Chapter 1: How it all started

“Don’t you know it's rude to peek at someone's status screen without permission elf?”(???)

“Nooo….”(Star)

“You are a terrible liar. Anyway come sit down and let's have a little chat. I promise I don't bite….much.”(???)

After feeling a chill go down my spine I nod and slowly walk toward the shadowy creature. All the while feeling a sense of  danger coming from this thing that is sitting down in front of me. We are currently in what looks to be a black throne room. Besides the giant 10 meter high by 5 meter wide hole at the entrance of the room. The rest of the area looks fairly decent considering that this place is supposed to be abandoned and probably hundreds of years old. Along the sides of the room there are pillars lining them and most of them are cracked or partially destroyed. At the back end of the room there are steps leading to a platform with the throne on it. The throne looks half destroyed with a missing right grip and one and a half spikes along the top of the back. It looked to be made of a blue liquid with a large crack going along the center to the broken back. The throne was turned sideways to face a table with a red tea pot and two green tea cups on it. I walked up the steps and sat on the wooden chair across the table from the throne. Staring at this thing in front of me I took a deep breath and started our conversation.

“So You wanted to talk...umm?”(Star)

“Oh, I haven't introduced myself yet! Sorry. It's just when we were supposed meet each other for the first time I thought it would be more...I don't know. Extravagant? Oh well. Anyway for the sake of the plot…...I mean convenience! Yes convenience. Call me Narrator. Yes narrator. Thats a good name. So I've wondered this for a while now but, why are your boobs so big?”(Narrator)

“The blood elves have the ability to retain and use blood however they want. Whether it be as rapid healing, weapons, a substitute for mana in spells, food, or anything else. I don’t have an item to store the blood for me so, I store it all in my chest making my breasts many times bigger than it actually is. Now it's my turn to ask a question. What did you want to talk about?”(Star)

“I see how that would make sense. Now the answer to your question is simple. That card with a cross on it is like a calling card to tell those in this city that you are here to help and listen and besides, without it I would have killed you the moment you looked at my Status so be thankful. You are here to learn the past so I am here to tell it to you. Well part of it anyway.”(Narrator)

“Why only part of it and not all of it?”(Star)

“Simple. This is because it is impossible for a single person to know everything accurately. You can learn all of it, however you will need to travel throughout the entire city to learn it. I will only tell you what I know as fact, but first tell me when you're ready.”(Narrator)

Pulling out my touch pad from between by breasts, I nod to show that I am ready to type down what it had to say.

“Why?.... Just Why?”(Narrator)

“I’m wearing a suit. Does it look like I have room in my pockets to carry anything?”(Star)

“touché”(Narrator)

“Besides I also hold my coin pouch, keys, and grenade there.”(Star)

We spent the next few minutes just staring at each other in completes silence.

“I see… so let me see here. If I'm going to tell you this story properly I should probably start at the beginning, or in this case. The end….”(Narrator)

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* 500 years earlier -

“I guess the best place to start would be during the siege of the Demon Lord’s castle.”(Narrator)

--- Samantha’s POV ---

“HE WILL PAY! EVEN IF I HAVE TO SIEGE HIS CASTLE FOR ANOTHER 3 MONTHS! HE WILL PAY DAMN IT!!!!!!”(Samantha)

“Um...Overseer Samantha. Your yelling out loud again.”(Soldier)

“Again? Really? mmh … I don’t care anymore. What do you want kid? I prefer to be alone right now.”(Samantha)

“The meal you requested is ready for you in your tent, also General pickett is going to be visiting you to talk about new strategies to attack the castle with. That is all.(Soldier)

