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From Mortal to Divinity (SI/CYOA Jumpchain)
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Good fights, but I hope this isn't going to take another few chapters to finish off this battle though. The conclusion is foregone so stretching is unnecessary I think.
Malphas and Leviathan Captured
Edenia
~490 AD
Gawain, son of Aidan and Aine, members of the first tribe and a barren couple until the Descent of The Four. When the couple first met The Four they hoped that one of them would be able to help them conceive, at least that was the case until they found out that none of The Four were gods of fertility or childbirth. Aine, the ever optimist suggested that they ask either way even if the answer is possibly no, however Aiden felt that doing so would be disrespectful since they have not done anything yet to earn such a favor. As such the couple spent the better part of twelve years trying and failing to conceive until Aine could no longer take it and began to pray.
At first she did not expect to receive any reply since The Four spent most of their time in their mortal forms, and only did so in order to help herself cope. After the first few months however she started to hope after seeing Queen Morgan observing her as if she were a puzzle. Eventually, the Queen approached her and offered her a solution, she would take hers and Aiden's blood and with it she would create a baby. While she could magically fix her and her husband, according to Queen Morgan it would be disrespectful to the future god/goddess of fertility and childbirth of the pantheon.
Excited, Aine agreed and promptly told Aidan. Together they followed the Queen's instructions and a few months later they had their baby boy on the day of the Festival of The Descent. On that very same day they named the boy Gawain after one of Lord Ambrosius' mortal incarnations and vowed that they would raise the boy to dedicate himself to The Four.
Like this the boy grew, hearing stories of The Four, of their journey from universe to universe, of their different mortal incarnations, and of The Descent. He learned that it was Queen Morgan who made his birth possible and due to the other three that life was so much easier. As such he grew up admiring them and looking for how to dedicate himself. It was then that his father told him about the warriors, and he immediately went to enlist.
During training it quickly became obvious that while there were quite a few geniuses among them, Aatrox, Ajax, Alexander, and Enyo to name a few, Gawain however, was an entirely different beast. He excelled in hand to hand combat, all forms of weaponry, tactics, and he had a terrifying willpower that allowed him to continue when most had given up. He was the first to awaken his touki, the first to win a battle against one of the Knights of the Round, and when they were turned into Edenians he was one of the first warriors not specialising in magic to show his prodigious talent, easily mastering storm magic and being the one of the few warriors to receive the Power of Destruction.
Unlike Aatrox and Alexander however, he did not resonate with any of the six imprints. But it seemed that Ambrosius had foreseen this since he provided Gawain with a lancer figurine with the imprint of a specific hero, a hero that should have never existed. Naturally there was a chance of him not resonating with the hero, and even if he did there was the chance of death should he fail the test. Despite the risks however Gawain was not deterred and proceeded to fuse with the lancer figurine, causing him to fall in a coma that lasted for months which resulted in him missing the first two official battles of Edenia. When he finally awoke, it was to the sound of battle and the summoning of two massive beasts, Kulshedra and a nine-headed hydra.
Without even making sure that he did not suffer any adverse effects from the Resonance, Gawain activates one of the Noble Phantasms he received from the heroic spirit, Primaevo Armis Maris: Gift of The Sea God, a red and silver armor that protects him from curses and any Anti-Divinity weapons/conceptual attacks. In a second Gawain is already outside and manipulating his Power of Destruction into a dense ball no bigger than a needle point at his fingertips. Before anyone can even notice his presence, he launches the balls at the hydra's heads in the form of ten beams that strike it in the chest and on its nine heads. Slowly, the hydra begins to disintegrate from its head down, drawing almost everyone's attention to him.
Not caring much for the attention and wanting to rid his home of the invaders, Gawain fires a thin beam of destruction from his pointer finger that zig zags around the battlefield, striking every devil in its way and killing the majority of them. Those who survive the beam however are too distracted by the pain of the attack to defend themselves and quickly die, leaving behind the only six devils who were able to defend themselves against the attack.
"Put down your weapons and turn yourselves in." orders Gawain as he floats closer to the battlefield.
"That power…" mumbles one of the devils loud enough for everyone to hear before he turns to Gawain, the dead body of an Edenian warrior held tightly in his hand by the throat. "Tell me boy, where did you come about this power?" he demands.
"You seem to misunderstand your situation, Calan. You are in no position to make demands or ask any questions." replies Gawain with narrowed eyes.
"How do you know me?" questions Calan Malphas, Head of House Malphas, one of the 72 Pillars that is renowned for their skill in all forms of combat. He wears black armor that appears to bleed from every crevice. Rivulets of red run all over the metal and drips silently to the floor. He has long orange hair, yellow eyes like a serpent, skin that is as red as the ooze on his armor, and large black, leather-like wings that flap behind him.
Rather than answer Gawain blasts him with five thin beams of destruction from his finger. Despite connecting however, the attack has no effect and seems to wash over the armor like water on a stone.
"Give up your futile attempt now, this armor was forged to survive Zekram Bael's Power of Destruction. Your poor imitation will have even less effect." informs Calan.
Ignoring Calan's words once again, Gawain turns to the Edenian warriors watching the exchange.
"Capture these remaining devils. I want them at Lord Ambrosius' feet by the time I'm done." he orders before turning back to Calan. "This shouldn't take too long." he mutters to himself as a thin crimson and black aura surrounds his body and he disappears from Calan's sight in a burst of speed.
Caught by surprise by his opponent's speed, Calan is unable to react properly when Gawain appears before him and launches him into the ocean with a punch that creates a shockwave felt even by the citizens. Following through on his advantage, Gawain follows Calan into the ocean where he increases the pressure enough to stop Calan's movement. Before he can reach the devil however, Calan frees himself with a burst of magical energy that pushes the water hundreds of feet away, creating a circle in the ocean devoid of any water. With a roar Calan launches himself at Gawain with a punch that connects with Gawain's incoming punch, creating a shockwave that pushes the water further away.
"Tell me Edenian, who is responsible for my son's torture?" questions Calan as he launches a series of attacks that Gawain easily deflects.
"Do you honestly expect me to tell you?" replies Gawain as he smashes a palm on Calan's solar plexus, followed by a knee to the face, a roundhouse kick to the knee, and an elbow to his right arm. Normally that assault would have resulted in a shattered knee and a broken arm, but Calan's armor easily protects him from such injuries.
With a pained scream Calan swings a punch towards Gawain's face, only for him to redirect the punch away from him with a palm before striking Calan on his shoulders, elbows, and knees. As Calan attempts to defend himself Gawain grabs him by the hair and proceeds to slam his face down on the dry ocean floor, cracking it and dazing his opponent. Before he can proceed to knock him out however, he senses an attack coming from his back. Taking flight, Gawain easily dodges the attack and turns to face his attacker, a woman with long black hair, brown skin of the same complexion as him and glowing violet eyes. It is clear from her state that she has just barely escaped dying in battle, her clothes are torn, she is missing her left arm while her right one hangs limply, and her left leg is twisted in an unnatural direction. In addition, her jaw is broken and Gawain can see that her ribcage has been completely shattered.
"Identify yourself." orders Gawain as he slams his fist on Calan's temple, knocking him out.
Rather than answer the woman stares at him with hate filled eyes before controlling the water around her to attack Gawain in the form of spikes. Not bothered by her assault, Gawain merely waves his hand and evaporates the water, causing the devil's glare to intensify.
Before she can attack him again however, strands of silver hair emerge from the ocean and wrap themselves around the woman's throat.
"No, no, no, nonononono!" panics the devil as she attempts to free herself. "Why are you still alive?! I drowned you!" exclaims the devil with fear in her eyes.
"I must say, turning yourself into a massive sea serpent to drown me was quite a clever move once you realised that you could not win." says the voice of a woman as she emerges from the sea. She stands one inch short of six feet tall, possesses pale skin, silver hair with the middle strands being black, violet eyes and a very beautiful face. She wears purple, silver, and black dress that highlights her beautiful and curvy figure, especially since it is wet, thigh-high black high heeled boots and dark purple lipstick on her full lips.
"Unfortunately for you, I can't drown." says the woman that Gawain speculates to be Queen Sindel based on the descriptions he's heard of her. With almost no effort Queen Sindel smashes her fist on the devil's head, knocking her out, before turning to Gawain. "It seems that you too are finished. Come, let us return to Edenia." she says before Gawain can say anything and proceeds to turn to fly back to the city.
Following two steps behind her, Gawain can't help but wonder when she arrived and how much has he missed since his Resonance. From what he can tell so far Edenia has only joined the war recently and the rest of Squad Alpha are off the island, most likely on standby for a mission. If he had to guess then he would say that the devils were baited into attacking Edenia. This attack is most likely the second one on Edenian soil after what was most likely a brutal retaliation by Edenia for the devil's first attack. As such, Squad Alpha is most likely in the Underworld awaiting the order to attack after these devils have been subdued.
"You seem to be in deep thought, did your Resonance not go well?" asks Sindel, interrupting Gawain's train of thought.
"It went well. I was able to pass the test, albeit barely." responds Gawain as they float closer to the city.
"Barely? I remember Ambrosius saying that it should be no problem for you." answers Sindel.
"No offense to Lord Ambrosius, but his standards for what should be normal are quite skewed. The life of his mortal incarnation as a son of Neptune was not easy at all." says Gawain.
"Did you experience it, his life as a son of Neptune?" wonders Sindel.
"I did. The test was for me to survive experiencing it without becoming broken mentally. I was lucky to have received training from him before taking the test." explains Gawain humbly, earning an appreciative and understanding nod from Sindel as they come within a few miles of the city.
Before their conversion can continue however a teleportation circle appears in front of them, causing them to stop while preparing themselves in case of another enemy. As the light of the teleportation circle fades, a devil emerges from it. He stands at six feet two inches tall, has silver hair, grey eyes and a handsome face. He wears a standard knight armor without the helm and with his devil wings out in full display.
"Hand over Satan Leviathan." orders the devil, earning a raised eyebrow from Sindel while Gawain merely glares at him. "You humans do not even possess the right to look upon her, much less touch her with your filthy hands." says the devil.
Before Sindel can answer, Ambrosius appears next to the devil with no warning, as if he was always there.
"Is that so." hums Ambrosius as he studies the devil. "And who decided that?" he questions with a raised eyebrow. "Was it you, Sallos Belial?" asks Ambrosius as he disappears from his previous position and reappears next to Sallos, startling him. "Did you get sent here by Lucifer?" he wonders as he stares into the devil's eyes. "No, Lucifer doesn't even know that his fellow Satan lost. You came here with them in secret just to observe and intervene in case your crush needs help." explains Ambrosius, startling a terrified Sallos with how knowledgeable he is. "How adorable, the devil has a crush on his master." he says before smacking the devil, knocking him out cold and throwing his limp body at Gawain. "Put them in the dungeon with the others." orders Ambrosius.
"Yes my Lord." answers Gawain as he catches Sallos' body before flying away.
"I observed your battle, it seems that you're still limiting yourself to your hair and banshee scream." comments Ambrosius.
"I'm not used to the new abilities yet." admits Sindel.
"You'll get there." he replies with a reassuring smile as they fly back to the city side by side. "For now you can take a break. Azula and I will interrogate these devils and prepare for the next phase."
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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
Gawain, son of Aidan and Aine, members of the first tribe and a barren couple until the Descent of The Four. When the couple first met The Four they hoped that one of them would be able to help them conceive, at least that was the case until they found out that none of The Four were gods of fertility or childbirth. Aine, the ever optimist suggested that they ask either way even if the answer is possibly no, however Aiden felt that doing so would be disrespectful since they have not done anything yet to earn such a favor. As such the couple spent the better part of twelve years trying and failing to conceive until Aine could no longer take it and began to pray.
At first she did not expect to receive any reply since The Four spent most of their time in their mortal forms, and only did so in order to help herself cope. After the first few months however she started to hope after seeing Queen Morgan observing her as if she were a puzzle. Eventually, the Queen approached her and offered her a solution, she would take hers and Aiden's blood and with it she would create a baby. While she could magically fix her and her husband, according to Queen Morgan it would be disrespectful to the future god/goddess of fertility and childbirth of the pantheon.
Excited, Aine agreed and promptly told Aidan. Together they followed the Queen's instructions and a few months later they had their baby boy on the day of the Festival of The Descent. On that very same day they named the boy Gawain after one of Lord Ambrosius' mortal incarnations and vowed that they would raise the boy to dedicate himself to The Four.
Like this the boy grew, hearing stories of The Four, of their journey from universe to universe, of their different mortal incarnations, and of The Descent. He learned that it was Queen Morgan who made his birth possible and due to the other three that life was so much easier. As such he grew up admiring them and looking for how to dedicate himself. It was then that his father told him about the warriors, and he immediately went to enlist.
During training it quickly became obvious that while there were quite a few geniuses among them, Aatrox, Ajax, Alexander, and Enyo to name a few, Gawain however, was an entirely different beast. He excelled in hand to hand combat, all forms of weaponry, tactics, and he had a terrifying willpower that allowed him to continue when most had given up. He was the first to awaken his touki, the first to win a battle against one of the Knights of the Round, and when they were turned into Edenians he was one of the first warriors not specialising in magic to show his prodigious talent, easily mastering storm magic and being the one of the few warriors to receive the Power of Destruction.
Unlike Aatrox and Alexander however, he did not resonate with any of the six imprints. But it seemed that Ambrosius had foreseen this since he provided Gawain with a lancer figurine with the imprint of a specific hero, a hero that should have never existed. Naturally there was a chance of him not resonating with the hero, and even if he did there was the chance of death should he fail the test. Despite the risks however Gawain was not deterred and proceeded to fuse with the lancer figurine, causing him to fall in a coma that lasted for months which resulted in him missing the first two official battles of Edenia. When he finally awoke, it was to the sound of battle and the summoning of two massive beasts, Kulshedra and a nine-headed hydra.
Without even making sure that he did not suffer any adverse effects from the Resonance, Gawain activates one of the Noble Phantasms he received from the heroic spirit, Primaevo Armis Maris: Gift of The Sea God, a red and silver armor that protects him from curses and any Anti-Divinity weapons/conceptual attacks. In a second Gawain is already outside and manipulating his Power of Destruction into a dense ball no bigger than a needle point at his fingertips. Before anyone can even notice his presence, he launches the balls at the hydra's heads in the form of ten beams that strike it in the chest and on its nine heads. Slowly, the hydra begins to disintegrate from its head down, drawing almost everyone's attention to him.
Not caring much for the attention and wanting to rid his home of the invaders, Gawain fires a thin beam of destruction from his pointer finger that zig zags around the battlefield, striking every devil in its way and killing the majority of them. Those who survive the beam however are too distracted by the pain of the attack to defend themselves and quickly die, leaving behind the only six devils who were able to defend themselves against the attack.
"Put down your weapons and turn yourselves in." orders Gawain as he floats closer to the battlefield.
"That power…" mumbles one of the devils loud enough for everyone to hear before he turns to Gawain, the dead body of an Edenian warrior held tightly in his hand by the throat. "Tell me boy, where did you come about this power?" he demands.
"You seem to misunderstand your situation, Calan. You are in no position to make demands or ask any questions." replies Gawain with narrowed eyes.
"How do you know me?" questions Calan Malphas, Head of House Malphas, one of the 72 Pillars that is renowned for their skill in all forms of combat. He wears black armor that appears to bleed from every crevice. Rivulets of red run all over the metal and drips silently to the floor. He has long orange hair, yellow eyes like a serpent, skin that is as red as the ooze on his armor, and large black, leather-like wings that flap behind him.
Rather than answer Gawain blasts him with five thin beams of destruction from his finger. Despite connecting however, the attack has no effect and seems to wash over the armor like water on a stone.
"Give up your futile attempt now, this armor was forged to survive Zekram Bael's Power of Destruction. Your poor imitation will have even less effect." informs Calan.
Ignoring Calan's words once again, Gawain turns to the Edenian warriors watching the exchange.
"Capture these remaining devils. I want them at Lord Ambrosius' feet by the time I'm done." he orders before turning back to Calan. "This shouldn't take too long." he mutters to himself as a thin crimson and black aura surrounds his body and he disappears from Calan's sight in a burst of speed.
Caught by surprise by his opponent's speed, Calan is unable to react properly when Gawain appears before him and launches him into the ocean with a punch that creates a shockwave felt even by the citizens. Following through on his advantage, Gawain follows Calan into the ocean where he increases the pressure enough to stop Calan's movement. Before he can reach the devil however, Calan frees himself with a burst of magical energy that pushes the water hundreds of feet away, creating a circle in the ocean devoid of any water. With a roar Calan launches himself at Gawain with a punch that connects with Gawain's incoming punch, creating a shockwave that pushes the water further away.
"Tell me Edenian, who is responsible for my son's torture?" questions Calan as he launches a series of attacks that Gawain easily deflects.
"Do you honestly expect me to tell you?" replies Gawain as he smashes a palm on Calan's solar plexus, followed by a knee to the face, a roundhouse kick to the knee, and an elbow to his right arm. Normally that assault would have resulted in a shattered knee and a broken arm, but Calan's armor easily protects him from such injuries.
With a pained scream Calan swings a punch towards Gawain's face, only for him to redirect the punch away from him with a palm before striking Calan on his shoulders, elbows, and knees. As Calan attempts to defend himself Gawain grabs him by the hair and proceeds to slam his face down on the dry ocean floor, cracking it and dazing his opponent. Before he can proceed to knock him out however, he senses an attack coming from his back. Taking flight, Gawain easily dodges the attack and turns to face his attacker, a woman with long black hair, brown skin of the same complexion as him and glowing violet eyes. It is clear from her state that she has just barely escaped dying in battle, her clothes are torn, she is missing her left arm while her right one hangs limply, and her left leg is twisted in an unnatural direction. In addition, her jaw is broken and Gawain can see that her ribcage has been completely shattered.
"Identify yourself." orders Gawain as he slams his fist on Calan's temple, knocking him out.
Rather than answer the woman stares at him with hate filled eyes before controlling the water around her to attack Gawain in the form of spikes. Not bothered by her assault, Gawain merely waves his hand and evaporates the water, causing the devil's glare to intensify.
Before she can attack him again however, strands of silver hair emerge from the ocean and wrap themselves around the woman's throat.
