Shrugging to myself, I called out to Grave and Vamp to follow me quickly inside as I jogged forward a few steps but stopped as my chest filled with a burst of sudden, intense, overwhelming warmth, excitement and joy.
Nervousness? Or excitement...Time to find this obelisk.
I smiled to myself. “Hopefully I’m about to see some serious shi-OOF!!”
A small figure blurred out of the door and powerfully tackled me to the ground.
“TRRL! TRRRRRLLLL!!” The figure trilled out between deep, heaving wails, arms wrapped around me in a vice like grip.
“S-siya!!?” The poor, sobbing, tiny-framed wailing creature refused to let me go, not even so that I could get a good look at her face to confirm it was her-
“Siya! It’s-Y-you’re really-really-...You…You’re o-o-kay! ” I choked on my own words, eyes brimming with mist as I tried but failed to peel her off me just so I could see with my own eyes that this wasn’t some trick..so instead, I threw Majik based, societal manners out the window, and analysed her.
Label: Siya
MAGN: 99.901
HP: 2544/2544
Notes: A member of your family, resurrected. You should take better care of her.
The words cut me deep. Deeper than I would have expected. I carefully wrapped my arms around the small, wailing Striga, and held her tight, closing my leaking eyes as I stroked her head, trying to calm her down.
#Godu# Easy, easy..I’m so sorry..I’m so sorry..It’s okay now, you’re okay...You’re okay..
Siya, being Siya, very quickly calmed down, and she just nodded her head, sniffling and shaking with every sharp intake of breath.
It really was all true..she’s back.
We stayed there for a moment until the telltale sounds of Graves thudding footsteps plodded up.
“Uh sorry to interrupt but, gosh darn..It’s been a while birdie, how ya doing?” He rumbled out with a chuckled greeting and in response she didn’t budge an inch, except for another nod and small quiet trill in acknowledgement. “Heh, right, right..Bless ya..I’m just as relieved you’re still with us..Dang, I can’t believe it’s all true. Resurrection huh? Crazy..”
“Yeah..me neither.” I wiped my face fruitlessly on my armoured sleeve and chuckled. I spotted Vamp standing a bit further back, sheepishly glancing back and forth at us and then to our surroundings, and then to the doorway.
Hmm. Weirdo-
“Well, I guess this means your sources were right.” He sighed.
“Mmhm. I’m bloody glad they were..” I snorted in amusement and sighed..
“Although I also guess it means we’re about to see a whooole load of butt naked people coming out...” He coughed.
“Yeah probably..”
Naked?
“Wait, what-”
“Sure is a good, good thing I didn’t kick the bucket, else I’d be frightening the daylights outta everyone! HA! Am I right, Vamp?? HAHA!” He slapped Vamp on the back who just frowned and took a large step away in protest to his antics.
What does he mean by nake-OHH!
Looking closer, I realised that Siya was indeed completely starkers, with not a single shred of cloth to her name, although, fortunately for her, she heard Grave, deployed her Majik wings and shifted as she wrapped them around her bare figure.
“Yeah…Ya’might have to hop back and grab some of the clothing crates Godu, for dignity's sake an’ all.”
“Oh lord. Yeah good point, Siya I need to quickly grab some clothes, could you um, let go please?” I tried to pry her off but she didn’t budge, vehemently shaking her head and sniffed her refusal.
“Well-look, I was worried sick about you too but I kinda should grab those clothes-come on-uff-plea-hgnn-wow you have a really good grip..Ooof, stubborn one are we? We’ll see about that-hgnnnnnn!”
After further failed attempts to get her to release me, I stood up with her still attached like a child and looked at Grave for help, but he just shrugged uselessly.
Tier I and you can’t even peel off a mothgirl..shocking.
“Right. Alright then. I guess you’re, uhh, coming with me…then.” I gave her a few more seconds to hop down but she didn’t, so with a snort of amusement, I prepared to slipfold back to the underground hideout-
“That won’t be necessary darling.” A shower of lights streamed down in front of the doors as a familiar soft voice called out both from inside my head and outside my ears.
Seren!
She smiled affectionately at me as she materialised into view.
It’s bloody good to see you and look, guess who I found!
