“I was once known as Pierrot, a being among the most bellowed of God’s children. A cherub who sang praises to God and knew nothing else but his greatness. When I met her, a simple low-ranking angel, I didn’t think much of her. Yet with time, when she and I grew close. I learned of a different kind of love from the one I felt towards our creator. Yet Colombina had no such feelings she could direct towards me,” Haze whispered softly.

For a moment, the pillars shook. Then they spread apart, revealing Haze’s skeletal frame, his flesh spread rapidly on the faces of two rock pillars like bubble gum. And as he stood up, lifting the rock formations with what little strength he had left, his horrific face continued looking forward. A skeletal detached maw, barely hanging on to his skull. Rivers of blood were flowing from in between the rocks, more than any human could ever bleed.

Haze’s prosthetic lay on the ground, catching Ulmak’s attention. Although he did know it, that contraption was like a cage to Haze, keeping him in control.

Haze started laughing as increasingly more blood flowed from the rocks. Fleshy tentacles sprouted from the blood, slamming into the top pillar, pushing it upwards in bestial barrage.

Ulmak pushed on, using all the power he had just to keep pressing down on Haze. But the task had proven itself to be impossible.

Haze’s form changed, his ragged flesh grew more distorted, his bones twisted, and his eyes turned feral. His head contorted and lengthened, protruding forwards. His arms extended, being engulfed by a mass of fleshy feelers.

Pierrot emerged, revealing his large, triangular maw, appearing both bestial and knightly in shape. He roared loudly at Ulmak, before slamming him away with one of his of the many tentacles.

He crawled forward, one step at a time, towards Ulmak, growing in size with each step as increasingly more tentacles continued sprouting from his back, engulfing him in a veil of flailing flesh and blood. He walked low to the ground, a demon emerged prowling in front of it’s prey.

“Hello darling. Did you miss me?” Olivia appeared, leaping up from the darkness with Orland beside her.

“Bi-ii—ch,” Pierrot growled.

“How mean of you!” Olivia’s expression turned grim. “I’m sorry darling, the king ordered us to kill you. Nothing personal,” she grinned, as tears rolled down her eyes.

Pierrot shot out his tentacles, flinging them at the walls and pillars of the cave, propelling himself towards Olivia and Orland.

“I invoke,” Orland and Olivia screamed out in unison.

Olivia grew in size to the height of about 6 meters. Her body became clad in a solid white armor trimmed in golden decorative ornaments. Her helmet appeared to almost completely shut, only allowing her fiery golden hair to drape down from out of it. Two majestic golden wings grew from her back. They spanned about 10 meters in width, glittering even within the darkness. Eyes appeared on Olivia’s wings, taking root on each and every feather.

Orland’s body became large and burly. His legs took on an unguligrade shape, becoming thicker and stronger. From his back, he sprouted an additional pair of arms. His head grew in size, twisting into a bestial shape, two pairs of horns sprouted from his head, a pair growing forward and one pair growing back. His lower body appeared to be covered in hairlike particles, all of it except for his bony tail. His upper body appeared smooth and muscular, with horns poking out of his elbows, shoulders and spine.

“Soul,” Orland said in a deep demonic voice, manifesting a talisman on his neck, and a bracelet on each of his arms.

He extended his arms in front of him, creating an energy forcefield that stopped Pierrot from advancing.

Pierrot extended his fleshy arm. The tentacles unwound like the petals of a flower, revealing a black skeletal arm, covered in an armor-like shell, with his whip held tightly in his grasp.

“True-soul,” Pierrot chanted, extending his retracted whip. The flesh on the blade expanded, lengthening greatly. It cracked away and hardened before shattering into a million pieces, revealing a perfect black blade. A claymore forged into perfection.

Pierrot swung his sword. A red mist appeared following the blade’s path, smashing through the forcefield in front of him. He charged towards Olivia, smashing her into the back of the cave.

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Olivia groaned, “Soul,” she said, manifesting a polearm made of pure light. But it was already too late. Pierrot flew through the air like a mass of fleshy tentacles, gripping Olivia by the throat, biting into her neck with his long-jagged teeth, while charging and spilling out into the undercity.

“Columbina eventually met a demon, Harlequin. She fell in love with Harlequin and forgot all about sad little Pierrot. I came to confront her for betraying her own kind. But she didn’t care. She chose him over heaven. She chose him over God. She chose him over me!” He screamed to Olivia while knocking her around the Undercity.

