Chapter 3: Return and Attack
Havi vs Beelezebub: Ragnarok by Peyton Perrish
Elsa and Morgan vs Mammon: Lord of the Nazgûl by Automatic Singer
It wasn't long after the trio's first missions that they were allowed a brief break which allowed them and the as of yet still unbusy Second Years to hang out a while longer.
Right now, said group was chilling out and making small talk.
"Wait, so in addition to the JPAA/JPSA exchange event, there's also several international events?" Joshua questioned as he and Calvin prepared everyone a meal from the Halo Official Cookbook.
"Yep, and one of them is coming up in Japan." Meghan replied with a nod.
"Hell yeah!" The two boys cheered, high fiving.
"Typically our schools end up winning every time on average. The going theory is that due to the fact that the Americas has more than ten times the population of Japan, that means we have ten times the cursed energy, ten times the curses, and of course our sorcerers tend to be ten times stronger." Nico explained.
"At least until we lost an event due to the current strongest sorcerers Satoru Gojo and Sugaru Gato back when they were Students." Ace mused. "That was years ago." He amended.
"What makes those two considered the strongest?" Havi questioned.
"Satoru has some broken overpowered cursed technique called Limitless. It allows him to harness Infinity, does a ton of stuff including making things not hit him." Ace replied.
"Well that's bullshit." Joshua remarked as he finished up one portion of the whole meal.
"He's caused no small amount of frustration for anyone who fights him." Nico nodded in agreement.
"Sugaru Geto was a Cured Spirit user, capable of absorbing Curses and using them as he saw fit." Meghan continued.
"I'll take those chances." Calvin chuckled.
"Well, seems we have two things to look forward to this time around." Havi hummed as Josh and Cal placed their food before them.
"Alright, let's eat." Joshua smiled as he looked at the food he helped make.
Said food was from the vending machine and Have S'Moa sections of the book, which included the Moa Wings, Moa Nuggets, Full Stacked Ground Pounder, sweet potato fries, onion rings, and a batch of s'mores brownies for dessert.
To drink, everyone got their choice of either peach iced tea, blast or gauss soda, or even the book's hot chocolate, spiced coffee or tea recipes.
"Nice. All of this looks good." Meghan whistled with a nod.
"Who says video games can't cook?" Calvin grinned smugly as he sat down and grabbed a Full Stack Ground Pounder and began to eat it—Right as John suddenly sat down with them.
"Don't suppose you have some food for an off duty sorcerer?" The Spartan-2 inspired sorcerer questioned.
"Yeah. There's plenty." Joshua nodded in reply.
Cal nearly froze mid bite, however, as the man was sitting on his right side and unbeknownst currently to his teacher—the boy had a fairly large love bite from Lily that he'd managed to keep hidden.
And he was hoping the man couldn't see it.
"So, what's going on with you guys?" John questioned as he took a bit of food for himself.
"Well seeing as we don't have any missions to go on, we're just trying to stay occupied." Havi stated.
"I get it. The downtime between missions is a bit boring." The sorcerer nodded in understanding.
"Yeah, I mean, to give an example—I have a date later this evening." Josh nodded.
"What a coincidence, so do I." Cal nodded.
For context, Morgan had recently reached out to Joshua with the intent of cashing in on the date he owed her. Likewise, Lily had done the same with Calvin.
"You all have any plans?" Their teacher questioned.
Nico and Meghan both shook their heads at this.
"I got a date with Weiss later this afternoon, hopefully nothing happens between now and then." Ace nodded.
"I don't have anything particularly special happening." Havi shrugged.
"You down for a card game, then?" The ex-military sorcerer offered.
"Depends on if you're willing to lose everything you have plus the clothes on your back." The Viking replied.
"Ooh, them's fighting words." John chuckled. "Challenge accepted." He added with a smirk.
Deciding to get out of dodge before the man started asking questions in the form of small talk—both Josh and Calvin took their leave from the table after eating and went out the door.
"So, going to see Lily, I take it?" The taller first year asked.
"Yep." The shorter sorcerer nodded. "How do you think your date with Morgan will go?" He asked.
