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Family Reunion
Isle of Man
~ 482 AD
"Gramps!" excitedly shouts Aoife as she envelops Ambrosius in what would be a crushing hug to anyone of a lower caliber. Unlike when she peacefully died of old age, Aoife's body is currently the same as when she was in her prime, a few years after she completely conquered Connacht. She stands at five feet eight inches, possesses a slim yet toned figure that belies her her true physical power, and blue hair of the same shade as her grandfather tied into a ponytail with two bangs framing her beautiful face and red eyes. For clothing she wears the same blue bodysuit as her grandfather, but covered in black armor plates of the same design as Scáthach, and the same earrings that all of Setanta's direct descendants wear once they complete their training.
"How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that?" questions Ambrosius with an exasperated sigh and a twitching eyebrow.
"Ahhh, don't be like that." whines Aoife as she looks up at the man who raised her. "Besides, you should be glad that I don't call you great-gramps." she adds with a grin that makes Ambrosius sigh before he turns to look at Scáthach.
"Please tell me that those three are the only ones that you brought back from the Nasuverse." he tells her with begging eyes that make her internally wince. Before she can answer however, a very familiar voice does for her.
"Nope! She brought me and a bunch of other people who we all know you miss dearly!" excitedly says the voice of Zelretch as he appears in front of Ambrosius in a flash of multicolored lights. Unlike Aoife who had to be returned in her prime, Zelretch has not changed at all. He is still the same handsome thirty year old man that he was when Ambrosius provided him with his rune suit with the same glint in his eyes that tends to make others nervous around him for fear of being his next victim.
"Zelretch!" happily greets Ambrosius as he detangles himself from Aoife to hug the man, shocking him and everyone present. While Ambrosius may not be a distant or cold person, he is still not a very affectionate man unless it comes to his children. Usually he greets those to him with a smile or a quick hug, for him to happily call out someone's name while giving them an enthusiastic hug is unheard of.
"Do me a favor and get rid of those three troublemakers that my wife has brought into our home. I do not care where you send them as long as they do not return." he whispers to his friend.
"Oi!" indignantly shout Setanta, Connla, and Aoife while everyone save for Lucifer and Venus chuckles in amusement.
"I'm not a troublemaker, those two are."complains Aoife as she points to her father and grandfather.
"Is this how you treat your father?" jokingly asks Connla as he looks at Aoife who is pointing at him.
Connla bears a striking resemblance to his father, so much so that it would be understandable if one were to mistake them for twins and makes Ambrosius wonder how Setanta did not notice the similarities between them in the cannon timeline. Then again, unlike cannon Connla this Connla's mother is Setanta's wife as opposed to Aife. Like his father, Connla is a rough-looking man around twenty years of age with the same fiery red hair as his mother and red eyes like his father. While sharing the same basic design as his father in clothing, his greatest difference is that he lacks the same full-body suits. He instead bears heavy armor that does not hinder his speed, a protective amulet in the shape of a wolf's head holding a crescent moon, and the iconic earrings worn by his father and daughter. All in all he looks like Proto-Lancer but with red hair.
"What father? You were dead by the time I was born." refutes Aoife.
"Ahhh, sorry about that." shamelessly answers Connla as he rubs the back of his head.
Before their banter can continue, Mordred walks into the room as Ambrosius stops hugging Zelretch and begins to talk to him, Morgan and Scáthach while the others make their way to Lucifer and Venus.
"Little sister, come meet our new siblings!" excitedly calls Aoife as she appears next to Morded in a burst of speed and drags her towards Lucifer and Venus, with the two only being somewhat confused by the current proceedings. With the knowledge of the family's makeup and history, they also know the fates of all of their older siblings. As such one can understand their confusion when three siblings that are supposed to be dead show up alive, healthy, and in their primes.
"This is Mordred, and Mordred these are Lucifer and Venus." introduces Aoife.
"Lucifer?" questions Mordred with a tilt of her head.
"Is something wrong with my name?" wonders Lucifer.
"No, it's just that someone else has that name and I don't think that he'll like sharing it." explains Mordred.
"Is he more powerful than you?" questions the newborn.
"What a ridiculous question. Of course not." replies Mordred with a scoff as if it were the stupidest statement that she's ever heard.
"Then I do not see the problem." answers a confused Lucifer.
"I believe that what she is trying to say is that the name may bring unnecessary troubles and misunderstandings." interjects Venus.
"I still do not see what the problem is. Should he wish to cause us trouble then any single one of us in the room could defeat him easily." he says, causing Aoife and Mordred to nod in agreement.
"That's the spirit!" exclaims Setanta as he slaps Lucifer's shoulder, earning himself a glare from the tribrid. "Uh, are you still mad about that exchange earlier?" questions Setanta.
"I do not care that you stabbed me in the heart, however your constant disrespect towards father is infuriating. Had he not ordered me to behave you would already be in the depths of Hell at the tender mercies of Trigon." says Lucifer as the temperature in the room begins to rise dramatically. Before it becomes high enough to cause the furniture to spontaneously combust, a cool hand touches Lucifer's shoulder.
"Enough."orders Venus as she takes it upon herself to return the room's temperature back to normal. "They are our older siblings and as such we will respect them. Besides, father does not mind. He only says that he does out of habit." she says, calming her brother down.
"Wow, you two need a spa or something. Do you hear how you talk?" says Aoife.
"They talk like the old man, unnecessarily formal." says Connla. "Then again, they're only a few hours old. I give it a few months before they loosen up."
"I'll take that bet, and I say that it takes a couple of years. Loser owes the winner drinks for three decades." says Setanta.
"No betting on your siblings." objects Ambrosius before Connla can accept, drawing the group's attention to the approaching adults.
"Joykill." simply responds Connla.
"Good. Your definition of fun is liable to get you killed, again." answers Ambrosius as he pointedly stares at Setanta, Connla, and Aoife, causing them to wince at the accusation. While they may not have died because they did something dangerous just for fun, they have all come very close to dying because they wanted to do something dangerous just for fun. "Now, I need you to get Lucifer and Venus settled before rounding up the warriors. Once you finish that, take them to the arena to train their powers. None of you are allowed to leave the arena until they have absolute control over themselves, I don't want them accidentally destroying the island, or worse, the continent. Mordred, you're in charge. Keep your siblings out of trouble." he orders.
"Oi, we're all grown, old man." argues Setanta with a twitching eyebrow.
"Really?" skeptically questions Scáthach. "Out of the three of you only Aoife has lived beyond the age of twenty five and grew to be a mature adult before dying. You and Connla have both died before then." she says, earning a chuckle from them all before they follow Mordred out of the room.
"So, Scáthach, why are they here?" questions Ambrosius.
"You need a Royal Guard." she replies nonchalantly.
"I don't need a Royal Guard." argues Ambrosius with a sigh, this is not the first time that he's had this argument with one of wives. The trio are adamant about him getting one even if he's more powerful than everyone else.
"Every King needs a Royal Guard." refutes Morgan.
"Yes, because they can get overwhelmed by opponents less powerful than them with numbers. Numbers mean nothing to me." he replies, causing the two to shiver at a particular memory of a training exercise. It was supposed to be a special exercise about control and power. Morgan had created a separate dimension as big as one DC Universe and he had to power up in there while keeping the universe intact. Things had gone well at first, he removed the first seal and powered up, easily putting him above the Spectre in terms of power, a being in the DCU with the potential to destroy a universe. Then he had removed the second seal and things had gone wrong. While he had no problems keeping the power from exploding, he was unable to lower the power of his Excidium which had begun to leak from his body and out onto the universe. Suffice to say that there was not a single trace of the universe left once a minimal amount of his Excidium had left his body.
While that might mean nothing in a world like DC where beings casually destroy and survive the destruction of a universe, in a place like DxD it means a lot, especially since that was not even a quarter of his full at the time.
"All the more reason why you need a Royal Guard. Should you remove more than one seal then this entire universe will perish. You can train a Royal Guard to be able to handle threats that are too powerful for the first seal, but too weak for the second seal. That way you won't have to destroy an entire universe to defeat an opponent beyond the first seal." says Morgan.
"Or, I can just seal my Excedium unless I need it." he argues.
"No. Our decision is final." says Scáthach.
"Fine, but does it have to be those three?" he asks. While he knows that he can order them to reverse their decision as their King, the topic is not that serious and he isn't petty enough to do so. As such he simply accepts the outcome.
"While other heroes might be more suitable for the task in terms of skills, they were chosen because they are family and they would accept in a heartbeat." explains Scáthach.
"Very well. What else has changed other than their revival and Zelretch becoming in charge of the Bifrost?" asks Ambrosius.
"I have revived 18 out of the 19 Hassans to take over the League while summoning Ozymandias as a servant to train Daemon. Normally he would not accept such a menial task, but once I gave him the memories of the Grail War and explained to him that it was your son he accepted. I believe that his exact words were something along the lines of 'While Ambrosius is a splendid Pharaoh I find that he is somewhat lacking, as such I will raise this boy to truly become a Pharaoh worthy of being a descendant of Ra'" quotes Scáthach while Ambrosius looks at her with wide eyes filled with horror.
"You did what?" questions Ambrosius as he thinks about how Daemon would turn out should he be raised by Ozymandias of all people.
"Summoned Ozymandias as a servant." replies Scáthach.
"Are you insane? He will turn him into another version of himself, or worse turn him into Gilgamesh." says Ambrosius just as Zelretch Scáthach burst out laughing.
"Oh, man. You should see your face right now." says Zelretch as he snaps a picture of Ambrosius' horrified face.
"Great, another prank." groans Ambrosius as he realises that he's been had. "Tell me honestly, who is teaching my son?" he asks once they stop laughing.
"Chiron of course." replies Scáthach as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
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AN: Here's the chapter. As usual, tell me what you guys think. As you can see this arc won't have the same serious tone as the others, at least not until we get to the war.
Also the second chapter of my Campione fic is published. The name of it is The Godslaying Pharaoh. The third chapter is already available on my p a t r e o n The link is, (p a t r e o n . com / servantambrosius), minus the spaces. That story will be updated once a week and patrons will be able to read chapters a week in advance along with other patreon exclusive content such as the Authorities that I have come up with and are considering for the main character.
~ 482 AD
"Gramps!" excitedly shouts Aoife as she envelops Ambrosius in what would be a crushing hug to anyone of a lower caliber. Unlike when she peacefully died of old age, Aoife's body is currently the same as when she was in her prime, a few years after she completely conquered Connacht. She stands at five feet eight inches, possesses a slim yet toned figure that belies her her true physical power, and blue hair of the same shade as her grandfather tied into a ponytail with two bangs framing her beautiful face and red eyes. For clothing she wears the same blue bodysuit as her grandfather, but covered in black armor plates of the same design as Scáthach, and the same earrings that all of Setanta's direct descendants wear once they complete their training.
"How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that?" questions Ambrosius with an exasperated sigh and a twitching eyebrow.
"Ahhh, don't be like that." whines Aoife as she looks up at the man who raised her. "Besides, you should be glad that I don't call you great-gramps." she adds with a grin that makes Ambrosius sigh before he turns to look at Scáthach.
"Please tell me that those three are the only ones that you brought back from the Nasuverse." he tells her with begging eyes that make her internally wince. Before she can answer however, a very familiar voice does for her.
"Nope! She brought me and a bunch of other people who we all know you miss dearly!" excitedly says the voice of Zelretch as he appears in front of Ambrosius in a flash of multicolored lights. Unlike Aoife who had to be returned in her prime, Zelretch has not changed at all. He is still the same handsome thirty year old man that he was when Ambrosius provided him with his rune suit with the same glint in his eyes that tends to make others nervous around him for fear of being his next victim.
"Zelretch!" happily greets Ambrosius as he detangles himself from Aoife to hug the man, shocking him and everyone present. While Ambrosius may not be a distant or cold person, he is still not a very affectionate man unless it comes to his children. Usually he greets those to him with a smile or a quick hug, for him to happily call out someone's name while giving them an enthusiastic hug is unheard of.
"Do me a favor and get rid of those three troublemakers that my wife has brought into our home. I do not care where you send them as long as they do not return." he whispers to his friend.
"Oi!" indignantly shout Setanta, Connla, and Aoife while everyone save for Lucifer and Venus chuckles in amusement.
"I'm not a troublemaker, those two are."complains Aoife as she points to her father and grandfather.
"Is this how you treat your father?" jokingly asks Connla as he looks at Aoife who is pointing at him.
Connla bears a striking resemblance to his father, so much so that it would be understandable if one were to mistake them for twins and makes Ambrosius wonder how Setanta did not notice the similarities between them in the cannon timeline. Then again, unlike cannon Connla this Connla's mother is Setanta's wife as opposed to Aife. Like his father, Connla is a rough-looking man around twenty years of age with the same fiery red hair as his mother and red eyes like his father. While sharing the same basic design as his father in clothing, his greatest difference is that he lacks the same full-body suits. He instead bears heavy armor that does not hinder his speed, a protective amulet in the shape of a wolf's head holding a crescent moon, and the iconic earrings worn by his father and daughter. All in all he looks like Proto-Lancer but with red hair.
"What father? You were dead by the time I was born." refutes Aoife.
"Ahhh, sorry about that." shamelessly answers Connla as he rubs the back of his head.
Before their banter can continue, Mordred walks into the room as Ambrosius stops hugging Zelretch and begins to talk to him, Morgan and Scáthach while the others make their way to Lucifer and Venus.
"Little sister, come meet our new siblings!" excitedly calls Aoife as she appears next to Morded in a burst of speed and drags her towards Lucifer and Venus, with the two only being somewhat confused by the current proceedings. With the knowledge of the family's makeup and history, they also know the fates of all of their older siblings. As such one can understand their confusion when three siblings that are supposed to be dead show up alive, healthy, and in their primes.
"This is Mordred, and Mordred these are Lucifer and Venus." introduces Aoife.
"Lucifer?" questions Mordred with a tilt of her head.
"Is something wrong with my name?" wonders Lucifer.
"No, it's just that someone else has that name and I don't think that he'll like sharing it." explains Mordred.
"Is he more powerful than you?" questions the newborn.
"What a ridiculous question. Of course not." replies Mordred with a scoff as if it were the stupidest statement that she's ever heard.
"Then I do not see the problem." answers a confused Lucifer.
"I believe that what she is trying to say is that the name may bring unnecessary troubles and misunderstandings." interjects Venus.
"I still do not see what the problem is. Should he wish to cause us trouble then any single one of us in the room could defeat him easily." he says, causing Aoife and Mordred to nod in agreement.
"That's the spirit!" exclaims Setanta as he slaps Lucifer's shoulder, earning himself a glare from the tribrid. "Uh, are you still mad about that exchange earlier?" questions Setanta.
"I do not care that you stabbed me in the heart, however your constant disrespect towards father is infuriating. Had he not ordered me to behave you would already be in the depths of Hell at the tender mercies of Trigon." says Lucifer as the temperature in the room begins to rise dramatically. Before it becomes high enough to cause the furniture to spontaneously combust, a cool hand touches Lucifer's shoulder.
"Enough."orders Venus as she takes it upon herself to return the room's temperature back to normal. "They are our older siblings and as such we will respect them. Besides, father does not mind. He only says that he does out of habit." she says, calming her brother down.
"Wow, you two need a spa or something. Do you hear how you talk?" says Aoife.
"They talk like the old man, unnecessarily formal." says Connla. "Then again, they're only a few hours old. I give it a few months before they loosen up."
"I'll take that bet, and I say that it takes a couple of years. Loser owes the winner drinks for three decades." says Setanta.
"No betting on your siblings." objects Ambrosius before Connla can accept, drawing the group's attention to the approaching adults.
"Joykill." simply responds Connla.
"Good. Your definition of fun is liable to get you killed, again." answers Ambrosius as he pointedly stares at Setanta, Connla, and Aoife, causing them to wince at the accusation. While they may not have died because they did something dangerous just for fun, they have all come very close to dying because they wanted to do something dangerous just for fun. "Now, I need you to get Lucifer and Venus settled before rounding up the warriors. Once you finish that, take them to the arena to train their powers. None of you are allowed to leave the arena until they have absolute control over themselves, I don't want them accidentally destroying the island, or worse, the continent. Mordred, you're in charge. Keep your siblings out of trouble." he orders.
"Oi, we're all grown, old man." argues Setanta with a twitching eyebrow.
"Really?" skeptically questions Scáthach. "Out of the three of you only Aoife has lived beyond the age of twenty five and grew to be a mature adult before dying. You and Connla have both died before then." she says, earning a chuckle from them all before they follow Mordred out of the room.
"So, Scáthach, why are they here?" questions Ambrosius.
"You need a Royal Guard." she replies nonchalantly.
"I don't need a Royal Guard." argues Ambrosius with a sigh, this is not the first time that he's had this argument with one of wives. The trio are adamant about him getting one even if he's more powerful than everyone else.
"Every King needs a Royal Guard." refutes Morgan.
"Yes, because they can get overwhelmed by opponents less powerful than them with numbers. Numbers mean nothing to me." he replies, causing the two to shiver at a particular memory of a training exercise. It was supposed to be a special exercise about control and power. Morgan had created a separate dimension as big as one DC Universe and he had to power up in there while keeping the universe intact. Things had gone well at first, he removed the first seal and powered up, easily putting him above the Spectre in terms of power, a being in the DCU with the potential to destroy a universe. Then he had removed the second seal and things had gone wrong. While he had no problems keeping the power from exploding, he was unable to lower the power of his Excidium which had begun to leak from his body and out onto the universe. Suffice to say that there was not a single trace of the universe left once a minimal amount of his Excidium had left his body.
While that might mean nothing in a world like DC where beings casually destroy and survive the destruction of a universe, in a place like DxD it means a lot, especially since that was not even a quarter of his full at the time.
"All the more reason why you need a Royal Guard. Should you remove more than one seal then this entire universe will perish. You can train a Royal Guard to be able to handle threats that are too powerful for the first seal, but too weak for the second seal. That way you won't have to destroy an entire universe to defeat an opponent beyond the first seal." says Morgan.
"Or, I can just seal my Excedium unless I need it." he argues.
"No. Our decision is final." says Scáthach.
"Fine, but does it have to be those three?" he asks. While he knows that he can order them to reverse their decision as their King, the topic is not that serious and he isn't petty enough to do so. As such he simply accepts the outcome.
"While other heroes might be more suitable for the task in terms of skills, they were chosen because they are family and they would accept in a heartbeat." explains Scáthach.
"Very well. What else has changed other than their revival and Zelretch becoming in charge of the Bifrost?" asks Ambrosius.
"I have revived 18 out of the 19 Hassans to take over the League while summoning Ozymandias as a servant to train Daemon. Normally he would not accept such a menial task, but once I gave him the memories of the Grail War and explained to him that it was your son he accepted. I believe that his exact words were something along the lines of 'While Ambrosius is a splendid Pharaoh I find that he is somewhat lacking, as such I will raise this boy to truly become a Pharaoh worthy of being a descendant of Ra'" quotes Scáthach while Ambrosius looks at her with wide eyes filled with horror.
"You did what?" questions Ambrosius as he thinks about how Daemon would turn out should he be raised by Ozymandias of all people.
"Summoned Ozymandias as a servant." replies Scáthach.
"Are you insane? He will turn him into another version of himself, or worse turn him into Gilgamesh." says Ambrosius just as Zelretch Scáthach burst out laughing.
"Oh, man. You should see your face right now." says Zelretch as he snaps a picture of Ambrosius' horrified face.
"Great, another prank." groans Ambrosius as he realises that he's been had. "Tell me honestly, who is teaching my son?" he asks once they stop laughing.
"Chiron of course." replies Scáthach as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
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AN: Here's the chapter. As usual, tell me what you guys think. As you can see this arc won't have the same serious tone as the others, at least not until we get to the war.
Also the second chapter of my Campione fic is published. The name of it is The Godslaying Pharaoh. The third chapter is already available on my p a t r e o n The link is, (p a t r e o n . com / servantambrosius), minus the spaces. That story will be updated once a week and patrons will be able to read chapters a week in advance along with other patreon exclusive content such as the Authorities that I have come up with and are considering for the main character.
AldariSiradla
Knight of the Fountain Pen
Zelretch with the Bifrost...
I see good things...
Yes, just good.
Ozymandias is a good teacher!