Hey handsome, likewise, and oh I’m so relieved that this little gal is safe..Listen, sorry to be abrupt, but don’t mention anything specifics about this place or Mana, I’ll explain later. In the meantime if anyone asks, just tell them that the cube has facilities that we figured out how to somewhat use.
Oh-uh-um right..
More secrets.
Yeah that’s probably a good idea anyways considering the origins and all that..Okay understood-
“Wooowee! Who’s the teleporting chick?-”
Teehee nevermind then.
“-She your wife?” Vyolyn’s voice sailed in as she landed next to me, making the same amount of noise as an engineer's toolbox falling onto the floor, and having about as much grace as one too.
Ohoh.
Seren smirked devilishly and winked out of existence, reappearing to the side of me and Siya who was still clutched onto my torso with her face half buried in my chestplate. Seren lightly touching her on the nape of her neck and a brief flash of light sparkled into existence, leaving behind a glowing glyph as Seren moved her hand away before resting her arm over my shoulders, slinking up against me, resting her head lazily on my arm whilst she regarded Vyolyn.
“Hello Archon.” Seren spoke a bit too sweetly.
“Oh jeez, has Godu been talking about me? I don’t think we’ve met before have we?” In an intentional display of some unknown reasoning, Vyolyn took her protective tiara-like helmet off and beamed maliciously as she used her fingers to comb and ruffle her unusual silvery purple hair, punctuated by a quick hair swish.
Hmmmm.
“Oh I believe the last time we met was quite some time ago. I believe you were tits deep in a sea of horrors that we came a-hop-skip-diving into? Saving your life?”
Vyolyns face scrunched up in a frumpy frown of momentary, baffled doubt, but her confusion quickly turned to a paling realisation, and her face dropped like a sack of shit. Meanwhile, the glyph on Siya’s neck rose spread quickly around her torso like a dust cloud flowing underwater, settling into a neat, plain, black bodysuit made of yet more of the unknown, majik, intricate material.
Good ol’ Majiware.
“Holy..whorefuck…You’re..the one in that black armour? The others mentioned a Daemon but-” Vyo’s eyes widened as she muttered and looked her up and down, but Seren mercifully cut her off with a giggle.
“Oh come now Vyolyn! Nevermind all that! Firstly, greetings to you, and you Grave, and you Vamp..” She paused and then called over to a building behind us. “-And you Mya! It’s perfectly safe to come out with your friend!” Mya phased through the wall with the creature I saved earlier. The Pandera walked closely besides her as it glanced nervously at everyone else before noticing me and sighing a low cat-like whine of what I translated to a friendly ‘hello and thank you’.
Mya waved sheepishly, not sure of what to make of the situation as she looked to me for some kind of hint or answer, but I was more fascinated with this free, comfy looking body suit.
That looks so cosy and convenient! And less mediaeval than what I have right now! Please can I have one Seren??!
She quietly snorted.
Hmm..I’ll think about it.
..Wow-
She pecked me on the cheek before winking out of existence and reappearing at the entrance. “My name is Seren and it is truly a pleasure to finally meet you all in person..but more importantly, I believe you are here..” She turned around and beckoned to someone. “Because you’ve been promised the return of some sorely missed loved ones..Of whom, all of which are equally as eager to see you again.”
Behind her, a small boy, a man and a young woman emerged, naked, as prophesied, but that changed quickly as Seren gracefully approached them and lights pulsed out from her hand where she touched each one, equipping them with the same body suits.
Mya gasped and cried out as she raced forward.
Vyolyn dropped to her knees with her hands over her face in emotional shock.
Grave laughed heartily with a sniff, and Vamp clapped with a surprisingly measured joy as he hurried up towards Kate.
“MAMA!! MAMA!!” Mya’s boy, Trion, wailed as she whisked him up and clung onto him, not daring to let him go.
“VI-VI!!” Vyolyn’s husband, Valdo, rushed down to his wife who couldn’t move and was just opening and closing her mouth like a fish out of water; he held off on the water works for a good 5 seconds before bawling his eyes out as she finally regained control over her limbs and nearly crushed the poor man to death.
Vamp..surprised me. He embraced Kate with genuine affection and care, silently fussing over her, then pointing to his neck and back to me, most likely bombarding her with tons of mindspeak stories.
And of course, we’ve also got a few of our own to welcome back to the land of the living, don’t we my dear sweet?
Ha that we..have..
