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Author's Note: This chapter's word count surpassed 10k. I'm having a blast right now
My sincere apology to @JinnTheGenie , I wasn't able to include Kali in this chapter as you have mentioned, but I promised she'll appear next chapter!
As with the development you discussed with me, I've already made plan for that and now only need time to bring it into action
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Do you fear death?
Do you think Death is terrible?
That eternal darkness, slowly enveloping you, weighing down on your body despite your struggles. Knowing you will be forever alone from this moment onward...never seeing...never hearing...stuck...in this slumber until the end of time
Yes, many people, including her, think death is the end. It is the ultimate fate of everything: Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. And like many people, she despises death. She despise that feeling of being buried in the darkness, where nobody can see nor hear her
But...that notion all changed when she met that boy
Death is merely the release from life's suffering.
It is not a punishment
It is mercy
Blood red blade shoving down her throat, destroying every inch of her body in rapid burst of pain. She screamed and struggles in that hellish embrace, staring straight into the eyes of the Devil himself
The lifeless body limply hung from it's neck, but not before a black hole as deep as the deepest of abyss opened up underneath her. The hand choking it loosened, dropping the corpse into that unending void, into it's demise
Pain. Inside that unending darkness, it felt like a thousand mouth has opened up and started devouring her at once. Tearing apart her flesh. Chewing on her organs. Eating up her very soul, her very existence
And then she faded away
People die when they are killed
Unfortunately, she didn't
From the dark abyss of the Void, came a small, blotted, deformed shape. It was black and ugly, like an abomination of darkness that is unnatural to this world. The blob of shadow wiggled itself from the hole and unto the hard stone underneath it
The thing shuddered, coiling and solidifying into a discernible shape after several seconds of struggling on the floor.
A pair of dark, bat-like wings stretched out, lavishing in the freedom of being alive once again. From it's feet grew razor-sharp talons, perfectly honed like the claws of an eagle, with each one of them capable of cutting through steels thanks to it's Grimm physique
the Succubus looked nothing like her former appearance, now only a humanoid silhouette with two red dots for eyes and a gaping maw for mouth, from which a long tongue lashed in and out in a lizard-like motion.
'A-ahhh' She quietly choked on the familiar air of the Grimm underworld, a hiss of pain escaped her throat as black smoke rose up from her body 'I-I really died. But I'm still alive. I managed to survive against that monster!'
She slowly stood up, still groggy from the recent trauma she'd attained
*Clack*
*Clack*
*Clack*
Cynthia's dot-like eyes turned to the other side of the room.
Two other silhouette sat hunched over a table, upon which a chessboard is being laid in front of them. Their eyes showed full focus over the match, moving their respective pieces in turn with not a single glance being sent her way
Understanding who the two of them is, the Succubus could only stood there in silence, knowing better than to interrupt the pair lest she received a punishment for it
*Clack*
A piece was moved forward, courtesy from the Kitsune sitting on the left.
Her bewitching crimson eyes shone in the dim light of the room, showing the spark of intelligence behind them as she tapped her finger on the mahogany desk, calmly contemplating her next move
Even under the poor light, one could make out her irresistable beauty that would have put most Succubus to shame: Dark hair that reached down her waist, an attractive oval-shaped face covered by two bangs of hair on both sides, and a gifted hourglass figure with the Grimm's pale skin that only serves to enhance her beauty
She wore a black kimono with white shirt underneath, completed with a red sash around her waist. The kimono's helm only managed to barely cover up her long smooth thighs and bubbly derriere, from which three black, fluffy tails were swaying from side to side
The Heiress of Envy, Alistair
Cynthia gulped, as she could feel the pressure from her presence in the room. The fox is, without a doubt, stronger than most Grimm Half-Lord she'd seen over the year
No, perhaps she's even on par with a full on Lord if magic essence is taken into the equation. Perhaps she could even fight against...
Cynthia thought back about the monster who killed her in Menagerie, and she shuddered in fear
*Clack*
Before it could reach the King, that piece was intercepted by the Knight charging from the front. A hand reached out from the shadow and took it
Holding the captured piece in their hand, the person on the other side of the table smiled at Alistair, whose calm face twitched slightly at the unexpected factor
*Clack*
Her hand blurred forward, pushing for another assault at the guarded King in front of her
*Clack*
*Clack*
*Clack*
*Clack*
And it goes on, with each turns pushing the match to Alistair's favor as she continuously take turns to move her pieces forward, sacrificing pawns after pawns to open a way toward her objective
*Clack*
*Clack*
*Clack*
However, as the blitz was being countered by the bishops nearby. She realized something was amiss
Even as someone who'd never touched chess, Cynthia could determine the situation based on their expression
"c7 Rd6, Kb5" Alistair muttered
"Kb4 Rd4, Kb3 Rd+, Kc2 Rd4, c8=R" Came the casual reply from her opponent "that was the plan, wasn't it"
"Ra4, Kb3, which would mean...hahhhh"
Those moves requires the white rook on her side to be captured by 8.Rc1 in order not to put them in a stalemate, but it has already been taken out in the earlier conflict with the Bishop
If she were to open a second route via the Queen and Pawn, her Knight which was set to the bullet point will enter the "endgame", upon which it will suffer from the enemy's Knight and set her Queen in the Position To Kill
Either defense or offense won't work. The failsafe she'd set at the beginning of the game was already disabled two moves ago
The other person let out a low chuckle upon this. From the shadow, her violet eyes crinkled up in amusement at the defeated Kitsune in front of her
"Do I really need to continue with this?"