"No, no, no, nonononono!" panics the devil as she attempts to free herself. "Why are you still alive?! I drowned you!" exclaims the devil with fear in her eyes.
"I must say, turning yourself into a massive sea serpent to drown me was quite a clever move once you realised that you could not win." says the voice of a woman as she emerges from the sea. She stands one inch short of six feet tall, possesses pale skin, silver hair with the middle strands being black, violet eyes and a very beautiful face. She wears purple, silver, and black dress that highlights her beautiful and curvy figure, especially since it is wet, thigh-high black high heeled boots and dark purple lipstick on her full lips.
"Unfortunately for you, I can't drown." says the woman that Gawain speculates to be Queen Sindel based on the descriptions he's heard of her. With almost no effort Queen Sindel smashes her fist on the devil's head, knocking her out, before turning to Gawain. "It seems that you too are finished. Come, let us return to Edenia." she says before Gawain can say anything and proceeds to turn to fly back to the city.
Following two steps behind her, Gawain can't help but wonder when she arrived and how much has he missed since his Resonance. From what he can tell so far Edenia has only joined the war recently and the rest of Squad Alpha are off the island, most likely on standby for a mission. If he had to guess then he would say that the devils were baited into attacking Edenia. This attack is most likely the second one on Edenian soil after what was most likely a brutal retaliation by Edenia for the devil's first attack. As such, Squad Alpha is most likely in the Underworld awaiting the order to attack after these devils have been subdued.
"You seem to be in deep thought, did your Resonance not go well?" asks Sindel, interrupting Gawain's train of thought.
"It went well. I was able to pass the test, albeit barely." responds Gawain as they float closer to the city.
"Barely? I remember Ambrosius saying that it should be no problem for you." answers Sindel.
"No offense to Lord Ambrosius, but his standards for what should be normal are quite skewed. The life of his mortal incarnation as a son of Neptune was not easy at all." says Gawain.
"Did you experience it, his life as a son of Neptune?" wonders Sindel.
"I did. The test was for me to survive experiencing it without becoming broken mentally. I was lucky to have received training from him before taking the test." explains Gawain humbly, earning an appreciative and understanding nod from Sindel as they come within a few miles of the city.
Before their conversion can continue however a teleportation circle appears in front of them, causing them to stop while preparing themselves in case of another enemy. As the light of the teleportation circle fades, a devil emerges from it. He stands at six feet two inches tall, has silver hair, grey eyes and a handsome face. He wears a standard knight armor without the helm and with his devil wings out in full display.
"Hand over Satan Leviathan." orders the devil, earning a raised eyebrow from Sindel while Gawain merely glares at him. "You humans do not even possess the right to look upon her, much less touch her with your filthy hands." says the devil.
Before Sindel can answer, Ambrosius appears next to the devil with no warning, as if he was always there.
"Is that so." hums Ambrosius as he studies the devil. "And who decided that?" he questions with a raised eyebrow. "Was it you, Sallos Belial?" asks Ambrosius as he disappears from his previous position and reappears next to Sallos, startling him. "Did you get sent here by Lucifer?" he wonders as he stares into the devil's eyes. "No, Lucifer doesn't even know that his fellow Satan lost. You came here with them in secret just to observe and intervene in case your crush needs help." explains Ambrosius, startling a terrified Sallos with how knowledgeable he is. "How adorable, the devil has a crush on his master." he says before smacking the devil, knocking him out cold and throwing his limp body at Gawain. "Put them in the dungeon with the others." orders Ambrosius.
"Yes my Lord." answers Gawain as he catches Sallos' body before flying away.
"I observed your battle, it seems that you're still limiting yourself to your hair and banshee scream." comments Ambrosius.
"I'm not used to the new abilities yet." admits Sindel.
"You'll get there." he replies with a reassuring smile as they fly back to the city side by side. "For now you can take a break. Azula and I will interrogate these devils and prepare for the next phase."
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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.
Lundenwic
Lundenwic
~492 AD
Lundenwic, an Anglo-Saxon settlement of around 50,000 people that was founded after the abandonment of Londinium and the collapse of Roman rule. The city was founded by a group of allied tribes after they, and many other tribes who accepted Vortigern's invitation to Britain, were defeated and their leader, Vortigern, was killed by King Arthur. With the death of Vortigern, many of the tribes saw no reason to keep themselves allied with one another and went their separate ways. From there, a period of bloodshed and war swept through southern Britain as the tribes fought each other for the lands to settle.
During this period of war the city of Lundenwic was founded by an alliance of Anglo-Saxon tribes and remnants of people who used to live in Londinium, Roman London. Since the tribes who followed Vortigern had faced drastic changes to their culture during their years with him, such as converting to Catholicism, the Anglo-Saxon tribes found that integrating themselves with the remnants of Roman London to be an easier task than expected.
While both groups certainly had their differences in terms of beliefs and culture, such as the Anglo-Saxon's more warrior-like lifestyle as opposed to the more merchant-like lifestyle of the remnants of Londinium, the threat of enemies from the outside forced them to not only adapt and tolerate each other, but to also cooperate with each other to the point of their culture slowly merging until they became one group as opposed to two different groups cooperating. With the founding of this new group, the city of Lundenwic was founded where Londinium used to be and quickly grew to become a major port town of southern Britain. Due to this however, it quickly earned the attention of the more barbaric tribes as well as the attention of settlements created by other Anglo-Saxon tribes, forcing Lundenwic to quickly adopt a militaristic force to protect itself.
Despite not having faced King Arthur themselves, the leading generation of Lundenwic have seen the impact that his military prowess has left on their forefathers and thus decided to adopt a similar structure in the hopes of creating a similarly powerful force. This decision proved to be the correct decision when the many Knights of Lundenwic forced a powerful coalition of Anglo-Saxon tribes and settlements to retreat while only incurring less casualties than they had anticipated. Not only did this bring Lundenwic fame due to many comparing them to the King Arthur's Knights of the Round Table, but it also dramatically increased the popularity of Catholicism in Lundenwic and many of the surrounding areas due to the majority of the Knights claiming that they owe their victory to none other than God of the Bible himself. This increase in popularity made Lundenwic a hub for Catholicism with the potential to reach Camelot's level. Or at least it used to before the arrival of the devils.
Sometime around the year 482, Lundenwic began to experience an increase in activities that the most devout members of the church would consider sinful. People drank more, partied more, and submitted to their base desires more often than usual. This eventually led to an increase in crime that started out small. At first it went unnoticed by all since the crimes were either minor or were in secret. A theft here, a bribe there, or the occasional murder that occured when a drunken fight took place, but eventually the crimes grew in number and frequency. Murders began to take place more frequently and without the culprit being drunk, the number of thefts, bribes, and blackmails increased, and even rapes became more frequent. This quickly drew the attention of the church who correctly deduced that the city is under attack by devils, but unfortunately for them they were too late.
The leaders of the city had already turned to the devils, and so had the Knights and the majority of the leaders of the church. Those who had not succumbed to the temptation of the devils were swiftly taken care of before they could escape. From there, the city quickly became the capital of the devils in Britain as well as their staging ground for their invasion of the island.
With the devils taking over the city, life quickly changed for the humans who lived there as they found themselves to be second class citizens at best for the devils who occupy the city. The first major change that the city experienced was expansion. Using the humans as slave labor, the devils went about expanding the city towards the west while also attacking all minor settlements in the surrounding areas that are not Catholic and converting those that are Catholic. Soon the entirety of south Britain fell to the devils, leaving Briton, the kingdom of King Arthur, as the remaining bastion against the devils in Europe.
Leading this successful invasion of Europe is Pruflas of House Satanachia, one of the Six Houses of Lucifer that is known for their mind control abilities as well as their skills in subjugating others. Like all members of House Satanachia, Pruflas is a master of mind control and subjugation, unlike the rest however he takes it to a completely different level. He has an innate power over all women, capable of subjugating them regardless of age or power and doing with them whatever he wishes. He has shown to be able to improve the mental sharpness of those he wishes as well as the flexibility of their body. He commands thousands of witches who he uses to manipulate others as well as turn against God, and has shown the ability to create even more. Despite this however, none of those reasons are why he was chosen specifically to conquer Europe.
The reason why he was specifically chosen to conquer Europe is due to his greatest ability, the ability to raise sacred spaces that can block out God and his Hosts' influence while also weakening any enemy that enters his sacred space. Similar to how the interior of any church is considered God's property and is capable of weakening any devil that enters, the sacred spaces of Pruflas is his property which he has absolute control over. With it he can weaken God's influence over the area while blocking it from his senses, allowing the devils to do as they please without having to worry about God finding out.
Currently, within a massive castle in the city of Lundenwic, one can find a devil sitting on a black throne inside of a room filled with other devils. The devil appears as a strong soldier with blonde hair and red eyes, wearing the armor of a Roman soldier with an orange colored breastplate. Like all devils of his House, his face is handsome and contains a certain supernatural charm to it that makes any who see it want to submit themselves completely to him. This man is none other than Puflas Satanachia, Head of House Satanachia, and leader of the devil forces in Europe. He is the one credited with the current state of the continent as well as devils successfully getting a foothold in Europe while also tricking the Fallen Angels to focus most of their efforts to defeating the Angels.
As Puflas makes himself comfortable on his throne, a tall bearded middle aged man approaches him while ignoring the tense atmosphere in the room and bows.
"Trimasel, you have the nerve of showing your face here after your failure in Dyfed." slowly says Pruflas.
"My apologies Lord Satanachia, I did not expect for the Edenians to ally themselves with the Fallen." replies Trimasel as he deepens his bow.
"Your last report indicated that they allied themselves with the Angels; now you claim that defeated you with the aid of the Fallen, which is it?" calmly asks Pruflas.
"Both. They first attacked by themselves and liberated Haverfordwest before using the town as a foothold for their forces. Then they slowly chipped away our influence in the surrounding areas which allowed the Angels to descend upon us. While we defended ourselves from the Angels in the west, another group of Edenians assaulted the East along with the aid of the Fallen." reports the devil.
"Are the Angels and the Fallen in alliance?" questions Pruflas while the other devils in the room uncomfortably shift in their position at the prospect of the Fallen and the Angels allying with each other..
"No. The Angels seemed unaware that the Fallen were also attacking from a different front." he replies, causing many of the devils to silently sigh in relief.
"That's not much better, we are still fighting a war against three opponents, and our most dangerous one seems to have no issues with allying themselves with the other two." claims Pruflas with a slight frown on his face. Ever since the introduction of the Edenians, things have steadily gotten worse for the devils. First they lost thousands of devils in a reconnaissance mission to the island, which led to the loss of five Pillars when the Edenians retaliated. In an attempt to wipe out the Edenians before they can become a problem as well as to avenge the wiped out Pillars, Lucifer sent an assault squad led by Satan Leviathan to Edenia. The resulting losses were far worse than anything devil society has ever faced.
In that battle not only did they lose hundreds of thousands of devils, but they also lost eleven Pillar heads as well as Satan Leviathan herself. What makes it all worse is the fact that they have no idea what happened since there were no survivors. As retaliation for attacking their island once again, the Edenians wiped out another five Pillar clans before going on to lead a campaign that freed Ireland from the devils.
"What squad led the charge?" asks Pruflas, depending on which squad he has to face will determine how much reinforcements he will need from the Underworld.
"S-Squad Alpha." stutters Trimasel, causing an atmosphere of fear and uneasiness to fall on the room.
"Did you say Squad Alpha?" questions Pruflas as he leans forward.
"Yes." confirms Trimasel with a nod.
Hearing Trimasel's answer, Pruflas leans back on his throne with a heavy frown on his face while the other devils fearfully whisper amongst themselves. To the devils, the Edenians are the perfect counter to their magical prowess. While their magical abilities allow them to face most supernatural races and come out on top, using it against the Edenians tends to be more of a hindrance than an aid. That is all most Edennians are to the devils, a perfect counter to their magical prowess.
However, there are quite a few exceptions amongst the Edenians that go from being a perfect counter to being the worst possible enemy to all devil kinds, and Squad Alpha is one of those exceptions.
Made up of four Edenian Warriors like every other squad, Squad Alpha does not seem to be anything special from a first glance, at least not until they join the battlefield. Like all Edenian Warriors, they are very skilled in hand to hand combat, weaponry, can all use touki, something that should not be possible, and are all powerful enough to be considered Ultimate Class. Unlike most Edenian Warriors however, anyone who survived a battle against them only survived because they were allowed to survive. To most devil society, Squad Alpha is infamous for leading the charge that wiped out the first five Pillars out of the ten that were destroyed.
"Did you recognise any of the others?" asks Pruflas.
"I did. Squads Beta was also present." informs Trimasel, causing the devils to become even more uneasy. While Squad Alpha is known for not leaving any survivors simply due to their efficiency, Squad Beta does not leave any survivors due to two of their members' battle lust as well as their bloodthirsty nature.
"I see." comments Pluflas to himself before turning to a dark corner of the room. "We need to accelerate our plans." commands the devil as a woman wearing a tight red dress and black veil over her face steps out of the shadows, her steps so light that she seems to glide over the floor.
"The boy is not completely disillusioned with his king yet." replies the woman with a soft, sultry voice.
"Then make him." orders Pruflas.
"Very well." replies the woman, as she steps back to our corner, her body seemingly melting into the shadows. "Prepare to return to the Underworld, if the Edenians are led by Squad Alpha then this city may not last long." says Pruflas to the devils in the room.
"Excuse me Lord Pruflas, but why should we be worried? Surely your sacred space will surely block the devils like it blocks Him." says Trimasel.
"Trimasel, you are a disgrace to House Barbatos. My sacred space does not block Him or his Angels from attacking us, it merely stops them from sensing what is going on inside. If he wanted to he could attack us anytime he wants, but since we were willingly given this city by the humans he won't. After all, he believes that the most important thing for humanity is for them to have freedom of choice." explains Pruflas.
While the major weakness of the devils is anything deemed Holy by God, or blessed by a believer, the major weakness of Angels is the constraints that God places on them and himself. If a city falls due to the leader giving in to the temptation of the devils, God and his forces will not attack the devils and will allow them to stay in the city. That one constraint is what allowed the devils to be able to possess Lundenwic without fear of being attacked.
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AN: Here's the chapter. As usual, tell me what you guys think.
Also the fourth chapter of my Campione fic is published. The name of it is The Godslaying Pharaoh. The fifth 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.
~492 AD
Lundenwic, an Anglo-Saxon settlement of around 50,000 people that was founded after the abandonment of Londinium and the collapse of Roman rule. The city was founded by a group of allied tribes after they, and many other tribes who accepted Vortigern's invitation to Britain, were defeated and their leader, Vortigern, was killed by King Arthur. With the death of Vortigern, many of the tribes saw no reason to keep themselves allied with one another and went their separate ways. From there, a period of bloodshed and war swept through southern Britain as the tribes fought each other for the lands to settle.
During this period of war the city of Lundenwic was founded by an alliance of Anglo-Saxon tribes and remnants of people who used to live in Londinium, Roman London. Since the tribes who followed Vortigern had faced drastic changes to their culture during their years with him, such as converting to Catholicism, the Anglo-Saxon tribes found that integrating themselves with the remnants of Roman London to be an easier task than expected.
While both groups certainly had their differences in terms of beliefs and culture, such as the Anglo-Saxon's more warrior-like lifestyle as opposed to the more merchant-like lifestyle of the remnants of Londinium, the threat of enemies from the outside forced them to not only adapt and tolerate each other, but to also cooperate with each other to the point of their culture slowly merging until they became one group as opposed to two different groups cooperating. With the founding of this new group, the city of Lundenwic was founded where Londinium used to be and quickly grew to become a major port town of southern Britain. Due to this however, it quickly earned the attention of the more barbaric tribes as well as the attention of settlements created by other Anglo-Saxon tribes, forcing Lundenwic to quickly adopt a militaristic force to protect itself.
Despite not having faced King Arthur themselves, the leading generation of Lundenwic have seen the impact that his military prowess has left on their forefathers and thus decided to adopt a similar structure in the hopes of creating a similarly powerful force. This decision proved to be the correct decision when the many Knights of Lundenwic forced a powerful coalition of Anglo-Saxon tribes and settlements to retreat while only incurring less casualties than they had anticipated. Not only did this bring Lundenwic fame due to many comparing them to the King Arthur's Knights of the Round Table, but it also dramatically increased the popularity of Catholicism in Lundenwic and many of the surrounding areas due to the majority of the Knights claiming that they owe their victory to none other than God of the Bible himself. This increase in popularity made Lundenwic a hub for Catholicism with the potential to reach Camelot's level. Or at least it used to before the arrival of the devils.
Sometime around the year 482, Lundenwic began to experience an increase in activities that the most devout members of the church would consider sinful. People drank more, partied more, and submitted to their base desires more often than usual. This eventually led to an increase in crime that started out small. At first it went unnoticed by all since the crimes were either minor or were in secret. A theft here, a bribe there, or the occasional murder that occured when a drunken fight took place, but eventually the crimes grew in number and frequency. Murders began to take place more frequently and without the culprit being drunk, the number of thefts, bribes, and blackmails increased, and even rapes became more frequent. This quickly drew the attention of the church who correctly deduced that the city is under attack by devils, but unfortunately for them they were too late.
The leaders of the city had already turned to the devils, and so had the Knights and the majority of the leaders of the church. Those who had not succumbed to the temptation of the devils were swiftly taken care of before they could escape. From there, the city quickly became the capital of the devils in Britain as well as their staging ground for their invasion of the island.
With the devils taking over the city, life quickly changed for the humans who lived there as they found themselves to be second class citizens at best for the devils who occupy the city. The first major change that the city experienced was expansion. Using the humans as slave labor, the devils went about expanding the city towards the west while also attacking all minor settlements in the surrounding areas that are not Catholic and converting those that are Catholic. Soon the entirety of south Britain fell to the devils, leaving Briton, the kingdom of King Arthur, as the remaining bastion against the devils in Europe.
Leading this successful invasion of Europe is Pruflas of House Satanachia, one of the Six Houses of Lucifer that is known for their mind control abilities as well as their skills in subjugating others. Like all members of House Satanachia, Pruflas is a master of mind control and subjugation, unlike the rest however he takes it to a completely different level. He has an innate power over all women, capable of subjugating them regardless of age or power and doing with them whatever he wishes. He has shown to be able to improve the mental sharpness of those he wishes as well as the flexibility of their body. He commands thousands of witches who he uses to manipulate others as well as turn against God, and has shown the ability to create even more. Despite this however, none of those reasons are why he was chosen specifically to conquer Europe.