“You’re even crazier than me!” Olivia shouted, trying to break free of Pierrot’s grip. But he proved too strong, smashing her into bridges and buildings. Piercing her with his tentacles.

Orland followed the two. Charging at Pierrot, he tried pulling him away from Olivia, but his strength was not enough. He struck Pierrot with his fists trying to insert his forcefield in between him and Olivia.

Pierrot, snapped, shifting his attention to Orland. He slammed into his body, biting into his arms before backing away and stabbing him in the abdomen with his sword. Orland collapsed to the ground severely wounded. The red mist engulfing Pierrot’s blade was like a poison, eating away at Orland’s body, melting his internal organs into mush.

Olivia backed away. Using Orland’s distraction, she flew upwards, summoning hundreds of bolts of light, and sent them flying at Pierrot.

But even that was not enough. Pierrot’s body unwound like a ball of yarn, shaping itself around the projectiles, avoiding them perfectly before shaping itself back into his original form.

Pierrot once again charged at Olivia. Using his tentacles, he propelled himself into the air, and once he was close enough to reach her, he grabbed her, sinking his teeth into her neck, and his claws into her shoulder. Slamming her down to the ground.

“Overcome with rage, I found Harlequin and attacked him. He was reluctant to fight, but I made him do it. He was stronger than me, and so I tore off my own wings to gain power. I devoured them like a glutton. I grew a tail and became a demon, all so that I could kill him. And I did,” Pierrot whispered into Olivia’s ear as he tore off one of her wings, chomping down on it, swallowing every part like a savage animal.

His body twisted, becoming more solid, his tentacles grew in size, hardening, becoming more spiked and malformed.

Nolan appeared, standing atop one of the buildings far away from the battle. He looked on from a distance with a pair of binoculars.

“Ah shit,” he retorted after seeing Orland and Olivia completely beaten.

He lit a cigarette and slowly rolled up his sleeves. Extending his hands before him he looked thought the gap in between his fingers.

“Alright fucker, round two!” he spat out his cigarette.

Suddenly, thousands of stone pillars began to erupt around Pierrot. Each pillar stuck him, forcing him back, slowly kiting him into an empty part of the cave.

Orland summoned his forcefield, pushing Pierrot even further.

Suddenly, the bottom and top surface of the cave flattened, becoming akin to polished rock. The two faces clamped down like two monolithic jaws, attempting to crush Pierrot, as Nolan pressed his palms together shortening the distance between them.

This was the same magic he taught to Ulmak, this among the signature moves he used for killing powerful opponents. It was an attack that used large amounts of mana and could only be resisted by a select few. However, Pierrot was one of those ‘select few’. the same trick would not work on him twice, no matter how skilled the user was.

Pierrot rolled up into a ball, extending hundreds of tentacles all around him, forcing them into every nook and cranny of rock. He hung in the middle of the cave, almost like a spider, slowly unwinding his fleshy body, revealing his skeletal armored frame hidden beneath the layers of viscera.

Nolan squirmed, trying to force the two layers together, as they began to slow. Pierrot dropped down from his net, leaving behind a calcified bone structure that stood to combat Nolan’s magic.

“When Columbina learned of what I had done, she cursed me, calling me a monster. The heavens rejected me, and God turned his back on me. I was no longer a cherub, I was a foul demon,” Pierrot mumbled to himself.

He walked slowly towards the opposition. His hard, angular, scaly body resembled the armor of a knight. His legs appeared digitigrade, in their composition, with 6 long sharp claws protruding from his feet, four in the front and two in the back. His segmented tail flopped around in the air as if it was completely weightless.

In panic, Orland ran in, placing a forcefield between him and Pierrot to stop the creature from coming out. He closed his eyes in wait, bracing for the impact. But the expected attack never came.

Pierrot no longer charged like a blinded animal. Instead, he moved gracefully with technique, cleaving the forcefield clean in half with his great sword, cutting off two of Orland’s arms.

Orland screamed out in agony.

“How frail,” Pierrot remarked, walking past his wounded opponent.

He looked up at Nolan, seeing him far in the distance.

He walked past the unconscious Olivia, looking down at her wretched state. He looked up at the ceiling. Imagining lower babel standing proudly above it.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of those kids of yours. I promise,” Pierrot thought, remembering X’s words.

Pierrot turned around, disappearing into the dark, cold abyss.

“What was that nickname he gave me?” Pierrot laughed, “Oh yes, ‘Hazelnut’.”

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