"No" Alistair's grumbled "Evelynn, this is checkmate"
She spoke respectfully to her friend, at the same time collecting all the fallen pieces and rearrange them perfectly back on the board
Through the window, the reddish moonlight pierced through the cloud, finally shedding light to the person sitting opposite of her
Beautiful
The girl sat cross-legged there with a bored look on her face, she could only be described as beautiful. Strands of white hair covered one amethyst colored eye, the shape of which resembled Alistair's. It reached down to her waist much in the same manner as Alistair's. However, her looks carry a different feel to it
Their appearances may be similar, but hers possess something more alluring, something more mature compare to her Kitsune counterpart
unlike the fox, she's wearing a white gown that wrapped around her body in white, silk-like fabric, covering only the upper part of her thighs and up to her lower chest, perfectly balanced between modesty and boldness
The sight of her tantalizing appearance would be enough to make almost any men go mad with desires just by looking at her
Evelynn, Alistair's half-sister. Also called the Sin of Lust by her peers. That was the identity of this person which sat before her
thin rosy lips curled up in apparent disinterest. Not the haughty arrogance of a princess, only the quiet confidence of a person who stands at the apex of power, the current Succubus Queen that ruled over an entire region
'Hah, my Mistress...'
So alluring was the aura surrounding her that Cynthia was captivated the moment she laid her eyes upon this girl. She, a creature who was supposed to use temptation as a weapon, is being used by temptation itself
"You possess extraordinary talent at this, Lust" Alistair remarked "This is only your first game, yet you've already shown a degree of mastery over it, I'm amazed"
"Mastery?" Evelynn tilted her head around, before she smiled in a friendly way
"You misunderstand, I only moved the pieces randomly without thinking about anything" She said cheerfully "I know you went easy on me, that's why I managed to win in the first place"
Alistair smiled in response to her sister. However, her thoughts are completely different
'Went easy on you my fucking ass'
The game ended in one hundred and fifty five moves. This can only happen if the opponent already knew all her plans since the beginning of the game and prepared thoroughly against it
Her sister is one person capable of that feat
"Perhaps you're just that good"
(Y/n)-level good, honestly
"Hm, perhaps"
'Just that good' is an understatement to describe someone like her sister, but Alistair ignored the annoyed feeling inside her chest
"Anyway, do you intend to keep your servant standing there?"
It would not be a proper way not to greet someone who went through the effort of collecting information for you
After all, she is the one who sent her to Menagerie in the first place
Her eyes showed boredom as the change of topic, as though being reminded to take out the trash in the middle of watching an anime fight
"Oh, Cynthia, so you've returned!" Amethyst eyes inspected the Succubus's unsightly form in surprise, even though they both knew she'd already sensed her long ago "How has your trip to the zoo been?"
The image of that monster flashed through the young girl's mind. His crimson eyes shone as he stood there, laughing in glee at her painful torment
Her hands began shaking, but she forced it down by digging her nails against her own palms
"It has been a most productive mission, my Mistress" She bowed, her wings fluttered in nervousness as Cynthia tried to hide the scared expression on her face from those two
"That (Y/n), no, the individual titled the Grim has been located on the island of Menagerie. He stayed at a middle-class inn that I infiltrated and investigate" She continued with the report "Furthermore, the target is also seen with another female Grimm up until her disappearance inside an alley"
'As expected, he really has decided to visit Menagerie' Alistair narrowed her eyes 'But another female took an interest to him?'
Her finger drummed on the desk. She couldn't help but feel irritated somehow
'Since it's (Y/n), there must be a reason for that' The Grimm concluded 'He wasn't the type to think with his dick. Perhaps leader simply saw a use for her in his future plan?'
"I tried to follow him afterward, but he detected me as soon as I started stalking him" Cynthia lowered her head in shame "We ended up confronting each other in the alley, I attempted to seduce him to extract more information, but he resisted and choked me with his rod instead"
'Also expected' Her lips was twitching at the clearly distressed Succubus in front of her 'Such an inexperienced Grimm had no hope of winning against someone like (Y/n), especially in a psychological battle'
'But...choke her with his rod?'
Her finger rubbed together, creating small bursts of blazing fire underneath her palm that sizzled out moments later by the water she conjured
Alistair sighed in frustration
The Kitsune's mind began to dig further into the info she managed to gather, the cogwheel in her head turning like clockwork, operating at optimal efficiency to determine his plan. It was her way of coping with the conflicted feeling inside her mind
Each one of them have their duty to fulfill, it won't be fair to criticize (Y/n) when he was the one doing the most work out of them
'But that's exactly the problem' She bit her lip 'He was out there, doing everything by himself. To always strive for the improvement of his peers by one's own sacrifice....I can never understand that mindset of his'
This is...of course...coming from Alistair, the one Grimm in the group with the most Sasuga energy in her
Had she really know the real reason (Y/n) came to Menagerie, the fox girl's thoughts about him would have probably changed
"But thanks to my racial skill, I managed to survive" Cynthia's voice became raspy, her eyes teared up "Inside that dark place, I was d-devoured, chewed on over and over again, until I finally died. Then the rest of my remaining consciousness was transferred to another body prepared beforehand in case I was spotted. It saved my life"
A Grimm thought she outsmarted (Y/n) Lucifer of all people?
That is just....sad
"Are you sure you surviving is not a part of his plan?"
Cynthia froze in place at Alistair's question. The fox was smiling innocently at her as she said this
"Think, little Grimm. Why would someone as paranoid as him, who could easily sense you from afar and baited you into that valley without you noticing it, not aware of the racial ability you have?"
