You felt a presence merging with you. A familiar one, albeit one that was faint and a sliver of it's former self. It was still one that you knew instantly, and the butterflies flying past you just cement that truth even further.
Funeral of the Dead Butterflies, a HE-Class Abnormality, has lent it's aide to you. Why, you don't know, and you also don't care as well. You just wanted to kill the two in front of you. And if he agreed, then all the more As the butterflies began to gather, they began to surround you, forming a small tornado around you. seemingly protecting you from the blasts of energy from Mister. Hmm, seems like, if you are to place Damage types from your old life to here, it is most likely that this Mister may be using White Damage, hence why it's not breaking through the wall of butterflies.
However, that was not much cause of concern, as you felt yourself
grew. You were slowly growing taller and taller, until you reach around at least what you assumed was the average height for teenagers.
(In actuality, you have grown around the same height Tiphereth A would grow during when Angela made the Library. You are however, still short for a teenager.)
Your clothing has also changed as well, resembling what the Abnormality your using. Gone was the clothing that reminded you of those depiction of children of nobility. Instead, you wore the suit of the Abnormality you were synchronizing with. A black suit with a white shirt underneath complete with a white smock around your neck. On top of the suit was a coat that was also of black coloring as well, with a insignia of a butterfly engraved on the right of your chest.
In your hands were two pistols, though there were probably not exactly pistols given their size. They were more akin to giant slabs of steel, a crude cannon made for creating holes in your enemies. but it's best description for them.
One was black and the other was white, both had the markings of butterflies on them. Already the knowledge on how to use them filled you and the moment the butterflies disperse, the sound of a single shot was the only sound that occurred, and the falling of a body.
The serial killer was dead.
All that was left, was the Mister.
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Already, you were firing upon him, your bullets formed from the concept that was The Funeral of Dead Butterflies, as the Raving mad man began complaining and accusing you of such hypocritical things.
There was also troublesome abilities that the Mister, or Gilles De Rais as he called himself, was displaying right now. Besides the energy blasts that were like the dark magic of the Azure Hermit, who you watched a recording of when you heard about a fourth Magical girl abnormality, he also began summoning things that he called Horrors, these ones reminding you of the Indigo Ordeals, mainly because it felt eldritch, really like how when you caught glimpses of the Indigo Midnight Ordeal. The thing was something beyond human.
Still, they fell all the same to the bullets and you were getting closer and closer to actually hitting. You allowed yourself a small smile as you finally hit his shoulder, and then it grew when you hit his left arm, the appendage flying in the air. Finally, you allowed yourself a full one slasher smile as you hit him in the stomach, sending him flying. His book dropped onto the ground with a loud clattering as you approached his collapsed form.
"You-Youuuuuuuuuuu!!!!!! How dare you!!!!!!!!!! God must have sent you here!!!! It must be so!!! Who other than that bastard to torment me even further! Was taking my beloved saint not enough!?!?!?!? Answer me, damn you!!!!!" He roared, his fish eyes filled to the brim of rage as he continued his rambling, but when he talked about God, you stopped.
An image flashed into your mind. White and red with the arrogance of one who calls himself God. Anger and annoyance filled you as you finally spoke.
"I met a being who called himself that ........ he was a constant inconvenience." Was all you said as he just stared at you in confusion before falling unconscious from all the bleeding.
As you stared at the scum in front of you, you felt two choices in front of you, and you soon chose.......
[ ] Contain
[ ] Execute
Once you were done, you headed to the Children, picking up the book Gilles had along the way. You were hoping beyond any hope that some of the children would be alive enough to be saved and able to see tomorrow, if not....
You shook your head at the thought, you will get to it when you can. So, began your work of saving the children, at least those who can still be saved, as for the ones that can't..you had Funeral of the Dead Butterflies help you make their passing easier. Each one turning into a butterfly of pure white and black that flew into the air.
You sighed as you watched the swarm of butterflies fly high. The feelings of both you and the Abnormality were fully in sync with each other for this single act to do. You made their passing peaceful as much as you can, turning them from pain into butterflies so that they can return to their families.
So why?
Why did it not make the pain you feel lessen?
Why did the sorrow only increase?
Why?
Just why? You continued to think of it, even as the synchronization with the Abnormality ended, returning back to your previous form, though you can still feel the connection between Funeral and you.
You sighed, tears already leaking out as you tried not to cry. You didn't have the time for that as you looked for a way to call the Police and luckily the serial killer had a phone on him and so you called the police, hoping they can be here in case anything else might happen. Once you were done with the call, you felt so tired, like you were going to fall into a deep sleep, must have been from the synchronization with Funeral of the Dead Butterflies.
What do you do with this current problem?
[ ] Sleep, you need it
[ ] Wait until the police come to find other places to sleep. You need to be awake to help the other children.
OBTAINED: PRELATI'S SPELLBOOK
[CONNECTION ESTABLISHED. WELCOME BACK MANAGER]
AN: Welp, here it is. I hope I did the battle justice, as for the other stuff. I will leave to you all to puzzle it out and see what answers you can give to me on what's the meaning they have. Till then, have fun~~~