There's nothing wrong with him teaching a few kids.
Hell!
They'll be great!
One for the history books in fact!
The world's gonna stay on point...
And not blow up anyway.
But Chiron's a good pick too.
Good with kids too.
Kidding aside...
The world's hilariously...
...doomed?
I see good things...
Yes, just good.
Ozymandias is a good teacher!
There's nothing wrong with him teaching a few kids.
Hell!
They'll be great!
One for the history books in fact!
The world's gonna stay on point...
And not blow up anyway.
But Chiron's a good pick too.
Good with kids too.
Kidding aside...
The world's hilariously...
...doomed?
Assault on Edenia
Edenia, Formerly the Isle of Man.
~ 484 AD
It has been six years. Six years since the birth of Lucifer and Venus, six years since Zelretch was given command of the Bifrost in a similar fashion as Heimdall, six years since Setanta, Connla, and Aoife became Ambrosius' Royal Guard while also being turned into New Edenians, and more importantly six years since the the humans on the island were turned into New Edenians.
Despite what many would think, there was no grand ceremony, no ritual was undertaken, and there was certainly no impressive showing of magic to accomplish the process. It had begun just as Ambrosius ordered, the warriors were gathered into one of the castle's many courtyards where they faced their gods and their teachers while they were posed a question, do you want to become one Ambrosius'? None had refused and all had accepted with a collective roar that shook the island. Afterwards they were all imbued with the crystal clear dragon shaped statuettes.
While the process itself was mundane, the results were anything but. Power had exploded from every single warrior as their physique was turned into that of a New Edenian, making them faster, stronger, thougher, and with far more vitality than any human could ever hope to possess, causing their Touki to become even more powerful than before. Their previously average magical talents had soared to prodigious levels even by Devil standards and their magical reserves had grown to absurd levels. The resulting explosion of power had shaken the entire island and would have destroyed it had Morgan not had the foresight to reinforce it beforehand. With the warriors turned into New Edenians, their training was paused while the Malphas family observed in case something detrimental happened due to the transformation. In the end everything turned out fine and Ambrosius went ahead with turning every human on the island into a New Edenian.
Unlike the spectacle that the warriors caused, the civilian transformations were quite tame, only causing a small earthquake. With that done, Ambrosius and Azula took over the training of the warriors.
Per usual, their training began with testing their new physical limits with no enhancements. The results suffice to say were interesting. While previously the majority would need Touki in order to even survive a battle with a low Ultimate Class being, now they can all easily do so with just their bodies while the most powerful of the physically can stalemate a low Ultimate Class being.
Afterwards they were tested on their Touki, and it quickly became clear to Azula and Ambrosius why beings with enough life energy can become monsters with just that. Using only Touki, even the weakest New Edenian warrior is able to beat a high Ultimate Class being who does not have any hacks like the Power of Destruction. With Touki, any form of magic that is within the Ultimate Class and below is absolutely harmless to them. Fire magic? You may as well be trying to burn the Ocean with a mundane candlestick. Wind magic? You look like the big bad wolf huffing and puffing to blow down Mount Everest. Lightning? That's like trying to use a non conductive metal wire to charge a continent. Water? They are blessed by Ambrosius to have the passive abilities of a demigod child of Poseidon, and even if they were not blessed you may as well use a faucet with a limited supply of water to erode a mountain chain. Even time magic that is not above Ultimate Class will not work on them. They are essentially the worst nightmare of any magic based fighter.
After those tests came the magical portion of their training, and to say that every single one of them is a prodigy would not be a lie. By the first month they were all proficient enough in elemental magic to use it to support their fighting style while also having mastered reinforcement to easily use it in combat. By the third month even the least talented in magic was casually flinging around lightning bolts in the middle of all out brawls while the most talented of them were beginning to attempt to copy Ambrosius' telumkinesis even though their bodies were still undergoing the final adjustments of the transformation. By month six the transformations were complete and the Nasuverse Class Skills had been activated.
The first one to make its presence known was the Magical Resistance of the Saber class, a skill that when paired up with their Touki made it impossible for them to be one shotted with magic unless its on the level of what Ambrosius theorises to be the around the level of number five in the Top 10 most powerful beings.
The second skill to make itself known was the Independent Action of the Archer class in an interesting way. For servants of the Archer Class, Independent Action allows them to act on their own for a period of time without the magical energy of their master. Since the New Edenians are not servants it was expected that the skill would be useless to them, however while the skill is in fact Independent Action, it is not the same as a servant's. This skill is a passive ability that makes the New Edenians use the magical energy from the Earth once they have runned out of their own. Or at least that is what they thought at first, but it quickly became evident that they are drawing in the life energy from the planet when one warrior used that energy in a similar fashion as mokuton from naruto. With more experiments it was found that while the skill does not give them senjutsu it does completely the first step towards it by having them passively draw in the life energy of the planet once they run out of magical energy. The rest however is up to them.
The third and fourth skills were Item Construction and Territory Creation. The first was found by a blacksmith who attempted to recreate Gae Bolg. While the spear that he created was in not even close to the genuine article due to lacking its ability of causality reversal, it was still very impressive due to the fact that it bypassed the toughness of a New Edenian warrior's skin while also constantly honing in on his heart despite him dodging the spear twice. Territory Creation was found by a warrior when he set the terms for a one-on-one match and made use of the skill to enforce those terms. While not impressive compared a servant's use of the skill, it was the first time and by accident.
The last two skills were found through experimentation. Riding was easy enough since all Ambrosius had to do was create a horse and ask a civilian to try riding it. Contrary to what the civilian expected, the horse was enough to ride despite its moody temperament. Like Riding, Presence Concealment was also easy to verify since Morgan simply erected a set of magical detectors around the castle before asking a few New Edenians to attempt breaking in. Despite believing that such an action is blasphemous they felt that disobeying would be worse, so they obeyed. While they never made it past the courtyard and into the castle itself, their presence was never detected. The skill however goes beyond hiding their presence, it also masks their magical energy to make it seem that it is the same as a normal humans while also making it almost impossible to detect when they are using it. At first none of them had noticed since they never bothered sensing anything on the island, but it was proven that the skill is always passively active.
With the completion of the transformation and the activation of the Class Skills, came the final major ability of the EMS, Edenian Metamorph System, Resonance. Like Ambrosius and Morgan expected, that particular ability did not show itself much. Out of the tens of thousands of New Edenians, only around a dozen of them with the majority resonating with Achilles, Guan Yu, and Lancelot. While at first it seemed to be a good thing, it quickly became evident that there was a major downside to it due to one simple reason, Ambrosius and Morgan did their job far too well.
When the prototypes were first created, those who resonated with a hero did not receive personal skills that the hero did not possess in their life, even if legends say they did, they did receive all of the class skills and the life skills of whichever soul imprint they resonated with. As such at most they would receive their skills in magic, weaponry, and any skill they possessed in life. That does however mean that unless the Noble Phantasm was an actual life skill turned into a Noble Phantasm that the warriors would not get it even if they resonated with the imprint. Unfortunately however Morgan was not satisfied with this and wanted to take it a step further to allow the warriors to access personal skills even if they were only present in the hero's myth. Long story short she and Ambrosius succeeded too well.
Now whenever a New Edenian resonates with one of the imprints they are put into a coma where their souls face the soul of which hero they resonated with. While facing them the hero will test them to see whether or not they are worthy of their powers, should they be worthy then they will receive all of the skills and Noble Phantasm. Should they not be worthy however they will either die or have the powers locked to them forever or until the hero deems them worthy of another test. So far two warriors have died, a few have had the powers locked and only six have been able to pass the test.
Those who have passed the test not only receive all of their skills and Noble Phantasms but also any clothing that the hero wears when they are summoned as a servant, although it is optional to wear those clothes.
With the final ability of the EMS found out, training became more intense, not only to get the warriors used to their abilities, but to also have them master their personalised fighting styles.
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Edenia, Formerly the Isle of Man.
~ 490 AD
Aatrox is a member of Ediana's trained warriors and its greatest combatant in terms of close quarter combat, be it with a spear, a sword, or simply his hands. Having been born in the year 474, Aatrox did not bear witness to the descent of The Four, as they are called by the mortals of the island. He did, however, grow up hearing stories of the event as well as how much they have changed life for the better. He also grew up hearing stories of heroes from The Four's original universe. Stories of Hercules, the greatest Greek hero, Setanta, Lord Ambrosius' first adopted son, Perseus Jackson, the half brother of Lord Ambrosius, and even stories of Lady Arturia Pendragon, the sister of Queen Morgan and the aunt of Princess Mordred. Interestingly enough, according to Queen Scáthach, most of these heroes also existed in this world but with different stories. For example, in this world Lady Arturia is actually King Arthur Pendragon as opposed to Queen Arturia. Despite the similarities between the gods and heroes of this world and The Four's original world, The Four do not exist in this world unlike the other gods like Zeus and Odin who exist in multiple worlds. To the New Edenians this information is proof of The Four's superiority over any other gods. There can only be one version of them unless they themselves decide to make clones of themselves.
To Aatrox however, none of this truly matters because he only cares about two things, serving Lord Ambrosius to the best of his abilities and living an enjoyable life. Right now that means being the greatest warrior he can be for when they join the war and just enjoying the simple pleasures of life. Perhaps once the war is over he will begin to think about settling down, but he honestly doubts it since according to Queen Morgan they will now live for tens of thousands of years. While he can't actually visualise such a long life, he does know that he can spend ten thousand years gallivanting around the world doing as he pleases and he will only be considered a young adult in terms of the New Edenian lifespan. While to others it might seem daunting, to Aatrox it simply means that he can take life on one day at a time and not worry about wasting his lifespan. Which is why he is currently on his way to the house of Penelope, a woman that has recently become acquainted with., as opposed to worrying about something like settling down.
As he leisurely makes his way to her house with his hands tied behind his head, a voice calls out to him.
"Aatrox!" calls out a familiar voice, prompting the young warrior to turn around.
"What do you want Ajax?" he questions his approaching friend.
"Where are you going?" asks Ajax, a young man of the same age as Aatrox with black hair tied into a rattail similar to Setanta's, a roguishly handsome face that attracts the attention of many women, married or otherwise, glowing violet eyes with a mischievous glint to them, and a charming smirk that shows his sharper than average canines. He wears a sleeveless blue tunic that showcases his toned arms and tan skin, black trousers and a pair of sandals.
"To Penelope's house." he replies nonchalantly. Like his friend Ajax, Aatrox is a handsome young man whose handsome face, pale skin, and laid back attitude has attracted countless women. He has silver hair that is cut short on the sides, glowing golden raptor like eyes, and a strong, firm build that cannot be obtained through training alone. Similar to his friend he wears a tunic, trousers and sandals, but colored green and black respectively with an orange cloth wrapped loosely around his body.
"Her again? C'mon man, you can't always go to the same one, you need variety in your life." says Ajax as he puts his arms around Aatrox's shoulder. "Look at me, yesterday I went to Alexa, the day before that was Althaia, and today I'm meeting the twins." he explains.
"Not all of us like jumping from women to women." refutes Aatrox as he continues on his way with Ajax following next to him. Before Ajax can reply however another voice speaks from behind them.
"There's jumping from women to women, and then there's this manwhore." says the voice with a scoff, prompting the duo to turn to face the speaker, a young man around the same age as Aatrox and Ajax with short fiery red hair that contrasts well with his pale skin, glowing brown eyes and a face, that while quite handsome, falls behind compared to Aatrox and Ajax. Like them he has a powerful but slimmer build, a sleeveless white tunic and short with sandals.
"Alexander, my man!" exclaims Ajax as he pulls Alexander in for a hug. "Where have you been? I haven't seen you in weeks." questions Ajax as Alexander detangles himself from his boisterous friend.
"I had a Resonance." answers Alexander, causing his friends' eyes to widen.
"How did it go?" asks Aatrox as he removes his hands from behind his head.
"The test was peculiar to say the least, but I managed to succeed." he replies with a smile.
"Alright! We celebrate tonight, drinks are on me!" declares Ajax as he attempts to pull his two friends in for a group hug despite their protests. Before he can complete the deed however, the three friends sense something and immediately look to the sky.
"We're under attack!" screams Ajax as a lightning bolt attempts to strike the city. Before it can come close however it is stopped by a magical dome.
"Devils." says Alexander as hundreds of figures with batlike wings appear in the sky and he and his friends summon their weapons and their clothes change to their battle attire.
Alexander now wears a sleeveless purple tunic, slim black trousers and black shoes. In his hands are black gloves that cover half of his forearms with countless runes inscribed on them.
"Rain of Light: Machia Hecatia Graea'' encants Alexander as he waves one of his hands into the air towards the devils. With the activation of the spell, a volley of 10 beams of light, each with an A rank power of attack, rapidly fires at the approaching devils. Each beam is a deadly spell on the level of High Thaumaturgy with three times Shirou's entire amount of magical energy, capable of destroying the body of a Servant with a direct hit. Unprepared for such an assault, ten devils fall to the spells and are killed before even knowing that they are under attack.
"Oh? Not bad, I see that your Resonance was with Medea." compliments Ajax who is now dressed in a full black and blue sleeveless bodysuit with blue vambraces that cover his entire forearm while he holds a familiar red spear in his right hand.
"Is that what I think it is?" questions Alexander as he looks at the weapon in his friend's hand.
"Hell yea it is! I won it in a bet against Setanta and Queen Scáthach trained me how to use it. Apparently he doesn't really need this one since Queen Scáthach gifted him with a better spear." happily explains Ajax as he twirls the spear before looking at Alexander. "Wish me a happy landing?" he says with a grin, prompting the other young man to roll his eyes before nodding. Crouching down on the ground, Ajax looks towards his enemies who are currently attacking the defensive dome with their magic before he launches himself into the air, cracking the ground beneath him.
As Ajax soars towards the devils, a red magical aura envelops the spear and a severe aura of bloodlust permeates the air, freezing many devils in fear while knocking the weaker ones unconscious. As Ajax reaches higher than the devil and the pinnacle of his flight, he arches his back as if drawing a bow and the spear towards the ground with all his might while screaming out its name. With the release of the spear and the activation of the curse, Gae Bolg distorts space to create a "tapestry of action" that splits into numerous spearheads that pours down over the enemy and easily kills fifty of them.
As Ajax falls back to the ground, many of the devils attempt to take this opportunity to kill the young warrior, only for them to hear a loud whistle and the thunderclap before being run over by a three horse chariot driven by Aatrox who uses it to catch Ajax.
"That was reckless." comments Aajax who is now dressed in a short sleeve black shirt, slim black trousers, black boots with a silver and grey cuirass covering his chest, black gloves, and black vambraces. In one of his hands he holds Diatrekhōn Astēr Lonkhē: Spear-tip of the Star Traversing the Skies, Achilles' hero killing spear, which he uses to kill any devil that attempts to board the chariot.
"I knew that you would catch me." confidently replies Ajax as he calls Gae Bolg back to him.
"Tch, this sort of battle is not advantageous to us. Unless we fly it will take forever to deal with all of these devils." says Aatrox while steering the chariot towards the ground.
"I have no interest in flying. You and I both know that we suck at it and doing it in the middle of a battle is asking to join Valhalla thousands of years before our time. Besides, the battle is almost over anyway" argues Ajax as he fires a ball of lightning at a devil. By now a good number of Warriors have joined the battle and the forces of the devils has been reduced by over three quarters.
"Alexander!" calls out Aatrox as he dismisses his chariot and he and Ajax plummet to the floor where a few devils have managed to make it into the city.
Already knowing what Aatrox wants, Alexander envelops every devil in a tornado and sends them flying towards his friend. Within a second Aatrox disappears from his position in the air and makes his way through the horde of devils, killing every single one of them while leaving behind afterimages. As quickly as he disappeared, he reappears in front of Alexander as all of the devils fall to the ground dead.
"Dammit Aatrox, you didn't leave me any!" whines Ajax as he catches up with his friend.
"Not my fault you're a slowpoke." replies Aatrox with a grin as he flicks the blood off his spear before looking at the sky where the last devil falls to the ground dead. "Looks like the war is here." he comments to his friends.
"About time. I was getting antsy." replies Ajax, earning a chuckle from Aatrox while Alexander merely sighs in exasperation.
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AN: Here's the chapter and the beginning of the Malphas family's faction joining the war (I really need a name for their faction. Suggestions are welcomed). I know that you guys are wondering how the devils found the island, much less made it all the way to the city to attack, and it will be revealed in a later chapter. As usual, tell me what you guys think.
Also the second chapter of my Campione fic is published. The name of it is The Godslaying Pharaoh. The third chapter is already available on my p a t r e o n The link is, (p a t r e o n . com / servantambrosius), minus the spaces. That story will be updated once a week and patrons will be able to read chapters a week in advance along with other patreon exclusive content such as the Authorities that I have come up with and are considering for the main character.
~ 484 AD
It has been six years. Six years since the birth of Lucifer and Venus, six years since Zelretch was given command of the Bifrost in a similar fashion as Heimdall, six years since Setanta, Connla, and Aoife became Ambrosius' Royal Guard while also being turned into New Edenians, and more importantly six years since the the humans on the island were turned into New Edenians.
Despite what many would think, there was no grand ceremony, no ritual was undertaken, and there was certainly no impressive showing of magic to accomplish the process. It had begun just as Ambrosius ordered, the warriors were gathered into one of the castle's many courtyards where they faced their gods and their teachers while they were posed a question, do you want to become one Ambrosius'? None had refused and all had accepted with a collective roar that shook the island. Afterwards they were all imbued with the crystal clear dragon shaped statuettes.
While the process itself was mundane, the results were anything but. Power had exploded from every single warrior as their physique was turned into that of a New Edenian, making them faster, stronger, thougher, and with far more vitality than any human could ever hope to possess, causing their Touki to become even more powerful than before. Their previously average magical talents had soared to prodigious levels even by Devil standards and their magical reserves had grown to absurd levels. The resulting explosion of power had shaken the entire island and would have destroyed it had Morgan not had the foresight to reinforce it beforehand. With the warriors turned into New Edenians, their training was paused while the Malphas family observed in case something detrimental happened due to the transformation. In the end everything turned out fine and Ambrosius went ahead with turning every human on the island into a New Edenian.
Unlike the spectacle that the warriors caused, the civilian transformations were quite tame, only causing a small earthquake. With that done, Ambrosius and Azula took over the training of the warriors.
Per usual, their training began with testing their new physical limits with no enhancements. The results suffice to say were interesting. While previously the majority would need Touki in order to even survive a battle with a low Ultimate Class being, now they can all easily do so with just their bodies while the most powerful of the physically can stalemate a low Ultimate Class being.
Afterwards they were tested on their Touki, and it quickly became clear to Azula and Ambrosius why beings with enough life energy can become monsters with just that. Using only Touki, even the weakest New Edenian warrior is able to beat a high Ultimate Class being who does not have any hacks like the Power of Destruction. With Touki, any form of magic that is within the Ultimate Class and below is absolutely harmless to them. Fire magic? You may as well be trying to burn the Ocean with a mundane candlestick. Wind magic? You look like the big bad wolf huffing and puffing to blow down Mount Everest. Lightning? That's like trying to use a non conductive metal wire to charge a continent. Water? They are blessed by Ambrosius to have the passive abilities of a demigod child of Poseidon, and even if they were not blessed you may as well use a faucet with a limited supply of water to erode a mountain chain. Even time magic that is not above Ultimate Class will not work on them. They are essentially the worst nightmare of any magic based fighter.
After those tests came the magical portion of their training, and to say that every single one of them is a prodigy would not be a lie. By the first month they were all proficient enough in elemental magic to use it to support their fighting style while also having mastered reinforcement to easily use it in combat. By the third month even the least talented in magic was casually flinging around lightning bolts in the middle of all out brawls while the most talented of them were beginning to attempt to copy Ambrosius' telumkinesis even though their bodies were still undergoing the final adjustments of the transformation. By month six the transformations were complete and the Nasuverse Class Skills had been activated.
The first one to make its presence known was the Magical Resistance of the Saber class, a skill that when paired up with their Touki made it impossible for them to be one shotted with magic unless its on the level of what Ambrosius theorises to be the around the level of number five in the Top 10 most powerful beings.