"Furthermore, why would he simply waste such a valuable source of information by killing you?"
It just does 't make sense...unless it's (Y/n), then it makes too much sense
What if he already knew she wasn't just a random Grimm passing by? What if he intentionally let her live, just so he could both send a warning and secretly determine the person who sent her?
What if...he already know she's there from the beginning?
Like a Tsunami, memories back at Menagerie suddenly flooded inside her mind
However, unlike the first time, she could now see it with clarity. No longer does it seem like a random series of events. Everything...everything is connected
'By the way, is the body underneath the bed real?'
'No, sir, it's merely a decoration for this hotel'
No sane person would ask that in so calm a manner
She should have know. Since the person has been sucked dry with no bite mark on them, the Grim must have concluded about the presence of a Succubus on this island once he'd done examining the corpse
That is her first mistake
And her second mistake-
'Ahhh, my penis!'
It was the Onahole
The bloody Onahole
Cynthis remembered taking that same unused Onahole filled with knives from his room and turned them in to another guest who had problem with his urges, She did that without even suspecting a single thing
Why would he put knives inside it?
Her pupils began shaking
He knew. That damned Grim knew how sensitive Succubus are to extreme feelings such as pain and pleasure, he knew she wouldn't be able to resist the sensation and reveal herself within the midst of chaos
"Without hesitation, without restraint, you thrust deeper into the abyss, and deeper, and deeper, losing a part of yourself in the process. And then, At one point in time. It became a matter of choice: Whether to continue on with your indulgence, pushing desperately for the climax of your pleasure, or risk permanently hurting yourself in the process"
That time, he had been warning her- No, toying with her, teasing her with temptation as he lured her into that trap which spell her doom
And she fell for it. Like the fool she is, Cynthia fell for it without knowing a single thing
"If only I haven't let fear get the best of me...if only I have put my dick all the way in...In time, all that's left will be a sea of regret inside you" He said, taking a drink of his lemonade
And worse still, the Grim used that chance to raise the morale of the populace, this furthering his influence over the area
"Ugh, my dick...it hurts"
"Here, take this"
There he smiled, the angelic expression on his face could not be described as something more than the expression of a Saint
The people nearby gasped in both shock and awe as the man's penis is healed in front of them, as if touched by the Miracle of Monty. It twitched in the room's atmosphere, brimming with vitality unseen just minutes ago
"H-hail sir (Y/n)"
The early sunlight pierced through the cafe's window, casting off it's light on his figure that just happens to be standing there.
However, to the people of Menagerie, at that moment all they could see is a shining halo on (Y/n)'s head. This, coupled with the aura he's giving off, made them think of an angel who descended down from the heaven
In her eyes, he is the Devil.
But to them, to those suffering souls that need guidance in the dark, he is their salvation, their voice of righteousness, he is the epitome of what they truly need: A God
The Succubus who now finally realized the meaning of his action went pale. For the first time, she felt true despair at the existence known as the Grim, not only at his brutal strength, but also at his unfathomable intellect and terrifying foresight
Just how far had this monster planned ahead?
It's obvious that Succubus is very unstable at the moment
"You can go now"
The Succubus bowed as she left in a burst of black smoke, leaving the pair of sisters alone in the room as silence descended upon them
(Y/n) Lucifer
Of course, Evelynn had had an interest in him a long time ago, long before the incident yesterday, long before her sister had even met him
According to the information she gathered, the Heir of Pride is supposed to be a Beowolf by default: A mundane, common race of Grimm that only specialized in their number. However, he somehow was given the soul of a human by birth, something thought to be entirely impossible up until now
However, seeing that he can freely manipulate blood and shadow in Menagerie, (Y/n) has a strong affinity with black magic, which wouldn't make sense if his two previous races are taken into consideration
Is he a Lich? A Vampire? A Ghoul? All three of them are the most likely, since they're all resistant or perhaps even immune to almost every mind-related skills from other races. That fits with the way Cynthia's charm having no effect on him
Either way, the only logical conclusion is that he secretly have another undead-type race hidden from others that has only been revealed up until now
Or maybe-
Her lips curled up
- He had somehow learned to turn himself to another race without suffering from the penalty
"Interesting"
That was Evelynn's only comment
"I know" A smile graced her sister's lips "He's a very eccentric individual"
Evelynn licked her lips as an unreeadable expression crossed her face
"Is he the one who managed to pull you along with two others to join his pack?"
"No, we made the choice ourselves" Alistair shook her head "(Y/n) Lucifer is...well...he's a natural born leader, a genius grand strategist, and a destined king among many other things. People can't help but be attracted to him no matter where he go"
It's like he's actually a protagonist of a story
"And I assume you'd want me to also pledge myself to him?"
"No"
Alistair stated flatly
Even if the world is crashing down, even if the heaven split themselves and the earth crumbled into dust, even if the apocalypse came, she will never let this woman get near (Y/n).
That is not because her sister and him wouldn't get along with each other
In fact, the reason she's worried is because they might get along too well, given how alike their personalities are
"Then, what do you want?" Lust leaned back in her chair, a cup of orphan-blood tea appeared in her hand as she took a sip "I wouldn't take you for someone who would visit her sister just for a game of chess, Alistair"
"It's concerning the sin of Gluttony"
"Oh" another sip was taken "We haven't had someone in that position for quite a long time now. The last one was not exactly pleasant"
"That's the point. (y/n) released her"
"Uh...Okay" Evelynn's eyes headed to the ceiling above once again "And seeing that our world is still fine, and that half of humanity hadn't been gone yet, had he somehow get her under his control?"