"No idea, but I feel like I'm gonna be surprised." The Resonance user shrugged in reply. "… Is it just me, or do our potential girlfriends bare too striking a resemblance to Raynare from High School DxD and Lilith from Darkstalkers respectively?" He mused idly.
"… You noticed that too?" The bespectacled boy questioned, getting a nod in response. "Oh good, for a minute there I thought I was going crazy." He sighed in relief.
"You weren't already crazy?" Joshua questioned.
"I can and will send you clear across the desert from orbit." The prehistoric sorcerer warned.
"Not if I cut you down first." The taller first year retorted… Before both of them laughed after a beat passed.
"Eat shit and die, jackass." Cal said through a wheezing voice.
"Yes, fuck you." Josh chuckled.
Vitriolic Best friends was a good way to describe these two…
(Later)
Josh was in the process of trying to find Morgan for their meet up, when he eventually reached the place where she told him to meet her.
The issue? It was a Bed and Breakfast, particularly one that was decent in terms of quality like a Holiday Inn—very homey and cozy—but had a reputation for being a premier honeymoon destination.
'Ya know, given how she is from what I've seen, I really feel like I should've seen this coming…' He thought with a sweatdrop as he went inside and walked up to the front door.
Knocking on the door, he was soon greeted by an elderly woman who looked to be in her late sixties or so, who was dressed like an arch typical old lady from the 50-80s.
"Hello, may I help you?" She asked.
"Yes, I'm supposed to be meeting someone here. Has Morgan Solo already arrived?" He asked.
"Oh, yes. She told me to expect you." The woman nodded in reply. "She's waiting in the second upstairs room for you." She told him.
"Thank you." The young sorcerer nodded as he went to the specified room. He then knocked on the door.
"I'm waiting~!" A voice cooed from the other side, prompting the boy to open the door and see Morgan laying on the bed of the room, dressed in a canary yellow Virgin Destroyer sweater that basically looked like a garter belted bikini with thigh high sweater socks that showed a considerable amount of side and underboob and a canary yellow thong panty set.
It kinda reminded him of Kamui Senketsu, to an extent.
"... Well, you certainly know how to keep my attention focused on you." Joshua remarked as he looked her over and noticed something about her body that wasn't present before as she laid on her stomach. "But what's up with the tattoos?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Why don't you come over here and I'll show 'em to you, baby?" She purred, blowing him a kiss.
Indeed, Morgan's body was covered in tattoos of a raven's wings and feathers on her arms and shoulders.
When Joshua got closer, he swore he caught a glimpse of tattoos on her breasts.
"I'm kinda curious about what made you get these." He commented as he sat next to her.
"I was actually thinking about getting these before I met you." The girl shrugged in reply. "Impress me enough, I might even get your name tattooed above my ass." She added with a purr.
"And what would I need to do to impress you, exactly?" He questioned, laying down next to her and brushing some of her hair from her face.
"Just surprise me a bit." Morgan hummed.
Deciding that she was likely giving him some sort of green light, the taller boy started to slowly glide his hand down the girl's body and started undoing the buttons on the garters of her sweater, before slowly starting to take it off and caressing the parts of her body he came in contact with.
"I guess I should give you the same requirement." He told her with a smirk, which the ravenette returned.
Then she leaned in and kissed him, savoring the moment before she started taking his clothes off.
(Elsewhere)
Meanwhile, a similar situation was happening in a completely different area.
Specifically, JPAA first year student Calvin Kestis and his now girlfriend JPSA first year student Lily O'Brien were on a canyon ledge in the backwoods of the badlands desert making out—with the petite girl seating herself in the boys lap while her well defined thigh and leg muscles had him leg locked.
"I never thought I'd find prehistory so appealing because of you." Lily breathed as they separated for air.
"What can I say? I make the stone age look good." Calvin chuckled in reply. "But why do I get the feeling that you didn't make our date end up here just so you could get out of your dorms for the evening?" He questioned, noticing that there was literally no one around.
And the fact that this particular area was known by locals to be one where teenager couples routinely got freaky with each other.