The second skill to make itself known was the Independent Action of the Archer class in an interesting way. For servants of the Archer Class, Independent Action allows them to act on their own for a period of time without the magical energy of their master. Since the New Edenians are not servants it was expected that the skill would be useless to them, however while the skill is in fact Independent Action, it is not the same as a servant's. This skill is a passive ability that makes the New Edenians use the magical energy from the Earth once they have runned out of their own. Or at least that is what they thought at first, but it quickly became evident that they are drawing in the life energy from the planet when one warrior used that energy in a similar fashion as mokuton from naruto. With more experiments it was found that while the skill does not give them senjutsu it does completely the first step towards it by having them passively draw in the life energy of the planet once they run out of magical energy. The rest however is up to them.
The third and fourth skills were Item Construction and Territory Creation. The first was found by a blacksmith who attempted to recreate Gae Bolg. While the spear that he created was in not even close to the genuine article due to lacking its ability of causality reversal, it was still very impressive due to the fact that it bypassed the toughness of a New Edenian warrior's skin while also constantly honing in on his heart despite him dodging the spear twice. Territory Creation was found by a warrior when he set the terms for a one-on-one match and made use of the skill to enforce those terms. While not impressive compared a servant's use of the skill, it was the first time and by accident.
The last two skills were found through experimentation. Riding was easy enough since all Ambrosius had to do was create a horse and ask a civilian to try riding it. Contrary to what the civilian expected, the horse was enough to ride despite its moody temperament. Like Riding, Presence Concealment was also easy to verify since Morgan simply erected a set of magical detectors around the castle before asking a few New Edenians to attempt breaking in. Despite believing that such an action is blasphemous they felt that disobeying would be worse, so they obeyed. While they never made it past the courtyard and into the castle itself, their presence was never detected. The skill however goes beyond hiding their presence, it also masks their magical energy to make it seem that it is the same as a normal humans while also making it almost impossible to detect when they are using it. At first none of them had noticed since they never bothered sensing anything on the island, but it was proven that the skill is always passively active.
With the completion of the transformation and the activation of the Class Skills, came the final major ability of the EMS, Edenian Metamorph System, Resonance. Like Ambrosius and Morgan expected, that particular ability did not show itself much. Out of the tens of thousands of New Edenians, only around a dozen of them with the majority resonating with Achilles, Guan Yu, and Lancelot. While at first it seemed to be a good thing, it quickly became evident that there was a major downside to it due to one simple reason, Ambrosius and Morgan did their job far too well.
When the prototypes were first created, those who resonated with a hero did not receive personal skills that the hero did not possess in their life, even if legends say they did, they did receive all of the class skills and the life skills of whichever soul imprint they resonated with. As such at most they would receive their skills in magic, weaponry, and any skill they possessed in life. That does however mean that unless the Noble Phantasm was an actual life skill turned into a Noble Phantasm that the warriors would not get it even if they resonated with the imprint. Unfortunately however Morgan was not satisfied with this and wanted to take it a step further to allow the warriors to access personal skills even if they were only present in the hero's myth. Long story short she and Ambrosius succeeded too well.
Now whenever a New Edenian resonates with one of the imprints they are put into a coma where their souls face the soul of which hero they resonated with. While facing them the hero will test them to see whether or not they are worthy of their powers, should they be worthy then they will receive all of the skills and Noble Phantasm. Should they not be worthy however they will either die or have the powers locked to them forever or until the hero deems them worthy of another test. So far two warriors have died, a few have had the powers locked and only six have been able to pass the test.
Those who have passed the test not only receive all of their skills and Noble Phantasms but also any clothing that the hero wears when they are summoned as a servant, although it is optional to wear those clothes.
With the final ability of the EMS found out, training became more intense, not only to get the warriors used to their abilities, but to also have them master their personalised fighting styles.
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Edenia, Formerly the Isle of Man.
~ 490 AD
Aatrox is a member of Ediana's trained warriors and its greatest combatant in terms of close quarter combat, be it with a spear, a sword, or simply his hands. Having been born in the year 474, Aatrox did not bear witness to the descent of The Four, as they are called by the mortals of the island. He did, however, grow up hearing stories of the event as well as how much they have changed life for the better. He also grew up hearing stories of heroes from The Four's original universe. Stories of Hercules, the greatest Greek hero, Setanta, Lord Ambrosius' first adopted son, Perseus Jackson, the half brother of Lord Ambrosius, and even stories of Lady Arturia Pendragon, the sister of Queen Morgan and the aunt of Princess Mordred. Interestingly enough, according to Queen Scáthach, most of these heroes also existed in this world but with different stories. For example, in this world Lady Arturia is actually King Arthur Pendragon as opposed to Queen Arturia. Despite the similarities between the gods and heroes of this world and The Four's original world, The Four do not exist in this world unlike the other gods like Zeus and Odin who exist in multiple worlds. To the New Edenians this information is proof of The Four's superiority over any other gods. There can only be one version of them unless they themselves decide to make clones of themselves.
To Aatrox however, none of this truly matters because he only cares about two things, serving Lord Ambrosius to the best of his abilities and living an enjoyable life. Right now that means being the greatest warrior he can be for when they join the war and just enjoying the simple pleasures of life. Perhaps once the war is over he will begin to think about settling down, but he honestly doubts it since according to Queen Morgan they will now live for tens of thousands of years. While he can't actually visualise such a long life, he does know that he can spend ten thousand years gallivanting around the world doing as he pleases and he will only be considered a young adult in terms of the New Edenian lifespan. While to others it might seem daunting, to Aatrox it simply means that he can take life on one day at a time and not worry about wasting his lifespan. Which is why he is currently on his way to the house of Penelope, a woman that has recently become acquainted with., as opposed to worrying about something like settling down.
As he leisurely makes his way to her house with his hands tied behind his head, a voice calls out to him.
"Aatrox!" calls out a familiar voice, prompting the young warrior to turn around.
"What do you want Ajax?" he questions his approaching friend.
"Where are you going?" asks Ajax, a young man of the same age as Aatrox with black hair tied into a rattail similar to Setanta's, a roguishly handsome face that attracts the attention of many women, married or otherwise, glowing violet eyes with a mischievous glint to them, and a charming smirk that shows his sharper than average canines. He wears a sleeveless blue tunic that showcases his toned arms and tan skin, black trousers and a pair of sandals.
"To Penelope's house." he replies nonchalantly. Like his friend Ajax, Aatrox is a handsome young man whose handsome face, pale skin, and laid back attitude has attracted countless women. He has silver hair that is cut short on the sides, glowing golden raptor like eyes, and a strong, firm build that cannot be obtained through training alone. Similar to his friend he wears a tunic, trousers and sandals, but colored green and black respectively with an orange cloth wrapped loosely around his body.
"Her again? C'mon man, you can't always go to the same one, you need variety in your life." says Ajax as he puts his arms around Aatrox's shoulder. "Look at me, yesterday I went to Alexa, the day before that was Althaia, and today I'm meeting the twins." he explains.
"Not all of us like jumping from women to women." refutes Aatrox as he continues on his way with Ajax following next to him. Before Ajax can reply however another voice speaks from behind them.
"There's jumping from women to women, and then there's this manwhore." says the voice with a scoff, prompting the duo to turn to face the speaker, a young man around the same age as Aatrox and Ajax with short fiery red hair that contrasts well with his pale skin, glowing brown eyes and a face, that while quite handsome, falls behind compared to Aatrox and Ajax. Like them he has a powerful but slimmer build, a sleeveless white tunic and short with sandals.
"Alexander, my man!" exclaims Ajax as he pulls Alexander in for a hug. "Where have you been? I haven't seen you in weeks." questions Ajax as Alexander detangles himself from his boisterous friend.
"I had a Resonance." answers Alexander, causing his friends' eyes to widen.
"How did it go?" asks Aatrox as he removes his hands from behind his head.
"The test was peculiar to say the least, but I managed to succeed." he replies with a smile.
"Alright! We celebrate tonight, drinks are on me!" declares Ajax as he attempts to pull his two friends in for a group hug despite their protests. Before he can complete the deed however, the three friends sense something and immediately look to the sky.
"We're under attack!" screams Ajax as a lightning bolt attempts to strike the city. Before it can come close however it is stopped by a magical dome.
"Devils." says Alexander as hundreds of figures with batlike wings appear in the sky and he and his friends summon their weapons and their clothes change to their battle attire.
Alexander now wears a sleeveless purple tunic, slim black trousers and black shoes. In his hands are black gloves that cover half of his forearms with countless runes inscribed on them.
"Rain of Light: Machia Hecatia Graea'' encants Alexander as he waves one of his hands into the air towards the devils. With the activation of the spell, a volley of 10 beams of light, each with an A rank power of attack, rapidly fires at the approaching devils. Each beam is a deadly spell on the level of High Thaumaturgy with three times Shirou's entire amount of magical energy, capable of destroying the body of a Servant with a direct hit. Unprepared for such an assault, ten devils fall to the spells and are killed before even knowing that they are under attack.
"Oh? Not bad, I see that your Resonance was with Medea." compliments Ajax who is now dressed in a full black and blue sleeveless bodysuit with blue vambraces that cover his entire forearm while he holds a familiar red spear in his right hand.
"Is that what I think it is?" questions Alexander as he looks at the weapon in his friend's hand.
"Hell yea it is! I won it in a bet against Setanta and Queen Scáthach trained me how to use it. Apparently he doesn't really need this one since Queen Scáthach gifted him with a better spear." happily explains Ajax as he twirls the spear before looking at Alexander. "Wish me a happy landing?" he says with a grin, prompting the other young man to roll his eyes before nodding. Crouching down on the ground, Ajax looks towards his enemies who are currently attacking the defensive dome with their magic before he launches himself into the air, cracking the ground beneath him.
As Ajax soars towards the devils, a red magical aura envelops the spear and a severe aura of bloodlust permeates the air, freezing many devils in fear while knocking the weaker ones unconscious. As Ajax reaches higher than the devil and the pinnacle of his flight, he arches his back as if drawing a bow and the spear towards the ground with all his might while screaming out its name. With the release of the spear and the activation of the curse, Gae Bolg distorts space to create a "tapestry of action" that splits into numerous spearheads that pours down over the enemy and easily kills fifty of them.
As Ajax falls back to the ground, many of the devils attempt to take this opportunity to kill the young warrior, only for them to hear a loud whistle and the thunderclap before being run over by a three horse chariot driven by Aatrox who uses it to catch Ajax.
"That was reckless." comments Aajax who is now dressed in a short sleeve black shirt, slim black trousers, black boots with a silver and grey cuirass covering his chest, black gloves, and black vambraces. In one of his hands he holds Diatrekhōn Astēr Lonkhē: Spear-tip of the Star Traversing the Skies, Achilles' hero killing spear, which he uses to kill any devil that attempts to board the chariot.
"I knew that you would catch me." confidently replies Ajax as he calls Gae Bolg back to him.
"Tch, this sort of battle is not advantageous to us. Unless we fly it will take forever to deal with all of these devils." says Aatrox while steering the chariot towards the ground.
"I have no interest in flying. You and I both know that we suck at it and doing it in the middle of a battle is asking to join Valhalla thousands of years before our time. Besides, the battle is almost over anyway" argues Ajax as he fires a ball of lightning at a devil. By now a good number of Warriors have joined the battle and the forces of the devils has been reduced by over three quarters.
"Alexander!" calls out Aatrox as he dismisses his chariot and he and Ajax plummet to the floor where a few devils have managed to make it into the city.
Already knowing what Aatrox wants, Alexander envelops every devil in a tornado and sends them flying towards his friend. Within a second Aatrox disappears from his position in the air and makes his way through the horde of devils, killing every single one of them while leaving behind afterimages. As quickly as he disappeared, he reappears in front of Alexander as all of the devils fall to the ground dead.
"Dammit Aatrox, you didn't leave me any!" whines Ajax as he catches up with his friend.
"Not my fault you're a slowpoke." replies Aatrox with a grin as he flicks the blood off his spear before looking at the sky where the last devil falls to the ground dead. "Looks like the war is here." he comments to his friends.
"About time. I was getting antsy." replies Ajax, earning a chuckle from Aatrox while Alexander merely sighs in exasperation.
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AN: Here's the chapter and the beginning of the Malphas family's faction joining the war (I really need a name for their faction. Suggestions are welcomed). I know that you guys are wondering how the devils found the island, much less made it all the way to the city to attack, and it will be revealed in a later chapter. As usual, tell me what you guys think.
Also the second chapter of my Campione fic is published. The name of it is The Godslaying Pharaoh. The third chapter is already available on my p a t r e o n The link is, (p a t r e o n . com / servantambrosius), minus the spaces. That story will be updated once a week and patrons will be able to read chapters a week in advance along with other patreon exclusive content such as the Authorities that I have come up with and are considering for the main character.
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The devils arrive only to get curb stomped by some high-level randoms.
Edenia Remembers
Edenia, Formerly the Isle of Man
~490 Ad
"Tch, these shitty devils really are something else." comments Ajax as he crouches next to the corpse of a devil and proceeds to poke it with the butt of his Gae Bolg
"What do you mean?" asks Alexander as he looks at his friend questioningly. Currently it is just the two of them helping cleaning the streets of the dead bodies while Aatrox has gone to find if they had any casualties.
"They sent a pretty boy who's probably never been in a fight once in his life to the battle field." clarifies Ajax. "I mean, look at his flabby arms." he says as he pokes the devil's slim arms. "Even if his specialty is magic, he should at least be more toned than this. Compared to you, Alexander, he's really skinny." says the young warrior as he stands back up.
"Well, according to Lord Ambrosius and Queen Azula, demons don't really make use of their potential for physical combat. They prefer to make use of their magic and bloodline abilities." explains Alexander with a shrug.
"In other words they're a bunch of lazy asses and idiots." paraphrases Ajax.
"Not exactly how I would put it, but basically yes." agrees Alexander with a nod. "Although I do have a theory that it is because of their long life spans that causes them to be like this." he adds.
"That's not an excuse." refutes Ajax with a shake of his head. "I mean, look at The Four. They're the most powerful beings in this entire universe and they still train."
"The devils are also currently in the middle of a War, that should give them the urgency to be the best that they can be. Especially since the angels and fallen have an advantage over them because of their holy light." adds Aatrox as he approaches from behind the two, his spear held lightly in his hand while resting on his shoulder.
"How many did we lose?" asks Alexander as he and Ajax look at Aatrox with a carefree expression on their faces despite the grim nature of the topic.
"Zero." replies Aatrox with a wide grin, causing his friends to return his grin. While death might be a morbid affair in other cultures, to them it almost means nothing. To them death is nothing but the next step in one's journey. If you served Lord Ambrosius faithfully in life then once you die you will simply ascend to Heaven, a realm where you will lack for nothing. If you were a warrior then you would ascend to Valhalla, a realm where you will not only want for nothing, but will also be able to face the greatest warriors in battle without the fear of losing anything. And while the two realms are different, one can traverse between them to visit friends and family members who have died
"From what I was able to find, the dome protected everyone from magical attacks while any devil that made it within the city was killed before they could even do anything." explains Aatrox as he dismisses his spear.
"Heh, of course we have no casualties. We're Edenians, the chosen people of Lord Ambrosius, there's now way that we would die to some devils. Especially not to some weak ones like these." arrogantly boasts Ajax as he kicks the corpse of the devil at his feet, earning sighs of exasperation from his friends.
"I see that your first official battle has not subdued you at all, good. We're going to be putting that energetic attitude of yours to use." comments a lazy voice from besides the group. Startled by the newcomer and still feeling the high of battle, Aatrox and Ajax summon their spears and proceed to attempt to stab the owner of the voice. "Oi, calm down." orders the voice as the owner casually dodges both of the attacks. Recognising the voice and its owner, the duo immediately dismiss their weapons.
"Sorry about that, Captain Enyo." apologises Aatrox as he sheepishly rubs the back of his head.
"Don't worry about it." dismisses Captain Enyo, the leader of this ragtag group of warriors. Unlike her subordinates who are all around six feet tall and sixteen, Enyo stands at four feet six inches and is already in her late twenties. She is a beautiful woman with blond hair that is cut short on the sides while the middle is tied into a warrior's braid, she has glowing blue eyes, a scar on her left cheek that adds to her charm as opposed to detract, and despite lacking in the breast department many of the men on the island would not mind giving up an arm just to spend a night with her. She wears a full black bodysuit with golden lines that accentuates her curves and toned muscles, high heeled boots that give her three extra inches in height, and a white cloak with a furred hood that hangs on her shoulders.
"So Captain, do we finally have a mission?!" excitedly asks Ajax.
"Yes. Our squad, along with assault squads seven, six, eight, and nine, will be going to the Underworld to begin Edenia's counter assault before returning to Earth where we'll join the other squads in hunting down devils on Earth." replies Enyo.
"Why would we go to the Underworld to attack just to come back here and play defensive?" questions Ajax.
"Because this entire war is a message and a test." answers Alexander before Enyo can, earning a raised eyebrow from the captain. "Ahhh, sorry about that." apologises Alexander.
"Don't worry about it kiddo, you're just saving me from having to explain it to this dimwit." says Enyo with a wave of her hand.
"Right. As I was saying, this war is a test for us Edenians while also being a message to the supernatural world that our faction exists and will be protecting humanity from now on. The reason why we're going to the Underworld and coming back after one attack is to show the devils that their belief of being safe in the Underworld could not be further from the truth. It's to show them that we can come to their home and kill them all whenever we want and there's nothing that they can do to stop us." explains Alexander.
"That's right. That means that for the duration of this war, Lord Ambrosius will be fighting as an Edenian as opposed to a God, while Queen Scáthach and Queen Morgan will be fighting as humans." adds Enyo.
"What of Queen Azula?" asks Alexander. From what he can remember, Queen Azula has been spending more and more time as a devil lately as opposed to as a God. He would not be surprised if she participated in the war as a devil. In fact, he would be surprised if she didn't since one of her favorite tactics in combat is to mess with her opponent's mentality.
"She will be fighting as a Pureblood Devil." confirms Enyo, earning chuckles out of her subordinates who honestly expected that to happen. They can already imagine the disarray in the devil's forces once they realise that a Pureblood Devil of all beings is massacring them. Especially since that devil is married to an 'Edenian mortal' of all people.
"All right, enough chatter. We have a Pillar to wipe out." says Enyo with a clap as she leads her underlings towards the castle where they will take a teleportation portal to Baarbas, the capital city of the Marbas Clan, Pillar 5 out of the 72 led by Hadad Marbas, Great President of the Underworld governing thirty-six legions of demons.
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Baarbas, Underworld
Capital City of the territory of the Marbas Clan
~790
The Underworld, also known as the Netherworld, is a dimension separate from Earth and the home of the Devils and Fallen Angels, and by extension the Gods of Hell. It is roughly the same size as the Human world, but with a much larger landmass, as there are no oceans just lakes. The sky is a perpetual purple during both the day and night with no moon or stars in it. Currently it is split into two main regions, The Devil's Region and The Fallen Angel's region.
Within The Devil's Region of the Underworld lies countless cities. One of the biggest is Baarbas, a bustling metropolis within the territory of the Marbas Clan and home of both its main branch and any branch family that once originated from them. In terms of size, the city is about twice as big as Edenia with it split into many sections based on what family lives there and what that familie's specialty is. The main, and biggest, section of the city belongs to the Marbas Clan of the 72 Pillars, the fifth most powerful clan out of the 72. They are a Clan of monster tamers, having tamed all sorts of monsters ranging from minotaurs, lamias, harpies, krakens, and even dragons.
In addition to being monster tamers, the Marbas Clan is also one of the most militarised clans out of the 72 Pillars with their warriors being trained in diverse forms of combat ranging from magic, weaponry, and even hand-to-hand combat. While some of their peers find their use of hand-to-hand combat to be disdainful, none will argue that they are quite powerful.
On this day, high above the city, a long crack forms in the sky, drawing the attention of all of the city;s residents. With the sound of a thunderclap, the crack opens up to form a portal that expels four beings riding a three horse chariot that seems to travel upon a lightning. Sensing danger, the city's forces immediately take up defensive maneuvers while a group of fifty warriors mount their dragons and take to the sky.
"Only dragon riders, we're being held in such low regard." comments Aatrox as he dismisses his chariot, causing the group to begin to fall. Alexander and Enyo quickly catch themselves and begin to float. "Sending only fifty, I'm offended!" exclaims the young warrior as he and Ajax rocket off towards their opponents with a sonic boom.