"In a way, yes" Alistair sighed tiredly "(Y/n) stole most of her power and sealed it inside his body. That action, combined with the fact that it's nearly been a thousand years ever since she was locked inside that coffin, is enough to render her relatively harmless at the moment"
"But that would also mean she will-"
"Yes, I know!" She slammed her hand on the table "It's just...*sigh*...it's a part of his plan"
"....."
She smiled calmly "He put himself in danger for a potential powerful ally in his pack, I think I understand now"
Personally unleashing the Sin and stealing her power will put all of Gluttony's attention on him. At the same time, he prepared his ally to be the one dealing with her, using himself as the bait
The thing Evelynn found interesting is how this little (Y/n) is leaving it to his pack mates/subordinates to take care of her, it's as if he's treating the most dangerous Grimm among the Deadly Sins until now to be nothing more than a nuisance to his plan
As expected of the future Sin of Pride
"And you're probably come to ask me for help ever since you know about the origin of her power, right?"
Her sister stood there, not saying anything aside from a scratch of her head
"...She's a hax"
Gluttony's existence is something that defy the nature of this world. A bug in the system known as "reality". Something that wasn't supposed to exist, yet does anyway just to spite the creators
That's because she's not just a Sin of Gluttony
She's the Sin of Gluttony. The original one. The one belonging to the first generation of Grimm. The one who participate in the battle against the God Brothers many years ago and almost won against them
She is also that person's former subordinate
If (Y/n) really did manage to get someone like her as an ally, hah...
"So to counter her, we need another hax on our side" Alistair looked straight at her sister "Or in this case-"
"Me" Evelynn pointed at herself as she smiled cheerfully "Your sister, of course I should have known this!"
"But" She held up a finger "You know I won't be doing it for free, right?"
Of course. Her sister is a Grimm. Further than that, she is also a Deadly Sin. It would only be expected that she demands something in return
"You're right. What is it that you want, Eve?" Alistair narrowed her eyes "You're not making me have sex with you again, are you?"
Her sister may be hot, but she is still her sister. And she's also a girl, which just make the whole thing more awkward...to her that is...Succubus doesn't seem to know what shame is
"Of course not, I'm through that phrase a long time ago!...Instead..."
A grin threatened to split Evelynn's face as she stepped closer to the Heiress of Envy
"I...."
She whispered, trailing her fingers down the fox's thighs
"Want...."
Her sister's hand shook
"Him"
The air temperature in the room dropped by several degree as the word left her mouth
Lust smiled, even as a fist slammed into her face and sent the girl crashing through the castle's roof
'My sister's changed so much'
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The three Wyverns stared at her
Helen stared back
"Uhm, Ahem" She coughed as she took out a small notebook "Well, I'm not very fluent in the Dozahvul language, and you're not real dragons, so I'm not even sure why I'm even doing this"
The Wyverns tilted their head
"Really, I'm not sure" She opened the dusty tome on her hand
[Dark Wisdom: Book 7]
In it, contains previously undiscovered knowledge about the Grimm and anything related to them. Geography, Biology, even the Physics in which their world governed. Secrets that nobody, not even the majority of the Grimm, know about
Her father's voice echoed inside her head
'So you're going to the Grimm world to train again?'
'Yes, father'
'Then take this'
'A book?'
'It's something passed down from your grandmother to me. I have no use for it, but I think you will soon'
'Are you breaking the fourth wall in order to introduce me a Deus Ex Machina?'
'It's not a Deus Ex Machina if I can see the future, Helen'
'But there's absolutely no foreshadowing about this in previous chapt-'
'ENOUGH WITH THE FORESHADOWINGS!!'
It's thanks to this manual that she managed to find this place so quickly
Helen's purpose to come to here was to meet with her...well, the Dragon of Greed, Vali. This land that was full of towering cliffs that pierced through the cloud and floating islands that defy the law of gravity is where he often visits the most when he wasn't out there doing crazy things
This was one of the main regions of the Grimm world: The Sky Region, where winged Grimms could be find lurking in every corner of this land.
According to the [Dark Wisdom: Book 7]:
"the land of sky is a place surrounded by roaring winds all year long, it is the main location to which winged and flight-based Grimm could be found, some of which includes phoenix, dragons, wyverns and other mythological creatures often found in human history
Anybody who enter this region without knowing the way may find themselves being cut to pieces by a wall containing thousands of violent gale blades in it. When stuck inside the wind barrier, one's corpse will be scattered by tempests across the entire realm if they so much as stray a single step from their position
The only way to enter this place is to fly past the stratosphere and enter it by diving down at maximum speed from above, avoiding the stray lightnings in the process
However, this can only be applied if you know how to fly and if you actually belong to this particular land. Otherwise, the Wyverns will chase you out for entering their territory without permission'
Although a slime like her is technically immune to physical attacks, getting all the body pieces back together after that is going to be a bitch
But compare to other destinations on this land, it was a far more peaceful location. That's why she still managed to relax despite her current situation
There are many other undiscovered regions hidden across the Grimm world that not many knew about, mostly due to the fact that they are extremely hard to find or incredibly hard to enter, or just that the territory's lord is not exactly an outgoing Grimm by nature.
The Mist Region
The Forest Region
The Sea Region
The Desert Region
The Dark Continent is an assortments of dangerous regions like these, each of them containing their own unique life forms and open habitats. Often, both the Fauna and Flora are all lethal in their own right, with each specific zone having their trademark quirks that complements with the environment around them
Poisons, Camouflage, Aerial combat, Natural traps, Vietcong ambush...
