(Music of the chapter this time by me, Etez
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tWaHChwkz9A
XD pls don’t hate me for it XD)
If you find the plot hole that I purposely left in this chapter you get a cookie. (This is not an excuse for me to not edit last chapter.)
Written by Etez/Sobek
Edited by Sobek/Etez
Emojis(It’s my masterpiece) added by Etez
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Chapter 8
“Mhmmm~”
Asiz groaned, his sleep had not been as good as it should have. He had tossed and turned the entire night, thinking about… her.
‘Oh how I miss your edges, your beautiful, curves I even miss your sweet smell. Asiz’s eyes watered as he remembered his companion. He shoved a pillow on top of his face to escape the evil clutches of the sun ‘Uhhhggg ? It’s already morning? Just five more..ZZZzzz’
Asiz drifted back into his sorrowful dream.
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Asiz groaned. He came back to the conscious world and found himself in his room once more. His muscles ached and cramped. And his sinuses were filled to the brim causing a splitting headache.
He rolled over and stared at his nightstand thinking that he will see the time displayed on his black digital alarm clock, but all he saw was an empty wooden surface.
‘Oh right, medieval world.’
Asiz sat up and hung his legs from the edge of his bed. He looked down at himself and realized he had yet to change his outfit which had survived a trek through the forest, and a walk through the slums.He gagged when he smelled the pungent sweat filled scent of his shirt
‘Jesus I really need to get this washed.’
The shirt had been through alot the past few days, between a long trek through the forest, and a walk through the dirty disease ridden slums.
Quickly getting out of bed and taking off his stinking excuse for a shirt. Asiz looked through the furniture in his room until he found a drawer filled with 10 pairs of matching grey uniforms.
Asiz looked around the room and noticed a few things that he hadn’t the night before. In the corner of the room there was a small mirror.
‘Huh I wonder if my appearance is the same I never checked did I?’
Asiz looked into a mirror and saw before him, a young man with long blue-grey hair and thin dull maroon eyes. He had a strong jawline, an angular chin, and thin lips. His figure was lean yet muscular. He noticed that when he smiled his face looked very dark and intimidating. The shadows that his hair cast over his thin eyes emphasized their dull red glow and made him look like a certified psychopath. Asiz opened his mouth and noticed that his canines were slightly elongated. Not enough to immediately be called out as abnormal, but enough that if you were looking directly into his mouth you could tell that he wasn’t normal.
(His eyes are shaped like Mira’s in The Trinity 7 manga)
http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/trinity-seven/images/b/bc/Mira_Manga_Portrait.PNG/revision/latest?cb=20140913045631
Bassically he looks like a really intimidating Griffith from berserk with thin red eyes straight hair(opposed to curly) and elongated teeth.(sorta)
Asiz stood in front of the mirror for a few minutes and got accustomed to his new physique by posing and making different facial expressions.
Asiz nodded his head.
‘It's a bit different from before ,but not that different I think I like it.’
Opening the door and walking out of his room he started to look for the exit to the barracks section of the gangs underground base. He took a few steps and decided to wander the halls to find the exit.
--About 5 minutes later
‘Da Hell?! I have been searching now more than an hour for the exit and still haven’t found it! Fuck this!’
Asiz crossed his arms and huffed.
Looking around Asiz finally spotted a few thuggish-looking people walking down the hall. With their boots clacking on the marble floor.
“Hey you! Where’s the exit!?”
One of the men pointed a thumb to himself. “Huh? Me?”(one of the thugs)
“I don’t care which one of you but someone PLEASE tell me the way out of this damned hideout.
The first man made a confused face. “Just go left and then up the stairs.”(thug)
“Eh?” Asiz froze. “Come again?”
“Go left and take the stairs.”He said again.
‘Fukin’ hell, I’m an idiot i've been turning right this whole time.’
“Okay thank you.”
“No problem.”(thug)
Asiz took his leave, and made a left. He finally came to the set of stairs he had previously descended when he had learned of the gang’s lair a half a day ago. He stared up the steps which seemingly faded up into the abyss and some point. He groaned.
‘Fuck….’
---30 minutes of painful knee bending later
Asiz collapsed at the top of the stairs and lay staring at the ceiling.
“*Wheez*.. Why are these… *Wheez*.. Stairs so…*Wheez*...Fucking long.”
Asiz lay there for a moment longer, then rolled onto his side. He picked his body off the ground and laboriously stood up. He dusted off his pants and turned around.
“EEK!?!??!”
Asiz jumped back into a martial arts ready stance. When he turned around a large figure was blocking his way. Its eyes drilled into him and looked sharp.. But at the same time uncaring. Asiz lowered his fists and wiped his sweaty brow.
