“I can’t eat anymore… ehehe… ok… fine… just one last bite… we won’t need a fork for this one.”
“Waaaaah! **** **** Hic* waaah!”
“Huh?! I’m up, I’m up!”
‘Eh? Why am I slumped at my room’s door?’ I asked myself, odd, I was sleeping at the door with my back leaned unto it.
Ah! After remembering what happened last night… “I guess I doze off, huh? Why at the door though?” was I tired? Was I mentally exhausted yesterday?
“Waaah! ****! **** ****! Hic*”
There it was again, the crying and shouting from inside my room. What is happening here?
When I opened the door a stream of light entered, I saw my cellmate cradled at a corner, wailing. She looked like a mess. After noticing the light coming in, she paused a moment then got up and ran towards me.
I went down with a “Gufwa..” as I was tackled.
Her arms wrapped around my stomach, tears and snot is being wiped on my chest.
“****! *****!” She shouted as she continues to slather me with her snot and tears.
‘Eeeeh?! What is happening here?! Eh… Ehh?!’
After I calmed down a little, I finally got a good look at her. From what little I can see from above, her tearful face was filled with fear unlike what I saw the other day. ‘What’s happening?’ I thought.
Not knowing what was going on, I gently patted and caressed her head to try and calm her down. She shook once but that was all.
“**** ****.” She muttered, this time hiding her face on my chest. She was still breathing unevenly, her shoulders going up and down. Quietly, I continued to caress her head. She wasn’t showing signs of rejection or discomfort. She burrowed her face in my chest further trying to hide and held me a little tighter. Wait… is she sniffing me. Nah, it’s probably because she has a stuffy nose.
‘What is going on here?’ I thought again. Seeing my violent cellmate/guest like this…
After a few more minutes she stopped trembling, rubbed her snot messed face on my chest, let go and stood up like nothing happened. My rapidly healing abdomen gave a sigh of relief. Eh? Why rapid healing? Dude, she just tackled me out of nowhere. I broke seven ribs, suffered from a pierced heart and lungs, not to mention the crushed organs that was hit by her shoulder from her tackle.
Seriously, this girl is a walking, talking killing machine if you ask me, I understand why anyone would want to lock someone like her up.
With a glare pointed at me, for some reason. She looks down at me, nose still messy.
I was half a head taller than her, but right now, I was still on the floor, making her look at me from above.
“*****! **** **** ****!” she started shouting. Brows furrowing, Eyes growing sharper while growling.
I was sweating cold bullets here, I don’t want this place to be blown up. I may always be able to remake everything here, unfortunately Alphonse and family won’t survive such a disaster.
And right now, they are my family.
What can I do to diffuse the situation, I don’t even know what’s making her mad. This! This is the danger of having a volatile guest!
The person in question slowly curls her hands into fists.
“***** **** *****!” she shouted as she points at the door.
I didn’t get what she said and what her actions meant. Before I could understand what she was trying to say, she stomps her way towards the door, breaking the floor as she went.
My butt still on the floor, I just looked at her and tilted my head in confusion. My guest was acting like a child throwing a tantrum again.
Irritated from waiting, she gestures with her hands that I go to her. Ahh, the magnificence of body language! This may be the first time she tried to communicate with me ever since I was thrown here. Akasha (the name I gave her) would usually just throw a punch without question.
Not wanting to sour her mood further to the point that she would go on a rampage, I went with her.
She “opens” the door… ahhh, why did the door crumble just from being touched?! How?!
My cellmate herself was dumbfounded as she still have pieces of the door in her hand. Trying to shake it off, she walked with a “hmph”.
At this point, I won’t even try to think about it. I told myself as I walked over the debris of my door.
The Kuneho family is in front of my home, Alphonse is standing much closer to us. Diana and kids were at a distance, observing the situation from a far. They probably heard the shouting earlier, and came here to investigate.
Alphonse flinched a little when my cellmate stares at him. Eyes focused.
Out of nowhere she slapped her cheeks sending a little shock wave towards us and shook her head trying to refocus her thoughts.
Just how strong was that slap? My thoughts wondered, I’m pretty sure that slap would have killed anyone.
“****!” she said, looking back at me and walked towards the broken down gate she came from yesterday.
“Uhm… Alphonse, you’re in charge until I return. Protect our home and your family, okay?”
The little tyke nodded, puffing out his fluffy chest and gestured ‘leave it to me.’
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“What do you want?” I finally asked after following her quietly for hours.
Standing at the empty white space of the cell, away from the patch of land I have been calling home for a while now. We stood face to face.
Akasha looked left and right before giving a nod to herself.
“***** *****!” she shouted at me while pointing.
“Sorry, I really can’t understand what you’re trying to say.”
“***** ****!”
She was looking irritated now, scratching her head in frustration she stepped closer to me.
Leaning close, her breathe touching my skin (don’t know how), with brows still furrowed, she started sniffing.
Yeah, your guess is as good as mine bruv. For starters there was no air or atmosphere here, it was pretty much an empty vacuum. So what was she sniffing at?
Seeming contented for some reason she stood back up with a nod, legs apart and hands to her waist.
She placed her right hand to her chest and the most unexpected thing happened…
“MAYA!” She shouted out, a smug grin on her face. Crossing her arms after feeling satisfied and then looked at me.
“Eh…? Eh….? EeeeeEEEhhhHHH?!”
What’s going on here?! D-did she just introduce herself?! Ehhh?! Should I name myself after that? Wait, what if it wasn’t her name but something else?
After getting tired of waiting she bends over again and poked my chest, breaking my sternum.