Everywhere you look, you see death. Between the trees, inside the bushes, underneath the rocks. It's quite beautiful in a sense
Of course, despite the biodiversity they possess, the entire Grimm race only live on this one single piece of land, with the regions only divided by connected borders instead
If sizes are taken into consideration, a region is several times larger than all of the Kingdoms combined. And to enter one of them, you must get through a trial. Usually one must surpass the natural barriers that divided up the regions and earn approval of the creatures living there, or challenge the Lord there to earn the travel pass
"However, there is another way to officially enter it
For the Sky Region, you only need to sing a single music piece
The song of the Dohvakiin
It is a song sung made from old traditions. The Dragons of Old usually sang them in reverence to celebrate the defeat of their tyrant, Alduin at my hand
After all the verses has been played, usually an Elder Dragon will come to greet you. If you are an unfamiliar face in their territory, you will have to prove yourself worthy by fighting against that same Dragon and win
P/s: If the Dragon's name happens to start with 'great', return at a later time"
The book in her hand told her to do it in order get permission to enter this area. The thick leather-bound book that reeks of dust has been a valuable source of information for her ever since she received it
It's also actually convenient that the song itself is etched into one of the last pages on the book, so why not?
what? Is she crazy for listening to an old guide that probably is outdated and as unreliable as the Wikipedia site?
Maybe
"Okay, here we go" The slime took a deep breath, her eyes tracing the lyrics written on the old parchment "Dignity be damned, I need to get past them"
"Dovahkiin, Dovahkiin
Naal ok zin los vahriin"
She began singing
One of the Wyvern began bobbing it's head up and down
Somehow, as the little female Grimm let out her voice, it couldn't help but felt slightly enchanted by the lyrics
"Wah dein vokul mahfaeraak ahst vaal!
Ahrk fin norok paal graan
Fod nust hon zindro zaan"
The other two wyvern's head also began swaying from side to side
They too, were mesmerized by Helen's singing and the song
It felt like the whisper of their forefather a thousand generations ago had came back to them. They felt a sense of sorrow, of soberness, yet they also felt strength flowing through them unlike before
Tears unconsciously leaked from their eyes
"Huzrah nu, kul do od, wah aan bok lingrah vod
Ahrk fin tey, boziik fun, do fin gein!
Wo lost fron wah ney dov
Ahrk fin reyliik do jul
Voth aan suleyk wah ronit faal krein"
Woooosh
Helen flinched as the sound of wings flapping reached her ears
'There's more of them?!'
Indeed. Four other winged wyverns landed on the boulder above her, their expression showing interest at the slime that stood at the entrance of their territory
These Elder Wyvern, who had lived over hundreds of years on this land, couldn't help but feel an odd sense of nostalgia at this song
It felt as if an old memory had returned to them, a lost part of their soul that stays no more severed. Something in their primal instinct awakened at those words
'They aren't attacking me, that's a good sign' Helen internally let out a sigh of relief 'Good, I'm safe'
Oh how wrong she was
"Ahrk fin kel lost prodah
Do ved viing ko fin krah
Tol fod zeymah win kein meyz fundein!
Alduin, feyn do jun
Kruziik vokun staadnau
Voth aan bahlok wah diivon fin lein!"
'Hah..is it just me...or are these wyvern also singing?'
She felt oddly worried at that
Unknown to her. Everywhere in that territory, large flocks of Wyvern are already heading toward her after being attracted by her voice
Their jaws opened, and they couldn't help but feel synonymous with the singer. Their voice came out more like growls, yet they continued on with this terrifying orchestra
Somehow, the word 'Alduin' made their non-existent hearts beat faster in excitement
"Nuz aan sul, fent alok
Fod fin vul dovah nok
Fen kos nahlot mahfaeraak ahrk ruz!
Paaz Keizaal fen kos stin nol bein Alduin jot!"
And then silence
The Heiress of Sloth nervously looked around at the large gathering of winged Grimms surrounding her
She felt like she fucked up somehow. But looking at the emotionless forms of those Grimm, she knew she hadn't
Helen flipped the book she's holding onto the cover behind them. In the corner, written in ink that has been blurred through the passage of time, there lies a single name, the indication to the identity of the writer, with only a few recognizable symbols that allowed her to trace the rest
Written by (L/n), a kind reminder to my future self
(L/n), the mysterious author of that equally mysterious book
How he came to possess so much knowledge about the Continent, nobody know
*huff*
Helen leaned back as the largest of the Wyvern, probably an Elder, approach her. It brought it's nose near the girl and began sniffing her. After a while of smelling off her scent, it finally stopped
"Miss Helen" The old Dragon began respectfully as it bowed it's old, wrinkled head "Lord Vali has been expecting you"
As if on cue, the others around her also bowed their head. Strangely enough, she could detect some sort of emotion form them. Admiration. Respect. Fondness. Approval
And there she is, standing in the middle of the plain, with dozens of dragon-like creatures kneeling before her, all just because she sang the song someone wrote on a book her father had given her a long time ago
"Don't I need to fight you in order to prove my worth, or something like that?"
Her hand lightly stroked the katana's scabbard
A chill came through the thousand year-old dragon as he stared straight into the slime's emotionless eyes
"No, there's nothing of the sort" He hurriedly interrupted "You are a guest here, so that rule is exempt for you"
Oh
Helen couldn't help but feel a little disappointed
She was planning to give (Y/n) a Dragon Pet as souvenir for this trip
"If you will excuse our rudeness" The Elder Dragon hesitated "Our Lord, and not a small part of us, want to know how you came to learn this song? The sacred song of our tradition that usually is used as the dragon's anthem?"