The reason why he was specifically chosen to conquer Europe is due to his greatest ability, the ability to raise sacred spaces that can block out God and his Hosts' influence while also weakening any enemy that enters his sacred space. Similar to how the interior of any church is considered God's property and is capable of weakening any devil that enters, the sacred spaces of Pruflas is his property which he has absolute control over. With it he can weaken God's influence over the area while blocking it from his senses, allowing the devils to do as they please without having to worry about God finding out.
Currently, within a massive castle in the city of Lundenwic, one can find a devil sitting on a black throne inside of a room filled with other devils. The devil appears as a strong soldier with blonde hair and red eyes, wearing the armor of a Roman soldier with an orange colored breastplate. Like all devils of his House, his face is handsome and contains a certain supernatural charm to it that makes any who see it want to submit themselves completely to him. This man is none other than Puflas Satanachia, Head of House Satanachia, and leader of the devil forces in Europe. He is the one credited with the current state of the continent as well as devils successfully getting a foothold in Europe while also tricking the Fallen Angels to focus most of their efforts to defeating the Angels.
As Puflas makes himself comfortable on his throne, a tall bearded middle aged man approaches him while ignoring the tense atmosphere in the room and bows.
"Trimasel, you have the nerve of showing your face here after your failure in Dyfed." slowly says Pruflas.
"My apologies Lord Satanachia, I did not expect for the Edenians to ally themselves with the Fallen." replies Trimasel as he deepens his bow.
"Your last report indicated that they allied themselves with the Angels; now you claim that defeated you with the aid of the Fallen, which is it?" calmly asks Pruflas.
"Both. They first attacked by themselves and liberated Haverfordwest before using the town as a foothold for their forces. Then they slowly chipped away our influence in the surrounding areas which allowed the Angels to descend upon us. While we defended ourselves from the Angels in the west, another group of Edenians assaulted the East along with the aid of the Fallen." reports the devil.
"Are the Angels and the Fallen in alliance?" questions Pruflas while the other devils in the room uncomfortably shift in their position at the prospect of the Fallen and the Angels allying with each other..
"No. The Angels seemed unaware that the Fallen were also attacking from a different front." he replies, causing many of the devils to silently sigh in relief.
"That's not much better, we are still fighting a war against three opponents, and our most dangerous one seems to have no issues with allying themselves with the other two." claims Pruflas with a slight frown on his face. Ever since the introduction of the Edenians, things have steadily gotten worse for the devils. First they lost thousands of devils in a reconnaissance mission to the island, which led to the loss of five Pillars when the Edenians retaliated. In an attempt to wipe out the Edenians before they can become a problem as well as to avenge the wiped out Pillars, Lucifer sent an assault squad led by Satan Leviathan to Edenia. The resulting losses were far worse than anything devil society has ever faced.
In that battle not only did they lose hundreds of thousands of devils, but they also lost eleven Pillar heads as well as Satan Leviathan herself. What makes it all worse is the fact that they have no idea what happened since there were no survivors. As retaliation for attacking their island once again, the Edenians wiped out another five Pillar clans before going on to lead a campaign that freed Ireland from the devils.
"What squad led the charge?" asks Pruflas, depending on which squad he has to face will determine how much reinforcements he will need from the Underworld.
"S-Squad Alpha." stutters Trimasel, causing an atmosphere of fear and uneasiness to fall on the room.
"Did you say Squad Alpha?" questions Pruflas as he leans forward.
"Yes." confirms Trimasel with a nod.
Hearing Trimasel's answer, Pruflas leans back on his throne with a heavy frown on his face while the other devils fearfully whisper amongst themselves. To the devils, the Edenians are the perfect counter to their magical prowess. While their magical abilities allow them to face most supernatural races and come out on top, using it against the Edenians tends to be more of a hindrance than an aid. That is all most Edennians are to the devils, a perfect counter to their magical prowess.
However, there are quite a few exceptions amongst the Edenians that go from being a perfect counter to being the worst possible enemy to all devil kinds, and Squad Alpha is one of those exceptions.
Made up of four Edenian Warriors like every other squad, Squad Alpha does not seem to be anything special from a first glance, at least not until they join the battlefield. Like all Edenian Warriors, they are very skilled in hand to hand combat, weaponry, can all use touki, something that should not be possible, and are all powerful enough to be considered Ultimate Class. Unlike most Edenian Warriors however, anyone who survived a battle against them only survived because they were allowed to survive. To most devil society, Squad Alpha is infamous for leading the charge that wiped out the first five Pillars out of the ten that were destroyed.
"Did you recognise any of the others?" asks Pruflas.
"I did. Squads Beta was also present." informs Trimasel, causing the devils to become even more uneasy. While Squad Alpha is known for not leaving any survivors simply due to their efficiency, Squad Beta does not leave any survivors due to two of their members' battle lust as well as their bloodthirsty nature.
"I see." comments Pluflas to himself before turning to a dark corner of the room. "We need to accelerate our plans." commands the devil as a woman wearing a tight red dress and black veil over her face steps out of the shadows, her steps so light that she seems to glide over the floor.
"The boy is not completely disillusioned with his king yet." replies the woman with a soft, sultry voice.
"Then make him." orders Pruflas.
"Very well." replies the woman, as she steps back to our corner, her body seemingly melting into the shadows. "Prepare to return to the Underworld, if the Edenians are led by Squad Alpha then this city may not last long." says Pruflas to the devils in the room.
"Excuse me Lord Pruflas, but why should we be worried? Surely your sacred space will surely block the devils like it blocks Him." says Trimasel.
"Trimasel, you are a disgrace to House Barbatos. My sacred space does not block Him or his Angels from attacking us, it merely stops them from sensing what is going on inside. If he wanted to he could attack us anytime he wants, but since we were willingly given this city by the humans he won't. After all, he believes that the most important thing for humanity is for them to have freedom of choice." explains Pruflas.
While the major weakness of the devils is anything deemed Holy by God, or blessed by a believer, the major weakness of Angels is the constraints that God places on them and himself. If a city falls due to the leader giving in to the temptation of the devils, God and his forces will not attack the devils and will allow them to stay in the city. That one constraint is what allowed the devils to be able to possess Lundenwic without fear of being attacked.
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AN: Here's the chapter. As usual, tell me what you guys think.
Also the fourth chapter of my Campione fic is published. The name of it is The Godslaying Pharaoh. The fifth 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.
Human Monsters
AN Warning: This chapter is somewhat dark
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Ratae, East Midlands
Britain
~492 AD
They came during one warm summer morning, their bat-like wings flapping behind them while their armor glinted with the light from the sun. Their features, while human, were too beautiful and perfect to be considered as such, and it was then that the people understood that these were not human. Their faces smiled kindly at them and they spoke sweet honeyed words of what they have to offer to them, power, women, land, and even immortality. They spoke of the greatness that they could bestow upon the humans, of the glorious battles they could win, the lands they could win, the women they could conquer, and even the kings that they could become. They promised all of that and more, all for one simple price, their obedience and their worship. Like any good salesman they knew who they were speaking to and what they had to say and offer to seal the deal, and just like they expected, the humans were more than happy to accept the offer by signing a magical contract with their blood.
With the contract signed, things quickly changed for the humans of that settlement. The first major change was their enhanced physique. They could move far faster than any normal human, lift more, fight for longer periods of time, and survive the worst punishments without being harmed.After having their physiques enhanced, they were then given weapons of superior quality as well as training in how to use them before being ordered to conquer the surrounding settlements while also making the people their worship their new benefactors.
Like this, the followers of the devils began to war with any settlement not under devil rule, which, considering their proximity to the north and the Kingdom of Camelot, was quite a lot. With their superior weapons and bodies, they easily defeated any opposition in their way and took whatever it is that they wanted from the defeated. Whether it be their land, riches, or women, they took them all while also enslaving the surviving warriors who decided not to worship the devils. They did all of this while the devils merely watched and reaped whatever it is that they wanted from the defeated and the humans who worship them; whether it be the beautiful human women, the slaves who they made fight for their amusement, or the lands that they burned just for the sake of it.
It is like this that the devils spread their influence beyond Southern Britain, and into the lands bordering Camelot. They did not participate in any of the battles, nor did they actively act on behalf of their worshipers. They merely gave them weapons and enhanced their physique while watching them conquer and pillage their way towards Camelot. They did all of this for one simple reason, God and his Angels will not interfere in a conflict between men even if one side has an unfair advantage in the form of better crafted weapons and magically enhanced physiques. Even if they possess these advantages due to making deals with devils, as long as the devils themselves do not actively attack or wage battles against humans, he will not interfere. Like this, the followers of the devils were allowed to conquer and ravage their way towards Camelot's borders unimpeded.
Currently within the town of Ratae, a town that was well developed by the Romans during their occupation of the island, a group of men could be seen rampaging through it. Most of them wear no shirts, allowing the muscled torso to be seen as well as the strange tattoo over their hearts that denotes what devil they serve and worship. Despite the valiant attempts of the warriors of the town, these men simply cut through them as if they are made of nothing but straw. They cut, stab, and decapitate them while laughing without care about the fact that they are outnumbered. To them, it does not matter how many of them there are, their attempts to fight back are simply futile.
While some of the invaders are killing their way through the town's warriors, others are barging into the homes of the citizens and dragging them out to the streets, and some of the men can be seen having their way with whatever woman they fancy regardless of their consent. In one particular house, a mother can be seen hurrying her children into hiding under a bed.
"Whatever happens, do not come out!" She instructs the children as she leaves their room and walks towards her own room just as the door of the house is smashed open and a shirtless man with brown hair walks in. He stands close to eight feet tall with a massive frame full of nothing but muscles. His shoulders are so wide that to enter the house he has to step in one shoulder at a time, and his arms are so wide and thick that one would not be wrong to compare them to the trunk of small trees. His chest, arms, and hands are drenched in the blood of his victims that drips onto the floor, and his dark eyes seem to promise nothing but pain and suffering.
Seeing this monstrosity of a man enter the house, the mother cannot help but scream in fear while silently praying that her children will be safe. Unbothered by her scream, the man makes his way to her with wide strides and grabs her by her blond hair before making his way towards the exit of the house. As he passes by the room where the children are hiding however, he pauses and sniffs the air, causing the mother's heart to skip a beat.
"W-what are you doing?" questions the mother as she musters enough courage to distract him for the sake of her children. Ignoring the mother, the invader continues to sniff the air before slowly turning to face the children's room. Knowing that if this continues her children will be found, the mother scratches the hand that holds her in an attempt to draw his attention. Unfortunately for her she does not even leave a mark on him, nor did she succeed in drawing his attention as the massive man ignores her and makes his way into the children's room where he grabs the bed and flings it a wall, shattering it and causing the children to scream in fear.
"No!" exclaims the mother as she does all she can to force the man to leave her children alone, scratching, punching, and kicking in the hopes of hurting him somehow. Unperturbed by her however, he grabs both of the children by their shirts and makes his way out of the room. As they are being dragged out, the mother comes close to a wooden stake from the broken bed that she picks up and proceeds to use to stab the man's thigh with, only for it to break upon making contact with his skin.
As the mother watches the stake break, she can't help but feel the last of her hope leave and despair take root within her heart. Her children are about to be killed, and she is going to be turned into a toy for this monster to play with. Yet, despite the hopelessness of the situation, she can't find it within herself to cry or show her fear. She doesn't want her children's last moments to be filled with despair, or for them to see her fear. Even if they are about to be killed, and she is going to suffer a fate worse than death, she wants them to at least go peacefully. And so, she plasters a smile on her face and turns to face her children.
"It's going to be ok." she whispers to them even as they fearfully stare at her. She knows that it's a lie and that things are never going to be ok after this, but she can't bring it upon herself to be honest with them, so she lies. For the first time in her lifetime, she lies to her children. She tells them that it's all going to be over soon and that everything will be fine even as the monster drags them out of the house and tosses them to the ground.
Ignoring the pain of her landing, she crawls to her sons and smiles to them while wiping their tears.
"We're going to be ok." she tells them even as she feels the monster grab her by the ankles and drag her back to him while her two sons call out her name.
"You're a real pretty one." says the behemoth with a voice that sounds like stone breaking and a grin as he turns her over to face him.
"Not in front of my children." she says with a glare that hides her fear.
"So you want me to kill them?" questions the monster with a tilt of his head, her silence and the look in her eyes giving him her answer.
"If you leave them be and don't do in front of them I won't struggle." she negotiates with an expression that gives nothing of her thoughts away while internally hoping that he listens.
"Too bad for you then, I love it when they struggle." he says with a dark chuckle as he begins to undo his pants. Despite being horrified, the mother calmly looks towards her sons.
"Look away." she says with another smile as they reluctantly close their eyes and look away. Despite telling them obeying however, she knows that it is too late and that they are already traumatised. The sound of other women being raped, the sound of battle, the laughter of the invaders, the smell of blood and smoke, and the voice of this monster has most already taken its toll on their minds. Still, at least they will not have to suffer the sight of what is going to happen to her.
"Hehehe, you really care about these brats, don't you. Maybe I'll keep them alive and raise them to be just like me. I bet that will break you." says the monster with a chuckle, causing the mother to turn urgently to to face him with fear written all over her face. "There's that look that I love. The look of fear and horror." says the man as he begins to lower his pants, and despair truly takes hold of the mother.
Before he can completely lower his pants however, something smashes into him and sends him flying through countless houses.
"Tsk, savages." says the calm and smooth voice of a man that slowly floats down from the sky. He is around six feet tall, has a pale yet healthy skin, and is a remarkably handsome man with quirky long black hair combed backward in a rough fashion that has a strand hanging down his face, golden eyes, and a small birthmark under his left eye. He wears a dark teal, sleeveless body tights with black accents, black arm sleeves that cover his arms from his wrist to just under his shoulders, and he holds a silver trident in his left hand.
"Are you harmed my lady?" asks the man as he softly lands in front of the woman with a concerned look on his face while offering her his hand. Dumbstruck and still processing the fact that she has just been saved, the mother can only stare at him while absentmindedly taking his hand.
As he pulls her up to her feet, the mother is able to regain her wits and runs to her children while ignoring the man.
"My children!" she happily exclaims while enveloping them in a hug that they tearfully return.
"Your orders?" asks a man that appears next to the mother's savior.
"Tell Ambros and Anlon that they can go all out. If possible make one of them summon whatever devil they worship; I want the head of at least one of them today." orders the leader.
"Ahhh, are you sure that you want those two to go all out? After all, they are the reason why the devils call us Bloody Beta Squad." asks the subordinate.
"Yes. I am tired of these sights, Vanko." replies the leader.
"I know what you mean." agrees Vanko as he prepares to leave, only for the woman to stop him.
"Wait, if you go you will die." she says as she approaches the duo while carrying her two children. "These men are monsters, they can't be harmed." She informs them just as the behemoth returns as he plows through a house and charges at the group of three at a speed too fast for a normal man to react. Despite hearing him approaching, the mother cannot react in time to save herself and her children. Before the massive man can reach her however, Vanko appears in between them, grabs the man by the face and smashes his head on the ground, cracking it, before breaking the man's neck with a powerful stomp.
"W-what?" stutters the woman as she attempts to process what has just happened.
The monster is dead. The man that had been about to have his way with her and was threatening into turning her precious sons into beasts like him just died from a stomp as easily as a bug is killed when stepped on. What kind of beings would be capable of doing something like this, she wonders to herself. How much power would someone need to kill that monster as easily as a human kills a bug? No, these beings can't be considered human, she thinks to herself. They are far too powerful and beautiful to pass off as human, especially the leader. They can't be angels since they don't possess wings, nor are they devils since the monsters killing their way through the town serve devils. That can only mean that they are a third party group, one that can't stand the atrocities that the devils cause.
That thought brings a smile on the mother's face, and fills her heart with hope. They are saved, her and her sons are saved by beings powerful enough to beat the devils and the monsters who side with them. That means that everything will be ok. She didn't lie to her sons, she and her children are going to be fine.
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AN: Here's the chapter. As usual, tell me what you guys think.
Also the fifth chapter of my Campione fic is published. The name of it is The Godslaying Pharaoh. The fifth chapter is already available on my Pat re on which is (pat re on .com / servantambrosius), minus the spaces. That story will be updated once a week and patrons will be able to read chapters as soon as I finish writing them 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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Ratae, East Midlands
Britain
~492 AD
They came during one warm summer morning, their bat-like wings flapping behind them while their armor glinted with the light from the sun. Their features, while human, were too beautiful and perfect to be considered as such, and it was then that the people understood that these were not human. Their faces smiled kindly at them and they spoke sweet honeyed words of what they have to offer to them, power, women, land, and even immortality. They spoke of the greatness that they could bestow upon the humans, of the glorious battles they could win, the lands they could win, the women they could conquer, and even the kings that they could become. They promised all of that and more, all for one simple price, their obedience and their worship. Like any good salesman they knew who they were speaking to and what they had to say and offer to seal the deal, and just like they expected, the humans were more than happy to accept the offer by signing a magical contract with their blood.
With the contract signed, things quickly changed for the humans of that settlement. The first major change was their enhanced physique. They could move far faster than any normal human, lift more, fight for longer periods of time, and survive the worst punishments without being harmed.After having their physiques enhanced, they were then given weapons of superior quality as well as training in how to use them before being ordered to conquer the surrounding settlements while also making the people their worship their new benefactors.
Like this, the followers of the devils began to war with any settlement not under devil rule, which, considering their proximity to the north and the Kingdom of Camelot, was quite a lot. With their superior weapons and bodies, they easily defeated any opposition in their way and took whatever it is that they wanted from the defeated. Whether it be their land, riches, or women, they took them all while also enslaving the surviving warriors who decided not to worship the devils. They did all of this while the devils merely watched and reaped whatever it is that they wanted from the defeated and the humans who worship them; whether it be the beautiful human women, the slaves who they made fight for their amusement, or the lands that they burned just for the sake of it.