"Because I wanted to have some 'fun' out here." The succubus themed sorcerer purred in reply.
"Come here, then." The boy said with a sly grin as he took her around the waist and kissed her, toppling the girl over as uniform garments started flying everywhere.
(Timeskip)
It was the next morning and Joshua soon woke up in the same bed as his current girlfriend, Morgan Solo, the girl's naked body now being curled up into his under the covers—like a baby bird curling under its mother.
"Not the date I expected, but only blind idiots complain." He mused with a chuckle.
Looking at his now obvious girlfriend, Joshua caressed her face, causing her to smile and lean into his touch.
'She's so cute and innocent like this, completely different from how she was last night.' The boy thought to himself, recalling how the girl seemed to become an absolute freak when it came to sex… Which surprised him, but he wasn't exactly complaining about that either.
Then Morgan started stirring as her eyes fluttered open, the fallen angel sorcerer groaning as she let out a yawn. Then she looked at Joshua's face and smiled.
"Morning, you." She sighed as she got herself face level with him.
"Good morning." Joshua smiled back, kissing her good morning. "I hope you won't hate me, but I have something I want to talk to you about that I've been thinking about since last night." He told her as they separated.
"What's up?" Morgan asked as she got comfortable in his lap.
"I heard what happened to make you leave Jujutsu Academy and… well I'll be honest, I'd really like it if you came back there with me." He explained, holding her close as he laid his face in her chest.
Morgan was silent as she considered his words. One of the key factors of her departure was getting rejected by a boy at the academy she had liked, on top of the fact that she had no other first years to make friends with—and some part of her that yearned to roam free.
She had a lot of time to think, but now? Now she'd unwittingly gotten herself a boyfriend rather quickly that came from said academy.
Well, in her view, if she was gonna die randomly as a sorcerer, might as well avoid wasting time on awkward stuff. It helped that he was pleasant enough to be around.
"... I think I will, actually." She uttered as her thoughts concluded.
"Wonderful." The taller boy smiled, kissing her again as he got on top of her.
Downstairs, Mr. and Mrs. Harlow, the owners of the bed and breakfast, could hear the bed starting to creek again while they were making breakfast.
"Looks like Morgan found herself a good one." Mr. Harlow remarked.
"It's good to see at the very least." Mrs. Harlow nodded. "The poor girl, I thought she'd never get over the heartbreak of the first boy she took a liking to." She sighed.
The couple had essentially been the closest thing to family that the orphan Morgan likely ever had, often treating her as if she were their own daughter, since the two unfortunately lost their previous daughter to an unknown Curse years ago.
"Here's hoping that she'll be in good hands with this one." The elderly man nodded. "He seems like a good soul, too." He added.
(Elsewhere)
Meanwhile, in the same area Lily and Calvin were in, the boy was now lying down on a air mattress in a tent with the redhead that same morning—their bodies being covered by just one blanket.
"Mmmm, your body's so soft and smooth." The boy sighed, hugging the girl close and kissing her all over.
"Why are you so good at this…?" Lily sighed as she relaxed.
"Let's just say that it's instinct…" Calvin told her, kissing her down her body, causing the girl to moan as she held him close.
(Later)
Calvin was the first to get back to the academy, followed later by Joshua and a limping Morgan. Upon seeing her, John had to take her for questioning, but not before telling his student he did a good job getting her to come back.
He did see the girl's limp, but said nothing.
"So was the limp because you kicked her ass to come here, or something else?" The shorter teen questioned as he leaned against a wall.
"The latter." Joshua replied.
"Show off." His friend scoffed.
As he said this though, Elsa could be seen joining John in leading Morgan away, which did little to put Joshua at ease.
'I hope she'll be okay…' He thought in concern.
(Elsewhere)
Meanwhile, Morgan was led to an interrogation room where she knew she'd be questioned.
"Can someone please tell me why we're wasting time with these theatrics?" The Fallen Angel girl questioned as she sat down at an interrogation desk. "I decided to come back to the academy, seems like what we should be doing is getting the paperwork in order so I can re enroll." She pointed out, legs crossed as she leaned back in her chair, her chest bouncing with her actions.
