Monster.
When I think back to that day, that is the only thing that comes to mind. That thing was a monster.
Standing tall so very tall that it reached the very heavens. Scales blacker than might in the moonlit sky. Wings spanning out majestic in nature and horrific in reality. Blood red eyes that lit up with an indescribable emotion glared down at them.
The battle, no, the massacre that had taken place had crushed all our confidence, whether it was in our gods or ourselves. All of that was meaningless in front of him.
When we had attacked the Behemoth and the Leviathan, I and Zard had been taken out of
commission while committing the act of killing the respective beasts... We were ill but had confidence.
Confidence in our familias and their abilities... We had defeated the first 2 and now 1
beast remained , we would leave the rest up to them, after all... We were the strongest.
But the so-called strongest was nothing against that thing.
"Ahhhhh!"
"P-pl-please! Spare me!"
"Gaahhh!"
When the dragon stomped, the crowned would quack. When the dragon roared, the sky seemed to cry in reverie. The supposed greatest captains in adventure history could nothing but cry like
children and run away while they watched their familia members get ripped to shreds.
"Wh-why did this happen..?"
"Why... Are we doing this...?"
"Spare me! I beg you!
"Run! Run till you're unable to run anymore! Please! Survive!"
But most of all... That noise, it was grating. Hearing it made me want to vomit but most of all, it felt so damn sad. That above all else is what I hated most about the noise.
After the failure of a battle, we, who were left, who were unfortunate enough to survive that
massacre. That sorry excuse of a battle. We went back to Orario, or at least, we tried.
When we went back, we were exiled. The Loki and Freya familia, the brats that we allowed to survive whenever they challenged us in hopes that they would become strong individuals. They attacked us, defeated us, and chased us out, claiming the title as strongest familia in the process.
"Rejoice. For this is a necessary process that needs to take place for the sake of Orario."
"Sorry but, this is for the balance of power..."
"For the sake of Orario... For the sake of the
people...for..."
"Forgive me. But, my goddess word is absolute, and she says she wants you gone."
"Truly, you havemy apologies...even if they will not amount to much..."
"Bet ya' never thought that this would happen did ya? Sorry, but we will be taking your crown. For the sake of balance and whatnot."
Balance? Balance? They had the balls to say it was for the betterment of Orario....but more than anything else. I hated it... That disgusting noise they made. I hated...
If they were doing it for the sake of balance, then they would have let us in. Recuperate. Get back on our feet...get stronger. That would have been the best for Orario. The knowledge we had, would have been the best for Orario, the strength we could have possessed if given chance to.
In honestly, whenever I think back to that day, I don't know what to feel. Should I feel anger, rage, loathe them for what they did? Or should I feel disappointed, pity at the fact that they had to wait for us to be at our weakest to be able to actualize this plan?
I don't know whether or not I should laugh, or cry. This situation, no matter how you look at it, is just horribly annoying...
That's when he approached us. Erebus, God of primordial night, at first I was on guard, suspicious, scared. I didn't know what he would do or what he wants... That's why he when told us what he's doing, I got even more suspicious.
Why would the personification of darkness want to help people? Why would darkness aid light? Why would chaos encourage balance? That doesn't make any sense. His reason, however...
"Why? Simply put, they are too weak. If they are to put on a show, they need the strength to survive. If chaos is to ensue, they require a bare minimum of strength to make it interesting, and currently, if chaos were to ensue... They'd crumble under the weight of their decision before the real fight can begin... That is why I am doing this. So? Is that a good enough answer for you? Hmm, Alfia?"
That's when it made sense, at least, on the surface level. He made his thoughts slightly obvious.
That is why Zard and I agreed to this plan, we were dying, so out was better going out fighting than leaving this Earth without accomplishing anything... to guarantee the future of Orario... the future...for her child...
And then we got a call from that pervert, a sorry excuse for a deity. He said something about knowing our plan and wanting to discuss it with us. Apparently, the information he has is so valuable that Erebus himself said it would do good for us to go.
And that is how we are here, approaching a high establishment cafe, to meet that noisy bastard.
As we walked past, men and women alike were looking at us. The men, directed their gaze at me, looking at me with such clear perversion it was disgusting. The women, looked at Erebus and Zard with lust evident in their eyes. But what pisses me off the most--
"Ugh. This damn noise." I rubbed my ears to try and soothe them.
"Now, now Alfia. That is quite the mean thing to say." The edgy bastard said.
"Fine then. These people need to learn to shut the hell up, or else I'll do it for them. There, is that better?"
"I think it's your attitude that's the problem." The tall walking armor said.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Did I ask you to pollute my ears with your noise?"
"See, it's that attitude that will drive all the suitors." He said with a voice filled with amusement.
"Like I care for those wastes of space." I scoffed at the notion.
"Hahaha! Truly, there is never a dull moment with you two." Erebus interjected with mirth.
"While it's amusing watching your banter, we need to get inside now." He said, gesturing inside
the cafe. I'm guessing he talked to the lady in the front, with how love-sick she looked.
Honestly. These people act pathetic.
Walking into the cafe, I see that it is not overly full. Thank God. We continued until we were on a balcony. Looks like he booked a private sitting. Looking on I saw that old pervert sitting by a table with a shit-eating grin on his face. He was pointing at something. Moving my head, I looked at what he was pointing at-
"!" My breath hitched.
In my sight, a boy as cute as a bunny sat. Snow white hair rested on his head paired with rubellite. He looked quite feminine with his pale skin and petite face. He was cutely reading a book. He looked like her so much, it was as if he were a mini male version of her. Something in my chest reacted. He looked up and his gaze met mine-My body moved.
"!" He seemed startled at the sudden contact. I was hugging him to avoid tears. He seemed to be timid under my embrace like he did not know what to do.
"What-whats your name?" I asked, trying to keep my voice from cracking.
"Uh...Bell Cranel. It's a pleasure to meet you... miss..." His voice came out softly. He awkwardly returned my hug, as if trying to soothe me. And it worked.
"... Alfia... Call me Alfia..." My voice came out in a whisper. He seemed shocked when I said that. Does he...?
"It's a pleasure to meet you... Aunty Alfia!" He exclaimed in excitement. That phrase, 'Aunt Alfia' damn it. This brat.
I buried my face into the crook of his neck. I'm crying, aren't I? It's just, he resembles her so much. It's just- he has her innocence. I'm glad, she was able to give birth to a healthy child. I'm happy. That her will is still alive, that she got her wish...
"Fine... You win... Lord Erebus. We will postpone that plan." I said in resignation. No, a happy sort of resignation. I'd like to see why they would go so far as to make us meet. I'm curious... I'm excited.
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I know some people think im exaggerating thier appearances but, this cast of cast is canonically filled with attractive people.
I should post pics sometime...