It is like this that the devils spread their influence beyond Southern Britain, and into the lands bordering Camelot. They did not participate in any of the battles, nor did they actively act on behalf of their worshipers. They merely gave them weapons and enhanced their physique while watching them conquer and pillage their way towards Camelot. They did all of this for one simple reason, God and his Angels will not interfere in a conflict between men even if one side has an unfair advantage in the form of better crafted weapons and magically enhanced physiques. Even if they possess these advantages due to making deals with devils, as long as the devils themselves do not actively attack or wage battles against humans, he will not interfere. Like this, the followers of the devils were allowed to conquer and ravage their way towards Camelot's borders unimpeded.
Currently within the town of Ratae, a town that was well developed by the Romans during their occupation of the island, a group of men could be seen rampaging through it. Most of them wear no shirts, allowing the muscled torso to be seen as well as the strange tattoo over their hearts that denotes what devil they serve and worship. Despite the valiant attempts of the warriors of the town, these men simply cut through them as if they are made of nothing but straw. They cut, stab, and decapitate them while laughing without care about the fact that they are outnumbered. To them, it does not matter how many of them there are, their attempts to fight back are simply futile.
While some of the invaders are killing their way through the town's warriors, others are barging into the homes of the citizens and dragging them out to the streets, and some of the men can be seen having their way with whatever woman they fancy regardless of their consent. In one particular house, a mother can be seen hurrying her children into hiding under a bed.
"Whatever happens, do not come out!" She instructs the children as she leaves their room and walks towards her own room just as the door of the house is smashed open and a shirtless man with brown hair walks in. He stands close to eight feet tall with a massive frame full of nothing but muscles. His shoulders are so wide that to enter the house he has to step in one shoulder at a time, and his arms are so wide and thick that one would not be wrong to compare them to the trunk of small trees. His chest, arms, and hands are drenched in the blood of his victims that drips onto the floor, and his dark eyes seem to promise nothing but pain and suffering.
Seeing this monstrosity of a man enter the house, the mother cannot help but scream in fear while silently praying that her children will be safe. Unbothered by her scream, the man makes his way to her with wide strides and grabs her by her blond hair before making his way towards the exit of the house. As he passes by the room where the children are hiding however, he pauses and sniffs the air, causing the mother's heart to skip a beat.
"W-what are you doing?" questions the mother as she musters enough courage to distract him for the sake of her children. Ignoring the mother, the invader continues to sniff the air before slowly turning to face the children's room. Knowing that if this continues her children will be found, the mother scratches the hand that holds her in an attempt to draw his attention. Unfortunately for her she does not even leave a mark on him, nor did she succeed in drawing his attention as the massive man ignores her and makes his way into the children's room where he grabs the bed and flings it a wall, shattering it and causing the children to scream in fear.
"No!" exclaims the mother as she does all she can to force the man to leave her children alone, scratching, punching, and kicking in the hopes of hurting him somehow. Unperturbed by her however, he grabs both of the children by their shirts and makes his way out of the room. As they are being dragged out, the mother comes close to a wooden stake from the broken bed that she picks up and proceeds to use to stab the man's thigh with, only for it to break upon making contact with his skin.
As the mother watches the stake break, she can't help but feel the last of her hope leave and despair take root within her heart. Her children are about to be killed, and she is going to be turned into a toy for this monster to play with. Yet, despite the hopelessness of the situation, she can't find it within herself to cry or show her fear. She doesn't want her children's last moments to be filled with despair, or for them to see her fear. Even if they are about to be killed, and she is going to suffer a fate worse than death, she wants them to at least go peacefully. And so, she plasters a smile on her face and turns to face her children.
"It's going to be ok." she whispers to them even as they fearfully stare at her. She knows that it's a lie and that things are never going to be ok after this, but she can't bring it upon herself to be honest with them, so she lies. For the first time in her lifetime, she lies to her children. She tells them that it's all going to be over soon and that everything will be fine even as the monster drags them out of the house and tosses them to the ground.
Ignoring the pain of her landing, she crawls to her sons and smiles to them while wiping their tears.
"We're going to be ok." she tells them even as she feels the monster grab her by the ankles and drag her back to him while her two sons call out her name.
"You're a real pretty one." says the behemoth with a voice that sounds like stone breaking and a grin as he turns her over to face him.
"Not in front of my children." she says with a glare that hides her fear.
"So you want me to kill them?" questions the monster with a tilt of his head, her silence and the look in her eyes giving him her answer.
"If you leave them be and don't do in front of them I won't struggle." she negotiates with an expression that gives nothing of her thoughts away while internally hoping that he listens.
"Too bad for you then, I love it when they struggle." he says with a dark chuckle as he begins to undo his pants. Despite being horrified, the mother calmly looks towards her sons.
"Look away." she says with another smile as they reluctantly close their eyes and look away. Despite telling them obeying however, she knows that it is too late and that they are already traumatised. The sound of other women being raped, the sound of battle, the laughter of the invaders, the smell of blood and smoke, and the voice of this monster has most already taken its toll on their minds. Still, at least they will not have to suffer the sight of what is going to happen to her.
"Hehehe, you really care about these brats, don't you. Maybe I'll keep them alive and raise them to be just like me. I bet that will break you." says the monster with a chuckle, causing the mother to turn urgently to to face him with fear written all over her face. "There's that look that I love. The look of fear and horror." says the man as he begins to lower his pants, and despair truly takes hold of the mother.
Before he can completely lower his pants however, something smashes into him and sends him flying through countless houses.
"Tsk, savages." says the calm and smooth voice of a man that slowly floats down from the sky. He is around six feet tall, has a pale yet healthy skin, and is a remarkably handsome man with quirky long black hair combed backward in a rough fashion that has a strand hanging down his face, golden eyes, and a small birthmark under his left eye. He wears a dark teal, sleeveless body tights with black accents, black arm sleeves that cover his arms from his wrist to just under his shoulders, and he holds a silver trident in his left hand.
"Are you harmed my lady?" asks the man as he softly lands in front of the woman with a concerned look on his face while offering her his hand. Dumbstruck and still processing the fact that she has just been saved, the mother can only stare at him while absentmindedly taking his hand.
As he pulls her up to her feet, the mother is able to regain her wits and runs to her children while ignoring the man.
"My children!" she happily exclaims while enveloping them in a hug that they tearfully return.
"Your orders?" asks a man that appears next to the mother's savior.
"Tell Ambros and Anlon that they can go all out. If possible make one of them summon whatever devil they worship; I want the head of at least one of them today." orders the leader.
"Ahhh, are you sure that you want those two to go all out? After all, they are the reason why the devils call us Bloody Beta Squad." asks the subordinate.
"Yes. I am tired of these sights, Vanko." replies the leader.
"I know what you mean." agrees Vanko as he prepares to leave, only for the woman to stop him.
"Wait, if you go you will die." she says as she approaches the duo while carrying her two children. "These men are monsters, they can't be harmed." She informs them just as the behemoth returns as he plows through a house and charges at the group of three at a speed too fast for a normal man to react. Despite hearing him approaching, the mother cannot react in time to save herself and her children. Before the massive man can reach her however, Vanko appears in between them, grabs the man by the face and smashes his head on the ground, cracking it, before breaking the man's neck with a powerful stomp.
"W-what?" stutters the woman as she attempts to process what has just happened.
The monster is dead. The man that had been about to have his way with her and was threatening into turning her precious sons into beasts like him just died from a stomp as easily as a bug is killed when stepped on. What kind of beings would be capable of doing something like this, she wonders to herself. How much power would someone need to kill that monster as easily as a human kills a bug? No, these beings can't be considered human, she thinks to herself. They are far too powerful and beautiful to pass off as human, especially the leader. They can't be angels since they don't possess wings, nor are they devils since the monsters killing their way through the town serve devils. That can only mean that they are a third party group, one that can't stand the atrocities that the devils cause.
That thought brings a smile on the mother's face, and fills her heart with hope. They are saved, her and her sons are saved by beings powerful enough to beat the devils and the monsters who side with them. That means that everything will be ok. She didn't lie to her sons, she and her children are going to be fine.
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AN: Here's the chapter. As usual, tell me what you guys think.
Also the fifth chapter of my Campione fic is published. The name of it is The Godslaying Pharaoh. The fifth chapter is already available on my Pat re on which is (pat re on .com / servantambrosius), minus the spaces. That story will be updated once a week and patrons will be able to read chapters as soon as I finish writing them 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
It's funny eh... The devils didn't actually do much but give them power.
Seraph
Ratae, East Midlands
Britain
~492 AD
Five minutes. That is how long it took for the invading forces to be wiped out by three people. To the citizens of Ratae, those five minutes felt short and long at the same time. Many of them had to endure five more minutes of the devil worshipper's cruelty while others were saved quickly due to their proximity to their saviors.
"Ahhh, these devils really are despicable! They send such pitiful humans to rampage, and fail to come save them when called. What a shame, I was looking forward to delivering some of them from evil this night!" exclaims a handsome young man with blond hair as he enters the biggest building in the town, home of the reeve, the leader of this community. "The town has been repaired, Centurion Lajos." reports the young man as he enters the dining room where a meeting between his leader and the sole surviving member of the town's council is being held.
"Good, now go join Ambros in keeping watch." replies Lajos without even glancing at Anlon before returning his attention to the council.
"Of course, my centurion!" excitedly answers Anlon with a salute as he turns around and leaves the room.
"Is that ok? He had been healing the citizens all night long after the battle before repairing the town itself. Won't he be burned out?" asks a middle aged man with graying hair on his head as he looks at the vacant doorway where Anlon previously stood.
"It is best to keep him occupied with a task, otherwise he will do nothing but cause chaos, and I am currently not in the mood to deal with any of his nonsense."answers Lajos while rubbing his forehead as if to ward off a headache. "Now let us please forget about my chaotic subordinate and return to the topic at hand."
"Very well. As I was saying, while we are grateful for your help, we have nothing to repay you with." says the man bluntly.
"We have no need for repayment. My people are at war with the devils, it is only natural that we take the opportunity of reducing their forces, even if the ones we defeated cannot even be compared to the weakest devil." explains Lajos.
"I see." says the man as he strokes his beard thoughtfully. "If I may ask, where do your people come from and how are you so powerful? I have never seen anyone as powerful as the four of you." he comments.
"That is none of your concern, now let us return, once again, to the relevant topic." answers Lajos stoically. "We are willing to offer you and your people protection, however you would be required to move to a location of our choosing." informs the Edenian.
"Is that really necessary? My people have just suffered a traumatising event and many of them can barely carry on as it is, much less leave their home to travel to a completely different location. Can't you stay here?" asks the middle aged man with a weary expression on his face and slouching shoulders.
"Unfortunately it is necessary. Our warriors are already spread thin and spreading ourselves out any more risks leaving an opening for the devils to exploit." explains Lajos with a shake of his head.
"Very well. I will let them know so that those who are willing to travel the distance can go." he replies with a sigh as he gets up and walks out of the room with a limp.
With the man out of the room, Lajos looks at the doorway where he left and narrows his eyes. That man's survival is suspicious. Usually the leaders are dead within the first five to eight minutes of their settlements/towns being attacked by devil worshippers. The leader to survive the longest had lasted ten minutes, but that was mainly due to the devil worshippers toying with the poor man and his family before killing him. Still, while his survival alone would not normally cause Lajos to be suspicious of him, there is another thing about him that is not only abnormal, but is also suspicious by itself.
Like many who have come into close contact with devils and their magic, there is a scent of devil magic coming from the man. Unlike those who have either been victims of devils, have fought devils, or have simply been in the proximity of devil magic, the magnitude of coming from him aligns more with how much a devil worshipper would give off as opposed to a victim.
In addition to that, the man is far more adjusted than Lajos has ever experienced considering what he has just experienced. Especially since his family was toyed with by the devil worshippers before being murdered in front of him. By themselves all of these factors can be looked at, but without much to worry about. Taken together however and the mean begins to look more and more like a devil worshipper in disguise as opposed to a victim of them.
Nevertheless, without more concrete evidence, Lajos finds himself reluctant to act. While the man is possibly a devil worshipper, it is also possible that he has been exposed to a ridiculous amount of devil magic. Considering the strength of the attackers last night, it is a very real possibility. As such, Lajos decides that for the time being he will simply pay careful attention to the man before casting his judgement.
With that thought out of the way, the leader of Beta Squad turns his attention to another topic. Aeliana, the mother of the two boys that he saved a few hours ago, is not a normal human. While she is most certainly not a devil worshipper, nor does she belong to any supernatural, she is physically more powerful than she should be. Although it is not to the same extent as any supernatural species, she is about as powerful as one would expect an elite soldier to be. Enough to put her above most human, but still short of enabling her to combat anything supernatural related.
In addition to her physical prowess, the woman has magic reserves that are slightly less than the average human magician, but with no experience or knowledge of magic. And it's not only her, but her children also. They both possess enough potential that with enough training would make them on par with high High-Class devils.
Naturally this is the first time that Lajos has ever encountered a human who has reached such heights with no training. The only viable explanation that he can think of is that she possesses some form of supernatural heritage. Either way, he can't let her or her children end up in the devils' hands. With hypnosis they would be able to easily make her a devil worshipper and with that boost she would be a terror on the battlefield, especially since the devils can simply use her in areas where they know that Edenia lacks forces. They're already exploiting Edenia's shortage of personnel, no need to make it easier for them.
With that thought, Lajos stands up from his seat and makes his way out of the house and walks towards Aeliana's house. As he arrives there, he finds her already outside speaking with the sole survivor of the town's council, Harold. Keeping himself out of their sights, Lajos listens to what Harold has to tell her.
"I'm sorry to say Aeliana, but you and your boy will have to go with the second group." says Harold despondently, causing Lajos to frown as he wonders what Harold means. As far as he is concerned, there is to be only one group where everyone who wants to move will move.
"Is there no other way?" asks Aeliana. "At the very least take Sirius and Cassius with you." she suggests.
"I'm sorry, but I can't." sadly refuses Harold with a voice that would have convinced Lajos had he not been the one in charge. Having said his piece, Harold apologises one more time to Aeliana before walking away, leaving her standing in front of her house with a frown.
With Harold gone, Lajos comes out of the spot he was using to eavesdrop.
"He's good." admits Lajos as he approaches the worried mother and shakes her from her thoughts.
"Lord Lajos." greets Aeliana with a bow. "I did not see you coming." she says.
"No need to bow, nor call me 'Lord'. I am simply a warrior." replies Lajos as he makes her stand up straight.
"Surely a man of your caliber would be of noble status to your people." she says.
"We Edenians are a young people with a developing culture. As of right now the closest things we have to lords and ladys are the children of Emperor Ambrosius, our god and ruler." explains Lajos, earning an intrigued look from Aeliana.
"You do not believe in God?" she asks with a tilt of her head.
"No. We worship The Four and Empress Sindel, Mother of Edenia." answers Lajos.
"I see." says Aeliana with a whisper before beginning to speak only to stop herself with a thoughtful frown.
"If you are worried about you and your children, don't. There will not be multiple groups. There will only be one, and anyone interested in coming will be in that one group." reassures Lajos with a smile.
"Oh. I didn't know since Harold said otherwise." she answers with a frown. "Why would he lie though?" she wonders out loud.
"Do not worry about Harold, I will be speaking with him. As of now you should pack what essentials you will need and make your way to the gate." instructs Lajos.
"The boys and I have already packed and placed them at the gate. In fact they are currently there speaking with Ambros." she says with a smile. "I just came here to make sure that nothing was forgotten." she adds.
Before Lajos can answer her, a commotion can be heard coming from the direction of the gates, causing the duo to frown. Knowing that Aeliana's children are there, Lajos lifts her as he takes to the sky and makes his way to the gate. As they approach the gate, Lajos can make out Ambros, a handsome young man with black hair and glowing green eyes, arguing with a group of three knights while Sirius and Cassius hide behind Anlon and Vanko.
Landing next to Anlon, Lajos places Aeliana next to her children before turning to Vanko.
"At least two Trojan Horses are in the town, I want to know their goal(s) as soon as possible without alerting the devils." says Lajos to Vanko who immediately disappears from everyone's sights with a nod before Lajos turns to Anlon. "What is the situation?" he asks.
"These Knights are from Camelot and are in charge of the border. Considering how close Ratae is to the border, they've come to check on the sounds of battle that they've heard." explains Anlon with a frown. "One of the knights called us Edenians blasphemers and devil spawns." he adds.
With an amused snort, Lajos makes his way to the arguing duo and forcibly separates them.
"Enough." he commands as he throws both men tens of feet away from one another. "Why are you here?" he questions the knight.
"We heard sounds of battle coming from here while on patrol and came to investigate. We didn't expect to find devil spawns when we arrived though." he says as he spits on the floor, his disgust for the Edenians quite clear to the group.
"Not just devil spawns. There's also a witch here. I can just feel the magic oozing from her." says the second knight with a sneer as he circles around Aeliana with a glare while she shields her children and defiantly glares back at the knight.
"Damn, are all witches this good looking. She reminds me of Morgan Le Fay, I wouldn't mind spending one night with her before sending her to face The Lord." says the third knight with a whistle, earning murderous glares from every Edenian present.
"I will only say this once, mind your tongue." orders Lajos.
"Or what? You're gonna kill me?" asks the second knight with amusement clear in his voice. "As long as the angels watch over us, none of you devil spawns can touch us. Not even if I do this!" exclaims the knight as he draws his sword from its sheath and slashes it towards Aeliana's head with a speed too fast for her to react.
Before the sword can even come close to her however, Lajos appears between her and the knight and stops the sword by grabbing the knight's wrist. As the knight's eyes widen in shock, Lajos grabs him by the face and proceeds to lift him off the ground before slamming his face back down on the ground while twisting his arm and almost breaking it.
"Wilhelm!" screams the third knight as he begins to draw his own sword. Before it can fully come out of its sheath however, Anlon appears in front of the knight and slams it back into the sheath.
"Now, let's not do something that we'll regret." cheerfully says Anlon with a smile before snapping the knight's sword arm, causing him to scream in pain and let go of his weapon.
Before anyone else can make a move however, a sonic boom resounds through the sky and a golden light dives down towards Lajos. Before the light can connect with Lajos however, the Edenian snaps Wilhelm's arm and takes the knight's sword. Just as the light reaches within striking distance of him, Lajos vaults over it and impales it with Wilhelm's sword, causing it to crash onto the ground and for the light to dim considerably.