"It's reassessing where your loyalties lie that we're covering." Elsa told her in reply.
"Are you kidding me? Have I ever attacked any of your sorcerers or non sorcerers for no reason?" The girl questioned, getting no response. "And haven't I been basically exorcising curses without any sort of financial assistance from you guys? Yeah? Then I'm pretty sure you already know where my loyalties lie." She added.
"Alright, point made." John conceded. "But you'll be going on a mission to see what changed with you while you were gone." He added.
"I can work with that." The ravenette nodded in reply.
(Elsewhere)
Meanwhile in a different part of the state, Havi had been in the process of conducting another mission—when he was suddenly attacked.
Dodging and skidding to a stop, the Viking teen got a look at his assailant.
It was a high-level Cursed Spirit, that much was clear.
He was in gray armor with spikes on the boots, a first cannon on the right arm from the elbow down and four raven wings on its back with one pair being smaller than the other. He also had a mask covering his face, but the blonde hair was left free.
"… Let me guess, you're one of the American king of curses, big lieutenants?" The Viking questioned as he took out one of his cursed tools, specifically his Leviathan Axe.
"Correct." The Special-Grade nodded in reply. "I am Beelzebub, lord of the flies, prince of gluttony, and one of the seven sins." He added with a small bow.
"Great…" The boy sighed, before hurling his axe at the curse, causing an explosion of ice as it bounced off his chest, before calling it back to his hand and then slamming down in a cleaving fashion—but it was unfortunately dodged.
"You'll have to do better than that." Beelzebub told him, brushing off some ice. He then pointed one of his cannons at the boy before blasting him with a powerful stream of pure cursed energy—slamming him through several walls and crashing into a car.
Groaning in pain, Havi was still able to force himself to his feet, not going down easily.
The boy attempted to keep himself standing with his cursed tool the Draupnir Spear as his opponent Beelzebub, the Prince of Gluttony, sat on a pile of bones across from him—seemingly dispassionate.
The boy's breathing was ragged and his breath fogged in the cold air, blood from his forehead dripping onto the grass below him as he attempted to recover himself.
"You know, I have stuff to do, so why don't you just die…" The Prince of Gluttony sighed as he snapped his fingers.
This sent Havi flying into the ground in a duvet drag trail, causing him to become dejected for a moment.
"Ah what the hell?" The boy groaned as he got up, clasping his hands into a double fist. "If I'm gonna die, I'm gonna go out on my own terms—fighting!" He exclaimed as he overlapped his fingers. "Domain Expansion." He intoned.
"I'm sorry, what?" Beelzebub blinked before his mind registered what he said. "Shit!" He exclaimed, quickly scrambling to stop Havi.
All that did was get him more in range for what was coming.
"Dream of Ragnarok." The Norse teen said as the field soon transformed into that of ancient Scandinavia—but one that was in the thralls of a harsh winter, of the likes that no one had ever seen.
"Wh-what…?!" The Gluttonous spirit hissed, the cold actually affecting him.
"Here in my domain, you will experience the Twilight of the gods, Ragnarok first hand." Havi stated as he managed to stand up. "Starting with Fimbulwinter, three winters with no spring, summer or fall between them." He added.
And experience them Beelzebub did.
The Prince of Gluttony got to experience the cruelty of the harsh cold as he fought to stay alive however he could. Then he got to the point where humanity's own depravity caused a massive amount of self destruction that he found himself unable to revel in the negativity of due to the Domain's nature. This was basically the equivalent of a soul looking at Valhalla's endless feast and being unable to partake in it, but with Curses and negativity.
"Now, you will witness the final battle." The Viking said as they were suddenly transported to the fields of Vígríðr, where the battle of Ragnarok takes place.
Then in an instant, the moon and sun were devoured by Skoll and Hati, casting the area in darkness—before the light of the elves of Alfheim, Helheim, Jotunheim, Neifelheim, Musfelheim, Midgard, Asgard and Svartalfheim appeared—cramming into the field far beyond capacity.
