and so you might have to leave the sanctuary of your home if enemies were to attack," Karna stated.
"Nah, that is not gonna happen 'cause I summoned you, Karna, and you are the strongest, so I have nothing to worry about," Jinako just said, speaking with absolute faith in Karna's abilities.
Which just made the Lancer of Red Smile. This was why he was okay with having been summoned two weeks ago.
For Jinka was a good person who deserved to live a happy life.
Which was why he would win the War and grant her wish of normality.
"Well, thanks for the shopping, Karna," Jinako said.
"I will prepare dinner."
"Thanks; I am going to be talking with Futaba in the meantime." She said as she went back into her room.
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Mephisto Pheles, known publicly as Johann Faust V, the Principal of True Cross Academy and the Leader of Section XII of the Holy Church, was a demon who had lived for a very, very long time, having played the game of life for many, many years and so was not to be easily taken by surprise.
But the current situation had thrown him for a loop as before him was a face that had not seen in centuries, that being face of Jeanne d'Arc, the Holy Maiden of Orleans, or rather Servant Ruler as she had apparently been summoned as a Heroic Spirit into the girl that was currently the Inheritor of Jeanne which made her the ideal person to become a Pseudo-Servant, and that wasn't even counting her Sacred Gear.
And as for why she was here?
"I come to ask if you lend some assistance in the form of Exwire's to maintain the sanctuary of defeated masters and investigate the irregularities of the Fifth Holy Grail War as something seems to be wrong with the Ritual," Jeanne stated her reasoning.
"Yes, I heard that it had a backup adjudicator, but going by what I knew of the aftermath of the Fourth War, there should have been no reason for a Ruler Class Servant to be summoned as mediator." The King of Time stated as he had investigated the aftermath of the fire that had broken out, it had felt like the gates of Gehenna had broken right open. But then he had arrived; he had seen nothing of such a thing having happened, just the standard amount of pain and suffering, such a devastating disaster with what felt like a standard amount of lingering cursed energy in the air after so much death.
But in hindsight, his investigation should have been more thorough.
"That is correct; somehow, the Emergency Team Protocols were activated despite none of the original seven masters teaming up together; some haven't even been selected, and with even more Servants than planned have been summoned, even beyond the Seven Standard Classes, as each 'Team' has gotten two Extra Class Servants as well," Jeanne responded.
"Yes, Eighteen Servants is quite the issue; that is a powerful force, with how hard Shinjuku was hit last time… I approve of your request for help; I will have the people I trust the most to handle this, as this will allow them to gain experience they normally wouldn't." Mephisto spoke.
"In the name of the Lord, thank you, Lord Pheles," Jeanne responded.
Xxx
"So what do you think this special mission the clown has for us?" Rin asked her sister as she, Yukio, Shiemi, Kamiki, and Shura-Sensei were all walking to his office.
"I don't know, but it must be something specific if he left out the rest of your classmates," Yukio responded.
"I wonder if he… found something out about the dreams?" Shiemi asked with a blush on her face, which caused the Okumura siblings and Kamiki to blush as well as they were reminded of the lewd dream that had been kinda on repeat in their heads for the past week, not including the first one that wasn't lewd staring the same boy.
"Hopefully, I want to show that brat that it's not okay to invade people's dreams like that and do… that!" Kimiki growled while her face got redder.
"Well, I am more interested in if reality matches the fantasy," Shura said with a giggle.
"Sensei!" The others said in admonishment.
"Hehe, She just laughed. "Well, let's find out what the clown wants." At that the large double doors were opened up for them.
"Welcome, welcome all of you; glad that you could respond so quickly," Mephisto spoke in that happy-go-lucky tone that kinda grated on Rin's nerves.
"Well, you said we had to come quickly," Rin stated as she looked around the office. And it looked like it usually did, but she quickly noted they were not alone as there was a woman with her. With Rin assuming her to be a Paladin, going by the armor on her body.
"I did say that, didn't I?"
Damn clown. The daughter of Satan thought.
"So what is the mission clown?" Shura asked.
"The mission is not from me. It is from her…" Mephisto said as he pointed at the woman dressed in blue and silver.
"Good evening, young exorcists of Section XII. I am Jeanne d'Arc, manifested as a Ruler Class Servant, and I ask of you…" And with that, she went on to explain what exactly what they were going to be doing, and Rin couldn't help but be amazed.
Wizards and Witches fighting in a Battle Royal alongside legendary heroes of the past summoned to participate to win the Holy Grail and be granted a singular wish? It sounded like something from a manga.
But in real life.
Well, her life was kinda like a manga.
Not everybody was the Daughter of Satan, after all, even if she hated that fact.
"So I want you to help me investigate and maintain the rules of the War," Jeanne finished.
"So, are you in?" Mephisto asked.
"I am in!" Rin shouted.
"Well, if my sister is going, so am I," Yukio simply said as she crossed her arms underneath her breasts.
"I will be going as well," Shiemi said as she was this as an opportunity to get even stronger as she currently felt like she was the weakest member of the class.
Izumo Kamiki, though, was still deliberating.
"And if you need extra incentive, I've determined Shinjuku to be where our little blond friend might be."
"I am in."
"And of course, I am going as the responsible adult; their education and training need to be kept up to date, as Yukio, like her sister, needs to train to keep control of her awakened powers," Shura said.
"I wish you wouldn't mention that," Yukio said with a sigh as the new tail in her pants twitched as she, unlike her sister, had not gotten used to her awakened demonic powers, as Satan's possession of her to fully manifest in the World still haunted her, especially as the wound of their Grandfather betraying her was still fresh in her mind.
"It's okay, sis; I help you out, for that is what older siblings do," Rin said as she placed a hand on her sister's shoulder.
"By like two minutes."
That caused everyone to smile.
"Though do be warned, Shinjuku is also Devil Territory, so be sure as to not cause an international incident," Mephisto said.
"I wouldn't dream of it, sir," Yukio responded.
"I was talking to Rin."
"Hey!"
"Hmm, sir, do you not mean Demon Territory?" Izumo asked as she read that Shinjuku was sometimes referred to as the Demon City by all the supernatural stuff that happened in that part of Tokyo.
"I was wondering the same," Shiemi added.
"Ah, you hadn't gotten to that part of your education yet, for knowing that demons, youkai, and magi are a thing is already too much for the average person to handle to start with. Which is why the curriculum slowly goes over each of the Supernatural forces in the Moonlit World." Mephisto began explaining. "So let me give a quick overview; in addition to the Demons of Gehenna, there are also the Devils of Hell. To make a long history short, Satan used to rule Hell, but then Lucifer betrayed Heaven alongside Lilith. They, along with others, ousted Satan from his throne and role as God's Black Judge, and he fled to the blue flame world of Gehenna after losing his body and becoming the spectral entity you know. And from there, he created Demons in his own new image and along with us the Eight Great Demons Kings, naming many of us mockingly after Lucifer and his new children and partners in crime." Mephisto paused to take a breath from his exposition. "And so he swore vengeance against Hell, Heaven, and everything in between as he went predictably a little bit insane from the loss of his body and power."
The room was silent for a moment.
The only thing Rin could say to that was. "Damn."
"Yes, I skipped over a lot of the details; your sister have the books that go over it in more detail," Mephisto stated. "Now, with that said, please go and pack your things, as this might turn into a long-term mission depending on how it goes."
"Understood." Was the general response from the five women, who all shared a connection to a mysterious individual.
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