"A one, a two, a one two three go!!!"
Three rock stars were standing on a pile of dead human bodies in the middle of a forest filled with endless trees and boulders, playing loud guitars, wearing leather and black boots and big chains around. Their necks. They had long sharp tongues and snake-like eyes and reptile-like skin. All three of them had red, blue, and orange mohawks.
"GO! GO! GO! GO! GOOOO!" They sang, and the sonic boom from their guitars had ripped the flesh off of the survivors who had been running away from them.
"Someone help us!"
"We can't get past them! It's the only way to the Vintage!"
"We gotta set up a distraction with our abilities!"
"But our abilities don't work against those guitars! They literally shred those in a certain range from them!"
"Dammit.."
The three reptilian rockstars laughed:
"HAHA!"
"This is fun!"
"We're TOTALLY like humans now!"
"Yeah, you bet!"
"Do our songs rock?!"
"Of course they do!"
"We're the best!"
"Maybe one of the Seven Monarchs would be proud of us! Hopefully all of them!"
"We gotta kill and influence more and more for them to think we're the best rockstars."
They played their guitars more, and the ones who were at least 60 feet from the sonic waves coming from them were melting like acid as their flesh singed off of them.
At that moment, Fenrir was approaching calmly on his bike with his cartons of milk in the back. He was wiping the sweat from his forehead, and said, "Phew! That was a nasty climb! Best friend Yuma would've easily just teleported up here."
He heard screams, and he sniffed once, and he said, "Blood.."
He looked to the right, and saw some awakened humans hiding.
Fenrir tilted his head to the side, and asked, "Hm? What's going on? I smell bodies."
The awakened humans pointed up the hill, and said, "Those three monster bastards…their guitars melt anyone who gets even close to them. In a close range fight, we could easily win with our awakened abilities, but they must know that also. They know too that they can beat us at long range. We just need to get through to the Vintage!"
Fenrir smiled, "Ohhh! I'm going to the Vintage too! Leave it to me!"
Fenrir got off of his bike, and he started walking towards the reptilian rockstars.
Fenrir thought, 'Barely C rank enemies..The ranks for otherworldly enemies are simple: S rank, A rank, B rank, C rank, D rank, and E rank. Each rank is determined by power, which those with a certain amount of mana can perceive. It's a different feeling for each rank of enemies, like the aura and mana of the enemies tugs on our spirits. That's how we determine ranks. And these guys..are a joke.'
The reptile rockstars saw Fenrir, and they said to each other:
"Hehhh? Who the fuck is this brat?"
"He wants to ruin our performance!"
"We can't let him!"
"This is for the greater good of the Monarchs!"
"Yeah! We'll make them the best song!"
Fenrir had a straight face now, saying, "I'm gonna kill all three of you ugly ass rat bear reptiles."
"R-RAT BEAR?!"
The other reptile exclaimed, "No way he called us that, dude! Let's give him a taste of our human rockstar music sound!"
They played their guitars loud, and Fenrir just kept walking past them with a straight face. He said, "This music sucks by the way."
The rockstar reptiles said:
"WHAAAT?! TRIPPY, DUDE! That's what the human rockstars say, right?"
"HE'S NOT DYING TO OUR HARDCORE HUMAN ROCKSTAR SHIT!"
"WE HAVE TO GET CLOSE THEN!"
"WHAT IF HE WANTS THAT?!"
"IT'S THREE OF US! AND ONE OF HIM!"
The three rockstar reptiles rushed Fenrir, and as soon as they got close, Fenrir stopped, and whined sarcastically, "Please! Don't kill me! I promise I'm not that strong!"
The rockstar reptiles replied, "W-What?? He's surrendering?! Now? Out of all times?? Dude-!"
Another one exclaimed, "Doesn't matter! Kill him before he does some overpowered move on us to trick us!"
"Right! Right, dude-!"
Unexpectedly but expected, glowing blue chains with blue flames on them came from underground and grabbed the rockstar reptiles by the legs, and the chains yanked them down underground. As they screamed louder and louder, a massive black wolf with glowing blue eyes with blue flames in them charged up at them from under, snarling ferociously, and the wolf chomped them in one gulp, hearing their crushing bodies crack between the sharp mythical teeth.
Fenrir said with a smile, "Thanks, Sebastian!"
The wolf Sebastian groaned, saying, "You could've beaten them without me with a flick of a finger."
Fenrir said happily, "But I wanted to give you the spotlight too! Like Yuma does for me sometimes whenever we deliver together or when we're with Seraph, he'll do it for Seraph!"
"Something's not right about that kid. Yeah he's strong but…I feel something dark in him."
"Shushhhh. You're always saying that. Yuma is okay! Let's go!"
The awakened humans thanked Fenrir, saying, "I've always heard that the Milkman agency helped people in need, I didn't believe it, but now I've seen it with my own eyes. You kids are beyond powerful."
Fenrir blushed in embarrassment, "Oh yeah! We're pretty tough! We have to be for the sake of the world!"