My thoughts were cut rudely short as Catara came striding out, absolutely unphased about her birthday suit, clocked me, then pointed at me with one hand on her naked hip, the black suit just crawling over her at a snails pace whilst she wore THE widest fucking grin on her face that most certainly said “that’s right, get a good look at these knockers, I’m telling Marri on you.”
Oh bloody hell! Couldn’t you clothe them BEFORE they came out!?
I face-palmed.
Seren cackled.
Then she pottered over towards an equally unphased Cpl Biggs who just came dangling out, but, upon his exit, he was very quickly whisked up by Catara into a passionate kiss and princess carry, making it temporarily tricky for Seren to get a good shot to administer his glyph suit.
Oh for goodness sake, and now the poor mans getting fondled! I feel a bit daft thinking that but, there ARE children here..We’re not complete savages Catara!..Not yet at least-
Ahee, you do make a good point darling, I thought it would be more amusing like this but it’s going to get weird fairly quickly, isn’t it..Ahem, I’ll be right back.
She disappeared inside shortly as lights started pulsing, lighting up the entrance like a mini disco. Angel and Dave emerged looking a bit confused, thankfully with their suits already applied and active, and from there on, the flood gates seemed to just fly open as dozens of slightly bemused people started pottering out and began looking around. Some would see someone they knew and rush over emotionally to embrace them. Some would find a quiet spot to process their existential conundrums by themselves..And then some simply took a short look around before sprinting off into the city.
Holy crappers.
The stream became a torrent.
So much so that Grave and Vyo had been forced to start organising people as it threatened to turn into bedlam rather swiftly..Although, as the apparent party leaders and their teams started reuniting, groups started to self govern themselves and before I could even grasp who was who, there were parties zipping off in various directions with talks of grabbing supply caches or to loot armoury stores as conversations swiftly turned into murmurs and suggestions on how best to take back the citadel.
Yeah that’s going to be quite a lot of work, this place must be HEAVING with nasties..
Oh I have a good idea darling! How about we go on a little crusade?
Hmm? A crusade?
Yes! I won’t be able to extract much EXP myself but we could have a mini date whilst you rake it in and ravage all the monsters!..Of course, if you want to ravage me instead, wellllll..I won’t stop yo-
Ah-ha easy there Seren, before we dash off shouldn’t we wait for everyone to come out? I’m not sure of the rules of this resurrection stuff, but, aren’t we going to get some “unsavories” coming out?
Tsk so mean..But whilst that is a valid point, there is no need to be concerned, the old toaster bitch explained that the restored all have a protective shielding layer that should shrug off any damage and last for up to an hour or if they move 100 metres from the obelisk, so until then, all their fleshy little itty bits will be safe and sound..although just between you and me, the orifices are definitely vulnerable to penetration. Don’t tell anyone.
O-ooookay..I’m pretty sure I won’t.
Sugoi! And just to let you know, by my count there’s already been 2601 out of 8699 sweaty naked humans reborn, so ONLY 6098 remaining..Oh but mind you, fortune favours me! I’ve just completed a Daemon which is going to take over the icky task of dishing out these glyphs. Yay!
You made a daemon!!?
Hoh? Impressed, are we? Well, feel free to shower me with praise, it was no big deal..It’s only a Myr class, just a cute little doll I’ve nicknamed Alice, speaking of Myr’s..Xno would probably try to mate with it since they’re both the same class..I’ll need to keep them separated..
Her comment threw me into a ponderous rabbit hole and I absentmindedly stroked a still attached Siya’s hair, causing her to trill softly in comfort as I mused on both what Alice would look like and also how Xno could even mate, but I quickly dismissed and parked my burning questions for the time, as I had spotted Kate, Biggs, Angel and Dave heading over.
Right I’ll have to come back to that later, I’m pretty sure I’m about to get grilled for a debrief.
I looked down and snorted with amusement. “Don’t you think it’s time for you to let go now Siya? I’m sure the others are pining for a group hug or something..”
She just continued to shake her head and huffed in mild annoyance.
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#Siya# No. I’m staying here. Continue with fuss quietly. Please.