“Oh Vladimir it's just you.”
“Da.”
The man with the slavic sounding accent made no further attempt at conversation and just stared at Asiz, who awkwardly wiped his brow.
“....Right, then i’m gonna go out for a bit before the meeting is that ok?”
“Da.”
“.... Ok then.”
Asiz walked past Vladimir and came back into the bar. It was still relatively early in the morning and only a few people were in the bar.
Walking out the door Asiz plunged back into the slums. There were dirty beggars, homeless children, and occasionally even someone spouting nonsense about the end of the world.
(I was reminded of those guys who worshiped the wall in attack on titan.)
“Ahh reminds me of good ol’ New York.”
He took in a deep breath of air.
“Haaaa~ Yup! Even smells like it too, albeit without all of the gasoline and chemicals. But the sewage, and piss is still there too.”
Asiz walked out of the slums and into the market district. The city was set up so slums ended right before the gate so that any adventurers visitors or tourists who visit will enter into the bustling market district instead of the dirty disease ridden slums.
He saw people wearing armor and robes wandering the streets, they had various weapons like axes, spears, swords, and the occasional beef kebab. These people were in fact “adventurers” Asiz noticed that there was an adventurer's guild located in the center of the district however, he decided to pass by it on this occasion because testing his strength in Arcadia is more important.
Eventually Asiz came to the east gate of the city. He waved hello to the city guards. They returned his wave with a smile and let him pass through the gate. Asiz traveled out of the gate and off of the path towards the Zorn Forest which completely surrounded St. Augustine.
He walked a few meters, and then he stopped. Asiz looked around to make sure nobody was near him.
‘Well I’m gonna try this for the first time. I hope that he was lying about this hurting’
Asiz awkwardly raised out his arm and yelled. “TRANSSSSFORM!!”
……………….
“What deh hell why didn’t it wooorrrkkk!”
‘I can answer that question.’
“DA FU-!? Oh… you again.”
‘Yes my child it is me your respectable god Ich- OK who am I kidding fuck all that godly shit I can talk how I wanna talk. YOU CAN’T CONTROL ME WOMAN!’
Asiz stood as he heard half of an argument break out in his head.
‘Yea yea I know that we need to make ourselves ‘look good’ for the mortals, but it's just too much work.’
“.....”
‘C'mon babe you're embarrassing me in front of my champion.’
“....”
‘NOOO ANYTHING BUT THAT!! No not my vintage 2000 BC anubis action figure I've had that ever since I saw a little godling.’
“.............................”
‘Sigh’ ‘Ok babe fine I’ll act “Godly” for the little mortal, GEEZ.’
“...”
‘Ok bye babe don’t forget to pick up some nectar the mini fridge is running low.’
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“....” ‘Seriously?’ =_=
‘Phew she's finally gone, the attitude on her URRGG. I can’t really be mad at her though her tits are glorious. Ahh now where was I, oh yea I was talking to that Asiz guy I should probably relink our minds, If i remember right he was about to use his transformation for the first time. Heh he still thinks that I was joking about it hurting but that's an understatement IT FUCKING HURTS. Well that ought to be a surprise.’
“...” =_=
‘Now lets see…..shit.’ (・_・;)
“....” =_=
‘You heard all of that didn’t you.’ (・_・;)
“Yup.” =_=
‘Well crap.’ T_T
“Was that your girlfriend?” （￣□￣；）
‘Sigh’
‘Right to the point aren't we, well since you asked I’ll boast a little. That was my fiance Aiolz goddess of the night. She is from a small world not to far from earth. We actually got engaged when I saved her father from certain death. He gave me her hand in marriage as reward..’
“The luck of a pervert is indescribable.” =_=
‘B-But I I…. Ok you got me, fine. But her booty is delicious.’ (¬‿¬)
“....” =_=
‘...’ (・_・;)
“Well than, can we please get back to the original subject of this conversation.”
‘AH-! ...Yes yes of course….. What were we talking about again?’
“Transformation magic.” щ(ﾟДﾟщ)
‘Yes yes I remember now. Well what you did to transform before would have usually worked, however this is a Blood Angel transformation we are talking about here. This is a seraphim level existence there has to be more to it then a simple word.’
“So are you gonna tell me what to do... “
‘No.’
“Ok then if I ever see your Finance I’m telling her what you said.” (─‿‿─)
‘Y-you wouldn’t!’ (ﾟДﾟ)
“Test me.” (─‿‿─)
‘BAH fine you cheating bastard but mark my words I SHALL BREAK THIS DEADLOCK!’