Once they are fifty meters away from the devils, Ajax arches his back as if drawing a bow and hurls his spear towards the ground with all his might while calling out its name. With the curse invoked, the spear distorts space to create a 'tapestry of action' that splits into numerous spearheads that pours down over the enemy, killing all fifty of the dragon riders along with their steeds.
"Dammit Ajax, that was all of them." complains Aatrox as he continues to fall towards the city.
"Not my fault that you're a slowpoke." replies Ajax with a grin as he calls the spear back to him and follows Aatrox. "Besides, another group of them is coming right up." he comments as they see one hundred of them taking to the air. This time with a mix of chimeras and dragons.
Before the two can even reach the enemy, the hear Alexander chant "Rain of Light: Machia Hecatia Graea'' sending a volley of countless beams of light, each with an A rank power of attack, rapidly firing at the approaching devils, killing the entire group while also destroying anything within a fifty mile radius.
"Alexander!" whines Aatrox and Ajax as they see their enemies wiped out before they can even reach them. Seconds later a massive lightning bolt strikes the city and destroys everything but the main section where the main branch of the Marbas Clan resides, causing the duo to glare at Enyo as they land on the scorched and destroyed ground. With a scowl on their faces they make their way to Marbas Castle, home of Hadad Marbas and his family. That night the entire Marbas Clan save for Hadad Marbas, who was absent at the time of the attack, is wiped out. The only thing left of the city is the castle which has an unknown rune painted on its gates along with the words 'Edenia Remembers' as a warning.
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AN: Here's the chapter and the beginning of the Malphas family's faction joining the war with a bang (I really need a name for their faction. Suggestions are welcomed, although some of you guys suck at naming as much as I do). As usual, tell me what you guys think.
Also the second chapter of my Campione fic is published. The name of it is The Godslaying Pharaoh. The third chapter is already available on my p a t r e o n The link is, (p a t r e o n . com / servantambrosius), minus the spaces. That story will be updated once a week and patrons will be able to read chapters a week in advance along with other patreon exclusive content such as the Authorities that I have come up with and are considering for the main character.
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"Tch, these shitty devils really are something else." comments Ajax as he crouches next to the corpse of a devil and proceeds to poke it with the butt of his Gae Bolg
"What do you mean?" asks Alexander as he looks at his friend questioningly. Currently it is just the two of them helping cleaning the streets of the dead bodies while Aatrox has gone to find if they had any casualties.
"They sent a pretty boy who's probably never been in a fight once in his life to the battle field." clarifies Ajax. "I mean, look at his flabby arms." he says as he pokes the devil's slim arms. "Even if his specialty is magic, he should at least be more toned than this. Compared to you, Alexander, he's really skinny." says the young warrior as he stands back up.
"Well, according to Lord Ambrosius and Queen Azula, demons don't really make use of their potential for physical combat. They prefer to make use of their magic and bloodline abilities." explains Alexander with a shrug.
"In other words they're a bunch of lazy asses and idiots." paraphrases Ajax.
"Not exactly how I would put it, but basically yes." agrees Alexander with a nod. "Although I do have a theory that it is because of their long life spans that causes them to be like this." he adds.
"That's not an excuse." refutes Ajax with a shake of his head. "I mean, look at The Four. They're the most powerful beings in this entire universe and they still train."
"The devils are also currently in the middle of a War, that should give them the urgency to be the best that they can be. Especially since the angels and fallen have an advantage over them because of their holy light." adds Aatrox as he approaches from behind the two, his spear held lightly in his hand while resting on his shoulder.
"How many did we lose?" asks Alexander as he and Ajax look at Aatrox with a carefree expression on their faces despite the grim nature of the topic.
"Zero." replies Aatrox with a wide grin, causing his friends to return his grin. While death might be a morbid affair in other cultures, to them it almost means nothing. To them death is nothing but the next step in one's journey. If you served Lord Ambrosius faithfully in life then once you die you will simply ascend to Heaven, a realm where you will lack for nothing. If you were a warrior then you would ascend to Valhalla, a realm where you will not only want for nothing, but will also be able to face the greatest warriors in battle without the fear of losing anything. And while the two realms are different, one can traverse between them to visit friends and family members who have died
"From what I was able to find, the dome protected everyone from magical attacks while any devil that made it within the city was killed before they could even do anything." explains Aatrox as he dismisses his spear.
"Heh, of course we have no casualties. We're Edenians, the chosen people of Lord Ambrosius, there's now way that we would die to some devils. Especially not to some weak ones like these." arrogantly boasts Ajax as he kicks the corpse of the devil at his feet, earning sighs of exasperation from his friends.
"I see that your first official battle has not subdued you at all, good. We're going to be putting that energetic attitude of yours to use." comments a lazy voice from besides the group. Startled by the newcomer and still feeling the high of battle, Aatrox and Ajax summon their spears and proceed to attempt to stab the owner of the voice. "Oi, calm down." orders the voice as the owner casually dodges both of the attacks. Recognising the voice and its owner, the duo immediately dismiss their weapons.
"Sorry about that, Captain Enyo." apologises Aatrox as he sheepishly rubs the back of his head.
"Don't worry about it." dismisses Captain Enyo, the leader of this ragtag group of warriors. Unlike her subordinates who are all around six feet tall and sixteen, Enyo stands at four feet six inches and is already in her late twenties. She is a beautiful woman with blond hair that is cut short on the sides while the middle is tied into a warrior's braid, she has glowing blue eyes, a scar on her left cheek that adds to her charm as opposed to detract, and despite lacking in the breast department many of the men on the island would not mind giving up an arm just to spend a night with her. She wears a full black bodysuit with golden lines that accentuates her curves and toned muscles, high heeled boots that give her three extra inches in height, and a white cloak with a furred hood that hangs on her shoulders.
"So Captain, do we finally have a mission?!" excitedly asks Ajax.
"Yes. Our squad, along with assault squads seven, six, eight, and nine, will be going to the Underworld to begin Edenia's counter assault before returning to Earth where we'll join the other squads in hunting down devils on Earth." replies Enyo.
"Why would we go to the Underworld to attack just to come back here and play defensive?" questions Ajax.
"Because this entire war is a message and a test." answers Alexander before Enyo can, earning a raised eyebrow from the captain. "Ahhh, sorry about that." apologises Alexander.
"Don't worry about it kiddo, you're just saving me from having to explain it to this dimwit." says Enyo with a wave of her hand.
"Right. As I was saying, this war is a test for us Edenians while also being a message to the supernatural world that our faction exists and will be protecting humanity from now on. The reason why we're going to the Underworld and coming back after one attack is to show the devils that their belief of being safe in the Underworld could not be further from the truth. It's to show them that we can come to their home and kill them all whenever we want and there's nothing that they can do to stop us." explains Alexander.
"That's right. That means that for the duration of this war, Lord Ambrosius will be fighting as an Edenian as opposed to a God, while Queen Scáthach and Queen Morgan will be fighting as humans." adds Enyo.
"What of Queen Azula?" asks Alexander. From what he can remember, Queen Azula has been spending more and more time as a devil lately as opposed to as a God. He would not be surprised if she participated in the war as a devil. In fact, he would be surprised if she didn't since one of her favorite tactics in combat is to mess with her opponent's mentality.
"She will be fighting as a Pureblood Devil." confirms Enyo, earning chuckles out of her subordinates who honestly expected that to happen. They can already imagine the disarray in the devil's forces once they realise that a Pureblood Devil of all beings is massacring them. Especially since that devil is married to an 'Edenian mortal' of all people.
"All right, enough chatter. We have a Pillar to wipe out." says Enyo with a clap as she leads her underlings towards the castle where they will take a teleportation portal to Baarbas, the capital city of the Marbas Clan, Pillar 5 out of the 72 led by Hadad Marbas, Great President of the Underworld governing thirty-six legions of demons.
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Baarbas, Underworld
Capital City of the territory of the Marbas Clan
~790
The Underworld, also known as the Netherworld, is a dimension separate from Earth and the home of the Devils and Fallen Angels, and by extension the Gods of Hell. It is roughly the same size as the Human world, but with a much larger landmass, as there are no oceans just lakes. The sky is a perpetual purple during both the day and night with no moon or stars in it. Currently it is split into two main regions, The Devil's Region and The Fallen Angel's region.
Within The Devil's Region of the Underworld lies countless cities. One of the biggest is Baarbas, a bustling metropolis within the territory of the Marbas Clan and home of both its main branch and any branch family that once originated from them. In terms of size, the city is about twice as big as Edenia with it split into many sections based on what family lives there and what that familie's specialty is. The main, and biggest, section of the city belongs to the Marbas Clan of the 72 Pillars, the fifth most powerful clan out of the 72. They are a Clan of monster tamers, having tamed all sorts of monsters ranging from minotaurs, lamias, harpies, krakens, and even dragons.
In addition to being monster tamers, the Marbas Clan is also one of the most militarised clans out of the 72 Pillars with their warriors being trained in diverse forms of combat ranging from magic, weaponry, and even hand-to-hand combat. While some of their peers find their use of hand-to-hand combat to be disdainful, none will argue that they are quite powerful.
On this day, high above the city, a long crack forms in the sky, drawing the attention of all of the city;s residents. With the sound of a thunderclap, the crack opens up to form a portal that expels four beings riding a three horse chariot that seems to travel upon a lightning. Sensing danger, the city's forces immediately take up defensive maneuvers while a group of fifty warriors mount their dragons and take to the sky.
"Only dragon riders, we're being held in such low regard." comments Aatrox as he dismisses his chariot, causing the group to begin to fall. Alexander and Enyo quickly catch themselves and begin to float. "Sending only fifty, I'm offended!" exclaims the young warrior as he and Ajax rocket off towards their opponents with a sonic boom.
Once they are fifty meters away from the devils, Ajax arches his back as if drawing a bow and hurls his spear towards the ground with all his might while calling out its name. With the curse invoked, the spear distorts space to create a 'tapestry of action' that splits into numerous spearheads that pours down over the enemy, killing all fifty of the dragon riders along with their steeds.
"Dammit Ajax, that was all of them." complains Aatrox as he continues to fall towards the city.
"Not my fault that you're a slowpoke." replies Ajax with a grin as he calls the spear back to him and follows Aatrox. "Besides, another group of them is coming right up." he comments as they see one hundred of them taking to the air. This time with a mix of chimeras and dragons.
Before the two can even reach the enemy, the hear Alexander chant "Rain of Light: Machia Hecatia Graea'' sending a volley of countless beams of light, each with an A rank power of attack, rapidly firing at the approaching devils, killing the entire group while also destroying anything within a fifty mile radius.
"Alexander!" whines Aatrox and Ajax as they see their enemies wiped out before they can even reach them. Seconds later a massive lightning bolt strikes the city and destroys everything but the main section where the main branch of the Marbas Clan resides, causing the duo to glare at Enyo as they land on the scorched and destroyed ground. With a scowl on their faces they make their way to Marbas Castle, home of Hadad Marbas and his family. That night the entire Marbas Clan save for Hadad Marbas, who was absent at the time of the attack, is wiped out. The only thing left of the city is the castle which has an unknown rune painted on its gates along with the words 'Edenia Remembers' as a warning.
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AN: Here's the chapter and the beginning of the Malphas family's faction joining the war with a bang (I really need a name for their faction. Suggestions are welcomed, although some of you guys suck at naming as much as I do). As usual, tell me what you guys think.
Also the second chapter of my Campione fic is published. The name of it is The Godslaying Pharaoh. The third chapter is already available on my p a t r e o n The link is, (p a t r e o n . com / servantambrosius), minus the spaces. That story will be updated once a week and patrons will be able to read chapters a week in advance along with other patreon exclusive content such as the Authorities that I have come up with and are considering for the main character.
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Some interludes would be really good around now I'd reckon.
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R.I.P devils, sounds like most of them got 1-shot
AldariSiradla
Knight of the Fountain Pen
One must clench their butts...
When a people...
Or a society...
Would write on the walls...
With maybe the blood of your idiots...
"_______ Remembers"
Yup!
A generational message...
That will never lose potency.
When a people...
Or a society...
Would write on the walls...
With maybe the blood of your idiots...
"_______ Remembers"
Yup!
A generational message...
That will never lose potency.
Interlude: Edenia's Decleration of War
Lucifaad, Underworld
Capital City of The Devil's Region
~490 AD, Same Time as the Devil Attack on Edenia
Lucifaad, the capital of the Devil's Region of the Underworld, is a sprawling metropolis that is easily bigger than New York state. Within it one can find a slew of buildings that are important to Devil society, such as the Amphitheater, the castles of all four satans, and a set of ruins that hide a secret known to only a very select few. The city is ruled over by none other than Lucifer himself, it is where he, his fellow satans and their families live, where the meeting between young Devils is held, and even where all strategic meetings for the Great War are held.
In the center of the city, within the largest building and Lucifer's castle, a meeting between the leaders of the Underworld is currently taking place. Inside the room one can find the heads of all 72 Pillars, the leaders of the Six Houses of Lucifer, and the Four Satans themselves. They sit in a darkly lit room, around a long rectangular table with their positions denoting their status.
At the head of the table one can find the Four Satans seated on a throne each with three of the four being of the same size as each other but smaller than one of the middle thrones. Seated on the biggest throne is a man that can only be described as beautiful. He stands at six feet tall with golden hair that cascades down to his shoulders as if it is liquid gold, glowing red eyes that look like rubies, and a beautiful face who's only competition would be the Malphas family should they allow their full beauty to shine through. He wears a crimson robe that reaches down to his knees with slim back pants and shoes.
Sitting to Lucifer's right is a plain man who stands about as tall as Lucifer with long brown hair covering the entire left side of his face, light brown eyes, and a face that looks at everything with an uninterested expression. He wears a long cloak that completely covers his body and has a furred collar to it. This man is none other than Beelzebub.
To Lucifer's left is Leviathan. She is a beautiful woman who stands a few inches shorter than Lucifer at five feet nine inches with long black hair, brown skin of the same complexion as Ambrosius, and glowing violet eyes. She wears a sleeveless royal purple dress with cleavage that exposes part of her big breasts, high slits, and white gloves that cover her arm up to her biceps. She also wears a short black mini skirt that leaves much to the imagination, and knee high heels.
The final member of the Four Satans is Asmodeus, a man who is around Leviathan's height with very pale skin, pointed elf-like ears, violet eyes, and black hair tied into a ponytail. He wears an all black attire with a red belt and purple cape.
After the Four Satans comes the Six Houses of Lucifer, also known as Lucifer Six, consisting of the Extra Demon Houses Lucifuge, Satanachia, Agaliarept, Fleurety, Sargatanas, and Nebiros. They serve the House Lucifer directly and only House Lucifer. They cannot be ordered by any of the other Satans nor the 72 Pillars. Because of this, they are called the Six Houses of Lucifer, and while not directly a Royal bloodline, as the Satan Clans are called, they are respected by the other three because of the direct connection to the Lucifer bloodline are even counted to be part of the Lucifer Clan by other Devils. Their status is considered above the Houses of the 72 Pillar Devils.
After the Lucifer Six are the Houses of the 72 Pillar Devils. In order from the most powerful overall to the least powerful, they are Bael, Agares, Vassago, Gamigin, Marbas, Valefor, Amon, Barbatos, Paimon, Buer, Gusion, Sitri, Beleth, Leraje, Eligos, Zepar, Botis, Bathin, Sallos, Purson, Marax, Ipos, Aim, Naberius, Glasya-Labolas, Buné, Ronové, Berith, Astaroth, Forneus, Foras, Asmoday, Gäap, Furfur, Marchosias, Stolas, Phenex, Halphas, Malphas, Raim, Focalor, Vepar, Sabnock, Shax, Viné, Bifrons, Uvall, Häagenti, Crocell, Furcas, Balam, Alocer, Caim, Murmur, Orobas, Gremory, Ose, Amy, Oriax, Vapula, Zagan, Valac, Andras, Flauros, Andrealphus, Cimerius, Amduscias, Belial, Decarabia, Seere, Dantalion, and finally Andromalius.
Out of the 72 Pillars however, ten of them have become extinct over the course of the Great War against the Fallen and the Angels. They are Andromalius, Seere, Decarabia, Amduscias, Cimerius, Flauros, Andras, Vagan, Amy, and Ose.
"I call this meeting to order. Lord Lucifuge, report." commands Lucifer once all members have been seated. Per Lucifer's order, Lord Lucifuge, a handsome middle aged man with silver hair and blue eyes wearing a knight's armor, stands up.
"As of a few months ago, our forces have made significant progress on Earth. The influence of the man and his church have been wiped completely from the Kingdom of Francia, the Visigothic Kingdom, most of the areas surrounding those Kingdoms, and half of Britain." reports Lord Lucifuge with a calm and stoic tone. His report visibly uplifts the previous calm mood of the room as most of the Devils begin to radiate an aura of pride at having uprooted the influence of God and his church from the majority of what will eventually come to be known as Europe.
Since Devils have a distinct disadvantage when faced against God, his Angels, and the Fallen, they are forced to use their cunning minds. Most of their strategies revolve around removing God's influence from an area by whatever means necessary and pitting the Angels against their Fallen brethrens. They also tend to turn humanity against the Angels, something which is far easier than one would think. It's surprising what humans are willing to do for simple things like riches, land, power, and sex. Naturally all of those favors come with a price. Sometimes it will be a simple job like burning a church and killing the priests, and other times it will be something expensive like their souls. Contrary to popular beliefs, Devils don't take human souls because they love torturing them but rather due to the boosts in power they give. The boost is nothing spectacular, like turning a Low Class to a High Class immediately, but it does provide enough that it eventually accumulates.
"Is there a particular reason why we have only been successful with half of Britain?" questions Lucifer.
"Yes my Lord. The northern half of the island is ruled over by a man named King Arthur and his Knights of the Round. He is a powerful King who can easily face an Ultimate Class Devil on his own." explains Lord Lucifuge, shocking every single Devil in the room except for the Four Satans. "In addition to his own prowess, he possesses a holy sword more powerful than any that has ever been seen before, Excalibur. He is allied with a powerful incubus/human magician capable of defeating Ultimate Class Devils, and every one of Knights is powerful enough to face a High Class Devil without their holy swords." he adds, further disturbing the Devils present.
"I see." comments Lucifer as he leans his head on his fist while his elbow rests on one of the arms of his throne.
"Is there anything else that we know about this King Arthur?" asks Leviathan. "Is he married, if so to whom? How is his marriage? Are his Knights loyal? How do the people feel about him?" she questions.
"Looking for another powerful man to seduce, Leviathan?" questions Asmodeus with a sneer.
"Hardly. I have no interest in holy men, nor anyone weaker than me." responds the female Satan as he sideyes her fellow Satan with a look of absolute disdain before looking back at Lord Lucifuge, giving him the order to continue.
"Unfortunately Lady Leviathan, the people love him, his Knights are extremely loyal, and his marriage is doing just fine. It is interesting to note however, that his sister Morgan le Fay, a magician easily on par with the incubus, holds a burning hatred for him, his knight Lancelot seems to be very interested in his wife Guinevere, and he possess a bastard son that he does not even know exists." replies Lord Lucifuge.
"In other words, we have the ingredients to create a powder keg. We just need to play our cards correctly and more carefully." says Leviathan.
"Is there anything else to report?" questions Lucifer.
"Yes. An island with a heavy magical aura was found off the coast of Britain. There are no records of the island anywhere and it seems that it is protected by a boundary that is slowly falling apart hence why we were able to locate it." says Lord Lucifuge.
Before Lord Lucifuge can continue his report the ceiling explodes as a body crashes into the room and destroys the table, prompting all of the occupants to go into high alert and prepare for battle. As the dust clears however, the Devils are able to finally lay their eyes on the body and recognise the Devil as Otius Malphas, son of Calan Malphas and heir to House Malphas. Recognising his son, Calan Malphas springs to his side while taking summoning a glass vial containing a red liquid that he spent a good fortune on, Phoenix Tears. Opening the vial, he pours the liquid on the most severe injury, a stab through the chest. Despite his efforts however the Phoenix Tears have no effect besides waking his son from his unconsciousness, causing Calan to turn to a handsome blond haired man with rage filled eyes.
"You sold me fake tears?!" questions Calan with a roar.