With the light's glow dimming, everyone is able to make out the figure of a four winged angel with blond hair, green eyes, and a priest's attire.
Despite being caught off guard and injured, the angel quickly recovers and flies back into the air where it summons a light sword.
"Remove your hands from the knights." orders the angel.
"While I would love to, you, my dear angel, are not my superior." replies Anlon with a grin.
"Be that as it may, the warriors of Heaven are not mere sheep that you can slaughter whenever you feel like. As such I will ask you one more time to unhand them." answers the angel.
"Are they warriors of Heaven? Do they speak for Heaven?" questions Lajos.
"Of course they are." replies the angel with an affronted look on his face.
"Are you sure?" asks Lajos with narrowed eyes.
"Yes." says the angel.
"Very well." answers Lajos before turning to his subordinates. "As warriors of Heaven, these knights have not only blasphemed our creator by calling us devil spawn, but they have also assaulted someone under our protection." he says, causing the angel's eyes to widen as he begins to realise what Lajos means to do. "I deem such actions as enemy actions. Kill them all." he orders.
"No!" exclaims a female voice before the last word can even leave Lajos' mouth. With the voice, comes an eruption of golden light that disappears as quickly as it appeared, and standing where the light originated from is an angel that can compare with the goddesses of Edenia in terms of beauty. She stands at around five feet eight inches tall with curly golden hair, beautiful green eyes, a voluptuous figure, and twelve angel wings coming from her back.
"Please don't kill them." says the angel with a bow.
"Lady Gabriel." whispers the four winged angel behind Gabriel.
"Damn…" whispers a starstruck Ambros before quickly shutting up after receiving a glare from Lajos.
"They are enemies of Edenia, and their actions are severe enough to warrant death." says Lajos.
"They are not warriors of Heaven. They are merely humans who have committed a mistake, so please spare them." replies Gabriel, causing the knights to flinch.
"If that's the case then why does it matter to you if I kill them or not." says Lajos.
"This war has already caused too much death. I don't want there to be any more than the ones that have already happened." she answers, causing Lajos to study her closer.
"You really are pure." says Lajos after a few moments of silence as he signals for Anlon and Ambros to let go of the knights while he straightens her posture.
"Thank you for sparing them." says Gabriel with a smile. "Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Gabriel, one of the Seraphs." she says as she stretches her wings.
"What is a Seraph doing here?" asks Lajos.
"Ahhh, I happened to be watching when the confrontation started and even though I know that what they did is wrong, I couldn't just watch as people died so I came here to ask you to forgive them." she says.
"I see." replies Lajos with a nod before walking away from Gabriel.
"Where are you going?" asks the angel with a tilt of her head.
"I have to teleport the inhabitants of the town to a safehouse, and we've already wasted enough time dealing with those idiotic knights of yours." answers Lajos as he, Anlon, and Ambros begin to inscribe a massive runic array on the ground.
"Oooh, can I come? I can help with healing and things like therapy." asks Gabriel with an excited clap.
"Suit yourself. Gawain wanted to meet with a Seraph in order to talk about a permanent alliance between Edenia and Heaven, so your presence would be welcomed." answers Lajos.
"Yes!" exclaims Gabriel as she floats over to the three Edenians in order to watch their work.
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AN: Here's the chapter. As usual, tell me what you guys think.
Also the seventh chapter of my Campione fic is published. The name of it is The Godslaying Pharaoh. The eight chapter is already available on my Pat re on which is (pat re on .com / servantambrosius), minus the spaces. That story will be updated once a week and patrons will be able to read chapters as soon as I finish writing them along with other patreon exclusive content such as the Authorities that I have come up with and are considering for the main character.
Britain
~492 AD
Five minutes. That is how long it took for the invading forces to be wiped out by three people. To the citizens of Ratae, those five minutes felt short and long at the same time. Many of them had to endure five more minutes of the devil worshipper's cruelty while others were saved quickly due to their proximity to their saviors.
"Ahhh, these devils really are despicable! They send such pitiful humans to rampage, and fail to come save them when called. What a shame, I was looking forward to delivering some of them from evil this night!" exclaims a handsome young man with blond hair as he enters the biggest building in the town, home of the reeve, the leader of this community. "The town has been repaired, Centurion Lajos." reports the young man as he enters the dining room where a meeting between his leader and the sole surviving member of the town's council is being held.
"Good, now go join Ambros in keeping watch." replies Lajos without even glancing at Anlon before returning his attention to the council.
"Of course, my centurion!" excitedly answers Anlon with a salute as he turns around and leaves the room.
"Is that ok? He had been healing the citizens all night long after the battle before repairing the town itself. Won't he be burned out?" asks a middle aged man with graying hair on his head as he looks at the vacant doorway where Anlon previously stood.
"It is best to keep him occupied with a task, otherwise he will do nothing but cause chaos, and I am currently not in the mood to deal with any of his nonsense."answers Lajos while rubbing his forehead as if to ward off a headache. "Now let us please forget about my chaotic subordinate and return to the topic at hand."
"Very well. As I was saying, while we are grateful for your help, we have nothing to repay you with." says the man bluntly.
"We have no need for repayment. My people are at war with the devils, it is only natural that we take the opportunity of reducing their forces, even if the ones we defeated cannot even be compared to the weakest devil." explains Lajos.
"I see." says the man as he strokes his beard thoughtfully. "If I may ask, where do your people come from and how are you so powerful? I have never seen anyone as powerful as the four of you." he comments.
"That is none of your concern, now let us return, once again, to the relevant topic." answers Lajos stoically. "We are willing to offer you and your people protection, however you would be required to move to a location of our choosing." informs the Edenian.
"Is that really necessary? My people have just suffered a traumatising event and many of them can barely carry on as it is, much less leave their home to travel to a completely different location. Can't you stay here?" asks the middle aged man with a weary expression on his face and slouching shoulders.
"Unfortunately it is necessary. Our warriors are already spread thin and spreading ourselves out any more risks leaving an opening for the devils to exploit." explains Lajos with a shake of his head.
"Very well. I will let them know so that those who are willing to travel the distance can go." he replies with a sigh as he gets up and walks out of the room with a limp.
With the man out of the room, Lajos looks at the doorway where he left and narrows his eyes. That man's survival is suspicious. Usually the leaders are dead within the first five to eight minutes of their settlements/towns being attacked by devil worshippers. The leader to survive the longest had lasted ten minutes, but that was mainly due to the devil worshippers toying with the poor man and his family before killing him. Still, while his survival alone would not normally cause Lajos to be suspicious of him, there is another thing about him that is not only abnormal, but is also suspicious by itself.
Like many who have come into close contact with devils and their magic, there is a scent of devil magic coming from the man. Unlike those who have either been victims of devils, have fought devils, or have simply been in the proximity of devil magic, the magnitude of coming from him aligns more with how much a devil worshipper would give off as opposed to a victim.
In addition to that, the man is far more adjusted than Lajos has ever experienced considering what he has just experienced. Especially since his family was toyed with by the devil worshippers before being murdered in front of him. By themselves all of these factors can be looked at, but without much to worry about. Taken together however and the mean begins to look more and more like a devil worshipper in disguise as opposed to a victim of them.
Nevertheless, without more concrete evidence, Lajos finds himself reluctant to act. While the man is possibly a devil worshipper, it is also possible that he has been exposed to a ridiculous amount of devil magic. Considering the strength of the attackers last night, it is a very real possibility. As such, Lajos decides that for the time being he will simply pay careful attention to the man before casting his judgement.
With that thought out of the way, the leader of Beta Squad turns his attention to another topic. Aeliana, the mother of the two boys that he saved a few hours ago, is not a normal human. While she is most certainly not a devil worshipper, nor does she belong to any supernatural, she is physically more powerful than she should be. Although it is not to the same extent as any supernatural species, she is about as powerful as one would expect an elite soldier to be. Enough to put her above most human, but still short of enabling her to combat anything supernatural related.
In addition to her physical prowess, the woman has magic reserves that are slightly less than the average human magician, but with no experience or knowledge of magic. And it's not only her, but her children also. They both possess enough potential that with enough training would make them on par with high High-Class devils.
Naturally this is the first time that Lajos has ever encountered a human who has reached such heights with no training. The only viable explanation that he can think of is that she possesses some form of supernatural heritage. Either way, he can't let her or her children end up in the devils' hands. With hypnosis they would be able to easily make her a devil worshipper and with that boost she would be a terror on the battlefield, especially since the devils can simply use her in areas where they know that Edenia lacks forces. They're already exploiting Edenia's shortage of personnel, no need to make it easier for them.
With that thought, Lajos stands up from his seat and makes his way out of the house and walks towards Aeliana's house. As he arrives there, he finds her already outside speaking with the sole survivor of the town's council, Harold. Keeping himself out of their sights, Lajos listens to what Harold has to tell her.
"I'm sorry to say Aeliana, but you and your boy will have to go with the second group." says Harold despondently, causing Lajos to frown as he wonders what Harold means. As far as he is concerned, there is to be only one group where everyone who wants to move will move.
"Is there no other way?" asks Aeliana. "At the very least take Sirius and Cassius with you." she suggests.
"I'm sorry, but I can't." sadly refuses Harold with a voice that would have convinced Lajos had he not been the one in charge. Having said his piece, Harold apologises one more time to Aeliana before walking away, leaving her standing in front of her house with a frown.
With Harold gone, Lajos comes out of the spot he was using to eavesdrop.
"He's good." admits Lajos as he approaches the worried mother and shakes her from her thoughts.
"Lord Lajos." greets Aeliana with a bow. "I did not see you coming." she says.
"No need to bow, nor call me 'Lord'. I am simply a warrior." replies Lajos as he makes her stand up straight.
"Surely a man of your caliber would be of noble status to your people." she says.
"We Edenians are a young people with a developing culture. As of right now the closest things we have to lords and ladys are the children of Emperor Ambrosius, our god and ruler." explains Lajos, earning an intrigued look from Aeliana.
"You do not believe in God?" she asks with a tilt of her head.
"No. We worship The Four and Empress Sindel, Mother of Edenia." answers Lajos.
"I see." says Aeliana with a whisper before beginning to speak only to stop herself with a thoughtful frown.
"If you are worried about you and your children, don't. There will not be multiple groups. There will only be one, and anyone interested in coming will be in that one group." reassures Lajos with a smile.
"Oh. I didn't know since Harold said otherwise." she answers with a frown. "Why would he lie though?" she wonders out loud.
"Do not worry about Harold, I will be speaking with him. As of now you should pack what essentials you will need and make your way to the gate." instructs Lajos.
"The boys and I have already packed and placed them at the gate. In fact they are currently there speaking with Ambros." she says with a smile. "I just came here to make sure that nothing was forgotten." she adds.
Before Lajos can answer her, a commotion can be heard coming from the direction of the gates, causing the duo to frown. Knowing that Aeliana's children are there, Lajos lifts her as he takes to the sky and makes his way to the gate. As they approach the gate, Lajos can make out Ambros, a handsome young man with black hair and glowing green eyes, arguing with a group of three knights while Sirius and Cassius hide behind Anlon and Vanko.
Landing next to Anlon, Lajos places Aeliana next to her children before turning to Vanko.
"At least two Trojan Horses are in the town, I want to know their goal(s) as soon as possible without alerting the devils." says Lajos to Vanko who immediately disappears from everyone's sights with a nod before Lajos turns to Anlon. "What is the situation?" he asks.
"These Knights are from Camelot and are in charge of the border. Considering how close Ratae is to the border, they've come to check on the sounds of battle that they've heard." explains Anlon with a frown. "One of the knights called us Edenians blasphemers and devil spawns." he adds.
With an amused snort, Lajos makes his way to the arguing duo and forcibly separates them.
"Enough." he commands as he throws both men tens of feet away from one another. "Why are you here?" he questions the knight.
"We heard sounds of battle coming from here while on patrol and came to investigate. We didn't expect to find devil spawns when we arrived though." he says as he spits on the floor, his disgust for the Edenians quite clear to the group.
"Not just devil spawns. There's also a witch here. I can just feel the magic oozing from her." says the second knight with a sneer as he circles around Aeliana with a glare while she shields her children and defiantly glares back at the knight.
"Damn, are all witches this good looking. She reminds me of Morgan Le Fay, I wouldn't mind spending one night with her before sending her to face The Lord." says the third knight with a whistle, earning murderous glares from every Edenian present.
"I will only say this once, mind your tongue." orders Lajos.
"Or what? You're gonna kill me?" asks the second knight with amusement clear in his voice. "As long as the angels watch over us, none of you devil spawns can touch us. Not even if I do this!" exclaims the knight as he draws his sword from its sheath and slashes it towards Aeliana's head with a speed too fast for her to react.
Before the sword can even come close to her however, Lajos appears between her and the knight and stops the sword by grabbing the knight's wrist. As the knight's eyes widen in shock, Lajos grabs him by the face and proceeds to lift him off the ground before slamming his face back down on the ground while twisting his arm and almost breaking it.
"Wilhelm!" screams the third knight as he begins to draw his own sword. Before it can fully come out of its sheath however, Anlon appears in front of the knight and slams it back into the sheath.
"Now, let's not do something that we'll regret." cheerfully says Anlon with a smile before snapping the knight's sword arm, causing him to scream in pain and let go of his weapon.
Before anyone else can make a move however, a sonic boom resounds through the sky and a golden light dives down towards Lajos. Before the light can connect with Lajos however, the Edenian snaps Wilhelm's arm and takes the knight's sword. Just as the light reaches within striking distance of him, Lajos vaults over it and impales it with Wilhelm's sword, causing it to crash onto the ground and for the light to dim considerably.
With the light's glow dimming, everyone is able to make out the figure of a four winged angel with blond hair, green eyes, and a priest's attire.
Despite being caught off guard and injured, the angel quickly recovers and flies back into the air where it summons a light sword.
"Remove your hands from the knights." orders the angel.
"While I would love to, you, my dear angel, are not my superior." replies Anlon with a grin.
"Be that as it may, the warriors of Heaven are not mere sheep that you can slaughter whenever you feel like. As such I will ask you one more time to unhand them." answers the angel.
"Are they warriors of Heaven? Do they speak for Heaven?" questions Lajos.
"Of course they are." replies the angel with an affronted look on his face.
"Are you sure?" asks Lajos with narrowed eyes.
"Yes." says the angel.
"Very well." answers Lajos before turning to his subordinates. "As warriors of Heaven, these knights have not only blasphemed our creator by calling us devil spawn, but they have also assaulted someone under our protection." he says, causing the angel's eyes to widen as he begins to realise what Lajos means to do. "I deem such actions as enemy actions. Kill them all." he orders.
"No!" exclaims a female voice before the last word can even leave Lajos' mouth. With the voice, comes an eruption of golden light that disappears as quickly as it appeared, and standing where the light originated from is an angel that can compare with the goddesses of Edenia in terms of beauty. She stands at around five feet eight inches tall with curly golden hair, beautiful green eyes, a voluptuous figure, and twelve angel wings coming from her back.
"Please don't kill them." says the angel with a bow.
"Lady Gabriel." whispers the four winged angel behind Gabriel.
"Damn…" whispers a starstruck Ambros before quickly shutting up after receiving a glare from Lajos.
"They are enemies of Edenia, and their actions are severe enough to warrant death." says Lajos.
"They are not warriors of Heaven. They are merely humans who have committed a mistake, so please spare them." replies Gabriel, causing the knights to flinch.
"If that's the case then why does it matter to you if I kill them or not." says Lajos.
"This war has already caused too much death. I don't want there to be any more than the ones that have already happened." she answers, causing Lajos to study her closer.
"You really are pure." says Lajos after a few moments of silence as he signals for Anlon and Ambros to let go of the knights while he straightens her posture.
"Thank you for sparing them." says Gabriel with a smile. "Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Gabriel, one of the Seraphs." she says as she stretches her wings.
"What is a Seraph doing here?" asks Lajos.
"Ahhh, I happened to be watching when the confrontation started and even though I know that what they did is wrong, I couldn't just watch as people died so I came here to ask you to forgive them." she says.
"I see." replies Lajos with a nod before walking away from Gabriel.
"Where are you going?" asks the angel with a tilt of her head.
"I have to teleport the inhabitants of the town to a safehouse, and we've already wasted enough time dealing with those idiotic knights of yours." answers Lajos as he, Anlon, and Ambros begin to inscribe a massive runic array on the ground.
"Oooh, can I come? I can help with healing and things like therapy." asks Gabriel with an excited clap.
"Suit yourself. Gawain wanted to meet with a Seraph in order to talk about a permanent alliance between Edenia and Heaven, so your presence would be welcomed." answers Lajos.
"Yes!" exclaims Gabriel as she floats over to the three Edenians in order to watch their work.
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AN: Here's the chapter. As usual, tell me what you guys think.
Also the seventh chapter of my Campione fic is published. The name of it is The Godslaying Pharaoh. The eight chapter is already available on my Pat re on which is (pat re on .com / servantambrosius), minus the spaces. That story will be updated once a week and patrons will be able to read chapters as soon as I finish writing them along with other patreon exclusive content such as the Authorities that I have come up with and are considering for the main character.
He is still alive right now
War Meeting
Unknown Location, Somewhere in the East Midlands
Britain
~492 AD
As the light of the teleportation circle disappears, the people of Ratae find themselves within a massive room that lacks a ceiling, with around a dozen warriors standing at attention. One of the warriors steps forward and salutes Lajos.
"You've arrived just in time." says the warrior as he approaches Lajos. "Gawain and the others have arrived a few minutes ago and are currently debriefing in the war room." informs the warrior before looking at the people behind him that are still adjusting themselves after the teleportation. "I can take care of them for you." he suggests, earning a nod of thanks from Lajos.
"I appreciate it. They come from the town of Ratae. Most of them are shaken and traumatised by their experience, so standard procedure except for five of them." explains Lajos as he subtly points to Aeliana and her two boys who are too busy gathering themselves to notice. "The mother, Aeliana, and the two boys possess some form of supernatural heritage, and a powerful one at that, so for them it's the standard explanation of the supernatural along with an offer to join." he says to the listening warrior. "Also, there are at least two trojan horses within the group. By now Vanko should know who they are as well as whether there are more or not. Understand?" asks Lajos.