I didn't even bother to acknowledge the soldier’s words before they left. I’ve been gazing at the Demon Lord’s castle for hours now and am reluctant to look away in fear that we would break in when I wasn't looking. We have been fighting the castle for the last four months and it still won't give. I mean seriously. We haven’t fought a single soldier from his army, not one scout, archer, mage, pet, merchant...NOTHING. JUST THE DAMN CASTLE! This black castle has high walls with archer towers on each of the walls five ends. It has been shooting cannon balls, arrows, magic projectiles, and has a shield that prevents things from flying in from over the walls. There is a moat with spikes at the bottom to impale everyone who falls in, that randomly appears and disappears. The worst part is when we destroy one of the five towers and it rapidly rebuilds itself just to keep shooting at us. We have already scanned the whole castle for life and have only found two life forces inside. This means we aren't even being shot at by soldiers but the castle itself. Like what the hell! How is that even possible? The area around the castle for miles is just barren orange stone and dirt that for some reason is impossible to dig through, so entering the castle from below is out of the question. Last but not least, the castle repels all magic meaning that teleporting inside can’t be done. Sighing deeply I turned around and went back to my oversized green tent. Then I walked in and saw my feast. It had plenty of rice, meat, bread, vegetables, and bottles of water covering most of a 5 by 5 meter table and it still didn't look like enough food. Before I sat down at the table to begin eating I looked at the mirror to my left and frowned at my declining beauty. I used to be a feared and respected beauty that men would kill just to talk to. I was a 5 and a half ft. tall woman with modest sized breasts, lean body, long straight dark blue hair that went halfway down my back, smooth cream skin, two pairs of large storm gray wings, and clear blue eyes. I also used to have black battle armor that could make a man drool at my appearance but now…. My stomach is the size of a soccer ball, my hair is down to my butt and is several shades lighter, my breasts grew a size and I am wearing nothing more than a simple red mage robe. I started eating and a few minutes later the General walked in without even announcing himself. He is a three meter tall, muscular, brown minotaur wearing green heavy armor without his helmet. He has two foot long horns coming from the sides of his head going up with a slight curve at the end.

“Overseer Samantha I wanted to ta….. My god! Here I thought the chefs were joking about you asking for this huge meal for yourself. I didn't expect you to actually eat all of it on your own within a few minutes without anyones help. At least now we know why you have suddenly become so fat.”(General Pickett)

“Talk fast general and know now that if you mention my weight again….. I will end you without a second thought.”(Samantha)

‘Gulp’ “I wanted to talk about taking the castle.”(Picket)

“And?”(Samantha)

“And I believe we should give up for now and fall back. We have been at it for 4 months straight, the soldiers are losing moral, we have lost millions of lives to that thing while it has lost none, and the kingdoms sponsoring your war against the Demon Lord believe it has become too expensive to fund without their being any returns to them.”(Picket)

“I don’t care about how the soldiers feel and as for the kingdoms. They should have been fully prepared for the potential costs of this war when they agreed to help fund it so. Get. Back. To. Work. General.”(Samantha)

“No.”(Pickett)

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“What?”(Samantha)

“We won't continue the attack. I have already told the soldiers to pack up and be ready to leave the field in an hour or so. I wanted to let you know we were leaving and nothing you do is going to change that. Your command to constantly attack the castle at all times makes it look like you are obsessed with conquering it. The higher ups have decided that as of this moment you are unfit to command this army and are therefore removed from your duties as overseer until the time in which they deem you capable of them again. I would have let them tell you themselves but I feel that you need to know that you are no longer in charge here.”(Picket)

“I am still the most experienced and powerful person here and what I say goes. So get back to work. Now.”(Samantha)

“I don’t think you understand, you aren't in charge anymore. I am, so if you want to continue attacking the castle. Do it yourself you fata…...(Formerly living General)

‘swoosh’

I didn’t let him finish his sentence before I flung the knife that was in my hand at his head separating it from his shoulders. Since I was still hungry I picked up his head off the floor, turned it over and ate the insides of his skull. After using his horns as tooth picks, I walked to the table for my napkin and cleaning my face as well as my hands. As I walked outside the tent, I told a passing soldier to clean up the mess inside it. Teleporting to where everyone was gathering I whistled to get their attention before I started talking to all of them.

“It seems that everyone here is under the misconception that you are leaving, so let me clear this up. You all are going to continue to attack the Demon Lord’s castle and anyone who refuses now or decides to abandon the fight later, will be considered deserters and be executed on the spot by me. For those who don’t know, I am a black valkyrie. The difference between between us and regular Valkyries are that they only pick up the souls of the valiant dead and don’t fight in wars. We are the executors of the gods and are therefore exempt from all laws that prevent us from doing our jobs. This means I am legally allowed to kill all of you without having to face consequences. This leaves all of you with two choices. You can turn around and continue fighting, no one gets hurt unnecessarily and everyone is happy. Or you try to run away and….well….. the chefs will have more meat to cook with.”(Samantha)