Helen clutched the book on her chest, secretly hiding it out of the Grimm's gaze
"I read about it in one of the book I found" She coolly replied, observing his reaction "A person named (L/n) wrote about it, I think"
Gasp
The Elder Dragon's entire body shook in astonishment
"I-It couldn't be" His voice came out in a shock whisper, as though not believing her words "To think records about that individual still exists until now...."
However, he immediately calmed down the next moment, as though the Grimm never lost his composure in the first place
"Who is he?"
Just who is (L/n)
She had never heard any information about him
No matter how wide she searched, how far she looked, not a single Grimm know about that name. It's as if he's a ghost, never to exist, when his book must have indicates he travels to every corner of the world, but there is nothing to prove it
And thus, up until this moment the identity of this author still remained a mystery for the slime
But now, the answer was about to reveal itself. This Dragon before her, who had lived for millennnials, must surely remember about a time long before she was born. Perhaps he will satisfy her curiosity
"Well, to put it simply-" The Dragon stopped itself
"(L/n) is...was...known as the first, and only, Grimm King to ever exist" He started slowly, almost hesitatingly "He was the creator of the Dark Continent, and the one who birth the Seven Deadly Sins using his flesh and soul"
Her eyes widened
"His achievements....the word mythical won't be able to describe them" The Dragon inhaled, a sense of nostalgia rising in his eyes
"He gobbled up the World Tree Yggdrasil that is placed at the center of the world, causing the realms to fall into chaos, thus bringing about the first land known as the Dark Continent"
"He killed the Champions of the Nine Realms and consume them, becoming the one known as the World Enemy, the god of all evil and malice in existence"
"He defeated and sealed the Seven Heavenly Virtues, Apostles of the Light God with powers rivaling the Deadly Sins at their peak, all by himself"
"He burnt the garden of Eden and conquered the nine layers of hell. The Heavens kneel to him, the Inferno offered it's loyalty to him, for they have recognized him as their true ruler"
"In the final battle against the God Brothers, is is also he who almost defeated them. I said almost, as just as he was about to deal the killing blow to both of those divine beings..." A haunting smile appeared on his face "The king known as (L/n)..disappeared without a trace"
"What?"
The Dragon looked at the sky "Nobody knew what happened to him, and nobody will. The Gods pushed back the Grimm army after that and banished us to this hell known as the Dark Continent for treachery against our Creators"
"What shitty creators they are" He chuckled
"However, had that attack not been interrupted, (L/n) would have then became the strongest being to exist in this world. The singular existence that will inherit all the power from the god and achieve true omnipotence, turning himself into the absolute ruler of every living beings in his infinite domain and it's every single aspect"
A silence filled the area
"That's quite hard to believe" She said calmly, organizing the mess of information she just received "I was told the Dark God was the one who created the Seven Deadly Sin. Grimm King is supposedly just a myth told to the Grimm children as an honorary figure. It's a type of superhero that could never come true, his achievement has never been officially recorded in history once either, and they are far too unbelievable to be accurate"
An individual that gave birth to a line of the most powerful Grimm on the continent. An individual that conquered mythological places she'd never thought existed before. An individual who defeated supernatural beings only mentioned in the most passing of legends, even turning some of them to his side
Furthermore, an individual going against the two Gods that control two halves of the world and managing to overpower them.
It's hard to believe someone like that can exist
"Or so I used to believe" He smiled "However, let's agree to disagree for the moment. I am the spokesman for his highness Vali, and my mission here is to get you pass that wind wall into his fortress"
He said, looking at the howling storm above them. Bursts of gale fluttered Helen's coat as she blinked
"Are you going to use your race's Shout?"
The Elder Dragon only bared it's fangs as he grinned at her, before looking up toward the moonlit sky
"Lok"
He intoned, at the same time a crashing noise could be heard over the thundering wind, like a beckoning to the sky above. Gales twisting and howling, forming large cyclones that formed into a barrier of impenetrable lethality in response to his voice
"Vah"
His every words brimmed with sheer power. It was something far more primal than magic, something that resonates in her very soul. The shout that threatened to split the heaven apart with only three syllables rolled out the tip of his tongue
Koor!"
It ended as suddenly as it started
The wind cleared
The sky brightened
The clouds parted
And the thunder ceased
But not before she sensed a split second of incredible power being released into the air in the form of a beam-like beacon, completely pushing everything out of it's path before getting out of sight
Around them, the Wyverns bowed in reverence at the old Dragon's might
"So that was the power of a Dragon Shout" Helen remarked "If this is only a simple one used to clear the weather, just how destructive would a full-incantation Fus Ro Dah be?"
" Not only did you learned about the existence of our Shout, you also memorized every single one of them?"
"I once read about them in the old records, that's all"
"Hah, you know so much about us dragons...too much if I might say"
She clutched the tome in her hand tightly, pressing the leather cover against her chest. The Dragon laid down it's wing to the ground and looked at her
"Come, Heiress of Sloth"
Without another word, Helen stepped onto his back. The old Dragon took off, soaring through the air with a burst of supersonic speed. The wind slapped onto her face at the sudden acceleration, but it was considerably better than the cyclones before
A kind reminder to my future self
'Just what could this Grimm King mean when he wrote that?'