"Of course not." replies the man, Lord Phenex, with an offended expression on his face.
Before Calan can continue to rage at Lord Phenex, his son grabs his hand tightly, causing him to turn his attention back to Otius.
"Father…" begins Otius with a cough that spits out blood.
"Do not speak, son. Save your strength for when you are better." orders Calan.
"B-b-beware of t-t-the demons of E-e-e-e-edenia." stutters Otius with another cough and a shiver before his body goes limp and he takes his final breath.
As Otius' warning fills the room, Lucifer looks at Lord Lucifuge with a questioning look.
"What was his assignment?" asks Lucifer with a voice devoid of emotion.
"He was the leader of the scouting party to the unknown island. His cunning mind, calm demeanor, fearlessness and power as a mid Ultimate Class Devil made him the perfect candidate." replies Lord Lucifuge.
"Fearlessness? He could not even say Edenia with fear invading his entire being." comments Asmodeus with a scoff.
"He has a hole through his chests." refutes Beelzebub.
"Asmodeus is right, for once. That last shiver was due to absolute fear and terror along with relief." says Leviathan.
"Relief for what?" asks Lord Marbas, a middle aged man with a hardened face, black eyes and even darker hair. He wears a formal grey tunic with slim black pants and shoes, black gloves cover his hands, and cane that he does not need for walking is held firmly in his hands.
"Relief to finally be able to die." answers Lucifer, bringing an ominous atmosphere to the already solemn room. As silence falls the bright light of a teleportation circle appears in the room and teleports in a crystal ball the size of a basketball. Already being on high alert, the Devils in the room warily stare at the crystal as it glows and begins to play a holographic recording of a man as handsome as Lucifer with brown skin, glowing red eyes with slitted pupils, and long silver hair tied into a topknot.
"To the Devils of the Underworld, I am Lord Ambrosius Malphas, Emperor of the Edenian Empire, the island that you sent your scouting party to. We have no previous enmity with one another until you attacked us. And while we did not suffer any casualty, any slight against our people is repaid at least two fold. As such, five of your Pillars have been chosen to be completely wiped out." says the man, Ambrosius Malphas, as the crystal ball showcases five more holographs, each with a different Pillar capital. "The houses of Marbas, Valefor, Buer, Marax, and Malphas will pay the consequences of your attack." explains the man as the images of the capitals turn into videos of them being wiped out, each one by a single squad of four warriors. "We have also learned of your plans for humanity and have decided that such plans cannot be allowed to be realised. As such we have decided to turn our eyes onto you with the intent of wiping out any Devil found to be terrorising humanity. Before we completely wipe out all Devils on Earth however, we give you one week to remove your forces. This will be your first and only warning." says Ambrosius before the crystal ball stops showing the videos and proceeds to disintegrate into nothingness.
As the message of Ambrosius sinks in, the aura of every Devil in the room explodes as they make their rage known to the Underworld. As a result the castle is completely destroyed and Lucifaad is plunged into a moment of terror as the power of seventy two Ultimate Class, and higher, Devils completely envelops the city and a good part of the territory of the Lucifer Clan.
"These humans anger me more and more every single day." says Lucifer through gritted teeth before turning to Leviathan. "Take your forces along with the heads of House Marbas, Valefor, Buer, Marax, and Malphas, and take care of these Edenians. I do not care if you wipe them all out, enslave them, or sink the island, as long as every single one of them is no longer a threat by this time next week." orders Lucifer, causing Leviathan to cruelly grin.
To the Devils it is only a matter of time before the Edenian Empire is wiped from the face of the Earth, but little do they know that so far they have played perfectly into Edenia's hands. By this time next month however, not only will the five more Pillars be extinct, but the Devils will also be missing a Satan.
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AN: Here's the chapter and the beginning of the Malphas family's faction joining the war with a bang (I really need a name for their faction. Suggestions are welcomed, although some of you guys suck at naming as much as I do). As usual, tell me what you guys think.
Also the second chapter of my Campione fic is published. The name of it is The Godslaying Pharaoh. The third chapter is already available on my p a t r e o n The link is, (p a t r e o n . com / servantambrosius), minus the spaces. That story will be updated once a week and patrons will be able to read chapters a week in advance along with other patreon exclusive content such as the Authorities that I have come up with and are considering for the main character.
Capital City of The Devil's Region
~490 AD, Same Time as the Devil Attack on Edenia
Lucifaad, the capital of the Devil's Region of the Underworld, is a sprawling metropolis that is easily bigger than New York state. Within it one can find a slew of buildings that are important to Devil society, such as the Amphitheater, the castles of all four satans, and a set of ruins that hide a secret known to only a very select few. The city is ruled over by none other than Lucifer himself, it is where he, his fellow satans and their families live, where the meeting between young Devils is held, and even where all strategic meetings for the Great War are held.
In the center of the city, within the largest building and Lucifer's castle, a meeting between the leaders of the Underworld is currently taking place. Inside the room one can find the heads of all 72 Pillars, the leaders of the Six Houses of Lucifer, and the Four Satans themselves. They sit in a darkly lit room, around a long rectangular table with their positions denoting their status.
At the head of the table one can find the Four Satans seated on a throne each with three of the four being of the same size as each other but smaller than one of the middle thrones. Seated on the biggest throne is a man that can only be described as beautiful. He stands at six feet tall with golden hair that cascades down to his shoulders as if it is liquid gold, glowing red eyes that look like rubies, and a beautiful face who's only competition would be the Malphas family should they allow their full beauty to shine through. He wears a crimson robe that reaches down to his knees with slim back pants and shoes.
Sitting to Lucifer's right is a plain man who stands about as tall as Lucifer with long brown hair covering the entire left side of his face, light brown eyes, and a face that looks at everything with an uninterested expression. He wears a long cloak that completely covers his body and has a furred collar to it. This man is none other than Beelzebub.
To Lucifer's left is Leviathan. She is a beautiful woman who stands a few inches shorter than Lucifer at five feet nine inches with long black hair, brown skin of the same complexion as Ambrosius, and glowing violet eyes. She wears a sleeveless royal purple dress with cleavage that exposes part of her big breasts, high slits, and white gloves that cover her arm up to her biceps. She also wears a short black mini skirt that leaves much to the imagination, and knee high heels.
The final member of the Four Satans is Asmodeus, a man who is around Leviathan's height with very pale skin, pointed elf-like ears, violet eyes, and black hair tied into a ponytail. He wears an all black attire with a red belt and purple cape.
After the Four Satans comes the Six Houses of Lucifer, also known as Lucifer Six, consisting of the Extra Demon Houses Lucifuge, Satanachia, Agaliarept, Fleurety, Sargatanas, and Nebiros. They serve the House Lucifer directly and only House Lucifer. They cannot be ordered by any of the other Satans nor the 72 Pillars. Because of this, they are called the Six Houses of Lucifer, and while not directly a Royal bloodline, as the Satan Clans are called, they are respected by the other three because of the direct connection to the Lucifer bloodline are even counted to be part of the Lucifer Clan by other Devils. Their status is considered above the Houses of the 72 Pillar Devils.
After the Lucifer Six are the Houses of the 72 Pillar Devils. In order from the most powerful overall to the least powerful, they are Bael, Agares, Vassago, Gamigin, Marbas, Valefor, Amon, Barbatos, Paimon, Buer, Gusion, Sitri, Beleth, Leraje, Eligos, Zepar, Botis, Bathin, Sallos, Purson, Marax, Ipos, Aim, Naberius, Glasya-Labolas, Buné, Ronové, Berith, Astaroth, Forneus, Foras, Asmoday, Gäap, Furfur, Marchosias, Stolas, Phenex, Halphas, Malphas, Raim, Focalor, Vepar, Sabnock, Shax, Viné, Bifrons, Uvall, Häagenti, Crocell, Furcas, Balam, Alocer, Caim, Murmur, Orobas, Gremory, Ose, Amy, Oriax, Vapula, Zagan, Valac, Andras, Flauros, Andrealphus, Cimerius, Amduscias, Belial, Decarabia, Seere, Dantalion, and finally Andromalius.
Out of the 72 Pillars however, ten of them have become extinct over the course of the Great War against the Fallen and the Angels. They are Andromalius, Seere, Decarabia, Amduscias, Cimerius, Flauros, Andras, Vagan, Amy, and Ose.
"I call this meeting to order. Lord Lucifuge, report." commands Lucifer once all members have been seated. Per Lucifer's order, Lord Lucifuge, a handsome middle aged man with silver hair and blue eyes wearing a knight's armor, stands up.
"As of a few months ago, our forces have made significant progress on Earth. The influence of the man and his church have been wiped completely from the Kingdom of Francia, the Visigothic Kingdom, most of the areas surrounding those Kingdoms, and half of Britain." reports Lord Lucifuge with a calm and stoic tone. His report visibly uplifts the previous calm mood of the room as most of the Devils begin to radiate an aura of pride at having uprooted the influence of God and his church from the majority of what will eventually come to be known as Europe.
Since Devils have a distinct disadvantage when faced against God, his Angels, and the Fallen, they are forced to use their cunning minds. Most of their strategies revolve around removing God's influence from an area by whatever means necessary and pitting the Angels against their Fallen brethrens. They also tend to turn humanity against the Angels, something which is far easier than one would think. It's surprising what humans are willing to do for simple things like riches, land, power, and sex. Naturally all of those favors come with a price. Sometimes it will be a simple job like burning a church and killing the priests, and other times it will be something expensive like their souls. Contrary to popular beliefs, Devils don't take human souls because they love torturing them but rather due to the boosts in power they give. The boost is nothing spectacular, like turning a Low Class to a High Class immediately, but it does provide enough that it eventually accumulates.
"Is there a particular reason why we have only been successful with half of Britain?" questions Lucifer.
"Yes my Lord. The northern half of the island is ruled over by a man named King Arthur and his Knights of the Round. He is a powerful King who can easily face an Ultimate Class Devil on his own." explains Lord Lucifuge, shocking every single Devil in the room except for the Four Satans. "In addition to his own prowess, he possesses a holy sword more powerful than any that has ever been seen before, Excalibur. He is allied with a powerful incubus/human magician capable of defeating Ultimate Class Devils, and every one of Knights is powerful enough to face a High Class Devil without their holy swords." he adds, further disturbing the Devils present.
"I see." comments Lucifer as he leans his head on his fist while his elbow rests on one of the arms of his throne.
"Is there anything else that we know about this King Arthur?" asks Leviathan. "Is he married, if so to whom? How is his marriage? Are his Knights loyal? How do the people feel about him?" she questions.
"Looking for another powerful man to seduce, Leviathan?" questions Asmodeus with a sneer.
"Hardly. I have no interest in holy men, nor anyone weaker than me." responds the female Satan as he sideyes her fellow Satan with a look of absolute disdain before looking back at Lord Lucifuge, giving him the order to continue.
"Unfortunately Lady Leviathan, the people love him, his Knights are extremely loyal, and his marriage is doing just fine. It is interesting to note however, that his sister Morgan le Fay, a magician easily on par with the incubus, holds a burning hatred for him, his knight Lancelot seems to be very interested in his wife Guinevere, and he possess a bastard son that he does not even know exists." replies Lord Lucifuge.
"In other words, we have the ingredients to create a powder keg. We just need to play our cards correctly and more carefully." says Leviathan.
"Is there anything else to report?" questions Lucifer.
"Yes. An island with a heavy magical aura was found off the coast of Britain. There are no records of the island anywhere and it seems that it is protected by a boundary that is slowly falling apart hence why we were able to locate it." says Lord Lucifuge.
Before Lord Lucifuge can continue his report the ceiling explodes as a body crashes into the room and destroys the table, prompting all of the occupants to go into high alert and prepare for battle. As the dust clears however, the Devils are able to finally lay their eyes on the body and recognise the Devil as Otius Malphas, son of Calan Malphas and heir to House Malphas. Recognising his son, Calan Malphas springs to his side while taking summoning a glass vial containing a red liquid that he spent a good fortune on, Phoenix Tears. Opening the vial, he pours the liquid on the most severe injury, a stab through the chest. Despite his efforts however the Phoenix Tears have no effect besides waking his son from his unconsciousness, causing Calan to turn to a handsome blond haired man with rage filled eyes.
"You sold me fake tears?!" questions Calan with a roar.
"Of course not." replies the man, Lord Phenex, with an offended expression on his face.
Before Calan can continue to rage at Lord Phenex, his son grabs his hand tightly, causing him to turn his attention back to Otius.
"Father…" begins Otius with a cough that spits out blood.
"Do not speak, son. Save your strength for when you are better." orders Calan.
"B-b-beware of t-t-the demons of E-e-e-e-edenia." stutters Otius with another cough and a shiver before his body goes limp and he takes his final breath.
As Otius' warning fills the room, Lucifer looks at Lord Lucifuge with a questioning look.
"What was his assignment?" asks Lucifer with a voice devoid of emotion.
"He was the leader of the scouting party to the unknown island. His cunning mind, calm demeanor, fearlessness and power as a mid Ultimate Class Devil made him the perfect candidate." replies Lord Lucifuge.
"Fearlessness? He could not even say Edenia with fear invading his entire being." comments Asmodeus with a scoff.
"He has a hole through his chests." refutes Beelzebub.
"Asmodeus is right, for once. That last shiver was due to absolute fear and terror along with relief." says Leviathan.
"Relief for what?" asks Lord Marbas, a middle aged man with a hardened face, black eyes and even darker hair. He wears a formal grey tunic with slim black pants and shoes, black gloves cover his hands, and cane that he does not need for walking is held firmly in his hands.
"Relief to finally be able to die." answers Lucifer, bringing an ominous atmosphere to the already solemn room. As silence falls the bright light of a teleportation circle appears in the room and teleports in a crystal ball the size of a basketball. Already being on high alert, the Devils in the room warily stare at the crystal as it glows and begins to play a holographic recording of a man as handsome as Lucifer with brown skin, glowing red eyes with slitted pupils, and long silver hair tied into a topknot.
"To the Devils of the Underworld, I am Lord Ambrosius Malphas, Emperor of the Edenian Empire, the island that you sent your scouting party to. We have no previous enmity with one another until you attacked us. And while we did not suffer any casualty, any slight against our people is repaid at least two fold. As such, five of your Pillars have been chosen to be completely wiped out." says the man, Ambrosius Malphas, as the crystal ball showcases five more holographs, each with a different Pillar capital. "The houses of Marbas, Valefor, Buer, Marax, and Malphas will pay the consequences of your attack." explains the man as the images of the capitals turn into videos of them being wiped out, each one by a single squad of four warriors. "We have also learned of your plans for humanity and have decided that such plans cannot be allowed to be realised. As such we have decided to turn our eyes onto you with the intent of wiping out any Devil found to be terrorising humanity. Before we completely wipe out all Devils on Earth however, we give you one week to remove your forces. This will be your first and only warning." says Ambrosius before the crystal ball stops showing the videos and proceeds to disintegrate into nothingness.
As the message of Ambrosius sinks in, the aura of every Devil in the room explodes as they make their rage known to the Underworld. As a result the castle is completely destroyed and Lucifaad is plunged into a moment of terror as the power of seventy two Ultimate Class, and higher, Devils completely envelops the city and a good part of the territory of the Lucifer Clan.
"These humans anger me more and more every single day." says Lucifer through gritted teeth before turning to Leviathan. "Take your forces along with the heads of House Marbas, Valefor, Buer, Marax, and Malphas, and take care of these Edenians. I do not care if you wipe them all out, enslave them, or sink the island, as long as every single one of them is no longer a threat by this time next week." orders Lucifer, causing Leviathan to cruelly grin.
To the Devils it is only a matter of time before the Edenian Empire is wiped from the face of the Earth, but little do they know that so far they have played perfectly into Edenia's hands. By this time next month however, not only will the five more Pillars be extinct, but the Devils will also be missing a Satan.
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AN: Here's the chapter and the beginning of the Malphas family's faction joining the war with a bang (I really need a name for their faction. Suggestions are welcomed, although some of you guys suck at naming as much as I do). As usual, tell me what you guys think.
Also the second chapter of my Campione fic is published. The name of it is The Godslaying Pharaoh. The third chapter is already available on my p a t r e o n The link is, (p a t r e o n . com / servantambrosius), minus the spaces. That story will be updated once a week and patrons will be able to read chapters a week in advance along with other patreon exclusive content such as the Authorities that I have come up with and are considering for the main character.
- Location
- UK
Mmm... This one seems to be a bit lacking compared to your previous chapters I have to say. It was also pretty 'info dumpy' like that massive list of names I'm not going to remember. Were they necessary?
Most of them were necessary to put there since we'll be seeing the mortal Edenians face off against them
- Location
- UK
Sure, but will they be recurring characters? Or just appear in one fight to get stomped? If it's the latter, I would have reckoned a small mention at the time would suffice.
A mix of both
Mother of Edenia
Edenia
~490 AD
While the Devils are currently preparing for an assault on Edenia, the Edenians themselves are currently in a very festive mood. Music fills the air as a group of musicians play while using their magic to amplify the sound throughout the city, children happily running and playing with one another while the adults mingle amongst themselves, some casually conversing, others joking and laughing, and others competing against one another with competitive smiles on their faces. In addition one can find many decorations in the form of paintings, figurines and banners of The Four, the Edenian Warriors, and even some of the Knights of the Round. Magical lights fill the air, illuminating the evening while also giving off a feeling of calmness, and countless stalls of various purposes crowded the streets. Stalls of food, games for children and adults alike, various competitions ranging from drinking, fighting and even puzzle solving.
Had someone told a stranger that these people had just repelled an assault from hundreds of devils the stranger would accuse that person of lying. After all, there are absolutely no signs of an attack having taken place. The streets are clean and devoid of anything that might remain after a battle, such as blood or ripped clothing. The buildings are in perfect condition as if they have only been completely recently, they have no broken parts, no bloodstains, no cracks, and even the paint on them are in perfect condition. The people do not seem to be mourning, apprehensive, or even cautious. In fact, one can see that they are happy, cheerful, and even carefree. They do not have the look of a people who fear to be attacked but rather of one whose lives are perfect with no worries.
While this festive mood is quite the opposite of what people usually feel after having been attacked and brought into a war, the people of Edenia feel this way for a few simple reasons. The first is because they have fought their first battle against one of the most superior species in this universe and have come out victorious with no casualties. They have shown their King that they are worthy of being his chosen, that his efforts to make their lives as good as possible was not in vain, that the power that he has given them is not wasted on them, and that their vow to follow him to any battlefield were not mere words.
The second reason for the festive mood is because of the war. Despite having only followed Ambrosius for thirty years, the people of Edenia have fully embraced the warrior culture of The Four. They relish a good battle and value martial strength quite a lot, to them there is no greater honor than to ascend to Valhalla. Contrary to what many would say however, they are not warmongers and do not enjoy war itself. In fact they would not mind if they never one fought in a war and merely faced their opponents in nondeadly forms of combat. However, that does not stop them from celebrating their first war simply because it will be their grand entrance to the world. This will be their announcement to the world of their existence and their power, it will show the world that they are the greatest warriors that will ever exist in this universe and that their Lord is the greatest god in all of existence, and even if they die in this war they will simply ascend to Valhalla where they will have the choice to stay in the heavenly realm forever or stay on standby for the day when their King has need of their services. A win-win situation as far as they are concerned.
The final reason for the festivities is as simple as the first two, Queen Sindel has arrived in Edenia and will be participating in the war.
While the Edenians love and worship every member of the Malphas family, there are only two beings that they are absolutely loyal to and revere above everyone else, King Ambrosius and Queen Sindel. The reason for their loyalty to King Ambrosius is easy for anyone to understand, he is their King, their father, their God, and the leader of the pantheon that has essentially delivered paradise to them. As such, none can ever compare to him in the eyes of the Edenians.
While Ambrosius is seen as the father of the Edenians, Sindel is seen as their mother. It was from her blood that Ambrosius created the first New Edenian genome prototype before he added his own Edenian blood. As such the title of Mother of Edenia is firmly and easily given to her. Not only do they know that her blood started it all, but they also know of her story as the Queen of the original Edenians. They know of her sacrifice in order to save her people, they know that despite her sacrifice she failed. Yet, despite her failure the New Edenians cannot help but admire her. She is strong, resilient, cunning, and willing to do anything for the sake of her people.