All while Jormungandr slithered and caused the seas to flood—Fenrir broke from his chains—Neidhog gnawed through Yggdrasil, causing it to fall—and finally the armies of the dead rise from Helheim, ready to fight.
"Now, shall we see if you can survive the twilight of the gods?" Havi questioned, ax in
Then the battle of the end-times began, every soul that had survived thus far clashing violently. Fenrir and Jörmungandr caused chaos across the land while the nine realms fought. Nothing was safe.
… Did we forget to mention that Beelzebub is deadass in the middle of it all?
"Impossible…" The Gluttony prince uttered before he was suddenly swarmed by the armies of Einherjar and Jotunar giants from both Neithelheim, Musfelheim and Jotunheim—causing him to be forced to fight them all at once.
From a safe vantage point, Havi watched as the Prince of Gluttony fought amidst the swarm of warriors from across the nine realms. It was almost interesting to watch, seeing a Curse fight at the end of days.
Soon though, he was overwhelmed, giving the boy an opening.
"Flaming sword of Surtr." He called as a massive fire giant stomped towards where Beelezebub was—and raised a truly massive sword that seemed to be made of fire itself.
Then the blade was trusted downward into the Prince of Gluttony, who screamed in agony when the blade hit him—causing an explosion.
(Elsewhere)
Meanwhile back with Morgan, she was currently in a tattoo parlor on base getting a new tattoo while she waited for Elsa.
What kind of tattoo was she getting?
One that quite literally read "Proud Property of Joshua Landbrecht" in neat cursive above her ass in the small of her back.
She wasn't really concerned about the weird looks she'd end up getting as a result of her choice of tattoo—but it was something that would happen regardless.
When it was done, she covered up the area so it could heal before she headed outside and waited.
Now that she was part of the academy again, she opted for a new look for the mission.
Morgan decided to have her uniform remade to go with something a bit more simple. Specifically the uniform was the typical military green in the form of a vest, two lords flannel camo arm sleeves, a green skirt with a brown belt and a brown heart shaped tube top, as well as some green boots and stockings with similar camo patterns.
The outfit was still a tad revealing, which matched her style, but seeing as she was dating Joshua, she thought it necessary to wear something more conservative.
After a few minutes of waiting, Elsa showed up.
"Ready to shred a Curse?" The headmistress of the academy asked with a smirk.
She didn't get to do field work often, so she enjoyed it whenever she got the chance. The curse of being a principal…
"I'd say so, what're we dealing with?" The girl asked.
"According to our seers, just a few Grade 5s serving a Grade 2, but given how the others have been encountering a lot of Special Grades as of late, I decided to tag along in the event that these curses were hiding their true grade to lure weaker sorcerers in." She replied.
"Fair enough." The purple eyed girl nodded in reply.
(Later)
They soon reached the destination of their mission, that being a large abandoned and condemned detention center, which now seemed to be brimming with cursed energy.
"Why am I not surprised it's an old detention center…" Morgan sighed in exasperation. "Well, let's get this over with." She muttered as her tattoos started separating from her shoulders—before spreading into her Angel wings.
"Agreed." Elsa nodded as she formed an ice sword.
Then the two went inside, glancing at every shadow of the condemned building's corridors as they went.
"I'm not seeing anything." The girl sighed as she kept looking around. "You sure that it's supposed to be here?" She questioned.
"It is. It must be lying in wait for an ambush." Elsa nodded in reply as they walked along… before letting out a sigh, causing the air to be visible due to the cold of her breath. "Speaking of…" She sighed, drawing her saber out of its sheath—just in time to clash with the weapon of her opponent who had attempted to attack her from behind.
The Cursed Spirit didn't look like anything special; just a bastardized twist on the human appearance. It had blue skin, spikes on its head in place of hair and sharp classes.
"Huh, a grade 5. Lame." Morgan sighed as she watched her principal kill the creature with ease.
"No, it's not that. My temperature sense typically doesn't drop for Grade 5s. Something else is definitely skulking around here somewhere—and it's strong." The ice user mused, sheathing her sword.
With that foreboding comment put out in the open, the two continued on, journeying deep into the detention center's bowels.