Ah well, whatever. The extra weight is nothing, it’s like carrying a silk scarf-
“WELL, WELL! If it isn’t the impossible, magnificent, tele-porti-potti-pretty-boy, here IN the flesh. Lot’s of questions for you matey-but firstly! I CANNOT believe that all this time you’ve had that absolute beauty bouncing around in your head! Hoooooooooohoh! I can’t wait to see Marri so we can tag-team rip you a new arsehole boyo!” Catara spoke with her usual filtered and thoughtful manner as she ruffled Siya’s head and slapped me on my rear end.
“Ow. Wow. Sexual Harassment. Uff, yeah yeah, it’s good to see you guys too..I’m…It’s really damned good, I….I’m sorry..I…” Seeing their grinning faces, whilst recalling their shockingly abrupt and gruesome deaths? It was jarring.
Even after everything I’d experienced in the past year.
We came here only because of me and they paid the highest price. The worst pri-
“Ah shut up you big twat!” Catara rescued me from my internal spiral, wrapping an arm around my neck and gave me a hefty headlock squeeze.
“What are you sorry for?! This mission was on me lad. I should have pulled us all back way before we even reached this deathbox….” She released me and set me up straight. “Yeah sure, I’ll admit I would have been pissed off if we stayed dead, and perhaps then you could feel a little bit guilty but..look at us. Look. At. Us. We’re all here and alive! That’s all that matters!” She patted my arm with sincerity and surprising tenderness, more so than I’d ever seen from her. “You did bloody good kid. I can’t imagine what kind of fucked up shit you want through after seeing what happened to us..I know how it goes with survivors guilt....But you did a sterling job. You don’t need to worry now. Well done. And thank you for finding a way to bring us back.” The others murmured in agreement and I looked down, taking a moment to process as I felt a swell of humble pride, listening to the bustle, cheers, and loud voices of various people merrily talking to each other, praising whatever divine force had allowed them to return to the land of the living.
Catara cleared her throat.
“And besides! Check these out! I’m pretty sure the gals have somehow had a very welcome upgrade!” She grabbed her unquestionably large breasts and jiggled them with a tongue in cheek expression plastered on her face. I groaned. Dave laughed awkwardly. Angel stayed silent but amusingly checked her own..And once she was finished jangling her assets, Catara leaned seductively towards a widely grinning Biggs. “Hard to say myself, SO I’ll be expecting a thorough and extensive inspection later, Corporal Biggs.”
“Oh why yes Maam. Understood loud and clear..” Biggs didn’t skip a beat in his response, with a very hungry look in his eyes..
“Get a room, flipping hell..” Dave muttered, causing an outburst of laughs that even Angel joined in with.
They are all glowing…Quite literally in fact.
Each of them, I noticed, had their skin swimming with little films of light that raced up and down, like the shell of a soap bubble.
Must be that protective barrier..I wonder what other convenient features we’ll find in this absurd cube-
Seren winked into existence with a cheery expression and waved at everyone.
“Phew glad that’s over with..Hi everyone! In case you didn’t catch it earlier, my name is Seren and it’s truly wonderful to finally be able to meet and converse with you all in this form..Ohhh and, can I just say Catara, wow, what a fantastic body, truly. Look at those curves, and those bazonkas..Lucky girl.” Seren winked at Catara who smugly bobbed her head side to side in pride.
Oh lord here we go..
“Goodness, why thank you miss Seren. How very kind. A pleasure to meet you too. Although I’m shocked that you were in that black armour. It is quite bloody amazing that such a gorgeous creature could be so destructively powerful.” She leaned slightly closer. “Although I have to say I’m a huge fan.” It was Catara’s turn to lay on the gush as she took on her officer arse licking persona.
“Oooo you sweet talker..” Seren fluttered her eyelashes as she lapped it up.
Deviant x Daemon.
“A-hee..” Seren flashed me a sideways smirk before continuing. “Well, pleasantries aside, I wanted to come over and let you know that we might have a..slight..issue-” She paused and pursed her lips thoughtfully. “Perhaps more like lots of imminent issues is the right wording.”
She looked at me with a forced smile as if to say ‘This wouldn’t have become an issue if I had warned you earlier, instead of messing around with the naked humans..’ yet she didn’t continue.
“..Okay..Uhh, what would those issues be Seren?” I asked, slightly nervous at her hesitation to just come out with it.