“Just tell me already goddamnit it's been like 20 minutes.” >_>
‘Fine, Basically what you have to do is make a small cut on your arm that draws blood, AND THEN…… say Transform.’
“......” =_=
‘What?’
“......” =_=
‘Please say something I’m scared.’ (||ﾟДﾟ)
“I waited 20 minutes……...for that. Hell I could’ve gotten a paper cut and it would have worked. Special procedure you say? So what is the procedure for a godly transformation, HAVING A DICK IN YOUR ASS!!”
凸(ಠ益ಠ)
‘Whoa whoa calm down. ❂.❂
Even if you did have said paper cut you still wouldn’t know that it is part of the procedure. I did help right?’
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
“........ I guess so.”
‘Well then child I shall leave you with that. Plus I have to bring the trash out before Aiolz gets back.’
“....”
‘Well see ya nerd.’
----------------- Back to just Asiz -----------------
Party ┏(-_-)┛┗(-_- )┓┗(-_-)┛┏(-_-)┓ Time
---------------because Ichor is gone---------------
“Well I guess since I spent so much time trying to figure out how to do it I should transform right now, honestly the only reason I wanted to transform was to use my wings to fly to a more secure location and test my other skills.”
*Crack*
After standing in the same position for roughly 30 minutes his muscles had tightened up and moving made a loud cracking sound after his ‘rusly joints were finally oiled’.
“PHEEW that felt good.”
Asiz lifted out his arm again and this time pinched the skin on the side of it as hard as he could. A small bead of blood welled from the small indentation in his skin.
ლ(ಠ益ಠ)ლ “TRANSFOOOORRRRMMMM!!!!!!!!!!” ლ(ಠ益ಠ)ლ
….（・Ａ・?）
……..（・∀・?）
…………（・Ａ・?）
……………..（・∀・?）
(ノಠ益ಠ)ノ “..............WHAT THE HEL-” (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ
*SNAP*
“KKKKKKYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
(╥﹏╥)
Asiz screamed out in pain as his shoulder blade violently jolted backwards causing his body to jerk to the side. His other shoulder also suffered the same fate. After many snaps and pops Asiz was left with his head facing the ground panting heavily.
“AHHRRRGGGG….. FUK THIS! IT HURT LIKE HELL!!! I AM GONNA KILL HIM!!!”
Finally out of his 2 distorted shoulder blades sprouted 2 spindly red twigs. Both of them extended for about as long as Asiz’s height. One could see that these twigs were made of a flowing liquid but at the same time were able to hold a solid form. As he strained to deal with the pain of having 2 structures erupt from his skin, the twigs were undergoing more change. Narrow slits opened along the length of the tubes and a sheet of red liquid slowly flowed towards the ground with the same consistency as molasse. Once these sheets reached a considerable length they defied the laws of gravity and stopped in mid air. Not a single droplet touched the ground.
The liquid then began to sculpt itself, becoming more defined as each second passed. Eventually a set of beautiful red flowing wings were formed. Each feather was sculpted with a precision that would make any craftsman pee themselves.
“HUFF HUFF HUFF” (╯︵╰,)
The pain that coursed through Asiz’s body had finally stopped. He was left crouching with both of his hands resting on his knees.
*AHK* “I don’t think he was lying about this being painful.” (￣ー￣)
Asiz lifted his hands off of his knees and stood up. Oddly he now had some sort of ingrained knowledge of how to use his newfound wings.
“Thats weird, its just like the matrix one moment I don’t have wings and the next I know how to use them.”
Of course when Asiz said that he had knowledge of flight it didn’t mean that he actually knew how to use said knowledge. After 20 minutes of broken tree trunks and faceplants Asiz had finally used his wings successfully.
Hovering in mid air Asiz looked over the vast amount of forested land in front of him. His eyes scanned the land for somewhere perfect for using massive destructive powers that nobody would ever see. His eyes lit up as he focused on one spot in the middle of the forest. Without another word he flew towards his destination.
-END OF CHAPTAARRRRR MATHAFAKKA!!!-
Sorry for the long delay….
AHHHHHH!!! I can’t take it anymore. I need to write action scenes IT'S WHAT I WAS BORN TO DO!!!! I know this seems to fast compared to most fictions on RR but to me its TORTURE I have soo many good battle scenes planned but all of this so called “Plot Development” Is blocking my way. I will however, endure for the sake of quality. I won’t try to speed this up. With any hope the first fight scene I have planned will be chapter 10. Damn “Character Depth” getting in my way HOW DARE YOU!!!