Currently, in front of a food stall, one can find Ambrosius and Sindel conversing with a beautiful middle aged woman of around forty years old. She is a bit shorter than the average Edenian height which is five feet six inches while she herself stands at five feet three inches. She possesses glowing hazel eyes, golden blond hair, and alluring mature face with only a few wrinkles. Despite her seemingly young age however, this woman is actually around seventy years old. She was present for the Descent of The Four but has not aged much due to the fact that Morgan has enchanted the island so that the age of its inhabitants would slow down. After becoming an Edenian some of her aging has regressed to her current looks.
"So where are those troublemakers of yours?" she asks Ambrosius while looking around the street for any sign of his children. As a member of Edenia since before the construction of the city, she is quite familiar with Ambrosius to the point of being able to comfortably call his children for what they truly are, a bunch of troublemakers.
"They blew up the left wing of the castle over a gallon of wine, as such they are grounded." replies Ambrosius.
"Ahhh, that was them. I was wondering whether it was an experiment gone wrong or just your children being themselves." she answers with a chuckle before turning to Sindel. "So when do you plan on having children?" she wonders, shocking the Queen.
"Excuse me?" asks a confused Sindel.
"Children. When are you getting yourself some, and I'm not talking about Kitana. I mean when are you getting some with him." explains the lady as she points at Ambrosius, causing his eyes to slightly widen at her boldness. Even though she is a friend, she has never been so bold as to ask him or any of the others when they would get themselves biological children.
"Adelina, that's a bit of a personal question." answers Ambrosius. "Besides, our relationship has not reached that stage."
"Please, at this point in life I don't really care if I'm asking personal questions. I've accomplished everything that I've ever wanted to in life and now I just want to see how many generations of your family I'll see grow up with this new lifespan of mine." she says with a scoff. "I can't do that if you're taking your sweet ass time making kids, now can I. So I say just skip the entire courting process and get straight to the fucking. Everyone can feel the sexaul tension between you two from miles away." she adds as she points towards a gossiping group of people who are whispering among themselves about how long it will take before the King and Queen of Edenia make themselves babies.
Ambrosius finds the situation so absurd that he cannot help but chuckle while Sindel simply shakes her head with an amused smile on her face. It's not everyday that one of your subjects pesters you about children like an elderly mother does to her children.
"In all honesty, we don't know when other than not right now and most likely when we are done with our journey." responds Ambrosius.
"Ahhh yes, you're journey from universe to universe to grow your pantheon. I say that you should stop here. After all, you have us now, if you need more personnel then just pick Edenians worthy of whatever position you need them for. But who am I to tell you what to do, I'm just an old woman watching from the sidelines." she says with a shrug, causing Sindel and Ambrosius to smile fondly at her.
Before they can answer her however, the duo look up to the sky as their faces become free of emotions.
"They're here." comments Sindel, as hundreds of figures with batlike wings appear, their numbers easily blotting out the sky and casting a massive shadow over the city.
With the appearance of the Devils, a hush falls over the cities as every Edenian fearlessly looks up at the enemy without any trace of worry or apprehension. Flying in front of the devils is a beautiful woman who stands at five feet nine inches tall with long black hair, brown skin of the same complexion as Ambrosius, and glowing violet eyes. She wears a sleeveless royal purple dress with cleavage that exposes part of her big breasts, high slits, and white gloves that cover her arm up to her biceps. She also wears a short black mini skirt that leaves much to the imagination, and knee high heels.
"Where is Emperor Ambrosius?!" bellows out the devil as she and her troops stop hundreds of feet over the city.
"Oh my, she's a beautiful one. Maybe I can get one of my grandkids to marry her." comments Adelina, causing every single Edenian to burst into laughter while also enraging the devil. Without saying a word, Leviathan creates a spear of ice and hurls it at Adelina. Despite seeing the attack coming from miles away not a single Edenian moves to stop it, and instead opt to mockingly look at Leviathan as if she were the dumbest creature on the planet.
As the spear comes within a few inches of Adelina, a strand of hair wraps itself around the weapon, stopping it from just a few inches from Adelina's face who had not even flinched.
"Well, that was quite rude. Young people these days, they have absolutely no manners." complains the intended target with a sigh.
"Yes, that was quite rude indeed." agrees Sindel as she narrows her eyes at Leviathan before floating up to meet the Satan while Ambrosius simply watches from the ground with an interested expression on his face.
"Judging by your clothes, you must be someone important. Tell me, where is your Emperor?" questions the devil.
"He has far more important things to deal with than a toothless worm like you." replies Sindel as she uses her hair to the ice spear at Leviathan's head with a speed that barely allows her to dodge, and making it impale the devil behind her. Despite dodging however, the ice spear created a long gash along her cheek.
Shocked, Leviathan slowly brings a hand up to her cheek to verify what has just occurred. As she brings her hand away from her wet cheek however, Leviathan can no longer deny the fact that she almost died just then.
"I am Leviathan, Satan of the Devils, leader of the Leviathan clan, and I promise you that you and your people will pay dearly for that!" exclaims an enraged Leviathan through gritted teeth.
"I am Sindel, Mother of all Edenians, Empress of Edenia and I highly doubt that." says Sindel as she introduces herself in a similar fashion as Leviathan, mocking her for her over dramatic introduction.
Knowing exactly what Sindel is doing, Leviathan's already poor mood turns stormy as dark clouds roll over the island and the surrounding seas become agitated.
"Very well, since you are so confident, then I will not bother to hold back, and neither will any of my forces. I had planned to let some of you live as slaves, but no more." says Leviathan as her magical energy explodes while her forces prepare themselves for battle. "Kill every living being on this island. If you want to have some fun with the women then be quick about it, I don't want any of them to be living when we leave." commands Leviathan, earning roars of approval from the other devils.
Hearing the words of Leviathan, the power of every Edenian warrior explodes as any amusement they previously found in the situation vanishes with many of them snarling at the devils while others look towards Ambrosius for his orders.
"There are ten Pillar leaders amongst them, kill every devil except for those. Don't worry about the city or the civilians, I will protect them all. I want this island clear of any pollution before nighttime." orders Ambrosius, causing the Edenian warriors to roar in excitement, their screams and power shaking the island to its very core before they launch themselves at the enemy as their bloodlust permeates the air.
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AN: Here's the chapter. As usual, tell me what you guys think.
Also the third chapter of my Campione fic is published. The name of it is The Godslaying Pharaoh. The third chapter is already available on my p a t r e o n The link is, (p a t r e o n . com / servantambrosius), minus the spaces. That story will be updated once a week and patrons will be able to read chapters a week in advance along with other patreon exclusive content such as the Authorities that I have come up with and are considering for the main character.
~490 AD
While the Devils are currently preparing for an assault on Edenia, the Edenians themselves are currently in a very festive mood. Music fills the air as a group of musicians play while using their magic to amplify the sound throughout the city, children happily running and playing with one another while the adults mingle amongst themselves, some casually conversing, others joking and laughing, and others competing against one another with competitive smiles on their faces. In addition one can find many decorations in the form of paintings, figurines and banners of The Four, the Edenian Warriors, and even some of the Knights of the Round. Magical lights fill the air, illuminating the evening while also giving off a feeling of calmness, and countless stalls of various purposes crowded the streets. Stalls of food, games for children and adults alike, various competitions ranging from drinking, fighting and even puzzle solving.
Had someone told a stranger that these people had just repelled an assault from hundreds of devils the stranger would accuse that person of lying. After all, there are absolutely no signs of an attack having taken place. The streets are clean and devoid of anything that might remain after a battle, such as blood or ripped clothing. The buildings are in perfect condition as if they have only been completely recently, they have no broken parts, no bloodstains, no cracks, and even the paint on them are in perfect condition. The people do not seem to be mourning, apprehensive, or even cautious. In fact, one can see that they are happy, cheerful, and even carefree. They do not have the look of a people who fear to be attacked but rather of one whose lives are perfect with no worries.
While this festive mood is quite the opposite of what people usually feel after having been attacked and brought into a war, the people of Edenia feel this way for a few simple reasons. The first is because they have fought their first battle against one of the most superior species in this universe and have come out victorious with no casualties. They have shown their King that they are worthy of being his chosen, that his efforts to make their lives as good as possible was not in vain, that the power that he has given them is not wasted on them, and that their vow to follow him to any battlefield were not mere words.
The second reason for the festive mood is because of the war. Despite having only followed Ambrosius for thirty years, the people of Edenia have fully embraced the warrior culture of The Four. They relish a good battle and value martial strength quite a lot, to them there is no greater honor than to ascend to Valhalla. Contrary to what many would say however, they are not warmongers and do not enjoy war itself. In fact they would not mind if they never one fought in a war and merely faced their opponents in nondeadly forms of combat. However, that does not stop them from celebrating their first war simply because it will be their grand entrance to the world. This will be their announcement to the world of their existence and their power, it will show the world that they are the greatest warriors that will ever exist in this universe and that their Lord is the greatest god in all of existence, and even if they die in this war they will simply ascend to Valhalla where they will have the choice to stay in the heavenly realm forever or stay on standby for the day when their King has need of their services. A win-win situation as far as they are concerned.
The final reason for the festivities is as simple as the first two, Queen Sindel has arrived in Edenia and will be participating in the war.
While the Edenians love and worship every member of the Malphas family, there are only two beings that they are absolutely loyal to and revere above everyone else, King Ambrosius and Queen Sindel. The reason for their loyalty to King Ambrosius is easy for anyone to understand, he is their King, their father, their God, and the leader of the pantheon that has essentially delivered paradise to them. As such, none can ever compare to him in the eyes of the Edenians.
While Ambrosius is seen as the father of the Edenians, Sindel is seen as their mother. It was from her blood that Ambrosius created the first New Edenian genome prototype before he added his own Edenian blood. As such the title of Mother of Edenia is firmly and easily given to her. Not only do they know that her blood started it all, but they also know of her story as the Queen of the original Edenians. They know of her sacrifice in order to save her people, they know that despite her sacrifice she failed. Yet, despite her failure the New Edenians cannot help but admire her. She is strong, resilient, cunning, and willing to do anything for the sake of her people.
Currently, in front of a food stall, one can find Ambrosius and Sindel conversing with a beautiful middle aged woman of around forty years old. She is a bit shorter than the average Edenian height which is five feet six inches while she herself stands at five feet three inches. She possesses glowing hazel eyes, golden blond hair, and alluring mature face with only a few wrinkles. Despite her seemingly young age however, this woman is actually around seventy years old. She was present for the Descent of The Four but has not aged much due to the fact that Morgan has enchanted the island so that the age of its inhabitants would slow down. After becoming an Edenian some of her aging has regressed to her current looks.
"So where are those troublemakers of yours?" she asks Ambrosius while looking around the street for any sign of his children. As a member of Edenia since before the construction of the city, she is quite familiar with Ambrosius to the point of being able to comfortably call his children for what they truly are, a bunch of troublemakers.
"They blew up the left wing of the castle over a gallon of wine, as such they are grounded." replies Ambrosius.
"Ahhh, that was them. I was wondering whether it was an experiment gone wrong or just your children being themselves." she answers with a chuckle before turning to Sindel. "So when do you plan on having children?" she wonders, shocking the Queen.
"Excuse me?" asks a confused Sindel.
"Children. When are you getting yourself some, and I'm not talking about Kitana. I mean when are you getting some with him." explains the lady as she points at Ambrosius, causing his eyes to slightly widen at her boldness. Even though she is a friend, she has never been so bold as to ask him or any of the others when they would get themselves biological children.
"Adelina, that's a bit of a personal question." answers Ambrosius. "Besides, our relationship has not reached that stage."
"Please, at this point in life I don't really care if I'm asking personal questions. I've accomplished everything that I've ever wanted to in life and now I just want to see how many generations of your family I'll see grow up with this new lifespan of mine." she says with a scoff. "I can't do that if you're taking your sweet ass time making kids, now can I. So I say just skip the entire courting process and get straight to the fucking. Everyone can feel the sexaul tension between you two from miles away." she adds as she points towards a gossiping group of people who are whispering among themselves about how long it will take before the King and Queen of Edenia make themselves babies.
Ambrosius finds the situation so absurd that he cannot help but chuckle while Sindel simply shakes her head with an amused smile on her face. It's not everyday that one of your subjects pesters you about children like an elderly mother does to her children.
"In all honesty, we don't know when other than not right now and most likely when we are done with our journey." responds Ambrosius.
"Ahhh yes, you're journey from universe to universe to grow your pantheon. I say that you should stop here. After all, you have us now, if you need more personnel then just pick Edenians worthy of whatever position you need them for. But who am I to tell you what to do, I'm just an old woman watching from the sidelines." she says with a shrug, causing Sindel and Ambrosius to smile fondly at her.
Before they can answer her however, the duo look up to the sky as their faces become free of emotions.
"They're here." comments Sindel, as hundreds of figures with batlike wings appear, their numbers easily blotting out the sky and casting a massive shadow over the city.
With the appearance of the Devils, a hush falls over the cities as every Edenian fearlessly looks up at the enemy without any trace of worry or apprehension. Flying in front of the devils is a beautiful woman who stands at five feet nine inches tall with long black hair, brown skin of the same complexion as Ambrosius, and glowing violet eyes. She wears a sleeveless royal purple dress with cleavage that exposes part of her big breasts, high slits, and white gloves that cover her arm up to her biceps. She also wears a short black mini skirt that leaves much to the imagination, and knee high heels.
"Where is Emperor Ambrosius?!" bellows out the devil as she and her troops stop hundreds of feet over the city.
"Oh my, she's a beautiful one. Maybe I can get one of my grandkids to marry her." comments Adelina, causing every single Edenian to burst into laughter while also enraging the devil. Without saying a word, Leviathan creates a spear of ice and hurls it at Adelina. Despite seeing the attack coming from miles away not a single Edenian moves to stop it, and instead opt to mockingly look at Leviathan as if she were the dumbest creature on the planet.
As the spear comes within a few inches of Adelina, a strand of hair wraps itself around the weapon, stopping it from just a few inches from Adelina's face who had not even flinched.
"Well, that was quite rude. Young people these days, they have absolutely no manners." complains the intended target with a sigh.
"Yes, that was quite rude indeed." agrees Sindel as she narrows her eyes at Leviathan before floating up to meet the Satan while Ambrosius simply watches from the ground with an interested expression on his face.
"Judging by your clothes, you must be someone important. Tell me, where is your Emperor?" questions the devil.
"He has far more important things to deal with than a toothless worm like you." replies Sindel as she uses her hair to the ice spear at Leviathan's head with a speed that barely allows her to dodge, and making it impale the devil behind her. Despite dodging however, the ice spear created a long gash along her cheek.
Shocked, Leviathan slowly brings a hand up to her cheek to verify what has just occurred. As she brings her hand away from her wet cheek however, Leviathan can no longer deny the fact that she almost died just then.
"I am Leviathan, Satan of the Devils, leader of the Leviathan clan, and I promise you that you and your people will pay dearly for that!" exclaims an enraged Leviathan through gritted teeth.
"I am Sindel, Mother of all Edenians, Empress of Edenia and I highly doubt that." says Sindel as she introduces herself in a similar fashion as Leviathan, mocking her for her over dramatic introduction.
Knowing exactly what Sindel is doing, Leviathan's already poor mood turns stormy as dark clouds roll over the island and the surrounding seas become agitated.
"Very well, since you are so confident, then I will not bother to hold back, and neither will any of my forces. I had planned to let some of you live as slaves, but no more." says Leviathan as her magical energy explodes while her forces prepare themselves for battle. "Kill every living being on this island. If you want to have some fun with the women then be quick about it, I don't want any of them to be living when we leave." commands Leviathan, earning roars of approval from the other devils.
Hearing the words of Leviathan, the power of every Edenian warrior explodes as any amusement they previously found in the situation vanishes with many of them snarling at the devils while others look towards Ambrosius for his orders.
"There are ten Pillar leaders amongst them, kill every devil except for those. Don't worry about the city or the civilians, I will protect them all. I want this island clear of any pollution before nighttime." orders Ambrosius, causing the Edenian warriors to roar in excitement, their screams and power shaking the island to its very core before they launch themselves at the enemy as their bloodlust permeates the air.
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AN: Here's the chapter. As usual, tell me what you guys think.
Also the third chapter of my Campione fic is published. The name of it is The Godslaying Pharaoh. The third chapter is already available on my p a t r e o n The link is, (p a t r e o n . com / servantambrosius), minus the spaces. That story will be updated once a week and patrons will be able to read chapters a week in advance along with other patreon exclusive content such as the Authorities that I have come up with and are considering for the main character.
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Valefor and Botis Fall
Edenia
~490 AD
High above the only city on the island of Edenia, two armies clash in a supernatural battle that many would consider to be of apocalyptic proportions. Thunder rolls and rumbles, the heavens moan from each clash, and the sheer power coming from the combatants shakes the island of Edenia to its very core. The battle had only just begun minutes ago, yet many devil corpses can be found littering the ground. Many of them have died due to stab wounds from cursed weapons, decapitation, snapped necks, and some even have their parts of their body incinerated by various magical attacks.
One such devil is an Ultimate Class devil from a family of devils that branches from House Valefor, one of the 72 Pillars that is known for their ability to copy any magical ability that they have laid their eyes upon. Unfortunately for this devil, his opponent is not some random magician whose magical power that he can simply copy before killing him. No, his opponent is none other than Alexander, one of the most magically talented Edenians even before his Resonance with Medea. After his Resonance his magical abilities sky rocketed to the point that his fellow Edenians would believe him had he claimed to be favored by Queen Morgan, their goddess of magic.
As such he has no issues defending himself against the devil's onslaught despite his opponent making use of his spell, Rain of Light: Machia Hecatia Graea. Dodging another storm of beams of light using Tροψα (Trofa), a spell that imitates the True Magic governing teleportation, Alexander appears behind the devil and proceeds to disintegrate his head with a shot of Rain of Light: Machia Hecatia Graea.
As the devil's body begins to fall to the ground Alexander senses another one appearing behind him and attempts to move away from them. Before he can however he feels the pressure of the atmosphere increase to anchor him to this region of space just as a hand grabs hold of his neck and he is teleported miles away from the battle and into the middle of a forest.
Coming out of the teleportation, Alexander grabs the hand that holds his neck and proceeds to break it, giving him the time to create some distance between him and his enemy. Turning around, Alexander observes his new adversary, a devil that wears a smoky black and purple cloak that completely covers their body along with a hood that only allows the bottom of their face. All in all the devil looks more like a wraith as opposed to a devil. However, none of that is what concerns Alexander, rather it is the spell that they used to immobilize him that makes him wary.
"That spell you used… that was Ατλας (Atlas), a spell that I have yet to make use of outside of the battle arena on this island." comments Alexander as he narrows his eyes at his opponent.
"What makes you think that I did not use a spell with a similar effect." replies the devil with a voice that seems to come from the wind along with a cruel smirk that showcases his sharp canine teeth.
"Do not play me for a fool, I know the feeling of my spells. So tell me, devil, how did you come about that spell?" questions Alexander. "Perhaps if you are honest then I will not turn you into food for my dragon." he adds.
"I copied it from one of your fellow Edenians." answers the devil as his smirk grows.
"I see." says with a contemplative nod before focusing back on the devil. "You are able to copy all of my magical skills even if I did not use it. It is the only logical conclusion since no Edenian warrior can use that spell, at least not yet." comments Alexander, freezing the growing smirk on the devil's face. He did not expect Alexander to figure him out this quickly, and had hoped to catch him off guard by using all of his spells against him. That was his mistake however since Ατλας (Atlas) is not a standard spell that is widely known in Edenia. Before Alexander's Resonance, no one on the island had known of the spell since it is a personal spell of Medea, and as the first person to Resonate with her imprint Alexander is the sole user of it. Especially since it has been less than a week since his Resonance and in that time none of his fellow Edenian warriors have replicated the spell yet.
"How did you know?" questions the devil as his smirk disappears.
"If you can copy all of my magical skills even before seeing them then you must be a prodigious member of House Valefor, most likely the Head of House Valefor himself, Malaph Valefor." says Alexander to himself as he ignores the devil's question, causing his already poor mood to worsen.