She tilted her head. “Well you seeee, there is no judgement or bias on who gets resurrected…”
Expecting something much worse, I shrugged with a bit of relief. “Oh, yup I expected as much, I know it means those bastards will come back..We’ll have to figure out what to do with them. Grave and Vyolyn will have some good ideas I’m sure.” I thinly smiled and looked over at the other's confused looks. “We’re talking about the degenerates who hosted the sick arena survivor games.”
“Ohh those fuckers!? Can’t we just kill the bastards?..A-.....Again…?..” Catara frowned to herself as she seemingly realised a flaw with her proposal. “They’ll just keep coming back won’t they.”
“Correct. I’ll spare you the intricacies, but nothing truly dies inside the cube..Although there are penalties and costs..” Seren ran her hand through her long hair and ruffled it with a challenged sigh as she continued; something I couldn’t help but notice she had copied from Vyolyn.
“Outside is a different story however..But that’s not quite the main issue..The more problematic one is-”
“BRARRRGGHH!”
“SCREEEEE!”
“RRAGGGHH!”
Oh you’ve got to be flippin’ shitting me!!!!
“-That.” She huffed and blew a strand of pink hair out of her face.
“MERDA! THERE ARE MONSTERS! COME HERE QUICKLY!”
“HOLY MOTHERS GRACE! DEMONS! GROUP UP! FORM UP!”
“MONSTERS! MOVE! RUN!”
“AHHHHH!”
“Anything that has died inside the cube, will be coming back..and will be temporarily immortal. Sooo, whilst you all should be safe within the border, me, him and a couple others should probably move to a safe distance..swiftly.”
“Oh bollocks, we don’t have protection!” I stated the obvious.
Seren gave me a devilish side smile.
Oh sweetie you make it too easy sometimes..
Amidst the simmering chaos, we immediately sprung into action and tried to spread the word about the protection limits whilst dodging the escalating carnage. Seren immediately contributed by scorching a line of soot 100 metres away from the obelisk to mark the boundary, whilst I rushed over and ensured that Grave, Vyolyn and Mya were aware of the situation. Kate was also present and she gave me a brief sheepish wave and polite smile while we stood and listened as they impressively came up with an agreed plan of action, that, in summary, involved heading back to the old camp with the idea to come back to the citadel once they were ready to clear it and resettle; there was a clear emphasis that the obelisk and cathedral were of the utmost priority, given it’s powers and significance.
Vyolyn and Graves people all had mindspeak, so within a cool minute they had carefully staged a safe route for everyone to follow and regroup outside the city, where they swiftly organised into their travel formations and were already beginning to march off in sections to safety.
It is amazing what a few powers and telepathy can achieve, logistically speaking.
A few people waiting for their last few comrades stayed behind, opting to sit up high or stake it out inside buildings. Me, Seren and Siya, who was still glued onto me, stayed behind, whilst Catara and co had been easily seduced after overhearing talks about food and possibly even alcohol stores; I had been tempted by my hunger but I resisted.
Not to mention they wanted to gear up with some weapons and some clothes..Man I’m pretty damned privileged I have my weapons attached to me..Fuck those spoons..
We perched ourselves on top of the cathedral and scouted around; I was eagerly looking for someone but notably I hadn’t seen the deacon or the loud annoying announcer bitch, even when no more people started to show out of the doors. Instead, only the corrupted and horrors started to spew out, attacking each other then standing there gormless as their attacks just harmlessly bounced off each other; it didn’t take them long to get bored of the lack of blood or warm sprays of nutrient stuffed bodily fluids, thus presumably their primal-violence seeking brains deciding it would be best to sprint off, or get distracted by the screams and wafts of dead things coming from farther out.
No matter though, if they snuck off in the citadel, they won’t survive for very long, especially not with this rabid lot.
I had hastily agreed to help clear the citadel out when they were ready to return, but pointed out to Grave that I needed to prioritise figuring out how to get my team outside so I could establish a link back to our home in the UK, especially so I can check in with Marri, and also I needed to figure out if it was wise or even feasible to try and convince Steve that the SZ-TC should migrate to the cube, something that I personally felt was a no brainer but extremely challenging given the external landscape..
Apparent unlimited resurrection is quite a big selling point. Not to mention we have these indestructible buildings. But it won’t be up to me to speak for others and admittedly there is plenty of work to be done about the monsters and bad people inside..Especially if they’re going to keep resurrecting-
I might have a solution for that darling.
Oh? Do please share!