"Yes, 'Centurion Lajos'" says the man with a teasing smirk, causing Lajos to roll his eyes at the nickname given to him by Ambros.
"I will be on my way now." says Lajos as he turns to Gabriel and gestures for her to follow him with a wave of his hand.
Summoning her wings from her back, Gabriel takes to the sky and follows closely next to Lajos.
"Woah!" exclaims Gabriel as she looks down at the Edenian's base of operations. "This is pretty big for a temporary base." she comments as she observes the base that is easily as big as a city.
"This base isn't for us only. It's also where we take anybody affected by the war in need of help. Whether it be therapy, medical aid, or simply somewhere to live, we provide it all. The people shouldn't have to suffer just because they are caught in the middle of a war that has nothing to do with them." explains Lajos as he leisurely leads Gabriel towards the center of the city where a five story building can be found.
"War is a terrible thing." remarks Gabriel with a sad smile before turning to face Lajos. "Do you hate us for causing this war?" she asks him.
"It was either watch the devils slowly take over the world, or go to war with them. Considering how the devils treat captured humans, I say that the war is a preferable outcome." he answers as they descend in front of the building where two warriors wielding spears can be found guarding it.
Nodding to the warriors, Lajos makes his way inside with Gabriel following a step behind, only for the warriors to block her path with their spears before she can enter.
"She is with me." says Lajos.
"I'm sorry, but Gawain ordered that no one other than squad leaders be allowed inside." says one of the warriors with a shake of his head.
"That's fine, I will take responsibility for this." he tells them, causing the two warriors to look at each other before reluctantly allowing her to pass.
With a nod of thanks, Lajos continues back inside.
"Ahhh, that was sooo scary!" exclaims Gabriel as she jogs to catch up to her guide. "No one has ever pointed a weapon at me before." she says with a slight shaking in her voice.
"No one?" asks Lajos.
"Nope. No one." answers Gabriel.
"Then have you never fought in a battle before?" asks Lajos.
"Never." she replies with a shake of her head, causing Lajos to slightly frown.
Without saying another word, Lajos leads her to a door where he casually opens in and steps inside with her following closely behind.
Inside the room one can find various magical holograms with various information on them, such as situational reports for every minor Edenian headquarters throughout the island of Britain, troop positions, casualties, etc… Standing in front of a massive round table displaying the holograms with Enyo standing to his left is none other than Gawain with a slight frown on his face as he studies the holograms. Hearing the door opening, Enyo and Gawain turn their attention from the holograms to Lajos.
"Good, you've arrived." says Gawain before looking at Gabriel with a questioning frown.
"Gawain, this is Gabriel. One of the Seraphs of Heaven." introduces Lajos, causing Gawain to raise an eyebrow while Enyo looks on with a lazy expression on her face.
"You managed to get in touch with a Seraph, good." he says as he approaches Gabriel.
"I am Gawain, leader of the Edenian forces on this island, It's a pleasure to meet you Gabriel." says Gawain.
"It's nice to meet you too." she enthusiastically with a wide smile on her face.
"How is the situation?" asks Lajos.
"Not ideal. The devils have finally figured out that our numbers are severely limited and have begun to use that to their advantage." answers Gawain. "Their operations are now more numerous and subtle to the point that we have to choose which ones to disrupt and which ones to allow them to continue. In addition, House Vassago has finally taken to the battlefield. Between the devils themselves, their worshippers and the undeads that House Vassago commands, we're stretched thin. At this rate we will have to start thinking about whether some of the towns and cities are worth saving." explains Gawain.
"Tsk, how troublesome." comments Lajos.
"Are you able to negotiate an alliance for Heaven?" asks Gawain as he turns to Gabriel, catching her completely off guard.
"Me? No. Any other Seraph would be a better option than me." hastily replies Gabriel with a shake of her head, causing Gawain to quietly sigh in disappointment. "I can heal really well though." says Gabriel in an attempt to lift his mood.
"Very well, if you ask one of the guards in front of the tower they can lead you to the hospital." he tells her after a few seconds of contemplation.
"Ok, I'll see you guys later." she says excitedly before flying out of the room.
"I've been trying to get in touch with the leaders of the angels to no avail." says Gawain as he watches Gabriel fly out of the room. "They seem to be quite wary of us."
"Well, we did wipe out fifteen of the Pillars when we first entered the war. To them we might seem like a bloodthirsty, warmongering people." says Enyo with a nonchalant shrug. "Lajos' squad being the way they are doesn't help either." she adds.
"My squad?" questions Lajos as he turns towards Enyo. "You have no room to speak when Aatrox and Ajax are part of your squad. Those two are just like Anlon and Ambros, maybe worst considering how much they try to hide it." refutes Lajos.
"Enough." interjects Gawain before the two can begin to argue about which squad is worse. It's a constant argument between them that never seems to end, and right now Gawain wants nothing to do with it. "We need to think on how to push them back soon. I don't want us to be losing the war when Empress Sindel and Emperor Ambrosius join. Not only will it be a failure on our part, but it will make it seem to outsiders that we are helpless without them." he says.
"In that case, I say that we continuously attack the underworld. I refuse to believe that they'll just stand by while their home is under attack." says Enyo.
"That would work, if Lucifer and the other Satans actually cared about the devils. As far as the Satans are concerned, the devils are nothing except disposable pawns." refutes Lajos with a shake of his head.
"That didn't stop them from being blinded by their pride and falling into Emperor Ambrosius' hands when we wiped out those Pillars." she says.
"It won't work a second time." replies Gawain with a shake of his head. "If we focus on attacking the underworld they are more likely to use that as opening to further their campaign on Earth while the rest of their forces go into hiding, and considering their familiarity with the Underworld I'm not willing to bet that we would be able to find them." adds Gawain.
"Don't forget that the Satans can always make more devils. After all, the original devils were not born, but we're instead made by the four Satans using a ritual." says Lajos, silencing the room as Enyo and Gawain realise that if the Satans wanted they could in fact make millions of devils to offset their casualties.
"Who's to say that they aren't already doing that?" asks Enyo, causing the other two to look at her questioningly. "Think about it, while the devils have always outnumbered us, the angels, and the fallen, they've never had enough to offset all three of our forces together. However, as of a few months ago they're suddenly pushing all of us back using nothing but numbers. Even their tactics are simplistic enough for any tactician to see through it, but because of their absurd numbers we can't effectively combat it." she explains.
"It would also explain what happened to the kidnapped humans that are never seen again. No slaves, no corpses, and not even a whisper on their whereabouts unless it's a rumor about them being devils. They turn them into devils and probably have House Sargatanas brainwash them into being loyal." adds Lajos.
"If this situation continues, we'll be forced to go all out in order to win. A battle like that would wipe out the island and every single human on it. We need to figure out how they're making new devils and where. If we can't figure that out then we need to at the very least figure out the necessary components to making a new devil." says Gawain.
"Don't they use the Evil Pieces?" asks Enyo.
"No, the Evil Pieces are something that has yet to be invented according to Lord Ambrosius and Lady Morgan." replies Lajos. "We can send Vanko along with Alexander on reconnaissance in the Underworld. In the meantime we need to stop the devil's advances. Perhaps it is time that we ally ourselves with Camelot." he suggests.
"No, it's not worth the hassle." says Enyo. "At best, the forces of Camelot will be able to slow down the devil worshippers and at worst they'll be completely useless until their Knights of the Round join the battlefield, something that most likely won't happen until the devils invade."
"You're right, however we can still use them as an opening to ally with the angels." suggests Lajos.
"We have Gabriel here. She can communicate with Heaven for us. Allying with Camelot will give us a weakness for the devils to exploit. They're just as corruptible as any of the cities that the devils have taken over so far." says Gawain with a shake of his head.
"True. We can also coordinate with the fallen. By the way, how are the negotiations coming along?" asks Lajos.
"They're going well. The fallen have agreed to police their own forces in order to stop them from preying on humans in exchange for aid whenever they find themselves in need of it against the devils. Now if only Azazel would stop trying to get in my pants, things would be perfect." says Enyo, causing Lajos to slightly chuckle at her situation. No matter where she is, Enyo always seems to have a man trying to get with her.
As time passes and the trio brings the meeting to a close, they fail to notice a small, seemingly insignificant fly listening in on their conversation, nor do they notice when the fly flies out of the building and into the ground where it digs deeply before using the earth as a cover to make its way out of the base.
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AN: Here's the chapter. As usual, tell me what you guys think. Sorry for the slow update speed guys, but I've been working on my first original story that I plan to start publishing sometime this month or next month. If you guys are interested in it follow me on my instagram account servant_ambrosius. I'll be posting drawings and bios of the characters along with other stuff.
Also the eighth chapter of my Campione fic is published. The name of it is The Godslaying Pharaoh. The ninth chapter is already available on my Pat re on which is (pat re on .com / servantambrosius), minus the spaces. That story will be updated once a week and patrons will be able to read chapters as soon as I finish writing them along with other patreon exclusive content such as the Authorities that I have come up with and are considering for the main character.
Britain
~492 AD
As the light of the teleportation circle disappears, the people of Ratae find themselves within a massive room that lacks a ceiling, with around a dozen warriors standing at attention. One of the warriors steps forward and salutes Lajos.
"You've arrived just in time." says the warrior as he approaches Lajos. "Gawain and the others have arrived a few minutes ago and are currently debriefing in the war room." informs the warrior before looking at the people behind him that are still adjusting themselves after the teleportation. "I can take care of them for you." he suggests, earning a nod of thanks from Lajos.
"I appreciate it. They come from the town of Ratae. Most of them are shaken and traumatised by their experience, so standard procedure except for five of them." explains Lajos as he subtly points to Aeliana and her two boys who are too busy gathering themselves to notice. "The mother, Aeliana, and the two boys possess some form of supernatural heritage, and a powerful one at that, so for them it's the standard explanation of the supernatural along with an offer to join." he says to the listening warrior. "Also, there are at least two trojan horses within the group. By now Vanko should know who they are as well as whether there are more or not. Understand?" asks Lajos.
"Yes, 'Centurion Lajos'" says the man with a teasing smirk, causing Lajos to roll his eyes at the nickname given to him by Ambros.
"I will be on my way now." says Lajos as he turns to Gabriel and gestures for her to follow him with a wave of his hand.
Summoning her wings from her back, Gabriel takes to the sky and follows closely next to Lajos.
"Woah!" exclaims Gabriel as she looks down at the Edenian's base of operations. "This is pretty big for a temporary base." she comments as she observes the base that is easily as big as a city.
"This base isn't for us only. It's also where we take anybody affected by the war in need of help. Whether it be therapy, medical aid, or simply somewhere to live, we provide it all. The people shouldn't have to suffer just because they are caught in the middle of a war that has nothing to do with them." explains Lajos as he leisurely leads Gabriel towards the center of the city where a five story building can be found.
"War is a terrible thing." remarks Gabriel with a sad smile before turning to face Lajos. "Do you hate us for causing this war?" she asks him.
"It was either watch the devils slowly take over the world, or go to war with them. Considering how the devils treat captured humans, I say that the war is a preferable outcome." he answers as they descend in front of the building where two warriors wielding spears can be found guarding it.
Nodding to the warriors, Lajos makes his way inside with Gabriel following a step behind, only for the warriors to block her path with their spears before she can enter.
"She is with me." says Lajos.
"I'm sorry, but Gawain ordered that no one other than squad leaders be allowed inside." says one of the warriors with a shake of his head.
"That's fine, I will take responsibility for this." he tells them, causing the two warriors to look at each other before reluctantly allowing her to pass.
With a nod of thanks, Lajos continues back inside.
"Ahhh, that was sooo scary!" exclaims Gabriel as she jogs to catch up to her guide. "No one has ever pointed a weapon at me before." she says with a slight shaking in her voice.
"No one?" asks Lajos.
"Nope. No one." answers Gabriel.
"Then have you never fought in a battle before?" asks Lajos.
"Never." she replies with a shake of her head, causing Lajos to slightly frown.
Without saying another word, Lajos leads her to a door where he casually opens in and steps inside with her following closely behind.
Inside the room one can find various magical holograms with various information on them, such as situational reports for every minor Edenian headquarters throughout the island of Britain, troop positions, casualties, etc… Standing in front of a massive round table displaying the holograms with Enyo standing to his left is none other than Gawain with a slight frown on his face as he studies the holograms. Hearing the door opening, Enyo and Gawain turn their attention from the holograms to Lajos.
"Good, you've arrived." says Gawain before looking at Gabriel with a questioning frown.
"Gawain, this is Gabriel. One of the Seraphs of Heaven." introduces Lajos, causing Gawain to raise an eyebrow while Enyo looks on with a lazy expression on her face.
"You managed to get in touch with a Seraph, good." he says as he approaches Gabriel.
"I am Gawain, leader of the Edenian forces on this island, It's a pleasure to meet you Gabriel." says Gawain.
"It's nice to meet you too." she enthusiastically with a wide smile on her face.
"How is the situation?" asks Lajos.
"Not ideal. The devils have finally figured out that our numbers are severely limited and have begun to use that to their advantage." answers Gawain. "Their operations are now more numerous and subtle to the point that we have to choose which ones to disrupt and which ones to allow them to continue. In addition, House Vassago has finally taken to the battlefield. Between the devils themselves, their worshippers and the undeads that House Vassago commands, we're stretched thin. At this rate we will have to start thinking about whether some of the towns and cities are worth saving." explains Gawain.
"Tsk, how troublesome." comments Lajos.
"Are you able to negotiate an alliance for Heaven?" asks Gawain as he turns to Gabriel, catching her completely off guard.
"Me? No. Any other Seraph would be a better option than me." hastily replies Gabriel with a shake of her head, causing Gawain to quietly sigh in disappointment. "I can heal really well though." says Gabriel in an attempt to lift his mood.
"Very well, if you ask one of the guards in front of the tower they can lead you to the hospital." he tells her after a few seconds of contemplation.
"Ok, I'll see you guys later." she says excitedly before flying out of the room.
"I've been trying to get in touch with the leaders of the angels to no avail." says Gawain as he watches Gabriel fly out of the room. "They seem to be quite wary of us."
"Well, we did wipe out fifteen of the Pillars when we first entered the war. To them we might seem like a bloodthirsty, warmongering people." says Enyo with a nonchalant shrug. "Lajos' squad being the way they are doesn't help either." she adds.
"My squad?" questions Lajos as he turns towards Enyo. "You have no room to speak when Aatrox and Ajax are part of your squad. Those two are just like Anlon and Ambros, maybe worst considering how much they try to hide it." refutes Lajos.
"Enough." interjects Gawain before the two can begin to argue about which squad is worse. It's a constant argument between them that never seems to end, and right now Gawain wants nothing to do with it. "We need to think on how to push them back soon. I don't want us to be losing the war when Empress Sindel and Emperor Ambrosius join. Not only will it be a failure on our part, but it will make it seem to outsiders that we are helpless without them." he says.
"In that case, I say that we continuously attack the underworld. I refuse to believe that they'll just stand by while their home is under attack." says Enyo.
"That would work, if Lucifer and the other Satans actually cared about the devils. As far as the Satans are concerned, the devils are nothing except disposable pawns." refutes Lajos with a shake of his head.
"That didn't stop them from being blinded by their pride and falling into Emperor Ambrosius' hands when we wiped out those Pillars." she says.
"It won't work a second time." replies Gawain with a shake of his head. "If we focus on attacking the underworld they are more likely to use that as opening to further their campaign on Earth while the rest of their forces go into hiding, and considering their familiarity with the Underworld I'm not willing to bet that we would be able to find them." adds Gawain.
"Don't forget that the Satans can always make more devils. After all, the original devils were not born, but we're instead made by the four Satans using a ritual." says Lajos, silencing the room as Enyo and Gawain realise that if the Satans wanted they could in fact make millions of devils to offset their casualties.
"Who's to say that they aren't already doing that?" asks Enyo, causing the other two to look at her questioningly. "Think about it, while the devils have always outnumbered us, the angels, and the fallen, they've never had enough to offset all three of our forces together. However, as of a few months ago they're suddenly pushing all of us back using nothing but numbers. Even their tactics are simplistic enough for any tactician to see through it, but because of their absurd numbers we can't effectively combat it." she explains.
"It would also explain what happened to the kidnapped humans that are never seen again. No slaves, no corpses, and not even a whisper on their whereabouts unless it's a rumor about them being devils. They turn them into devils and probably have House Sargatanas brainwash them into being loyal." adds Lajos.
"If this situation continues, we'll be forced to go all out in order to win. A battle like that would wipe out the island and every single human on it. We need to figure out how they're making new devils and where. If we can't figure that out then we need to at the very least figure out the necessary components to making a new devil." says Gawain.
"Don't they use the Evil Pieces?" asks Enyo.
"No, the Evil Pieces are something that has yet to be invented according to Lord Ambrosius and Lady Morgan." replies Lajos. "We can send Vanko along with Alexander on reconnaissance in the Underworld. In the meantime we need to stop the devil's advances. Perhaps it is time that we ally ourselves with Camelot." he suggests.
"No, it's not worth the hassle." says Enyo. "At best, the forces of Camelot will be able to slow down the devil worshippers and at worst they'll be completely useless until their Knights of the Round join the battlefield, something that most likely won't happen until the devils invade."
"You're right, however we can still use them as an opening to ally with the angels." suggests Lajos.
"We have Gabriel here. She can communicate with Heaven for us. Allying with Camelot will give us a weakness for the devils to exploit. They're just as corruptible as any of the cities that the devils have taken over so far." says Gawain with a shake of his head.
"True. We can also coordinate with the fallen. By the way, how are the negotiations coming along?" asks Lajos.
"They're going well. The fallen have agreed to police their own forces in order to stop them from preying on humans in exchange for aid whenever they find themselves in need of it against the devils. Now if only Azazel would stop trying to get in my pants, things would be perfect." says Enyo, causing Lajos to slightly chuckle at her situation. No matter where she is, Enyo always seems to have a man trying to get with her.
As time passes and the trio brings the meeting to a close, they fail to notice a small, seemingly insignificant fly listening in on their conversation, nor do they notice when the fly flies out of the building and into the ground where it digs deeply before using the earth as a cover to make its way out of the base.