"So you've figured out my identity, not bad. But that won't save you!" exclaims Malaph as he once again uses Ατλας (Atlas) to immobilise Alexander before firing hundreds of shots of Rain of Light: Machia Hecatia Graea. The constant barrage of beams of light destroys a major part of the forest while also creating a cloud of dust and smoke that shrouds the area where Alexander stands.
After firing a few hundred more times, Malaph stops his barrage while using a wind spell to blow away the cloud of dust and smoke, allowing him to see his unscathed opponent.
"W-what? How did you survive?" questions a shocked Malaph as he looks at the unscathed Alexander who has a white aura around his body.
"Did you know that Ατλας (Atlas) is powerful enough to immobilize a Saber class servant even if they possess A-rank Magical Resistance?" questions Alexander as he dusts his clothes off. "Despite this however it has a major flaw that I've been trying to rectify, would you like to be my guinea pig?" asks Alexander as he points an open palm towards a confused Malaph before clenching it into a fist. The action activates a supercharged Ατλας (Atlas) that not only immobilizes Malaph but also proceeds to crush his limbs and break his ribcage.
"W-what?" stutters Malaph with a bloody cough. "How? I didn't sense you use any magical energy." he asks just as he is pulled towards Alexander who proceeds to punch him hard enough to fracture his skull and knock him out.
"Honestly, how do you use someone's spell against them without even knowing its flaws?" wonders Alexander as he looks at the unconscious body of the Head of House Valefor. "And here I was expecting a worthy opponent." he mutters to himself as he picks up the body and uses Tροψα (Trofa) to teleport next to Ambrosius.
"Malaph Valefor my Lord." says Alexander with a bow as he tosses the body at Ambrosius.
"Did he give you any trouble?" asks Ambrosius as he conjures a set of Black Keyes and stabs them onto Malaph's shadow. They are weapons that emphasize the ability to intervene spiritually against "evil", they focus less on physical attack power and more on the spiritual, even affecting powerful spirits like Servants to some degree should they be struck. When they are impaled upon the shadow of a living being they render that being immobile until they are removed.
"No my King. Although he is able to copy any magical ability, even if he does not bear witness to them, he only knows how to perform the spell and does not know all of its intricacies." explains Alexander.
Before Ambrosius can answer him however, Ajax comes crashing onto the ground near the duo.
"Having trouble there, Ajax?" asks Ambrosius with a slight smile on his face. To see Ajax be thrown around on a battlefield is an interesting sight to see. Usually he's the one dominating the fight and throwing his opponents around.
"Yea, this devil is pretty tough and his shapeshifting is a pain in the ass." complains Ajax as he wipes the blood from his lips while also earning glares of disapproval from many Edenians for cursing in front of Ambrosius.
"Just make sure to keep him alive. That is Agaliar Botis, Head of House Botis." instructs Ambrosius before Ajax launches himself back at his opponent.
Currently Ajax cannot help but feel irritated. He has been fighting the same opponent for a few minutes now and so far he hasn't been able to land a proper hit on him, much less defeat him. Everytime that he would come close to either slashing or stabbing his opponent his body would shift to allow him to evade the attack while also using his body's malleability to make up for his lack of reach with the sword. At first he had simply felt a little annoyed, but then he was sent flying to Lord Ambrosius' feet, making him look like a fool. In addition he found out that Alexander already beat one of the Pillar leaders, and his simple annoyance turned into full blown irritation.
With a roar Ajax launches himself at Agaliar Botis, Head of House Botis, one of the 72 Pillars known for their shape shifting along with a form of clairvoyance that allows them to see into the past. Currently Agaliar assumes the form of a bald man with blue eyes, long canine teeth and two horns, while carrying a sharp bright sword in his hand.
As he draws near his opponent Ajax stabs towards his torso, only for Agaliar's torso to open up, allowing the spear to harmlessly pass through before he shifts into a serpent that coils itself around the shaft of the spear and slithers its way towards the hand holding the spear. Before Agaliar can reach him however, Ajax encases his hands in flames that he uses to enshroud his spear.
With a pained roar Agaliar transforms back to normal and jumps away from Ajax. Before he can get very far however a whip of fire wraps around his throat and pulls him back towards Ajax just as the spear is stabbed towards his heart. Stretching his body, Agaliar flows around the assault and uses his close proximity to slash his sword towards Ajax's throat.
Dismissing his spear, Ajax grabs the blade and stops the sword from advancing any further.
"Your fingers should be severed." comments Agaliar with a frown as he looks at Ajax holding the blade of his sword with his bare hands.
"Oh yea? Well fuck your magic sword." replies Ajax with a grin as his Touki explodes from his body and enshrouds him in a slim crimson aura. Having never encountered Touki before, Agaliar's cautious nature makes itself known as he attempts to free his sword from Ajax in order to create some distance between them. Unfortunately for him, Ajax tightens his grips around the blade before using his other hand to snap it from the hilt and tossing it through the skull of a devil who had been attempting to sneak up on him to help Agaliar.
Before Agaliar can realise that his sword is broken Ajax appears in front of him in a burst of speed that Agaliar confuses for teleportation and smashes his fist into his opponent's stomach, knocking the wind out of him and causing him to dry heave.
"Can't shapeshift to dodge if you can't see me coming." comments Ajax with a grin as he punches Agaliar in the jaw, breaking it. "I wanted to beat you with Gae Bolg and without using Touki, but you had to be a slippery little bastard." he says as he proceeds to pummel Agaliar's chest with a series of kicks, snapping his ribs and causing them to puncture his lungs. "Now you get to feel your bones snap and your body break." he adds as he kicks Agaliar's knees in before smashing his knee against his head, cracking his skull and knocking him out. "Fucking bastard." curses Ajax as he tosses the unconscious Agaliar to Ambrosius' feet before returning to the battlefield where he immediately decapitates a devil with his spear.
Before he can go on a rampage however, two immense magic circles appear in the air above the battle. As everyone wonders what their purpose is, Kulshedra, a large serpentine demonic dragon with nine tongues, hornes, spiked spine, and massive demonic wings, emerges from one of the circles and releases a deafening roar that brings a halt to the battle. From the second magic circle, a gigantic nine-headed hydra emerges and proceeds to exhale clouds of poison that kills every devil in its vicinity while the Edenians merely cough due to its smoky nature.
Down on the ground, Ambrosius watches it all with a raised eyebrow.
"It's a good thing I remembered to give them immunity to all poisons. Although I wonder, who has the pleasure to deal with that annoyance?" mutters Ambrosius to himself.
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AN: Here's the chapter, it would have been longer but I feel like if I wrote the battle against the hydra and the dragon in the same chapter it would have been rushed. As usual, tell me what you guys think.
Also the third chapter of my Campione fic is published. The name of it is The Godslaying Pharaoh. The third chapter is already available on my p a t r e o n The link is, (p a t r e o n . com / servantambrosius), minus the spaces. That story will be updated once a week and patrons will be able to read chapters a week in advance along with other patreon exclusive content such as the Authorities that I have come up with and are considering for the main character.
~490 AD
High above the only city on the island of Edenia, two armies clash in a supernatural battle that many would consider to be of apocalyptic proportions. Thunder rolls and rumbles, the heavens moan from each clash, and the sheer power coming from the combatants shakes the island of Edenia to its very core. The battle had only just begun minutes ago, yet many devil corpses can be found littering the ground. Many of them have died due to stab wounds from cursed weapons, decapitation, snapped necks, and some even have their parts of their body incinerated by various magical attacks.
One such devil is an Ultimate Class devil from a family of devils that branches from House Valefor, one of the 72 Pillars that is known for their ability to copy any magical ability that they have laid their eyes upon. Unfortunately for this devil, his opponent is not some random magician whose magical power that he can simply copy before killing him. No, his opponent is none other than Alexander, one of the most magically talented Edenians even before his Resonance with Medea. After his Resonance his magical abilities sky rocketed to the point that his fellow Edenians would believe him had he claimed to be favored by Queen Morgan, their goddess of magic.
As such he has no issues defending himself against the devil's onslaught despite his opponent making use of his spell, Rain of Light: Machia Hecatia Graea. Dodging another storm of beams of light using Tροψα (Trofa), a spell that imitates the True Magic governing teleportation, Alexander appears behind the devil and proceeds to disintegrate his head with a shot of Rain of Light: Machia Hecatia Graea.
As the devil's body begins to fall to the ground Alexander senses another one appearing behind him and attempts to move away from them. Before he can however he feels the pressure of the atmosphere increase to anchor him to this region of space just as a hand grabs hold of his neck and he is teleported miles away from the battle and into the middle of a forest.
Coming out of the teleportation, Alexander grabs the hand that holds his neck and proceeds to break it, giving him the time to create some distance between him and his enemy. Turning around, Alexander observes his new adversary, a devil that wears a smoky black and purple cloak that completely covers their body along with a hood that only allows the bottom of their face. All in all the devil looks more like a wraith as opposed to a devil. However, none of that is what concerns Alexander, rather it is the spell that they used to immobilize him that makes him wary.
"That spell you used… that was Ατλας (Atlas), a spell that I have yet to make use of outside of the battle arena on this island." comments Alexander as he narrows his eyes at his opponent.
"What makes you think that I did not use a spell with a similar effect." replies the devil with a voice that seems to come from the wind along with a cruel smirk that showcases his sharp canine teeth.
"Do not play me for a fool, I know the feeling of my spells. So tell me, devil, how did you come about that spell?" questions Alexander. "Perhaps if you are honest then I will not turn you into food for my dragon." he adds.
"I copied it from one of your fellow Edenians." answers the devil as his smirk grows.
"I see." says with a contemplative nod before focusing back on the devil. "You are able to copy all of my magical skills even if I did not use it. It is the only logical conclusion since no Edenian warrior can use that spell, at least not yet." comments Alexander, freezing the growing smirk on the devil's face. He did not expect Alexander to figure him out this quickly, and had hoped to catch him off guard by using all of his spells against him. That was his mistake however since Ατλας (Atlas) is not a standard spell that is widely known in Edenia. Before Alexander's Resonance, no one on the island had known of the spell since it is a personal spell of Medea, and as the first person to Resonate with her imprint Alexander is the sole user of it. Especially since it has been less than a week since his Resonance and in that time none of his fellow Edenian warriors have replicated the spell yet.
"How did you know?" questions the devil as his smirk disappears.
"If you can copy all of my magical skills even before seeing them then you must be a prodigious member of House Valefor, most likely the Head of House Valefor himself, Malaph Valefor." says Alexander to himself as he ignores the devil's question, causing his already poor mood to worsen.
"So you've figured out my identity, not bad. But that won't save you!" exclaims Malaph as he once again uses Ατλας (Atlas) to immobilise Alexander before firing hundreds of shots of Rain of Light: Machia Hecatia Graea. The constant barrage of beams of light destroys a major part of the forest while also creating a cloud of dust and smoke that shrouds the area where Alexander stands.
After firing a few hundred more times, Malaph stops his barrage while using a wind spell to blow away the cloud of dust and smoke, allowing him to see his unscathed opponent.
"W-what? How did you survive?" questions a shocked Malaph as he looks at the unscathed Alexander who has a white aura around his body.
"Did you know that Ατλας (Atlas) is powerful enough to immobilize a Saber class servant even if they possess A-rank Magical Resistance?" questions Alexander as he dusts his clothes off. "Despite this however it has a major flaw that I've been trying to rectify, would you like to be my guinea pig?" asks Alexander as he points an open palm towards a confused Malaph before clenching it into a fist. The action activates a supercharged Ατλας (Atlas) that not only immobilizes Malaph but also proceeds to crush his limbs and break his ribcage.
"W-what?" stutters Malaph with a bloody cough. "How? I didn't sense you use any magical energy." he asks just as he is pulled towards Alexander who proceeds to punch him hard enough to fracture his skull and knock him out.
"Honestly, how do you use someone's spell against them without even knowing its flaws?" wonders Alexander as he looks at the unconscious body of the Head of House Valefor. "And here I was expecting a worthy opponent." he mutters to himself as he picks up the body and uses Tροψα (Trofa) to teleport next to Ambrosius.
"Malaph Valefor my Lord." says Alexander with a bow as he tosses the body at Ambrosius.
"Did he give you any trouble?" asks Ambrosius as he conjures a set of Black Keyes and stabs them onto Malaph's shadow. They are weapons that emphasize the ability to intervene spiritually against "evil", they focus less on physical attack power and more on the spiritual, even affecting powerful spirits like Servants to some degree should they be struck. When they are impaled upon the shadow of a living being they render that being immobile until they are removed.
"No my King. Although he is able to copy any magical ability, even if he does not bear witness to them, he only knows how to perform the spell and does not know all of its intricacies." explains Alexander.
Before Ambrosius can answer him however, Ajax comes crashing onto the ground near the duo.
"Having trouble there, Ajax?" asks Ambrosius with a slight smile on his face. To see Ajax be thrown around on a battlefield is an interesting sight to see. Usually he's the one dominating the fight and throwing his opponents around.
"Yea, this devil is pretty tough and his shapeshifting is a pain in the ass." complains Ajax as he wipes the blood from his lips while also earning glares of disapproval from many Edenians for cursing in front of Ambrosius.
"Just make sure to keep him alive. That is Agaliar Botis, Head of House Botis." instructs Ambrosius before Ajax launches himself back at his opponent.
Currently Ajax cannot help but feel irritated. He has been fighting the same opponent for a few minutes now and so far he hasn't been able to land a proper hit on him, much less defeat him. Everytime that he would come close to either slashing or stabbing his opponent his body would shift to allow him to evade the attack while also using his body's malleability to make up for his lack of reach with the sword. At first he had simply felt a little annoyed, but then he was sent flying to Lord Ambrosius' feet, making him look like a fool. In addition he found out that Alexander already beat one of the Pillar leaders, and his simple annoyance turned into full blown irritation.
With a roar Ajax launches himself at Agaliar Botis, Head of House Botis, one of the 72 Pillars known for their shape shifting along with a form of clairvoyance that allows them to see into the past. Currently Agaliar assumes the form of a bald man with blue eyes, long canine teeth and two horns, while carrying a sharp bright sword in his hand.
As he draws near his opponent Ajax stabs towards his torso, only for Agaliar's torso to open up, allowing the spear to harmlessly pass through before he shifts into a serpent that coils itself around the shaft of the spear and slithers its way towards the hand holding the spear. Before Agaliar can reach him however, Ajax encases his hands in flames that he uses to enshroud his spear.
With a pained roar Agaliar transforms back to normal and jumps away from Ajax. Before he can get very far however a whip of fire wraps around his throat and pulls him back towards Ajax just as the spear is stabbed towards his heart. Stretching his body, Agaliar flows around the assault and uses his close proximity to slash his sword towards Ajax's throat.
Dismissing his spear, Ajax grabs the blade and stops the sword from advancing any further.
"Your fingers should be severed." comments Agaliar with a frown as he looks at Ajax holding the blade of his sword with his bare hands.
"Oh yea? Well fuck your magic sword." replies Ajax with a grin as his Touki explodes from his body and enshrouds him in a slim crimson aura. Having never encountered Touki before, Agaliar's cautious nature makes itself known as he attempts to free his sword from Ajax in order to create some distance between them. Unfortunately for him, Ajax tightens his grips around the blade before using his other hand to snap it from the hilt and tossing it through the skull of a devil who had been attempting to sneak up on him to help Agaliar.
Before Agaliar can realise that his sword is broken Ajax appears in front of him in a burst of speed that Agaliar confuses for teleportation and smashes his fist into his opponent's stomach, knocking the wind out of him and causing him to dry heave.
"Can't shapeshift to dodge if you can't see me coming." comments Ajax with a grin as he punches Agaliar in the jaw, breaking it. "I wanted to beat you with Gae Bolg and without using Touki, but you had to be a slippery little bastard." he says as he proceeds to pummel Agaliar's chest with a series of kicks, snapping his ribs and causing them to puncture his lungs. "Now you get to feel your bones snap and your body break." he adds as he kicks Agaliar's knees in before smashing his knee against his head, cracking his skull and knocking him out. "Fucking bastard." curses Ajax as he tosses the unconscious Agaliar to Ambrosius' feet before returning to the battlefield where he immediately decapitates a devil with his spear.
Before he can go on a rampage however, two immense magic circles appear in the air above the battle. As everyone wonders what their purpose is, Kulshedra, a large serpentine demonic dragon with nine tongues, hornes, spiked spine, and massive demonic wings, emerges from one of the circles and releases a deafening roar that brings a halt to the battle. From the second magic circle, a gigantic nine-headed hydra emerges and proceeds to exhale clouds of poison that kills every devil in its vicinity while the Edenians merely cough due to its smoky nature.
Down on the ground, Ambrosius watches it all with a raised eyebrow.
"It's a good thing I remembered to give them immunity to all poisons. Although I wonder, who has the pleasure to deal with that annoyance?" mutters Ambrosius to himself.
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AN: Here's the chapter, it would have been longer but I feel like if I wrote the battle against the hydra and the dragon in the same chapter it would have been rushed. As usual, tell me what you guys think.
Also the third chapter of my Campione fic is published. The name of it is The Godslaying Pharaoh. The third chapter is already available on my p a t r e o n The link is, (p a t r e o n . com / servantambrosius), minus the spaces. That story will be updated once a week and patrons will be able to read chapters a week in advance along with other patreon exclusive content such as the Authorities that I have come up with and are considering for the main character.
Actually, all of these devils are OC's since we don't really know anything about the Great War other than the basics. I just remember what the specialties of each demon of the Ars Goetia was and translated it over to the special abilities of the devil houses that share the same name as those demons
- Location
- Earth
Ya I figured they were OC's and the abilities were made up by you, still good variety given how little canon info we have of this time period.
The Fall of Marbas and Buer
Edenia
~490 AD
Devils are annoying to fight, or at least that's Aatrox's opinion on them so far. They fly into the sky and proceed to bombard you with their magic while screaming out the name of their attacks even if it's a simple lightning bolt. Then, once you close the distance between you and them to engage in close quarter combat you find that their skills in that area are severely lacking.While that may not sound that bad to some, to Aatrox it is very annoying for two simple reasons. The first is because he hates fighting in the air. Yes he can fly without his chariot and yes he can fight while flying without his chariot, but the entire experience is so bothersome that so far he has contemplated cutting their wings off on more than three occasions due to their tendency to evade in order to fight with their magic, and that's all without mentioning the ones who have a bloodline ability. Those devils are the worst to fight because of their overreliance on their bloodline.
The second reason why he finds fighting them annoying is due to their poor close quarter combat skills he feels as if he is fighting a civilian. Some have no proper fighting stance, those who do are full of openings and the ones who have a proper fighting stance usually lack the physical prowess needed to use it to its optimal capacity. Their strikes are slow, sluggish, and easy to predict. Their movements are wasted and full of unnecessary motions, and they can barely take a hit before dying. All in all they're close quarter combat skills are very poor, or at least that is what he thinks. Little does he realise that his sense of skill and power are extremely skewed.
In reality the average devil is quite skilled in close quarter combat and the problem does not lie with them, but with the Edenians who are absolute monsters. All Edenian Warriors have been trained by some of the greatest warriors from the Knights of the Round for decades, they have trained with the likes of Setanta, Arturia, Mordred, Connla, and Aoife, all of whom are considered as some of the greatest warriors humanity has to offer and have all left their mark on history. And those are only their mundane teachers and sparring partners. They were then trained by The Four, a god and three goddesses who have spent the majority of their lives fighting and killing beings that many considered unkillable while also training people like Setanta and Mordred. In addition to all of that the physiology an Edenian makes them perfect for battle even without all of that training. All of these factors have resulted in all Edenians' views towards power to be skewed while making warriors like Aatrox annoyed at fighting devils.
It is for this reason that Aatrox has opted to simply mount his chariot and use it to run over the devils as opposed to flying and fighting them like most of his peers. And while being run over by his chariot does not generate an instant kill, it does severely injure the devils due to the powerful lightning that the chariot discharges at the bottom. It may not be how one typically uses a chariot, but he's sure that Achilles wouldn't mind him using Troias Tragōidia: Tempestuous Immortal Chariot in such a way.
As Aatrox runs his chariot over another group of devils, something powerful slams into the side of his chariot, overturning it and sending Aatrox flying out of it. Before the chariot can slam into any of his allies, Aatrox dismisses it while turning in the air to see what attacked him and stopping his fall.