Okay! You are going to love it…one word, dungeons.
D…Dungeons? How will they help? Even if we find a way to build some or use some that most likely already exist, won’t the monsters and exiles just respawn back in the citadel?..Oh bollocks..I used the word ‘respawn’ with genuine sincerity. The shame.
Teehee, just give in Godu, accept your fate as a reincarnated, cubic-dungeon lord..But putting jokes about the gamification of reality aside, smart-bulb-bitch passed over some data about something dubbed as an ‘effigy marker’. If we construct this effigy, the penteract will react and build a self contained ecosystem structured as a specific biome around it, and then we just perform a casual ritual to trigger the creation of a control engine, do a few more chores, blablabla, until we can create an obelisk, which can become the new spawn point for any monsters inside the biome, or rather I should say, dungeon! Because that’s what it clearly is. She used words like wildlife sanctuary, training environs and complex ethical prisons, but it’s definitely a classic dungeon..heh….
A-heh..
Can youuuu guess who created these systems?
At this point I was pinching the bridge of my nose with my eyes shut in mental pain, so I just silently thumbed at myself.
The other ‘super’ cool me..
The other ‘super duper trooper’ cool you indeed.
I grunted. She rubbed my back.
There, there..I think it’s super hot how detached and nerdy you became, even after trillions of years in a sterilised, post apocalyptic cycle..Come, let’s press on. I already anticipated the need to collect Marri and Lone, so I asked Mana if she could stop being such a completely useless, mechanised talking dildo and actually help us find a way to reach a safe spot, so we can transport them in as soon as possible. Presuming you agree this is the safest place for them? Comparatively speaking.
Yes!..I think..So?..Well, I’ll see what Marri says…Thanks Seren, really.
You are most welcome darling.
It had always been obvious that Seren unconditionally cared about them both, possibly as much as I did, although why I felt so sure about that was a mystery..and, out of nowhere, as I surfed those thoughts, it..sparked an unknown feeling inside my mind that felt like I had unlocked a deeper, hidden space in my thoughts, parallel to my good ol’ familiar consciousness…but it quickly evaporated as my mind slipped back to more pressing matters.
…Sooo what did she say?
Her eyes widened momentarily in surprise before she continued with a sigh.
O-Oh..Well..Naturally she said we need to first complete some silly, RPG quest titfuckery.
“Yup..Of course we do-Ohhhhhhh my good giddy aunt! Seren! Look! Look! Check who just crawled out of the cathedral! No fucking way!”
Label: Marz
MAGN: 70.980
HP: 1500/1500
Notes: Has lost access to a control engine and thus has lost his ‘Deacon’ title. Go on, throw something at his shiny head. Maybe a rock or an egg. You know you want to.
The bald piece of shit himself clambered out of the cathedral like a slimy rat, frantically glancing left and right as all around him monsters poured out and bounced around. A creature that looked like an oversized goose tried to attack him and the look of shock on his face when his own attack bounced away harmlessly was absolutely priceless.
Grrr I’ve got a bone to pick with that piece of trash! Wait here a second please.
Oh this should be good.
“Psst Siya, look, Seren’s about to commit a war crime.” Like a birdwatcher pointing out a rare species, I spoke to Siya in a hushed tone.
#Siya# Hmm? A war what? Oh the hairless one. Good. I hope Seren breaks him.
“Uh yeah-heh, I’m sure she will…” The venom in Siya’s words sobered my immaturity up a bit..but the
Seren slipfolded down into an out of sight alleyway, summoned a small triangular shield and then ran out into the open with the shield hidden behind her back, shouting and calling out to Marz.
“COME QUICKLY! OVER HERE! HURRY!”
It seemed a bit inhumane but I couldn’t help but laugh as Marz looked over, then back at the charging goose, and then decided to take his chances with the strange girl, but as soon as he crossed over the 100 metre soot line-
“Oopsie!” Seren pointed a finger to the corner of her mouth, twisted her waist and did the cutesy one-leg-lift pose as the shield blurred out and tore through both of his legs.
“BITCH!! BITCH!! AHHHHHH!! AHHHH!!” He screamed in pain and tried to fire off an attack but the goose easily caught up and started to brutally peck him apart like he was a piece of bald white bread.
“Let this be a warning twatto! You better leave this place and hope I don’t ever see you again! BUHH-BYE!”