"Yeah, but those Seven Monarchs that scattered around the world…somewhere doing something big that puts this world in even more of a ruckus, I heard their powers are almost as equal as at least 4 Milkmen. All the factions and guilds are talking about it. All the awakened people are trying to spread the word to each and every faction and guild to help each out her locate and defeat the Seven Monarchs in order to end this chaotic shit."
"Yeahhhh we heard they were pretty strong! But no one is stronger than my best friend Yuma!"
"Yuma?"
"Mhm! He's the strongest Milkman!"
"Ohoho? The strongest? Well, he might have a good chance against them!"
Minutes later, everyone was arriving in the Vintage, it was a quiet town with a few 40 foot brick buildings and offices, with very few people.
Fenrir cycled through, looking around, "Whoa…I've never been here before.."
He was looking for the orphanage, passing by many buildings to locate it. He would be able to spot it once he found a building that said "Mare's Hotel" on it.
"Ah! Found it!"
Fenrir stopped by the building, and he got off of his bike, humming to himself. He grabbed the cartons of milk off of his bike, and he walked towards the doors. But the doors opened on their own, and an old woman with gray hair and blue eyes in a pink dress came walking out, saying, "I'm so glad you made it, youngster. I'm Elma, watcher of the children."
Fenrir replied, "Hi! I'm glad to be here! I'm Fenrir!"
"Let me take you to the children."
Fenrir followed Elma into the building, and they walked up the stairs. Step after step, they ascended to the second floor; Fenrir hears pouting, and asked, "Are those the children?"
"Yes. They've been having nightmares a lot."
"When did it start?"
"A few days ago. I thought it was normal since we were in the Yellow Zone. Merchants that passed by here, I've tried to get their help, but they couldn't do anything. These kids are precious, all of their parents are either missing or dead. The last thing they need is a bad sleep. The dream world is the only place they can escape to from this horrible apocalypse."
"Don't worry, we're here to help!"
"Do you need me to pay with the miracle flowers now or after?"
"After!"
"But aren't you afraid of scammers?"
"Trust me, a Milkman isn't worried about scammers. Some people aren't that dumb to try and screw us over!"
They walked through a door, and there were eight children sitting together, and they were surrounding a dead burnt deer, grabbing handfuls of its inside meat, and eating it.
They said:
"It's good."
"Keep eating."
"It's delicious."
"Please…save us.."
Fenrir stopped, and his smile turned straight faced.
He kneeled down, and said, "You kids…"
One of them turned them to Fenrir, saying, "Do you want some?" The kid offered him dead deer meat.
Fenrir didn't respond or move.
Then Elma said, "The same way the Monarch's and enemies devour the world that they themselves burned, is the same way the Milkmen killed someone close to me. You bastard brat youngsters aren't heroes, you use your power to your advantage, thinking you're gods among men. You kids are no different than those monsters."
Elma pulled out a gun, and she aimed it at Fenrir's head, and she pulled the trigger.
THOOM!
THOOM!
THOOM!
She pulled the trigger three times, and the bullets hit Fenrir in the head, with blood spilling on the floor.
Fenrir wasn't affected, he just stood up, and turned around to Elma. Elma backed away, saying, "How…you guys aren't immortal! Murderers!"
Fenrir replied, "…As I mentioned before, some people aren't that dumb to try and screw us over. But you, on the other hand, are diabolically stupid. You placed a milk order so a Milkman could be called here, so you could kill him, distracting him with the shock of children eating meat out of a burnt dead deer…it's absolutely unbelievable."
"As of right now..you're just proving my point! Getting all mad with that innocent but dangerous face! What are you going to do? Kill me? Yeah go ahead! Prove me right! You're supposed to help people, no matter what! Go ahead! Do what you wanna do! Don't you wanna end me right now!"
Fenrir looked at the suffering children, then looked at Elma, and said, "Yes."
Fenrir shrunk to the size of an ant, and he punched Elma in the throat. A large hole blasted out of her throat, and blood splashed everywhere, and she was blasted through the wall and started flipping to the outside.
Elma had vines growing on her neck, sealing her wounds, thinking, 'My skill of vines…they almost got ripped apart. They're attached tk my soul, so it'll take a few strikes to actually sever them-.'
Large glowing blue flaming chains wrapped around Elma's neck, and ant-sized Fenrir was at the end of them holding the ends, he spun the chains around, and slammed Elma through four buildings. Elma crashed through wall after wall, her bones and body breaking non-stop alongside a series of cracks coming from her body.
Elma screamed, "AGHHHHHHH! M-MURDERERS!"
Elma slid on the ground, as her vines were sealing her wounds.
Fenrir was floating through the air, getting carried by the wind because of his small size, and he thought, 'Those vines of hers are pretty high level..they're only sealing her wounds, but not healing them. I'm pretty sure she has a limit on how much vines she can dish out. That means we have to obliterate her in one go. Which is easy, it's just those vines that caught me off guard. Let's get this over with. Yuma would've beaten her in less than a second, but I'm not there yet, I'll catch up to my rival and best friend in no time!'
Fenrir was about to hit the ground, but another Milkman showed up, and caught Fenrir.
Fenrir gasped, "Bam?!"