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"A-ah" The man staggered back, his eyes widened in terror "A-aa-aahh"
So shocked and terrified was he that all came out from his mouth was a few choked stutter. He fell to the ground, his legs frozen in terror
She took a step forward, her voice as gentle as a breeze
"It's not enough"
"A-a-ah"
"It's not enough" Another step forward, a hand reached out toward him
At this point the man broke. Out of desperation, or out of sheer instinct, he raised his gun and unleashed every bullets in his magazine against the monster in front of him
RAT TAT TAT TAT TAT TAT TAT TAT TAT TAT TAT TAT TAT TAT TAT
The rifle switched on full automatic, it was specifically designed to kill high-level Grimm, to completely annihilate them with just a few shots. That's what they had said when he first received this
However-
"It's not enough"
Click Click Click
No matter how tight he squeezed on the trigger, no matter how many bullets he let out, it doesn't change anything
Behind where she stood, there laid what remains of his comrades: Scattered pieces of organs, twisted entrails, disgusting bodily fluids that stained the snow underneath them. Swords stabbed into he ground, Dust powder lingering in the air in the aftershock
Why
His lips trembled
No matter what they threw at her: Grenades, carpet bombing, tactical missiles...
Why can't this monster die?!
"It'S NeVEr enOugH"
Splat
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"Chief Specialist Reaper!" The female officer walked hastily forward, turning her head in all directions to find him
Around her, the sound of phones ringing and military officers shuffling about could be heard. People gathered at the center of the office in order to get a glimpse of the latest news on Atlas during their break time, steaming cup of coffee in their hands as they listened attentively to even the least catching of news
"Strange Cults has been reported to be appearing along the border of Mistral that claimed to worship the god of darkn-"
"Bach Do, also known as dishwasher1910 by his internet alias, has officially been voted as the most talented RWBY artist on Deviant ne-"
"A reporter was recently found murdered in his own home after insulting Stan Lee on television last mo-"
"Tensions along the border of Atlas and Vacuo in their arm race may lead to the possibility of another Great War"
"-Mourning the death of a legendary figure in the professional basketball world, Kobe Bryant-"
Ignoring those news, she continued walking forward at a steady pace
The Military Intelligence Headquarter has never been this lively ever since the appearance of the Grim. Thanks to him, Atlas is now a mess with Riots happening everywhere and the military short on manpower. Yet at the same time, he had also achieved what many people had failed up until this point: Unity among the populace, as the people now band together to defend his action
Whether he is a hero or a terrorist remains a secret to be found.
Shaking her head, the Intelligence Specialist's eyes scanned the crowd, until it stopped at the sight of a man leaning against the corner, watching everything unfolding as he calmly
"Chief Specialist Reaper!" She called, walking over to him "You need to see this"
"...See what?"
The woman flinched
Reaper...how should she say it?
He looks like shit
"Uhm, are you okay sir?"
He shrugged "I'm okay, just a little sleepy is all"
The pile of used coffee mugs behind him said otherwise. The amount of caffeine contained in them would probably even be able to shock a college student with how much there is
"However, the same cannot be said about our General" The man said as he gestured with his head toward the office in front of them. All of it's windows are closed, with the doors locked tight and no light coming from out, save for the flickering of the television inside
"Damn you! You despicable, evil, manipulative criminal!"
CRASH
BANG
"Fuck you fuck fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you!"
General Ironwood's voice could be heard screaming from the inside
"I'm going to find out where you live, then nuke the shit out of it! I'm going to turn your hometown into a literal sea of fire! I'm going to rape your best friend and hang their corpse in front of your bedroom's door!"
BANG BANG BANG
"What's wrong with him?"
"He's gotten infected by the Grim Syndrome" Reaper explained evenly in a monotone voice "Now, that thing you need me to see?"
"Here you go, sir"
'The chief is being so calm even when everyone is breaking down about that Grim' The officer couldn't help but admire her boss 'As expected of the Intelligence Division Head'
Reaper's eyes scanned through the documents before him. Slowly, he folded it shut and handed said file back to her
"Is this information accurate?"
"Undoubtedly, sir" She responded seriously "Every patrol in the area has been completely decimated by a supposed Grimm when arriving to the Grim's last destination on land"
"Do we have a footage of it?"
"Sadly no. But from the audio recording we retrieved from the soldier's comms, this Grimm does seem to be sentient as it can talk"
She stopped "This may be irrelevant, but there's always a wet splat sound every time they are killed"
Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat. Splat
That one chilling word echoed inside her mind. Over and over again like a haunting lullaby, with the screams of people over the background, the symphony between them for quite a terrifying sound
"We have tried carpet bombing, tactical missiles and even a small scale nuke, but nothing works on it" The officer shook her head "Luckily, this Grimm only stand still most of the time beside the beach"
"Then ignore it" He ordered "change our deployment plan. Cease all marine patrol on the West cost and send reinforcements on the North side instead"
"Yes sir"
"Our strategies also need to change. Update it from 'Search and Destroy' to 'Passive Aggressive'. The top one priority right now is to absolutely make sure the Grim does not leave Menagerie. We need to pin him down. Do you hear me?"
"Yes sir"
"Have you did what I told you yesterday?"
"Yes sir, all preparations have been complete"
"What did they say?"
"Jacques Schnee has easily accepted" She smiled "And doctor Polendina is on board with the offer, he is quite eager to show off his newest, ah, product"
"Originally she was going be designed as a friendly cyborg to showoff the power of independent A.I, but with the help of some Lieutenants and a little bit of friendly conversations, he had agreed to delete her 'Emotion Module' and equipped her with the best weaponry our country has to offer"
"He really seems to be eager" The Specialist smiled "What was it's name again?"
