First came the black armored vest with pouches containing laser rifle cells, grenades, and other things.
Once that was done I started equipping black combat armor parts onto my body.
The finishing touch was my battle brothers combat katana sheathed In a custom order black scabbard, a laser rifle, and my sidearm strapped to my right hip.
One could easily mistake me for d*ath s*roke.
Now all I had to do was wait for the princess to finish gearing up herself and just like with any other woman, It would take an ungodly amount of time.
That's what I thought only to see Hope emerge from her room fully equipped for combat.
She wore a sleek, black combat shirt with rolled up sleeves just like mine that hugged her form beneath an armored vest, exuding a sense of readiness and stealth.
Her attire was completed with a black mini high school skirt, black thigh-high stockings, and black knee-length high-heeled paramilitary boots that added a touch of lethal grace to her stride.
Adorning her figure were holstered laser pistols strapped securely to each thigh, alongside a laser-edged curved katana and wakizashi tucked into their scabbards at her belt.
A formidable 50-caliber sniper rifle gracefully rested on her shoulder.
To conceal her identity, she wore a striking black demon's facial mask, adding an air of enigmatic intimidation to her presence as she stepped out prepared for the challenge ahead.
"What?"
Hope barked after seeing me scan her body repeatedly with my lust-filled eyes.
"I didn't take you for a cosplayer'
I said as I averted my eyes any longer and I would ravage her on the spot because truthfully she was just too damn s*xy In that get-up of hers and I dug cosplay.
"Hmph! Says the wana be n*zi!"
Hope barked back.
"Hey It's not my fault I and those f*cks both like black"
I retorted back.
"Yeah, yeah keep saying that"
Hope said while rolling her eyes.
"You know what forget It, just store the food and open a f*cking portal already so that we can get filthy r*ch and buy ourselves a proper mansion already"
I said while pointing with my thumb at the pile of canned food.
"What you got a problem with my apartment?"
Hope asked while looking at me with furrowed brows as she stored the cans In one go.
"No comment"
It's a f*cking dump.
I wisely chose not to say my thoughts out loud after all there was no worse hell than a scorned woman.
As for the reason why I called It a dump, well who wouldn't want to live In his own mansion given the chance?
I thought as I grabbed my black attack military backpack while Hope swiped her hand causing a rift In space and time to appear, as It did we both stepped through It.
As we did the familiar toxin and radiation-filled air assaulted our lungs, I quickly scanned the room, and after seeing that everything looked the same I opened our room's doors and stepped outside.
We both beelined down to the first floor after closing and locking the doors, the moment I stepped on the floor the patron's and women's eyes locked onto my figure.
"Hey there handsome, how about It do you want to have a go?"
Lin asked with that sultry voice of hers as she sandwiched my hand between her breasts only to see Hope pointing her laser pistol's muzzle straight at her forehead.
"Fuck off b*tch!"
Hope hissed with a murderous voice causing Lin to take a step back as she raised her hands Into the air.
"Fine, fine I got It no touching youre man now please put that thing away already"
Lin said as she did Hope reinserted her laser pistol back Into her holster.
"Hmph! That goes for all of you b*tches, don't even think about touching my man"
Hope barked at the gawking women who quickly reverted their gazes and focused their attention back onto the brothel's patrons.
F*ck! I think I f*cked up big time...
I couldn't help but curse Inside my mind at Hopes's jealousy no It was more correct to say possessiveness, f*ck she might as well be on my level.
"Heh a feisty one Huh?"
The pimp resting her synthetic chin under her fist commented from the side.
"Oh shut It hag"
I cursed to the displeasure of the pimp who scoffed at my words.
"Says a cosmic marine fossil"
The woman hissed while looking at me with those synthetic Ice-blue glowing eyes of hers, hearing this I wasn't surprised at all after all she was pre or war, so it was no surprise that she figured out or already knew from the start who I was.
In fact, I'm betting the only reason she provoked me the first time we met was to test if her assumptions were correct.
I thought as I looked at the woman with my furrowed white eyebrows.
"If you keep staring at me like this you'll make me blush first cosmic marines Legio Hellas death chains commander Sergeant Major Dracula Von Death"
As these words left the women's mouth I Instantly pulled out my pistol and pressed It against her forehead while clutching her neck with my other hand.
"How do you know to which unit I belong and my rank?"
I asked in a low dangerous voice while looking straight into her eyes if looks could kill the woman would already be dead.
"I was HDDs military intelligence R&D department's head researcher my government had tasked my department with creating our own cosmic marines so how could I not know everything there Is to know about the Infamous REAPER the cosmic marine progenitor codenamed zero?"
The woman said not the least bit intimidated by my actions.
"So were you successful at least developing a prototype?"
I asked curiously as I Inserted my pistol back Into Its holster.
"No we didn't even come close, so enlighten me just what the f*ck did the UNOE use to make you, and don't lie I know for sure that youre DNR has been hybridized with something else, I studied a half-dead and half-alive cosmic marine that my government somehow managed to get their hands on."
The woman asked causing Hope who was curiously listening to our conversation on the side to perk up her ears.
"Truthfully I have no f*cking clue but I sure as hell know that they used some kind of mumbo jumbo that borderline on supernatural to make us, after all they brought me back to life after my brain and body had been dead for more than four minutes"
I answered while shrugging my shoulders.
"Supernatural huh..."
The woman muttered as the memories of the limbless with his guts spilling out cosmic marine on an operating table still somehow breathing after the start of the war appeared In her mind.
At first, she still thought that It was science but the more she studied the supersoldier the more horrified she became.
In her opinion, It was simply scientifically Impossible to create something that could still live after suffering such Injuries.
So the conclusion she came to was that the UNOE either fused their DNR with a xeno or they used black magic to turn their soldiers Into undead.
But what bothered her most was that those two didn't leave the room for almost two weeks, and all the bugs and hidden cameras she had installed got hacked.
It was suspicious as hell but In the end, she didn't dare to check the room, after all despite how she acted she was terrified of Dracula.
At first, she didn't recognize his true Identity after confirming that he was a cosmic marine, but after searching through her memory.