Milkman Bam was a muscular Milkman, with a backwards Milkman hat on. He had red hair, dark brown eyes, and a scar on his cheek. He grinned, "HAHA! How is the mighty Fenrir faring???"
"That woman! She's super evil!"
"Haha! Nonsense! She's just an old woman-"
Elma was dashing towards them, with her vines coming out of her body.
Bam responded, "SHE'S VILLAINOUS!"
Fenrir smiled, "But I can beat her! Two of us fighting her is overkill!"
"No, let me help! For I am a valiant warrior of the Milkman forces! And plus I was here for a delivery as well."
"Haha!"
Elma screeched, "You Milkman are laughing?! Laughing about killing someone?!"
Fenrir got back into his normal size, and said to Elma with his smile fading, "You blame us for killing your loved one, we don't kill people who don't come at us with hostile intent."
Bam added, "We warriors of the Milkman agency go by a pact! Three rules we must follow: to never kill anyone that is not awakened no matter what, never lead outsiders to the and to only kill those who try to hurt us first!"
"My husband..he may have been a bandit but he wanted to support me during this apocalypse! Times are rough!"
Fenrir said seriously, "So you took children in as a means to have a cover up to make you look like you really wanted to help children. But you are making them eat from dead animals. Who…is the true monster?"
Elma gasped, "..No way I am..I can't be!"
Bam grinned, "I'll press on!"
Bam got down on all fours, and a large glow of red outlined his body, and he darted forward, he had steam coming from his nose, and he had bull horns on his head. His eyes were pure white, and the ground split in half behind him as he charged towards Elma, the entire area shook.
Elma sent spiked vines from her hands, and Bam dodged them effortlessly, and then Bam's horns rammed into Elma's stomach, making her vomit blood.
Bam exclaimed, "You are the monster, weak warrior! For we are the helpers!"
Elma's stomach was blown open and exposing her insides, Bam spun around like a drill, making Elma spin as well, slinging her in the air.
Elma was flying in the air, screaming, "AGH! YOU ARE MONSTERS! I'LL KILL EVERY SINGLE MILKMAN AND THOSE ANNOYING CHILDREN AFTER-!"
The flaming large blue chain wrapped around Elma's neck from above, and Fenrir was holding it as he was in the air, and he yanked the chain, ripping Elma's head off, severing the connection of her and her vines.
Her body hit the ground, and Fenrir landed on his feet, and celebrated, "We did it!"
Bam rushed in, "Yes! Us warriors have valiantly slain the foe!"
"Yeah but..what about those kids?"
"Leave it to me, I'll take them to my last delivery, it's an inn where they are treating wounded non awakened survivors! I shall take them there!"
"Oh okay! I'll be heading back then!"
"Yes! And let Yuma know I shall have my battle with him!"
"Okay I'll tell him!"
"Oh and tell Mother, I've got some information on one of the Seven Monarchs."
"Ohhhh? We can't wait to hear about it when you come back!"
"Right!"
…
(Milkman agency)
(Yuma's room)
Yuma was sitting at his desk, writing in a journal, writing:
"Dear mom and dad, wherever you two are, I hope you guys are doing okay! I'm doing fine I think, starting today, the monsters and enemies I've been slaughtering have been mentioning that I have Seven hearts, whatever that really means. And the Seven Monarchs are still out and about and stuff! I've been getting stronger everyday, it's strange but it's no big deal! I can handle it! Also, Mother has been a good influence on me. Yes, I did curse but it was an accident! But she's been taking care of me, giving me wisdom and knowledge and stuff, it's like she's spoiling me. And she says I'm her favorite and all that. I have a good feeling about her! Also, by the time you see this journal, I'll probably already be-."
THUNK! THUNK! THUNK!
Yuma's door was being knocked on, and he turned around to it, smiling, "Come in!"
The door opened, and it was Fenrir and Serpah.
Fenrir waved, "Best friend Yuma!"
Seraph said softly, "Husband!"
"Seraph!"
Yuma stood up, closing his notebook.
Seraph had a tray of cakes, and she asked with a smile, "Do you want some, dear husband?"
Yuma grabbed a handful, and ate them, burping right after, saying, "Thanks!"
"Anything for my husband, me and Remy can make more if you want!"
"Remy?? She's awake?? Wasn't she in a coma?"
"Ohhh you didn't know? She woke up while you were out! But she's busy in the kitchen with the head cook, Milkman Jadekenshi, getting back on her feet."
"Oh I have to see her!"
Seraph grabbed Yuma by the collar of his T-shirt, saying, "You better not be in love with her. I'll poison your food next time."
Yuma laughed nervously, "Haha, haha..haha.."
"I gotta head back and make more stuff! Bye bye, husband! And Fenrir, HELP ME WITH THE DISHES, NERD!"
Fenrir smiled, "Haha, hell no."
Seraph kissed Yuma on the cheek and ran out blushing, and Yuma stood there blushing, holding his cheek, saying, "WHAWHAWHATT!"
Fenrir said to Yuma excitedly, "I gotta tell you everything that happened on my mission!"
Yuma replied with the same energy, "Me too, my day was crazy!"
But before they could explain, Mother walked into the room smoking a cigarette, saying, "Yuma, Fenrir…"