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AN: Here's the chapter. As usual, tell me what you guys think. Sorry for the slow update speed guys, but I've been working on my first original story that I plan to start publishing sometime this month or next month. If you guys are interested in it follow me on my instagram account servant_ambrosius. I'll be posting drawings and bios of the characters along with other stuff.
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Doubt that fly should really be able to spy like that. Unless the leak is deliberate. Because really a war room of a magic-using race should really be locked down with 100s of magic wards.
Relying on physical guards to police who is let into the war room is also bad design.
The devils are tricky opponents once they get their stride to be sure. Wonder where this miracle devil making ritual was lost to in canon.
Also its not like they can mass produce anything beyond a basic low teir unit, just spam aoe magic, a newborn devil cant do anything against it.
Thanks for the chapter and look forward to the next one.
Relying on physical guards to police who is let into the war room is also bad design.
The devils are tricky opponents once they get their stride to be sure. Wonder where this miracle devil making ritual was lost to in canon.
Also its not like they can mass produce anything beyond a basic low teir unit, just spam aoe magic, a newborn devil cant do anything against it.
Thanks for the chapter and look forward to the next one.
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YHWH
Heaven
The Seventh Heaven
~492 AD
Heaven, home of the Angels, God of the Bible, and the former home of the Fallen Angels. It resembles a place sitting above the clouds with a bright white ceiling high overhead. Guarded by a large gate with a white stone path leading up to it, it possesses stone buildings that appear to be floating along with white another stone path similar to the one that leads up to the gate.
Heaven is divided into seven regions, or "Heavens", with each region serving a different purpose and arranged by importance in increasing numerical order. The Seventh Heaven is the present location of the God of the Bible's system as well as the location where the God of the Bible resided within Heaven.
Currently within the Seventh Heaven, one can find the affromentied god sitting on his throne with his eyes closed and his eyebrows furrowed as if he were experiencing something unpleasant. After a few more minutes in this position, the God of Bible opens his eyes with a disappointed sigh. He had been attempting to peer into the home of the Edenians in search of information. The group is a wildcard that had joined the three way war between the Angels, Fallen, and Devils, and he would very much like to know more about them.
The world had first noticed the budding nation when massive amounts of magical energy began to be felt from their island. The majority of the world had not done more than observe them before the devils had invaded and the entire supernatural world watched as the devils were massacred with ease. Most had believed it to be due to the devils not sending their best and had not expected the Edenians to retaliate. Surprising the supernatural world once again, the Edenians had retaliated the same day by wiping out fifteen of the Pillars, a feat that was only found out about because many of the Pillar capitals had been bordering the Fallen territory of the Underworld. The Fallen Angels had not wasted any time finding out about what happened and spreading word throughout the world in a campaign to discredit the devils and make them seem weak. The campaign had been largely successful due to Edinia's following actions.
In an act that had not gained the nation any friends or allies, one of Edenia's queens had released a recording of the event as well as a recording of ten Pillar leaders in captivity, and one of Satan Leviathan in a dungeon. In addition to these pictures and recordings, they released a warning to all supernatural factions to tread carefully when it comes to humanity. Following that, they had closed their nation off to any form of magical surveillance, and any non-Edenian who entered the island was swiftly caught before being kicked back out.
Those events had caused an uproar in the supernatural community, but no one had been willing to try Edenia's strength, at least not with the fate of those fifteen Pillars still fresh in the mind. Most factions elected to simply watch Edenia from now on while others continue to try and obtain information about them, whether to ally themselves or to prepare for a potential enemy all depends on the faction.
For the God of the Bible the matter is a bit more simple yet complex at the same time. To him, Edenia can be what humanity needs, a faction of supernatural humans willing to protect them against those in the supernatural community that would do them harm. While he and his Angels are more than willing to protect than humanity, he feels that a human faction can understand best how to protect humanity as opposed to his Angels who are disconnected from the reality of what being human means.
The problem however comes in when he considers their views on non-humans are. It wouldn't do for them to be biased against other supernatural creatures. Which was why he was attempting to peer into their island to no avail.
"If you want to know something you should just ask." says a humored female voice, shaking him from his thoughts.
Turning his head, YHWH finds himself looking at a beautiful woman in her twenties and immediately recognises her as Morgan, one of Edenia's queens.
"How did you get in here?" he asks as he slightly nods his head towards her.
"Oh, how interesting. You don't seem surprised to see me at all." replies Morgan.
"Believe or not I am quite surprised. Not only to see someone manage to intrude here, but also to feel your aura. I did not expect you to be a goddess. Especially a seemingly independent goddess." he says.
"Oh I'm not as independent as you think." answers Morgan casually before looking around Seventh Heaven. "A bit bland don't you think." she says as she waves her hand to bring attention to the all white decor of Seventh Heaven.
"I think that it's quite fitting considering the location." answers the God of the Bible.
"Wow, you and my husband would get quite along should you decide to discuss decor." she says with a roll of her eyes. "If it were up to him the entirety of Heaven would be gold."
"Heaven?" asks YHWH with a raised eyebrow.
"Heaven, the paradise where our faithful followers go to be rewarded once they die. The name is a work in progress to be honest." she informs him.
"I see." comments the God thoughtfully. "Now tell me, why exactly are you here? I doubt that you came to discuss my poor choice in decor."
"Would you believe me if I said that I didn't come here with a plan?" asks Morgan as she tilts her head sideways. "I felt your attempt to peer into Edenia and I became curious, so I decided to meet you."
"Well, since you're here we may as well get acquainted." says YHWH as he waves his hand and a chair and table appear across from him. "Do you want anything to drink?" he asks as Morgan turns the seat into a throne before sitting down.
"That won't be necessary." says Morgan as pitcher of wine appears on the table along with two goblets. "Would you like some?" she asks as she pours herself a drink.
"No thank you." he answers, earning a shrug from Morgan as she takes a sip.
"Tell me, why exactly are you and your peers so intent on eavesdropping on my husband and his people?" she asks.
"Can you honestly blame us? You wiped out fifteen Pillars, captured ten other Pillar leaders, and captured Satan Leviathan before sending a warning to the entire supernatural community to tread carefully when it comes to humanity."
"Right. I do apologise for Azula, she tends to be a bit…overzealous when it comes to any form of conflict." says Morgan with a fond smile on her face.
"No need to apologise. I understand where she's coming from. Humanity is preyed on by the supernatural world far too often." he says.
"Interesting, my husband said that you would say that. He said something about you meaning well when it comes to humanity."
"He seems to know me, but I have no idea who he is." comments YHWH.
"Well he did read The Bible." jokes Morgan.
"So, why did you join the war?" asks YHWH.
"The devils attacked first." says Morgan with a shrug before taking another sip. "We just retaliated."
"While the devils did attack first, you already seemed to be preparing for a war." says YHWH.
"It's only prudent considering that our neighbors found themselves in the middle of a supernatural war. Any sane and competent leader would prepare just in case." explains Morgan.
"True, however you didn't need to send warnings out while claiming to be humanity's protectors."
"Originally we did not. However, we decided that it humanited needed a faction of its own to protect it from the supernaturals who would do them harm. Especially with the devils and devil worshippers killing, pillaging, and raping their way through villages. Not to mention the humans being turned into devils against their will by Lucifer and his band of idiotic devils." says Morgan.
"Were it up to me the devils would be completely wiped out and the Underworld would be used as a contingency safe haven for humanity." she adds.
"If it's not up to you then who is it up to?" asks YHWH.
"Our King of course. While the others and I may make important decisions, all final decisions are up to him, and per his orders we will not help the Edenians unless someone like Lucifer shows up on the battlefield." explains Morgan.
"And do you agree with that?" he asks.
"I understand his reasoning and do agree that it is sound, however I don't completely agree with his decision. But, he is our King and his orders are to be obeyed." says Morgan as she finishes her drink before materialising an envelope in her hand and giving it to YHWH.
"What is this?" asks YHWH as he looks at the envelope addressed to him.
"An offer from King Ambrosius. He knows me well enough to know that my curiosity would get the better of me; so he had me play messenger." says Morgan as she dismisses her wine and stands up. "It has been a pleasure, God." she says with a quirk of her lips when calling him God.
"Yes it has." answers the God of the Bible before Morgan completely disappears from Seventh Heaven.
Looking down at the letter addressed to him YHWH can't help but ponder about the bizarre meeting he's just had with the Edenian goddess. Not only did she somehow enter Heaven, and not just any Heaven, but she had complete control of the entire conversation. He swears that at times it felt as if he were facing a being higher than himself, and that's not a claim that he makes lightly. Other than Trihexa, Infinity, and Great Red who eclipse him, the only other being in this world that comes close to him is Shiva, and none of the above listed have made him feel as if he were an inferior being. This must be what mortals feel whenever they are in his presence. The questions remain however, who is Morgan and how is she so powerful? Are her peers as powerful as her? If she's so powerful how much more powerful is her King? More importantly however, where do they come from and what are their intentions.
Removing those thoughts from his head, YHWH opens the envelope and pulls out the letter within. Reading it over the God of the Bible finds that the letter is an offer for an alliance for the sake of humanity's protection. An offer that is quite favorable for him and his Angels with the Edenians offering their help should any apocalyptic threat appear in exchange for the Edenian Empire being designated off limits to the church. While the offer seems to favor the Angels more by a wide margin, according to King Ambrosius the Angels have nothing that Edenia would need other being left alone by outsiders until they say otherwise.
All in all it's quite a good offer, one he would be willing to accept after a few more attempts of research into the Edenians and a meeting with his archangels.
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AN: Alright, I'm back. I took a break from this story for a few reasons. The first is because I tried to do something different with this arc but it wasn't going how I wanted it to and most of you guys didn't like it, so I'll be going back to my old format. The second reason is because I wanted to work on my original story. So far I have most of the planning done and just need to do the writing. So follow me on instagram at servant_ambrosius if you're interested; I haven't posted in a while but I'll be trying to post regularly from now on.
As usual tell me what you guys think of the chapter and don't forget to read my new fanfic The Godslaying Pharaoh. And if you can please support my pat re on (pat re on .com / servant_ambrosius)
The Seventh Heaven
~492 AD
Heaven, home of the Angels, God of the Bible, and the former home of the Fallen Angels. It resembles a place sitting above the clouds with a bright white ceiling high overhead. Guarded by a large gate with a white stone path leading up to it, it possesses stone buildings that appear to be floating along with white another stone path similar to the one that leads up to the gate.
Heaven is divided into seven regions, or "Heavens", with each region serving a different purpose and arranged by importance in increasing numerical order. The Seventh Heaven is the present location of the God of the Bible's system as well as the location where the God of the Bible resided within Heaven.
Currently within the Seventh Heaven, one can find the affromentied god sitting on his throne with his eyes closed and his eyebrows furrowed as if he were experiencing something unpleasant. After a few more minutes in this position, the God of Bible opens his eyes with a disappointed sigh. He had been attempting to peer into the home of the Edenians in search of information. The group is a wildcard that had joined the three way war between the Angels, Fallen, and Devils, and he would very much like to know more about them.
The world had first noticed the budding nation when massive amounts of magical energy began to be felt from their island. The majority of the world had not done more than observe them before the devils had invaded and the entire supernatural world watched as the devils were massacred with ease. Most had believed it to be due to the devils not sending their best and had not expected the Edenians to retaliate. Surprising the supernatural world once again, the Edenians had retaliated the same day by wiping out fifteen of the Pillars, a feat that was only found out about because many of the Pillar capitals had been bordering the Fallen territory of the Underworld. The Fallen Angels had not wasted any time finding out about what happened and spreading word throughout the world in a campaign to discredit the devils and make them seem weak. The campaign had been largely successful due to Edinia's following actions.
In an act that had not gained the nation any friends or allies, one of Edenia's queens had released a recording of the event as well as a recording of ten Pillar leaders in captivity, and one of Satan Leviathan in a dungeon. In addition to these pictures and recordings, they released a warning to all supernatural factions to tread carefully when it comes to humanity. Following that, they had closed their nation off to any form of magical surveillance, and any non-Edenian who entered the island was swiftly caught before being kicked back out.
Those events had caused an uproar in the supernatural community, but no one had been willing to try Edenia's strength, at least not with the fate of those fifteen Pillars still fresh in the mind. Most factions elected to simply watch Edenia from now on while others continue to try and obtain information about them, whether to ally themselves or to prepare for a potential enemy all depends on the faction.
For the God of the Bible the matter is a bit more simple yet complex at the same time. To him, Edenia can be what humanity needs, a faction of supernatural humans willing to protect them against those in the supernatural community that would do them harm. While he and his Angels are more than willing to protect than humanity, he feels that a human faction can understand best how to protect humanity as opposed to his Angels who are disconnected from the reality of what being human means.
The problem however comes in when he considers their views on non-humans are. It wouldn't do for them to be biased against other supernatural creatures. Which was why he was attempting to peer into their island to no avail.
"If you want to know something you should just ask." says a humored female voice, shaking him from his thoughts.
Turning his head, YHWH finds himself looking at a beautiful woman in her twenties and immediately recognises her as Morgan, one of Edenia's queens.
"How did you get in here?" he asks as he slightly nods his head towards her.
"Oh, how interesting. You don't seem surprised to see me at all." replies Morgan.
"Believe or not I am quite surprised. Not only to see someone manage to intrude here, but also to feel your aura. I did not expect you to be a goddess. Especially a seemingly independent goddess." he says.
"Oh I'm not as independent as you think." answers Morgan casually before looking around Seventh Heaven. "A bit bland don't you think." she says as she waves her hand to bring attention to the all white decor of Seventh Heaven.
"I think that it's quite fitting considering the location." answers the God of the Bible.
"Wow, you and my husband would get quite along should you decide to discuss decor." she says with a roll of her eyes. "If it were up to him the entirety of Heaven would be gold."
"Heaven?" asks YHWH with a raised eyebrow.
"Heaven, the paradise where our faithful followers go to be rewarded once they die. The name is a work in progress to be honest." she informs him.
"I see." comments the God thoughtfully. "Now tell me, why exactly are you here? I doubt that you came to discuss my poor choice in decor."
"Would you believe me if I said that I didn't come here with a plan?" asks Morgan as she tilts her head sideways. "I felt your attempt to peer into Edenia and I became curious, so I decided to meet you."
"Well, since you're here we may as well get acquainted." says YHWH as he waves his hand and a chair and table appear across from him. "Do you want anything to drink?" he asks as Morgan turns the seat into a throne before sitting down.
"That won't be necessary." says Morgan as pitcher of wine appears on the table along with two goblets. "Would you like some?" she asks as she pours herself a drink.
"No thank you." he answers, earning a shrug from Morgan as she takes a sip.
"Tell me, why exactly are you and your peers so intent on eavesdropping on my husband and his people?" she asks.
"Can you honestly blame us? You wiped out fifteen Pillars, captured ten other Pillar leaders, and captured Satan Leviathan before sending a warning to the entire supernatural community to tread carefully when it comes to humanity."
"Right. I do apologise for Azula, she tends to be a bit…overzealous when it comes to any form of conflict." says Morgan with a fond smile on her face.
"No need to apologise. I understand where she's coming from. Humanity is preyed on by the supernatural world far too often." he says.
"Interesting, my husband said that you would say that. He said something about you meaning well when it comes to humanity."
"He seems to know me, but I have no idea who he is." comments YHWH.
"Well he did read The Bible." jokes Morgan.
"So, why did you join the war?" asks YHWH.
"The devils attacked first." says Morgan with a shrug before taking another sip. "We just retaliated."
"While the devils did attack first, you already seemed to be preparing for a war." says YHWH.
"It's only prudent considering that our neighbors found themselves in the middle of a supernatural war. Any sane and competent leader would prepare just in case." explains Morgan.
"True, however you didn't need to send warnings out while claiming to be humanity's protectors."
"Originally we did not. However, we decided that it humanited needed a faction of its own to protect it from the supernaturals who would do them harm. Especially with the devils and devil worshippers killing, pillaging, and raping their way through villages. Not to mention the humans being turned into devils against their will by Lucifer and his band of idiotic devils." says Morgan.
"Were it up to me the devils would be completely wiped out and the Underworld would be used as a contingency safe haven for humanity." she adds.
"If it's not up to you then who is it up to?" asks YHWH.
"Our King of course. While the others and I may make important decisions, all final decisions are up to him, and per his orders we will not help the Edenians unless someone like Lucifer shows up on the battlefield." explains Morgan.
"And do you agree with that?" he asks.
"I understand his reasoning and do agree that it is sound, however I don't completely agree with his decision. But, he is our King and his orders are to be obeyed." says Morgan as she finishes her drink before materialising an envelope in her hand and giving it to YHWH.
"What is this?" asks YHWH as he looks at the envelope addressed to him.
"An offer from King Ambrosius. He knows me well enough to know that my curiosity would get the better of me; so he had me play messenger." says Morgan as she dismisses her wine and stands up. "It has been a pleasure, God." she says with a quirk of her lips when calling him God.
"Yes it has." answers the God of the Bible before Morgan completely disappears from Seventh Heaven.
Looking down at the letter addressed to him YHWH can't help but ponder about the bizarre meeting he's just had with the Edenian goddess. Not only did she somehow enter Heaven, and not just any Heaven, but she had complete control of the entire conversation. He swears that at times it felt as if he were facing a being higher than himself, and that's not a claim that he makes lightly. Other than Trihexa, Infinity, and Great Red who eclipse him, the only other being in this world that comes close to him is Shiva, and none of the above listed have made him feel as if he were an inferior being. This must be what mortals feel whenever they are in his presence. The questions remain however, who is Morgan and how is she so powerful? Are her peers as powerful as her? If she's so powerful how much more powerful is her King? More importantly however, where do they come from and what are their intentions.
Removing those thoughts from his head, YHWH opens the envelope and pulls out the letter within. Reading it over the God of the Bible finds that the letter is an offer for an alliance for the sake of humanity's protection. An offer that is quite favorable for him and his Angels with the Edenians offering their help should any apocalyptic threat appear in exchange for the Edenian Empire being designated off limits to the church. While the offer seems to favor the Angels more by a wide margin, according to King Ambrosius the Angels have nothing that Edenia would need other being left alone by outsiders until they say otherwise.
All in all it's quite a good offer, one he would be willing to accept after a few more attempts of research into the Edenians and a meeting with his archangels.