As they did, they were jumped by several weaker curses—but before Elsa could even attempt to freeze them—Morgan beat her to the punch by shooting razor pin feathers at them—impaling them easily.
A few more tried their luck, but Morgan got them, too.
But as they reached the place where the warden used to be, they started hearing the most ominous slow clapping echoing through the halls.
"Bravo, Bravo, ladies. Gorgeous work." A voice chuckled as a humanoid shape came from the shadows. "You beat all my lower curses, I'd say that deserves a reward." The voice said as it came closer through the dark. "So how 'bout it, baby? You got anything on that pretty little mind of yours?" He questioned as the figure became visible.
The figure was that of a man with dark skin and white hair. He was wearing a black cape with a gold fur line, a matching vest, a sleeve on the right arm and a gauntlet on the left, pants and boys.
All of the attire was black and gold.
Elsa's breath became a thick mist as she gasped from the figure's sudden appearance—this was the Special Grade she was sensing!
"So, you're the special grade, I take it?" She questioned.
"That's right, baby." The young curse said, a smug smirk on his human-like face. "Name's Mammon, Prince of Greed, King of the Nine, and Lord of Nazgûl wraiths." He said, introducing himself with a bow. "I'm the Sixth of the Seven Sins and the one that my lord Lucifer says "no living man may hinder". His words." He added with a chuckle.
"I'm sure…" Elsa drawled, drawing her saber.
"Good thing we're not men, then." Morgan said as she started pulling a feather from her wing—causing it to become a sword.
"Yes, that would've been awkward." Mammon hummed in agreement as he conjured a glaive. "Imaginary Technique: Greed Wraith Luster." He intoned as he twirled his weapon before thrusting it—causing golden strands of resonance luster to shoot from it.
The two ladies immediately dodged or deflected the attacks. When it ended, Morgan decided to be somewhat on the snarky side.
"Resonance, huh? Sorry to say, but you're a bit late to that party—I already know a sorcerer who's way better at using it than you." She jeered as she struck Mammon with her Feather blade—only to get kicked back into a wall while he parried an attack from Elsa and sent her flying with a Luster attack.
"Hmph. Whoever it is lacks class." Mammon scoffed dismissively.
'If Joshua was here, he'd probably cut the whole building down just to shut this guy up.' Morgan thought idly.
"Let's see you match this!" Elsa yelled as she slashed with her sword and managed to hit—and caused an ice wall to form where the slash was—leaving Mammon with not only a now gaping wound in his side but also being stuck in a wall of ice.
However…
"Luster Sphere." He intoned, causing a black hole sphere of gold and black energy to form, causing the ice to be absorbed—before he flicked it at the two women—sending them flying through several walls as he healed himself.
Elsa and Morgan got back to their feet, the latter bleeding a bit on her head, her right shoulder and left forearm.
"This guy's tough…" The fallen Angel girl groaned as she tried to rush Mammon again, doing a spin kick attack she saw the Valkyries use in GoW 4, kicking him into a wall before she pinned and started kicking him over and over again until he grabbed her by her ankle and hurled her—causing her to shoot feathers at him as she crashed through another wall and was buried by rubble.
Mammon effortlessly deflected her feathers, but Elsa was ready to deal with him herself.
"Alright, if attacking you head on won't work, and projectiles will just be deflected…" The blue haired woman said as she started to unbutton her coat, causing the tri pointed Y in the center of her cleavage to be visible. "Then I'll have to restrain you so that my attacks can't miss…" She hummed as she flattened her hands into a pair of a Ls and joined her thumbs over her chest.
"What are you…?" Mammon questioned.
"Domain Expansion." The Principal intoned as a dark blue orb formed before the entire room was bathed in blue light. "Mahapadma!" She exclaimed.
Instantly, before Mammon could fully register what was happening, he was frozen in the woman's Domain Expansion.
"This move takes up so much Cursed Energy that I can't use it as much as I'd like…" The woman sighed as she walked up to the figure. "I have questions for you, so I'm going to let you off easy, but don't expect this to happen again." She stated as she unsheathed her sword and decapitated him in one motion—before wiping and sheathing it in another as her domain disappeared, causing Mammon's head to roll on the ground and his body to fall.
