Aa! Megamisama! is the creation and intellectual property of Fujishima Kosuke and Kodansha.
Special thanks to the Lawaifuteca Youtube channel for the inspiration.
La Waifuteca: The Fanfiction Series.
17- Peorth.
Measurements:
Bust: 90 cm.
Waist: 60 cm.
Hips: 91 cm.
Age:
Several centuries old.
Height:
170 cm.
Weight:
It's a secret.
Eyes:
Hazel.
Hair:
Black.
What's the Deal with Peorth?
The Goddess of the Roses in the Oh my Goddess! universe. She was summoned to the Tarikihongan Temple in Japan by Morisato Keiichi's lust when Belldandy just wouldn't put out and he happened to make another accidental call to the Goddess Relief System of Yggdrasil.
When said like that it sounds kind of filthy, doesn't it? Eh, whatevs, I'm just kind of half assing these ones. I like Peorth but there's just not that much to say about her, you know? She kind of ends the series the same character she was at the start, albeit you could say the same thing about most of the rest of the cast. So much wasted potential, that series.
She sees herself as Belldandy's rival but she shouldn't trouble herself about that, she's already better than her because Belldandy is such an annoying Mary Sue. But of course, the series disagrees with me and will continuously stress that Belldandy is so much better than Peorth and everyone. Whatever, forgotten series! Even Magic Knight Rayearth got a revival before you!
MUGEN Universe Prologue- by M203.
The air reeked of methane, and the ground released its bubbling wheezes as she treaded onwards between the red pools, once every so often stopping, looking downwards at faces that were all too familiar. The sky was red, and the atmosphere thin, and where there were pockets of oxygen, the breathable air stank of decomposition, decomposition that was all around her, in the ground, the ground of world made of crushed bodies. The crushed, soulles bodies of Gods long dead.
"Every single one of them, their residual energies indicate that they were at least equal to my Lord himself in power, some of them are even off the scale...what could have done all this..." she thought as she presed her bundled up cape closer to her nose. Then it hit her, the red skies, the red oceans, the ground, they were the remnants of a war long past. Bodies, bodies of Gods piled so high in the weightlessness of space that the sheer number of them had become a planet, with its own gravatational field, with its own atmosphere, and the oceans, they were the blood of the divine, the moons above her, the twelve silver crescents, were the vessels in which they once lived, crushed into perfect spheres by one being's will alone.
"This... this is what Urd sent me to retrieve..." Peorth turned pale, realizing that whatever she was to recruit for Heaven had, here in the Continuities beyond, evolved to such a state that it could very well end the system functions of Yggdrasil on its very own. "What in the name of Kami Sama was she thinking, extending a invitation to... to this place?"
The flash of light caught her off guard, and as the warmth surrounded her, so did the blue skies, the perfect clouds, and the sound of children wherever she turned. As her vision returned, she found herself face to face with an old man, bent over double with age, his torn rags bundled about his deshrivelled form so as to hide his face. From between the rags, his husky, cracked voice crept. "If you are looking for the being who made that world of death, you're a bit late. He has already left." The beggar pointed to the enormous hole in the ground, not five feet from where Peorth stood, and then towards the sky, where the silent juggernauts plied the skies, meandering their ways through the transluscent, almost organic buildings that seemed to rise forever towards the sky. "He caught the train."
Peorth was a bit too awe-struck to reply.
"Welcome to the City of Dreams, Daughter of Yggdrasil. I know, you can no longer sense your bretheren. That is natrual. You are beyond, what was it that he called it... ah, the Fourth Wall."
She reeled with shock, but before she could scream her disbelief, the beggar's finger found its way to her lips, silencing her.
"He literally caught the train. Only, he, uhmm, didn't really get the fact that even an octo-dimensional groundplane cannot support an inverted entropic field... he's kind of dumb that way."
A bead of sweat rolled down Peorth's cheek. "And how do you know all this?"
The snicker filled her mind, rather than her ears. "You..."
The old man gave opened his hand, and brought the space of distorted air to her face. "This is your sister's handiwork?"
"The Dimension Tide! But how... that..."
"It is nothing, she still needs to learn how to properly wield her power. Her heart is both her strength, and her greatest weakness. Now step through it, he is already in transit."
Peorth extended her hand towards the ever-shrinking anomaly, a mirage in the several dozen or so dimensions that made up the small space within the confines of the beggar's palm.
"Oh, wait. Before you meet him, tell your Lord that Seicross sends his regards. And take this to Nudoru." The beggar handed her a first aid kit that was quite comprehensive. "And tell him not to die so much, it's *****ing irritating when he keeps falling into my coffee. For that matter, he'd better not die again."
Peorth's features distorted, trying to take in everything that the beggar said.
"Your sister wanted a champion from this Continuity, and so I sent to your Continuity the one man who needed to find himself the most. However, Nudoru Kaarage cannot manifest in your form of reality without creating immense chaos. He is composed of simply too much matter on too many material planes. As he is aware, and as you now are, I have stripped him of the better part of his power. I do not want another debacle like that planet of death you landed on. In return, he will have the chance to earn a place in your Omniverse, in your Continuity. I have sent the memo, ask if your master got it. My fax has been playing up and I think it's seriously *****ed over."
The beggar pulled the rags away from his face as Peorth stepped into the anamoly, the Dimensional Tide which had fused every single reality in the one Continuity that mankind had come to know as the Fictional Universe. As she felt herself begin to fall, she saw the beggar's true face, the white mask, the sigils flowing across it, and then again, came the light.
The space between existances.
"And you are?" the man with the spar of an enourmous nanoconstructed hull through his head asked.
Peorth could't speak, the scene before her was pure carnage; half his brains were hanging out the back of his skull with the white spar protruding a good war out of the back of his head, its entry point obviously his left eye socket. She held the nausea back as he extended his hand.
"Nudoru Karaage!"
"What! I can't hear you over this..."
The wind intensified suddenly, and her instincts took over as she willed hersef into intangibility in that crucial split second. The same split second that the skyborne train, three miles long, and its unwilling passenger-by-impalement slammed into the waters of Lake Toba, cutting like a hot knife through butter through the Earth's crust, right into the molten rock beneath, lava saturated with pockets of poisonous gasses.
"Oh My Go... what in Hell!?"
The portal opened right above her, and out tumbled her quarry, the half-masked man whose jawplate ended in round, dark goggles. His silvery-white hair mingled with her own jet-black crown as their craniums met, hald a mile above solid ground. Peorth clutched her head in pain. "YOU IMBECILE!" She raised her hand, electricity arcing between her fingers, at the man she was tasked to recruit, the one being who might have stood alone and triumphed against the might of both the three Chousein and Yggdrasil combined, only to have him vanish before her eyes. Right into the engine of a Boeing 747...
She produced a cell phone from between her ample breasts. "Hello, Belldandy? He's here. But uhh, I think he's dead." A moment of silence passed. "No, no... he kind of died twice in the first five seconds that he was in this reality. Leave him be? Are you sure... alright."
As Peorth faded away, returning to her duties, the dark portal again opened. And spat its contents, the Killer of a civilization of Gods, right into the path of a striking Indonesian Cobra.
Nudoru Kaarage had arrived. Now, all he had to do was to stay alive long enough to make a difference.
En conclusion: Esta diosa es muy golosa, pero cuidado que es poderosa.