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AN: Alright, I'm back. I took a break from this story for a few reasons. The first is because I tried to do something different with this arc but it wasn't going how I wanted it to and most of you guys didn't like it, so I'll be going back to my old format. The second reason is because I wanted to work on my original story. So far I have most of the planning done and just need to do the writing. So follow me on instagram at servant_ambrosius if you're interested; I haven't posted in a while but I'll be trying to post regularly from now on.
As usual tell me what you guys think of the chapter and don't forget to read my new fanfic The Godslaying Pharaoh. And if you can please support my pat re on (pat re on .com / servant_ambrosius)
Downtime
Edenia
~492 AD
The feeling of the sun's warmth on my bare skin makes me feel lethargic as I lay on the beach and enjoy a moment of silence. It has been a while since I've just layed down somewhere and enjoyed a moment of peace to myself. With our arrival in the DxD world we went to work scouting the area before beginning to work on the creation of Edenia. Decades was spent on research and experimentation along with basic infrastructure to lay down the foundation of what is now my chosen people. So it has been awhile since I've simply enjoyed a moment of peace to myself, especially since I've been spending the majority of the time in my mortal form which causes me to experience time at a much slower rate compared to my godly form.
With Edenia's entrance into the Great War however, I can now spend my time relaxing, reading, or doing anything else that I don't consider work. Especially with Sindel here to run the Empire. Not only is she an impeccable ruler, but she seems to enjoy ruling and has no qualms with me leaving all of the paperwork to her. In addition to that the people have not only accepted her, but they also love her more than anyone else other than me; calling her Mother of Edenia and Empress to the Edenian Empire. All in all I say that coming to DxD wasn't such a bad idea, particularly since we arrived during the time of the Great War. A time where the people haven't devolved into the perverts that they will be in the be; well to be honest everyone who is alive right now is still similar to their canon counterparts, however with a war in full swing they have to be serious most of the time.
Meaning that people like Azazel aren't trying to get into other people's pants for the majority of the time, the devils haven't become a race of goofballs, perverts, and icons yet, and the other pantheons aren't as friendly as they can be. That may sound like a nightmare, but to me it's a pretty good setting. I'm far too used to dangerous and cutthroat environments to be comfortable in a lighthearted, ecchi, battle shounen setting without the kids around to help me lighten up. Ever since my first jump in Arkham all of my settings have been dangerous and possibly fatal should I ever make a mistake; in contrast however settings like Fairy Tail and canon DxD are so peaceful and lacking in danger to me that it makes my skin crawl as my senses go haywire trying to find any dangers that can be hidden under the facade of peace. Which is what makes this the perfect place for me.
Peaceful enough for me to relax and attempt to have a vacation, but with a looming war overseas that makes sure that it isn't too peaceful. With this I can relax without my senses going millions of miles a minute trying to find dangers hidden underneath a facade of happiness. Plus with the Edenian Empire still in its infancy I can always return to work should I grow restless. Just the perfect setting for a god who has known conflict for the majority of his life who is trying to have a vacation. Honestly I owe the girls a massive thank you for convincing me to come here, this was a good idea.
As I take a deep breath of the ocean air a shadow falls over me, cutting off my connection to the sun. Opening one eye to take a peak, I find Azula looking down at me with an amused smile on her face.
"You're blocking my sun, dear." I tell her in the hopes that she'll move.
"It seemed to be the only way to get your attention." she answers as she steps back before laying down next to my left.
"I'm finally enjoying a proper vacation." I say with a smile on my face. "No children to raise or train, and no excessive peace to make my skin crawl."
"Yes, who knew that it would take a massive war between three powerful supernatural factions to make a God of War feel calm." she says sarcastically, causing me to roll my eyes at her.
"I'm honestly surprised that you haven't joined the war yet, what brings you here?" I ask her.
"The bet between Morgan and I is still ongoing." she answers.
"What bet?" I ask her with a raised eyebrow.
"The one where she challenged me to not enter the war. It was originally supposed to be about whether or not I could refrain from killing the faction leaders, but we decided to make it harder while increasing the stakes." she explains.
"Oh? And what does the winner win?' I ask.
"Complete obedience from the loser for the next century and a half." says Azula.
"Ha. Is that why you've been so restless and wound up lately" I ask with a laugh.
"Yes. I wish that this ridiculous war would be over already. Honestly it's taking your 'people' longer than it should to deal with a species vastly weaker than them." she says with a frown.
"To be fair, not only are they severely outnumbered, but they're also missing some crucial information that gives the devils an advantage over them in terms of intel gathering." I admit.
"What do you mean?" she asks.
"Well, amongst the Leviathan Clan there is a minor house that specialises in hiding their magical signature from the majority of sensors. They are not particularly powerful in terms of combat prowess, but they make up for it in information gathering." I tell her.
"Unlike the rest of the Leviathan clan they can only turn into small bugs, but in return those bug transformations of theirs can't be sensed by any of the magical sensors that the Edenians are using. They would need sensors created by one of us to sense those intruders. As such a lot of their intel is being taken and used against them. The fact that they still manage to outmaneuver the devils is a testament to their tactical prowess." I explain.
"I'm guessing that you have no plans on telling them?" she inquires.
"As much as it pains me to say so, they must learn to do things by themselves. I've held their hands for the first three decades, it's time for the little birdies to leave the nest." I reply just as I sense Scáthach and Sindel appear behind us.
"It was the right decision." reassures Scáthach as she and Sindel lay down on my right. "You won't always be there for them. They must learn to act without your help."
"And winning this war will be the perfect way to show that they are ready to not only protect humanity on this Earth, but to also act as your agents in the other worlds." adds Sindel.
"Look at you two reassuring him as if he were a baby." says Azula before turning to look at Sindel. "Don't you have an Empire to run?" she asks.
"Wow, not being able to join the war has really made you 'restless' for a lack of a better word." I say. "Remind me, which one of us is the God of War again?" I ask with a teasing smirk.
"Last I checked you were the only one of us to face an entire army of eight thousand strong and wipe out half of it without possessing a single drop of divine blood in their veins" replies Azula with a roll of her eyes.
"He did what?" questions Sindel as she sits up fast enough to give any lesser being whiplash.
"Oh yes. Did he not tell you?" asks Azula with a smirk as she too sits up to look at Sindel.
"No, he most certainly did not tell me about that." she replies.
"Well allow me to enlighten you. This was before any of use met him mind you, we had to hear this from his surrogate sister…" begins Azula before I tune her out and turn to face Scáthach.
"I can already tell that this is going to turn into a storytelling time about every reckless thing that I've done." I say with a sigh.
"You brought this upon yourself by acting reckless in the first place." says Scáthach.
"In my defense, when this happened not only was I going through my jumps solo, but I also had no plans of falling in love." I say. "You'll notice that after Azula and you joined me the amount of reckless acts that I've undertaken has reduced by quite the margin."
"Is that so beloved? Do you wish for me to list every reckless act that you've done after we joined you? I can assure you that the list is quite longer than the one before we joined you." replies Scáthach.
"I refuse to believe that. Other than my battle with Crimson Moon, defying Poseidon in DC what else is there?" I ask her.
"Facing the army of Gaia in Tartarus alone while in they have the home advantage, staying back in Tartarus so that your brother may return to Earth, Odin's Gallows, Crimson Moon, Vorti-" she says before I quickly cut her off by placing a finger on her lips.
"I believe that's enough." I say as she looks at me with a smug smirk.
"Are you sure? I can list quite a few more." she says.
Before I can answer Morgan appears in front of us with a gust of wind.
"A family gathering, how interesting." she says as her emerald dress turns into a two piece bikini and she sits next to Azula.
"How did your meeting with YHWH go?" I ask her.
"I don't really have any particular thoughts about him. He seems like your typical benevolent god." she says with a shrug.
"That's interesting. Considering how well he's spoken of in canon despite being dead for centuries I expected something about him to stand out. Maybe you just haven't spent enough time with him." I comment.
"Are you doubting my capability dear?" she asks with a sickeningly sweet smile.
"No, but I am doubting that you observed him well once you lost interest in him after a cursory glance." I reply.
"Ah, well in that case you may just be right." she says before turning to Azula and Sindel. "So, what story of our husband's recklessness were you just sharing."
"Hey, what makes you think that they were talking about my recklessness?" I ask indignantly.
"I was telling Sindel of the time he faced an army of eight thousand by himself." answers Azula with a smirk as they ignore my question.
"I'm not that bad right?" I ask Scáthach who only responds with a raised eyebrow.
With a sigh I leave it alone and close my eyes to enjoy the atmosphere. The waves splashing makes a nice background sound to Azula and Morgan's storytelling, while the nice breeze and heat from the sun serve to create the perfect temperature. It's such a nice feeling that I begin to feel myself slowly fall asleep as Azula transitions to another one of my stories, this one of the time I faced Gaia's army on my own in Tartarus.
Unfortunately however the moment doesn't last much longer as one of my runic tattoos begins to burn on my chest. Alarmed I quickly sit up to inspect it.
"What happened?" asks Scáthach as she notices the glowing tattoo.
"It's one of the distress signals that I gave the Edenian warriors before they went off to war. They're only allowed to use it for one situation, when they come into conflict with someone that belongs on the list of top 10 strongest beings." I tell her as the others stop talking and look at the glowing tattoo.
"Who is it?" asks Azula.
"Judging by the intensity of the burn either multiple members of the list are present, or one of the top three decided to come out of their habitat."
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~492 AD
The feeling of the sun's warmth on my bare skin makes me feel lethargic as I lay on the beach and enjoy a moment of silence. It has been a while since I've just layed down somewhere and enjoyed a moment of peace to myself. With our arrival in the DxD world we went to work scouting the area before beginning to work on the creation of Edenia. Decades was spent on research and experimentation along with basic infrastructure to lay down the foundation of what is now my chosen people. So it has been awhile since I've simply enjoyed a moment of peace to myself, especially since I've been spending the majority of the time in my mortal form which causes me to experience time at a much slower rate compared to my godly form.
With Edenia's entrance into the Great War however, I can now spend my time relaxing, reading, or doing anything else that I don't consider work. Especially with Sindel here to run the Empire. Not only is she an impeccable ruler, but she seems to enjoy ruling and has no qualms with me leaving all of the paperwork to her. In addition to that the people have not only accepted her, but they also love her more than anyone else other than me; calling her Mother of Edenia and Empress to the Edenian Empire. All in all I say that coming to DxD wasn't such a bad idea, particularly since we arrived during the time of the Great War. A time where the people haven't devolved into the perverts that they will be in the be; well to be honest everyone who is alive right now is still similar to their canon counterparts, however with a war in full swing they have to be serious most of the time.
Meaning that people like Azazel aren't trying to get into other people's pants for the majority of the time, the devils haven't become a race of goofballs, perverts, and icons yet, and the other pantheons aren't as friendly as they can be. That may sound like a nightmare, but to me it's a pretty good setting. I'm far too used to dangerous and cutthroat environments to be comfortable in a lighthearted, ecchi, battle shounen setting without the kids around to help me lighten up. Ever since my first jump in Arkham all of my settings have been dangerous and possibly fatal should I ever make a mistake; in contrast however settings like Fairy Tail and canon DxD are so peaceful and lacking in danger to me that it makes my skin crawl as my senses go haywire trying to find any dangers that can be hidden under the facade of peace. Which is what makes this the perfect place for me.
Peaceful enough for me to relax and attempt to have a vacation, but with a looming war overseas that makes sure that it isn't too peaceful. With this I can relax without my senses going millions of miles a minute trying to find dangers hidden underneath a facade of happiness. Plus with the Edenian Empire still in its infancy I can always return to work should I grow restless. Just the perfect setting for a god who has known conflict for the majority of his life who is trying to have a vacation. Honestly I owe the girls a massive thank you for convincing me to come here, this was a good idea.
As I take a deep breath of the ocean air a shadow falls over me, cutting off my connection to the sun. Opening one eye to take a peak, I find Azula looking down at me with an amused smile on her face.
"You're blocking my sun, dear." I tell her in the hopes that she'll move.
"It seemed to be the only way to get your attention." she answers as she steps back before laying down next to my left.
"I'm finally enjoying a proper vacation." I say with a smile on my face. "No children to raise or train, and no excessive peace to make my skin crawl."
"Yes, who knew that it would take a massive war between three powerful supernatural factions to make a God of War feel calm." she says sarcastically, causing me to roll my eyes at her.
"I'm honestly surprised that you haven't joined the war yet, what brings you here?" I ask her.
"The bet between Morgan and I is still ongoing." she answers.
"What bet?" I ask her with a raised eyebrow.
"The one where she challenged me to not enter the war. It was originally supposed to be about whether or not I could refrain from killing the faction leaders, but we decided to make it harder while increasing the stakes." she explains.
"Oh? And what does the winner win?' I ask.
"Complete obedience from the loser for the next century and a half." says Azula.
"Ha. Is that why you've been so restless and wound up lately" I ask with a laugh.
"Yes. I wish that this ridiculous war would be over already. Honestly it's taking your 'people' longer than it should to deal with a species vastly weaker than them." she says with a frown.
"To be fair, not only are they severely outnumbered, but they're also missing some crucial information that gives the devils an advantage over them in terms of intel gathering." I admit.
"What do you mean?" she asks.
"Well, amongst the Leviathan Clan there is a minor house that specialises in hiding their magical signature from the majority of sensors. They are not particularly powerful in terms of combat prowess, but they make up for it in information gathering." I tell her.
"Unlike the rest of the Leviathan clan they can only turn into small bugs, but in return those bug transformations of theirs can't be sensed by any of the magical sensors that the Edenians are using. They would need sensors created by one of us to sense those intruders. As such a lot of their intel is being taken and used against them. The fact that they still manage to outmaneuver the devils is a testament to their tactical prowess." I explain.
"I'm guessing that you have no plans on telling them?" she inquires.
"As much as it pains me to say so, they must learn to do things by themselves. I've held their hands for the first three decades, it's time for the little birdies to leave the nest." I reply just as I sense Scáthach and Sindel appear behind us.
"It was the right decision." reassures Scáthach as she and Sindel lay down on my right. "You won't always be there for them. They must learn to act without your help."
"And winning this war will be the perfect way to show that they are ready to not only protect humanity on this Earth, but to also act as your agents in the other worlds." adds Sindel.
"Look at you two reassuring him as if he were a baby." says Azula before turning to look at Sindel. "Don't you have an Empire to run?" she asks.
"Wow, not being able to join the war has really made you 'restless' for a lack of a better word." I say. "Remind me, which one of us is the God of War again?" I ask with a teasing smirk.
"Last I checked you were the only one of us to face an entire army of eight thousand strong and wipe out half of it without possessing a single drop of divine blood in their veins" replies Azula with a roll of her eyes.
"He did what?" questions Sindel as she sits up fast enough to give any lesser being whiplash.
"Oh yes. Did he not tell you?" asks Azula with a smirk as she too sits up to look at Sindel.
"No, he most certainly did not tell me about that." she replies.
"Well allow me to enlighten you. This was before any of use met him mind you, we had to hear this from his surrogate sister…" begins Azula before I tune her out and turn to face Scáthach.
"I can already tell that this is going to turn into a storytelling time about every reckless thing that I've done." I say with a sigh.
"You brought this upon yourself by acting reckless in the first place." says Scáthach.
"In my defense, when this happened not only was I going through my jumps solo, but I also had no plans of falling in love." I say. "You'll notice that after Azula and you joined me the amount of reckless acts that I've undertaken has reduced by quite the margin."
"Is that so beloved? Do you wish for me to list every reckless act that you've done after we joined you? I can assure you that the list is quite longer than the one before we joined you." replies Scáthach.
"I refuse to believe that. Other than my battle with Crimson Moon, defying Poseidon in DC what else is there?" I ask her.
"Facing the army of Gaia in Tartarus alone while in they have the home advantage, staying back in Tartarus so that your brother may return to Earth, Odin's Gallows, Crimson Moon, Vorti-" she says before I quickly cut her off by placing a finger on her lips.
"I believe that's enough." I say as she looks at me with a smug smirk.
"Are you sure? I can list quite a few more." she says.
Before I can answer Morgan appears in front of us with a gust of wind.
"A family gathering, how interesting." she says as her emerald dress turns into a two piece bikini and she sits next to Azula.
"How did your meeting with YHWH go?" I ask her.
"I don't really have any particular thoughts about him. He seems like your typical benevolent god." she says with a shrug.
"That's interesting. Considering how well he's spoken of in canon despite being dead for centuries I expected something about him to stand out. Maybe you just haven't spent enough time with him." I comment.
"Are you doubting my capability dear?" she asks with a sickeningly sweet smile.
"No, but I am doubting that you observed him well once you lost interest in him after a cursory glance." I reply.
"Ah, well in that case you may just be right." she says before turning to Azula and Sindel. "So, what story of our husband's recklessness were you just sharing."
"Hey, what makes you think that they were talking about my recklessness?" I ask indignantly.
"I was telling Sindel of the time he faced an army of eight thousand by himself." answers Azula with a smirk as they ignore my question.
"I'm not that bad right?" I ask Scáthach who only responds with a raised eyebrow.
With a sigh I leave it alone and close my eyes to enjoy the atmosphere. The waves splashing makes a nice background sound to Azula and Morgan's storytelling, while the nice breeze and heat from the sun serve to create the perfect temperature. It's such a nice feeling that I begin to feel myself slowly fall asleep as Azula transitions to another one of my stories, this one of the time I faced Gaia's army on my own in Tartarus.
Unfortunately however the moment doesn't last much longer as one of my runic tattoos begins to burn on my chest. Alarmed I quickly sit up to inspect it.
"What happened?" asks Scáthach as she notices the glowing tattoo.
"It's one of the distress signals that I gave the Edenian warriors before they went off to war. They're only allowed to use it for one situation, when they come into conflict with someone that belongs on the list of top 10 strongest beings." I tell her as the others stop talking and look at the glowing tattoo.
"Who is it?" asks Azula.
"Judging by the intensity of the burn either multiple members of the list are present, or one of the top three decided to come out of their habitat."
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AN: Here's the next chapter and as usual tell me what you guys think. Follow me on instagram at servant_ambrosius; I haven't posted in a while but I'll be trying to post regularly from now on. And if you can please support my pat re on (pat re on .com / servant_ambrosius). Also, just a curious question, when do you guys think that the story peaked?