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* Two months later

Let me do a summary of all the events that happened over the last 2 months. Firstly, about a fourth of the army tried to run away or fight me. They are all dead and over the next few weeks, there were multiple attempts to flee late at night and the next morning the meals were fresher for some reason. After a while our supplies stopped coming in so the soldiers started eating each other out of desperation after a few weeks. This caused many of them to turn into ghouls and became much more obedient to me. During the last week of the two months, I ran out of living soldiers so I led my two hundred thousand ghouls towards the castle and do you know what happened? The front gate opened wide for the ghouls to enter…..That’s all we needed! Really! Send an army of monsters and you will let us in, but send trained soldiers and you try to kill us! I let the ghouls lead the way to where the Demon Lord was in case of traps and I was right. By the time I reached the throne room door, all that was left were 5 ghouls. Not caring much for them I obliterated the door killing them in the process, and walked inside.

‘Booooooom!!!!!’

“I finally found you! You bastard!”(Samantha)

“Looks like someone's upset that Lulu wiped out her entire army and you look terrible old friend. What happened? Royal Flush I win.”(Diuscrucis)

“Damn it!”(Other two people)

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* Present day

* Star's POV

“Wait is that the same Diuscrucis I was talking to earlier!?”(Star)

“No interruptions!”(Narrator)

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* 500 years earlier

* Samantha's POV

Standing at the entrance I glared at the man who did this to me. We are in his golden colored throne room with lime green marble floors. The sides of the room are lined with silver pillars with gold designs on them. At the back of the room there are black stairs leading to the platform with a gold throne turned to the side on it. The throne had three spikes at the top and the back of it was red. The man I was after was sitting on it with a smile on his face and several cards in his hands. He is a 6 ft. tall tan man with velvet eyes, lean build, spiky hair with each spike being either blue or red in no particular pattern. He has three sets of large wings on his back. From the top pair to the bottom pair it goes one black and one white bird wing, two skeleton wings, and two green wings covered in dragon scales. He was currently sitting down on the throne wearing only his pants. The two people at the table with him are half stripped of clothing and one is panting heavily. The one across from him is an almost completely naked black skeleton with glowing green eyes wearing jewelry. It looks upset. The person in between them and across from me is a green haired, red eyed lamia woman wearing a maid uniform but missing the top hat piece on her head and part of the top of her uniform. This caused her uniform to reveal most of her large breasts. For some reason she is panting heavily. They all seem to be playing a card game, however I’m in no mood to find out what it is. Pulling out my sword I lunged at Diuscrucis ready to cut that asshole in half.

“I look this bad because of you dumbass!”(Samantha)

‘Swing!’

I swing my sword, but before it reaches him he disappeared. This caused me to topple over the table and take off one of the three spikes on the throne as well as the right grip. The throne now had a huge crack in it and the middle spike piece broke in half. Looking around I found him by the entrance and proceeded to attack him again. Before I reached him, his eyes flashed gold and he snapped his fingers. This caused hundreds of swords to shoot from the floor and stopped me from moving around to much. Smiling he appeared back at the table and fixed the small mess. Sitting back on the broken throne he shuffled the cards and began to talk.

“Firstly, you are going to stay there until you calm down. secondly, how is this my fault. Thirdly Death you got the worst hand so toss out another piece of your jewelry. Little one you also lost so you are going to make us all snacks.”(Diuscrucis)

“Why does she always get the light punishments?”(Death)

Because last place strips and second place does one thing the winner asks of them. Besides your cooking sucks.”(Diuscrucis)

After seeing the lamia leave with a smile on her face I decided to talk.

“It’s your fault because you're the one who got me pregnant! I also look this bad do to stress!”(Samantha)

“Oh.”(Diuscrucis)

“Oh. That's all you have to say! HA HA HAH! I’m sorry man but it looks like Old Man Fate decided to pay you a visit!”(Death apparently)

The skeleton was rolling on the floor laughing with a smile on its face.

“Stop laughing you ass, at least I can get a girl pregnant! Anyway I will take responsibility for what I have done. Under one condition.”(Diuscrucis)

Death stood up and sat back down with what looks like a bittersweet smile.

“That was uncalled for.”(Death)

I’m glad but what is the condition?”(Samantha)

Diuscrucis turned his throne to face forward and looked me in the eyes before talking.

“I have a lot of questions about things that have happened throughout my life. I know you were involved with a lot of it so I’m going to tell you my life and I want you to fill in the parts that are missing.”(Diuscrucis)

“Where do we start?”(Samantha)

Smiling he answered.

“Why not at the Heaven and Hell Competitions.”(Diuscrucis)