Seren winked out of existence and returned next to me with a massive grin; I just looked at her as I tried to hide my own twitching smile and shook my head in pretend disappointment.
Wow. I thought you were supposed to be this hyper intelligent, highly evolved being, Seren? Shouldn’t you be above these graphic acts of revenge?
Hmpf! That was just a warning. I could have done far worse..He got off lightly-
“OOOOOHH SLAP MY TITS! But that slag got off FAR too easy! Siya, you are going to want to come with me, trust me.”
Huh Who-
A flood of static filled the air, prompting Siya to suddenly snap her head around and trill a growl; she gracefully hopped down and leapt over to Seren.
#Siya# Take me with you.
“Woah hold on a!-”
Seren grabbed her hand and they both winked out of sight.
“-second..” I trailed off and sighed, folding my arms.
Well I suppose it’s not like they are in permanent, mortal danger anymore..Although not sure about Seren..But who did they see I wonder..
Deciding to let them do their thing without bothering them, I waited and watched, contemplating this new reality and wondering what poor, cursed soul Seren and Siya were torturing. But just as my curiosity was about to get the better of me, a person emerged from the huge doorway and I beamed as I finally located the person I was waiting for-
Or rather I should say persons!
Her partner came rushing out right behind her.
Label: Laural
MAGN: 65.434
HP: 1412/1412
Note: A woman who would do anything for her lover. Her resurrected body miraculously still contains a new life steadily growing inside her.
Label: Septo
MAGN: 65.434
HP: 1558/1558
Note: A man who would die protecting his lover. Cognitive function, memory and pain suppression is greatly enhanced when in close proximity, providing a bonus 10% increase to GLYPH.
Ha, they are exactly the same MAGN level How weird.
My eyes and conscience couldn’t believe it, but they were right there and their combat and situational awareness was astounding. I cautiously waited and watched as she swiftly deciphered their situation. She tapped the protective shielding, spotted the sooted line on the ground, observed some of the small brawls occurring outside it but not inside and seemingly then put two and four and six together. They both communicated as they shot off some trial attacks, noting the effects before carefully moving to the line in puzzled but cautious fascination.
Oh man, I’m so fucking glad...Anyhow, time to say hi.
I slipfolded down near the line and made myself known.
“Hey hey! You three made it!” I waved as I jogged over, gaining their sharp attention immediately. “It’s me don’t wor-WOAH-”
I stopped briefly to juke a massive two legged hippo sized monster with a cavernous mouth that had made a beeline for me. “!!!” I slipfolded it in half and it died mid flight.
“Alright I know you’re both going to be very confused but I can help get you somewhere more quiet if you want? If not, I’ll leave ya to it and be on my way!” I called over to them.
They both looked at each other and strangely smiled before running over hand in hand; it was a surprisingly positive and nostalgic feeling to see them again, like I was seeing some old best friends after years of being apart.
“Hah!! Look my sweet, the stupid nice man is also back from the dead?! What kind of divine force has allowed this??” Laural with her dark, long flowing hair with olive skin and a beauty mark slowed to a stop in front of me. “Or perhaps this is the next life?”
“No mio amato, I think there’s far more to it and this monstrously lucky man has something to do with it, isn’t that right, my merciful, armoured friend?” Septo her partner was right beside her, a man with a striking jawline, jet black short hair and a well tanned body flashed me a pearly grin; they both looked like catalogue models in their tight fitting, majik bodysuits
Heh yeah..Divine forces.
“Yeeeah, it is all pretty wild, but first we should get out of here. You both okay with teleporting?” I smiled back, glancing around at the monsters on approach, their intentions very clear.
The lovers looked at each other and I could very faintly hear the mindspeak static before they embraced me in a surprise, joint hug. “-Ah uff oh, wow uh thanks. You don’t have to be that close but I’ll take that as a yes.”
“After what you did for us, you’ll always receive the warmest of welcomes my friend.” Septo spoke with deep sincerity.
Oh right..for them the very last thing to happen was the arena..
“We’ll never forget.” Laural chimed; they both kissed me on the cheek in sync, heavily triggering my uncomfortable neurons.
Ooookay, this is a bit too touchy for my Britishness..sooo...
Without saying another word, I slipfolded us outside the citadel, and we started to make our way towards the others.
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