"... Well, this is quite the turn of events." The Prince of Greed commented, his face only showing minor surprise.
"Most Curses would be distressed at having their heads severed from their bodies." Elsa hummed. "Your calmness is new." She added.
"If you think a simple decapitation will be enough to put me down, baby. Then you're sorely mistaken." The Curse said as his body suddenly started swinging his glaive around wildly, causing her to jump back before it picked its head up and tapped his weapon on the ground—causing him to disappear in a burst of luster.
It was at this point that Morgan pulled herself out of the rubble, a few cuts and bruises marring her body.
"You okay?" Elsa questioned as she helped her student back up.
"Yeah, it's only my pride that's hurt, and my internal organs…" The girl muttered.
"Then it's probably a good thing that this wrapped up quickly for us." The blue haired woman nodded as she turned her attention back to where Mammon had disappeared from. "Slippery bastard disappeared before I could get more answers." She muttered.
"Well, that's gonna be a pain for us later on." Morgan groaned as she held her side. "Come on. I'd like to stop hurting." She added.
The two women left the scene behind, deciding it was best to just go home.
(Elsewhere)
Meanwhile, in some dark and decrepit crumbling building hidden from all else out in the middle of nowhere, Mammon twisted his head back on as Beelezebub rematerialized next to him.
"In the same boat, I take it?" The Prince of Greed questioned his gluttonous counterpart.
"Urg… I was subjected to what the Norse call Ragnarok… It was agonizing…" The Lord of the Flies groaned.
"Let me guess, Jujutsu Sorcerer First Year?" He questioned.
"Kids these days are truly too powerful for their own good." The curse scoffed as the other sins arrived as well—along with four new figures.
They were all Curses, that much was clear.
The first had a male structure and was clad in heavy armor that looked like it was made by demons, had a red cape and wielded a large sword.
The second was a cloaked figure wearing a skull mask, he seemed to be carrying some sort of scythe.
The third was wearing some kind of tattered robe, his rotted face showing and he wielded a balance scale.
The fourth, meanwhile, was the only female member of the group and she wore a type of white armor that framed her unearthly figure. Her radiation golden hair falling to her waist where a whip sword resided.
"Seven of you, and we can't seem to rely on you two swat a few insects." She spat. "You disgust me, the lot of you." She snarled.
"Not our fault kids these days are getting stronger." Mammon retorted.
"The strength of one's opponent is irrelevant, failure is still failure." The red clad man stated.
"Bet you would've been singing a different tune if you got your ass kicked by a kid, War." Leviathan retorted.
"Enough." A voice said, causing the figures to turn and see two new arrivals.
The first looked like a man in white robes that looked medieval in construction, and like Mammon, he was very much able to pass for human, save for the seven wings on his body, his long white hair and yellow eyes.
This was Satan, Prince of Pride and the last of the Seven Sins.
The second one had everyone on edge.
He looked to be in his twenties, had pale skin, clouds white and blood red eyes. His attire consisted of a very sharp dress suit while he had a cane in his hands.
"I don't need you all bickering." Their master, Lucifer, said. "Satan, I want you to gain access to the school, find the ring—bring it to me." He told the leader of the Sins. "If any sorcerer gets in your way—destroy them." He added.
"Gladly." Satan nodded in response as he left to get ready.
ThermalsniperN7: Okay, so Morgan has come back to the academy– as Joshua's girlfriend, no less– and came face to face with another special grade curse. Oh, and we saw Elsa in action, too. That's cool.
Dragon Emperor0: Looks like we're two chapters or so away from the gang heading to Japan to meet the Japanese Jujutsu students—where we intend for our students to go absolutely Buck fucking wild.
ThermalsniperN7: As well as show the stark contrast between America and Japan when it comes to Curses… Oh man, Sukuna is gonna be the biggest heckler when the gang shows up…
Dragon Emperor0: Dude's a riot when he wants to be. Anyway guys, see you next time.