"P.E.N.N.Y T-800, the newest Atlesian Terminator Model" She said "Some heavy modification has been added to her mainframe, now that her primary module has been removed"
The officer began listing off on her fingers
"Enhanced combat AI System, able to observe and adapt to every opponent she faced. After each battle, the database's experience will get stronger and more experienced by merging the observed data with her own system, picking out the flaws and adapting the best aspect of each combat style to her own
"Quantum Computing Secondary System. With our latest research, P.E.N.N.Y was able to do calculation at 5 Teraflops of Logical Operation per second, surpassing most, if not all, modern supercomputers human possess. As a result, she can analyze an object at sub-atomic level and achieve an inhumane level of accuracy with firearms and other tools alike
"In addition, he had also made some minor tweaks to her body"
"Like what?"
"Liquid Titanium skeleton frame that can harden at will to increase her sturdiness, at the same time balancing it out with agility by liquifying the substance inside, allowing for a supernatural degree of flexibility in a short amount of time"
"Nano-machines that regenerates her muscle tissue at an extremely accelerated pace and the ability to manipulate to those microscopic components, enabling her to shift the muscle in her body and utilize them for a variety of purposes"
"A different operating software has been installed, this one utilized efficiency over needless emotional complications. This way, P.E.N.N.Y can remain focused on the mission without being distracted by...undesirable factors"
"This upgrade had been proven effective, as of the 821 confirmed kills she'd shown no mental degradation that might hinder her future field performance"
The officer shifted her foot
She was still uncomfortable with the idea of ripping a girl's emotion from her and replace it
She would have felt actual regret too, if it wasn't for the fact that emotions never belonged to that thing in the first place. Plus, they are desperate about this threat known as Grim
When stuck in despair, humanity will be at it's worst. All action will be excused, even if it means million of lives may be lost in the process
"Very good" Through his mask, Reaper smiled
It was a sad smile
"If this operation fail...and the Grim live...Humanity is doomed"
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Author's Note:
YOU EXPECTED A NICELY FLESHED OUT CHAPTER WITH CHARACTERIZATION AND A PROPER PLOT!
BUT IT WAS ME, DIO!
*sigh*
I'm just
Sorry, foreshadowing everything is so hard. It's up to a point when I realized I can only give hints about certain events that may happen in the future, but not all of them
You won't get mad at me for using that cheap Deus Ex Machina, right?
Anyway, I have had this question a long time ago
Should I include Salem as a target of romance for (Y/n)?
Yeah, I know! It's incest! I've already cleared it up in previous chapters (and this one) that such an act is not strictly prohibited for the Faunus and the Grimm
It's still possible to make the Queen of Pride fall for her son, but only if you want it
And, uhm, I did a little extra omake (more like a teaser, depending on the circumstances) for you guys down there. It doesn't concern the plot of the current story and is quite light-hearted in nature
So, enjoy this fluff if you don't have anything more to read
"Come, my son. Do not let the word of that puny author charm you. I am your first woman, and I will be your only one"
The candles placed in the dark room flickered, revealing Salem in her naked glory, a glass of wine held in her hand as she sensually took a small sip from it, dyeing her lips in an attractive cherry color from the liquid
She swirled the glass around, looking sideway to the window, where the blood red moon of the Grimm world could be seen
And I am...apparently tied to the bed. Thick black chains coiling around my wrists and ankle, allowing for some freedom of movement, but not that much
Oh god
....What are these black chains made of? They're heavy, and seems to suck my energy away the longer I struggle
"I've been watching as you slowly make your harem on the other side of the world" She took another sip of wine, placing the glass beside the window and strutted toward me, her hips swaying from side to side
"There's something in watching as you dominate woman after woman with your sheer skill in initiating a conversation. Very impressive, I might say" She smiled
That smile soon turned into a frown
"And frankly, I've had enough"
"!"
In one swift movement, she pulled the chain on my wrist
With a yelp, I was forced to sat up on the bed in order not to have my arms ripped from their sockets
A pale, slender finger placed underneath my chin and lifted it up, forcing me to look straight at her crimson eyes. All at once, I could see the emotions hidden inside those crimson orbs
Hatred. Lust. Jealousy. Anger
"Doesn't it turn you on? Having sex with your beautiful mother, riding her like a whore you find on the street as you pumped your delicious seed inside her?" Her voice seeped with venom "Isn't your mother enough for you?"
"No one deserves you but me" A hand reached out to caress (Y/n)'s pale face "Anybody who does, I'll simply kill them"
She pulled me close, pushing her breast against my face as the rest of her body enveloped around me. At the same time, all the black chains wrapping around my limbs shattered and fell to the ground
"But there's a way I can prevent you from seeking out other girls. I will claim you" She whispered "Right here, right now"
"I will make you mine. I will make myself yours. I'll make you a slave to my body, forever lost in this ecstasy no mortal could dream of"
Maybe it's just me, but I'm starting to think she's a Yandere Succubus with how alluring her words sounded at that moment
"Now...give in to temptation and indulge yourself in this otherworldly pleasure that no one, not even that slime nor your pathetic silver-eyed slave, can give you. You, my little (Y/n), belong to me and me only"
Just...what the fuck
I was only sleeping in Menagerie moments ago. Why am I having sex with the Grimm Queen now? And she called me her son after declaring she's going to make me hers?
Just how unlucky am I?
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