"That was a pretty impressive hit." compliments Aatrox as he looks at his opponent, a large male devil that stands at seven feet eight inches tall, possesses short, spiky black hair, red eyes, and a body that seems to be made of muscles only. He wears a battle skirt reminiscent of a hoplite warrior, a black cuirass with the sigil of House Marbas in a red circle in the middle, and golden spaulders, greaves and gauntlets. "Ahhh, you must be Hadad Marbas." observes Aatrox.
"You will pay for your transgressions on House Marbas." replies Hadad with a scowl on his face.
"What House Marbas? Last I checked they were quite extinct." taunts Aatrox with a blood thirsty smirk as his touki explodes from his body and surrounds him in a green aura.
Hearing Aatrox's words, Hadad lunges at him with an enraged roar, earning a smile from Aatrox. Dodging the first punch, Aatrox grabs Hadad's outstretched arm and uses his momentum against him to throw him far away from the battlefield and into an open clearing. This is one of the tactics that they've been suggested to use once faced against a Pillar leader, face them away from the battlefield in order to reduce the possibility of their allies being caught in the crossfire.
With a smirk on his lips, Aatrox follows Hadad's flying body with a sonic boom, his spear poised to impale the devil through the chest. Before he does, Hadid barely dodges, resulting in a gash running across his chest horizontally as opposed to a stab through the chest. Readjusting himself, Hadid tries to kick Aatrox's back, only for the warrior to backflip over it and land in front of Hadid.
"Not bad. You survived my initial attack." compliments Aatrox. "But I can't help but feel as if you're looking down on me, where's your tamed beast?" he asks as he dismisses his spear.
"I have no need of it to kill you." replies Hadid with a deep rumbling voice.
"If that's the case then I'll just have to make you summon it!" exclaims Aatrox as he disappears from Hadad's vision in a burst of speed, causing the devil's eyes to widen in shock as Aatrox appears in front of him with a bloodthirsty grin and proceeds to smash his fist on the devil's chest, sending him flying into a mountain.
As his body collides with the mountain and creates cracks on its surface, Hadad can feel his rib cage crack while his internal organs are jostled around in his body. Before he can recover however Aatrox once again appears in front of him with another punch aimed towards his stomach, only to immediately retreat just as a series of dark red magical beams hit the ground where he once stood.
"Oi, you're interrupting my fight." says Aatrox as he glares at his attacker, a devil who stands at around his height with long blue hair and venomous green eyes. He wears a golden cuirass over a black shirt, greaves over his black knee high boots, and vambraces.
"It seems that you require my assistance Hadad." says the new devil.
"Just don't get in my way Gelsen." he says as he venomously spits out his fellow devil's name before launching himself at Aatrox.
Dodging his opponent's first punch, Aatrox retaliates with a kick that Hadad is barely able to block before Aatrox is forced to retreat due to a magical onslaught from Gelsen.
"Those spells, they feel poisonous. Are you Gelsen Buer, Head of House Buer?" asks Aatrox as he proceeds to dodge the crimson magical spells.
"Ohhh, so the dog does recognise his betters." comments Gelsen as a sword with a milky white blade appears in his hand and he joins Hadad in his assault on Aatrox.
With the two devils working side by side, the assault on aatrox is intensified as he is now forced to defend against Hadad's powerful strikes and Gelsen's precise slashes with a blade that he is sure is quite poisonous. Despite this however Aatrox simply grins as he continues to effortlessly parry, block and dodge every attack while adding his own strikes once in a while. Little by little the intensity of the battle increases as the devils begin to realise that they cannot hold back if they want to win. With this revelation they begin to magically enhance their bodies to the point where every clash between them and Aatrox creates a shockwave that resonates throughout the island.
"Yes! This is what I wanted, a battle with you devils that isn't disappointing!" exclaims Aatrox as he redirects a slash from Gelsen's sword before sending the devil flying away with a punch while also dodging a kick from Hadad. Grabbing hold of Hadad's leg, Aatrox proceeds to pull him towards him and pummels him to the ground with a series of punches before kicking him towards Gelsen.
With groans of pain the two devils struggle back onto their feet while swallowing down the blood they feel rising from the back of their throat. Once back on their feet, Hadad begins to draw upon a big amount of magical energy, making Aatrox interested in their new scheme.
"I didn't want to resort to this, but you leave me no choice." claims the Head of House Marbas, shocking Gelsen.
"Are you insane? If you summon Kulshedra our forces are guaranteed to be wiped out!" exclaims Gelsen.
"So what? At least we'll be rid of these Edenians, they have far too much power to be allowed to survive." refutes Hadad as he summons a massive magic circle over the city.
"Oi, do you really think that I'd let you summon your beast and allow it to rampage on the battlefield?" questions Aatrox.
"Of course not." replies Gelsen as he too begins to draw upon his magic. "But you'll be too busy with my hydra to worry about Kulshedra." he says as he also summons a magic circle over the city.
From the first and biggest magic circle emerges Kulshedra, a large serpentine demonic dragon with nine tongues, hornes, spiked spine, and massive demonic wings, emerges from one of the circles and releases a deafening roar that brings a halt to the battle. From the second magic circle, a gigantic nine-headed hydra emerges and proceeds to exhale clouds of poison that kills every devil in its vicinity while the Edenians merely cough due to its smoky nature.
"Shit!" exclaims Aatrox as he summons his spear and hurls it with as much strength as he can towards Kulshedra. The throw creates a sonic boom as the weapon cuts through the air and plunges into the side of the demonic dragon's head. Despite the impressive amount of power behind it however the spear does not plunge through the beast's body and instead stops once the blade is completely through. That does not stop its momentum however as it carries both the spear and the beast away from the city and far into the island's coast.
Finding the demonic dragon to be a bigger threat than the devils, Aatrox stops holding back and easily knocks out Hadad and Gelsen before he races towards the beast in order to slay it before it can recover and return to the battlefield. With speed unmatched by all of the mortals on the island due to Dromeus Komētēs: Comet Form, Aatrox appears before the dragon in less than a second and retrieves his spear from the side of its head before using it to create a long gash on the dragon's body, starting from its neck to its tail.
With a pained roar, Kulshedra turns to Aatrox's general direction and proceeds to spew a pillar of fire at the warrior. Flaring his touki, Aatrox races through the fire and into the dragon's mouth where he plunges his spear through the roof of its mouth and using all of his strength pushes it into the beast's brain, killing it.
As the dragon's body falls limp on the beach, Aatrox makes his way out of the mouth of the beast just in time to see the nine-headed hydra slowly disintegrate from the head down to its tail. With the naturally enhanced vision of an Edenian, Aatrox is able to clearly see the culprit, a man that every Edenian, regardless of age or gender, knows very well.
He stands at five feet nine inches tall, possesses the same brown skin as Ambrosius along with the same white hair tied into a ponytail. He wears a sleeveless red cuirass made of an unknown material with horizontal lines going down it and a single vertical line that travels through them, and five silver sea shells going across the chest. Attached to the cuirass are red tassets to protect the upper thigh, and a red cloth that hangs between the legs. On the left tasset are five silver sea shells, while the right has only one.
On the legs the armor is one piece separated into two colors, with the division occurring just above the knee. The top is made out of the same scales as Lord Ambrosius' very first atlantean armor, colored silver, and ending at just above the knee. The bottom covers from the knee down to the ankles and made from the same materials as the cuirass.
The boots are colored red, reaching just under the knee, with the part of the feet covered in a grey armor that makes it indistinguishable from the greaves that go over the part of the boot that covers the shins. To finish the armor are two red vambraces, with a single fin each, that go over two grey sleeves that start from the biceps and end at the wrist. All in all the man could easily pass off as a relative of Lord Ambrosius despite not being one.
In fact, the man is a mortal Edenian with no more blood relation to Lord Ambrosius than any other mortal Edenian. What makes him special is that he is the most powerful Edenian Warrior, is the leader of Squad Alpha, the most powerful squad, and was personally selected by Lord Ambrosius for a special experiment. His name is Gawain and he is the closest thing to a noble that the Edenian Empire has.
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AN: Here's the chapter. Kulshedra is killed quickly and so is the hydra. Some of you may not be satisfied with the way they were easily defeated and I get where you may come from, but Aatrox is an absolute monster and his spear has the same properties as Gae Bolg but without the special moves. We're also introduced to another Edenian mortal, Gawain, who also serves into giving a deeper look into Edenian culture. I will only say this, Gawain is not related to Ambrosius. He is 100% human turned into an Edenian. As for Edenian culture, we'll get a deeper look after the war is over. Right now it's still being developed. As usual, tell me what you guys think.
Also the third chapter of my Campione fic is published. The name of it is The Godslaying Pharaoh. The third chapter is already available on my p a t r e o n The link is, (p a t r e o n . com / servantambrosius), minus the spaces. That story will be updated once a week and patrons will be able to read chapters a week in advance along with other patreon exclusive content such as the Authorities that I have come up with and are considering for the main character.
~490 AD
Devils are annoying to fight, or at least that's Aatrox's opinion on them so far. They fly into the sky and proceed to bombard you with their magic while screaming out the name of their attacks even if it's a simple lightning bolt. Then, once you close the distance between you and them to engage in close quarter combat you find that their skills in that area are severely lacking.While that may not sound that bad to some, to Aatrox it is very annoying for two simple reasons. The first is because he hates fighting in the air. Yes he can fly without his chariot and yes he can fight while flying without his chariot, but the entire experience is so bothersome that so far he has contemplated cutting their wings off on more than three occasions due to their tendency to evade in order to fight with their magic, and that's all without mentioning the ones who have a bloodline ability. Those devils are the worst to fight because of their overreliance on their bloodline.
The second reason why he finds fighting them annoying is due to their poor close quarter combat skills he feels as if he is fighting a civilian. Some have no proper fighting stance, those who do are full of openings and the ones who have a proper fighting stance usually lack the physical prowess needed to use it to its optimal capacity. Their strikes are slow, sluggish, and easy to predict. Their movements are wasted and full of unnecessary motions, and they can barely take a hit before dying. All in all they're close quarter combat skills are very poor, or at least that is what he thinks. Little does he realise that his sense of skill and power are extremely skewed.
In reality the average devil is quite skilled in close quarter combat and the problem does not lie with them, but with the Edenians who are absolute monsters. All Edenian Warriors have been trained by some of the greatest warriors from the Knights of the Round for decades, they have trained with the likes of Setanta, Arturia, Mordred, Connla, and Aoife, all of whom are considered as some of the greatest warriors humanity has to offer and have all left their mark on history. And those are only their mundane teachers and sparring partners. They were then trained by The Four, a god and three goddesses who have spent the majority of their lives fighting and killing beings that many considered unkillable while also training people like Setanta and Mordred. In addition to all of that the physiology an Edenian makes them perfect for battle even without all of that training. All of these factors have resulted in all Edenians' views towards power to be skewed while making warriors like Aatrox annoyed at fighting devils.
It is for this reason that Aatrox has opted to simply mount his chariot and use it to run over the devils as opposed to flying and fighting them like most of his peers. And while being run over by his chariot does not generate an instant kill, it does severely injure the devils due to the powerful lightning that the chariot discharges at the bottom. It may not be how one typically uses a chariot, but he's sure that Achilles wouldn't mind him using Troias Tragōidia: Tempestuous Immortal Chariot in such a way.
As Aatrox runs his chariot over another group of devils, something powerful slams into the side of his chariot, overturning it and sending Aatrox flying out of it. Before the chariot can slam into any of his allies, Aatrox dismisses it while turning in the air to see what attacked him and stopping his fall.
"That was a pretty impressive hit." compliments Aatrox as he looks at his opponent, a large male devil that stands at seven feet eight inches tall, possesses short, spiky black hair, red eyes, and a body that seems to be made of muscles only. He wears a battle skirt reminiscent of a hoplite warrior, a black cuirass with the sigil of House Marbas in a red circle in the middle, and golden spaulders, greaves and gauntlets. "Ahhh, you must be Hadad Marbas." observes Aatrox.
"You will pay for your transgressions on House Marbas." replies Hadad with a scowl on his face.
"What House Marbas? Last I checked they were quite extinct." taunts Aatrox with a blood thirsty smirk as his touki explodes from his body and surrounds him in a green aura.
Hearing Aatrox's words, Hadad lunges at him with an enraged roar, earning a smile from Aatrox. Dodging the first punch, Aatrox grabs Hadad's outstretched arm and uses his momentum against him to throw him far away from the battlefield and into an open clearing. This is one of the tactics that they've been suggested to use once faced against a Pillar leader, face them away from the battlefield in order to reduce the possibility of their allies being caught in the crossfire.
With a smirk on his lips, Aatrox follows Hadad's flying body with a sonic boom, his spear poised to impale the devil through the chest. Before he does, Hadid barely dodges, resulting in a gash running across his chest horizontally as opposed to a stab through the chest. Readjusting himself, Hadid tries to kick Aatrox's back, only for the warrior to backflip over it and land in front of Hadid.
"Not bad. You survived my initial attack." compliments Aatrox. "But I can't help but feel as if you're looking down on me, where's your tamed beast?" he asks as he dismisses his spear.
"I have no need of it to kill you." replies Hadid with a deep rumbling voice.
"If that's the case then I'll just have to make you summon it!" exclaims Aatrox as he disappears from Hadad's vision in a burst of speed, causing the devil's eyes to widen in shock as Aatrox appears in front of him with a bloodthirsty grin and proceeds to smash his fist on the devil's chest, sending him flying into a mountain.
As his body collides with the mountain and creates cracks on its surface, Hadad can feel his rib cage crack while his internal organs are jostled around in his body. Before he can recover however Aatrox once again appears in front of him with another punch aimed towards his stomach, only to immediately retreat just as a series of dark red magical beams hit the ground where he once stood.
"Oi, you're interrupting my fight." says Aatrox as he glares at his attacker, a devil who stands at around his height with long blue hair and venomous green eyes. He wears a golden cuirass over a black shirt, greaves over his black knee high boots, and vambraces.
"It seems that you require my assistance Hadad." says the new devil.
"Just don't get in my way Gelsen." he says as he venomously spits out his fellow devil's name before launching himself at Aatrox.
Dodging his opponent's first punch, Aatrox retaliates with a kick that Hadad is barely able to block before Aatrox is forced to retreat due to a magical onslaught from Gelsen.
"Those spells, they feel poisonous. Are you Gelsen Buer, Head of House Buer?" asks Aatrox as he proceeds to dodge the crimson magical spells.
"Ohhh, so the dog does recognise his betters." comments Gelsen as a sword with a milky white blade appears in his hand and he joins Hadad in his assault on Aatrox.
With the two devils working side by side, the assault on aatrox is intensified as he is now forced to defend against Hadad's powerful strikes and Gelsen's precise slashes with a blade that he is sure is quite poisonous. Despite this however Aatrox simply grins as he continues to effortlessly parry, block and dodge every attack while adding his own strikes once in a while. Little by little the intensity of the battle increases as the devils begin to realise that they cannot hold back if they want to win. With this revelation they begin to magically enhance their bodies to the point where every clash between them and Aatrox creates a shockwave that resonates throughout the island.
"Yes! This is what I wanted, a battle with you devils that isn't disappointing!" exclaims Aatrox as he redirects a slash from Gelsen's sword before sending the devil flying away with a punch while also dodging a kick from Hadad. Grabbing hold of Hadad's leg, Aatrox proceeds to pull him towards him and pummels him to the ground with a series of punches before kicking him towards Gelsen.
With groans of pain the two devils struggle back onto their feet while swallowing down the blood they feel rising from the back of their throat. Once back on their feet, Hadad begins to draw upon a big amount of magical energy, making Aatrox interested in their new scheme.
"I didn't want to resort to this, but you leave me no choice." claims the Head of House Marbas, shocking Gelsen.
"Are you insane? If you summon Kulshedra our forces are guaranteed to be wiped out!" exclaims Gelsen.
"So what? At least we'll be rid of these Edenians, they have far too much power to be allowed to survive." refutes Hadad as he summons a massive magic circle over the city.
"Oi, do you really think that I'd let you summon your beast and allow it to rampage on the battlefield?" questions Aatrox.
"Of course not." replies Gelsen as he too begins to draw upon his magic. "But you'll be too busy with my hydra to worry about Kulshedra." he says as he also summons a magic circle over the city.
From the first and biggest magic circle emerges Kulshedra, a large serpentine demonic dragon with nine tongues, hornes, spiked spine, and massive demonic wings, emerges from one of the circles and releases a deafening roar that brings a halt to the battle. From the second magic circle, a gigantic nine-headed hydra emerges and proceeds to exhale clouds of poison that kills every devil in its vicinity while the Edenians merely cough due to its smoky nature.
"Shit!" exclaims Aatrox as he summons his spear and hurls it with as much strength as he can towards Kulshedra. The throw creates a sonic boom as the weapon cuts through the air and plunges into the side of the demonic dragon's head. Despite the impressive amount of power behind it however the spear does not plunge through the beast's body and instead stops once the blade is completely through. That does not stop its momentum however as it carries both the spear and the beast away from the city and far into the island's coast.
Finding the demonic dragon to be a bigger threat than the devils, Aatrox stops holding back and easily knocks out Hadad and Gelsen before he races towards the beast in order to slay it before it can recover and return to the battlefield. With speed unmatched by all of the mortals on the island due to Dromeus Komētēs: Comet Form, Aatrox appears before the dragon in less than a second and retrieves his spear from the side of its head before using it to create a long gash on the dragon's body, starting from its neck to its tail.
With a pained roar, Kulshedra turns to Aatrox's general direction and proceeds to spew a pillar of fire at the warrior. Flaring his touki, Aatrox races through the fire and into the dragon's mouth where he plunges his spear through the roof of its mouth and using all of his strength pushes it into the beast's brain, killing it.
As the dragon's body falls limp on the beach, Aatrox makes his way out of the mouth of the beast just in time to see the nine-headed hydra slowly disintegrate from the head down to its tail. With the naturally enhanced vision of an Edenian, Aatrox is able to clearly see the culprit, a man that every Edenian, regardless of age or gender, knows very well.
He stands at five feet nine inches tall, possesses the same brown skin as Ambrosius along with the same white hair tied into a ponytail. He wears a sleeveless red cuirass made of an unknown material with horizontal lines going down it and a single vertical line that travels through them, and five silver sea shells going across the chest. Attached to the cuirass are red tassets to protect the upper thigh, and a red cloth that hangs between the legs. On the left tasset are five silver sea shells, while the right has only one.
On the legs the armor is one piece separated into two colors, with the division occurring just above the knee. The top is made out of the same scales as Lord Ambrosius' very first atlantean armor, colored silver, and ending at just above the knee. The bottom covers from the knee down to the ankles and made from the same materials as the cuirass.
The boots are colored red, reaching just under the knee, with the part of the feet covered in a grey armor that makes it indistinguishable from the greaves that go over the part of the boot that covers the shins. To finish the armor are two red vambraces, with a single fin each, that go over two grey sleeves that start from the biceps and end at the wrist. All in all the man could easily pass off as a relative of Lord Ambrosius despite not being one.
In fact, the man is a mortal Edenian with no more blood relation to Lord Ambrosius than any other mortal Edenian. What makes him special is that he is the most powerful Edenian Warrior, is the leader of Squad Alpha, the most powerful squad, and was personally selected by Lord Ambrosius for a special experiment. His name is Gawain and he is the closest thing to a noble that the Edenian Empire has.
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AN: Here's the chapter. Kulshedra is killed quickly and so is the hydra. Some of you may not be satisfied with the way they were easily defeated and I get where you may come from, but Aatrox is an absolute monster and his spear has the same properties as Gae Bolg but without the special moves. We're also introduced to another Edenian mortal, Gawain, who also serves into giving a deeper look into Edenian culture. I will only say this, Gawain is not related to Ambrosius. He is 100% human turned into an Edenian. As for Edenian culture, we'll get a deeper look after the war is over. Right now it's still being developed. As usual, tell me what you guys think.
Also the third chapter of my Campione fic is published. The name of it is The Godslaying Pharaoh. The third chapter is already available on my p a t r e o n The link is, (p a t r e o n . com / servantambrosius), minus the spaces. That story will be updated once a week and patrons will be able to read chapters a week in advance along with other patreon exclusive content such as the Authorities that I have come up with and are considering for the main character.