“****. **. ****. **.**?” she said syllable by syllable with a pout and tilted her head, “Ma. Ya,” she added pointing at herself and then poked my chest once more, breaking the healed bones, again.
“F-farst…” I timidly replied for some reason.
Look! I was taken by surprise, okay?! What would you feel when your very, very violent cellmate who for some reason visits you out of nowhere, then show you her crying face after eating your cooking and then starts wailing first thing in the morning. And now she showed me her pouting face that made my heart skip! Damn it! I ain’t a virgin teenage boy anymore! I already had kids and wives before!
Yet…
I feel my face burning up after being stared at so intently by my cellmate, apparently named Maya… so much for calling her Akasha.
Feeling a little self conscious I broke eye contact first.
For some reason she was smiling! She retracted her hand and held them to her chest.
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“Farst…” she whispered to herself while blushing.
Wait, wait, what is this atmosphere?! I was resolved for a violent ending. What is going on here, and why is my heart pounding like crazy, seeing Maya stuck in her own world, blushing after whispering my name?!
And then…
“Maya,” she started pointing at herself, then punched her left palm, hard, and pointed at me, “Farst.” She continued with a smile.
“Eh?” came my dumbfounded reply.
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*Whooosh! *BOOM! *BANG!… *BOOM!
“Farst!” *BOOM! “**** ***** Farst!!”
“Eeeeehhh?!”
What the hell is going on?!
I dodged by bending back as her fist traces through where my head used to be, it happened so fast that any regular person wouldn’t be able to follow it. I felt a little shockwave from that.
“**** ***** ***?! Farst!”
Maya, my violent cellmate started rampaging after I rejected her idea of me taking a punch from her! Who in the world would accept something like that?! I may not die, but that doesn’t mean I like dying for no good reason! I ain’t no M!
How am I still in one piece you ask? Ha! She may be violent but her fighting skills is nothing to write home about. No matter how strong the attack, it would be useless if they don’t hit. All she is doing is swinging her fists around, her continuation of attacks were awkward, I could imagine her doing the helicopter punch technique any time soon for goodness sake.
Don’t you dare look down on me! I have fought and killed the God of the sword back in my own world! As long as she doesn’t use her clap attack that releases a shockwave strong enough to obliterate my whole body.
Which was weird that she wasn’t using it, I guess killing me isn’t her objective.
“**** ****!” she shouted, stomping her foot in frustration.
Should I just let her slug me? Nah, her frustrated look was cute. Her cheeks were red and puffed.
“* **** ****** ** ***** *** Farst!” she shouted again, this time her eyes were starting to tear up.
She stopped her attacks and was rubbing her eyes and sobbing a little.
Oh my Goddess! What do I do? I feel guilty for some reason.
“Hey, hey don’t cry.” I said in a calm voice. “Maya, don’t cry okay.” I tried using her name, hoping it would make her relax as I walk towards her.
Rubbing her eyes, she was starting to sob, shoulders going up and down every now and then, shaking her silver hair.
“Ma-…”
Damn it! I let my guard down! Yup, my head is gone aaaand now my stomach as well. Sooo, yeah… only my lower half was left. I want to hit myself for how stupid I was. But I’m not stupid! Or I would like to think…
Proud of her victory, Maya was smiling like she succeeded in pulling off a prank. Her right hand was stretched towards me with a V shape, left hand on her hip.
I didn’t understand the gesture, must be from her old world.
Stressed, I regenerated my upper half. I can’t believe I fell for her tears. I thought.
The moment my upper body finished regenerating.
“Guh!”
I receive a hug from the smug girl, her arms wrapped around me and… haaa… I may not have noticed this earlier, because I was trying to sooth her.
But now…
Let me give you a little context again… my body is that of a healthy 16 year old! She looks like a healthy 16 years old girl, breast size… OMG I was wrong, she’s neither a B nor a C. She, she is a D!! H-how did I have that wrong?! Did fifty years without sex dull my skills? No, no, maybe it was only because my eyes were still adjusting after spending a few years in eternal darkness. Yeah, yeah! That’s it! How could I ever face my first wife if she ever finds out I made a mistake?! Just the thought sends a shiver down my spine.
Haaa, good thing she’s dead now, may her soul find peace. (-.-)
Anyways! Back to the main point! So you get it now, yeah? We’re both in our birthday suits. Two soft, springy mounds are currently pressed down on my chest, the warmth of her body, the sweet smell, the soft and smooth skin, and her breathing. (AKA her sniffing me for some reason)
I can’t help what happened next okay!
“?!”
Maya let go of her hug, while gripping my shoulder she looked at me with wide eyes.
“F-farst…?” she tilted her head. Then when she looked down.
“Kyaa!” she shouted, accidentally pushing me which sent me flying…
It was a natural reaction on my part! I don’t have any reasons to feel guilty! Though my hang time is amazing, just how much strength did she use to push me?
“Well, this seems far enough.” I thought after gliding for a few minutes.
“Omph.” Perfect landing! Ten out of ten, if I say so myself.
But with all seriousness, *sigh this morning has been eventful. I need sugar, my brain feels like it has been overworked.
“Maya, huh?” I whispered.
Just what are you? I thought as I look around my surroundings. From what I have seen so far she’s a goddess of destruction that looks like a teenage human girl with the mind of a somewhat mischievous child, and her mood swings are scary as well. I don’t know what could tick her off…
But at the same time, I feel like I have to protect her, pfft yeah right, she could annihilate me with one blow, ha ha ha, arrrgh! Yeah, this is probably my paternal instincts, right? Right? And right now she was showing affection to me, she also like physical contact. A lot.
There is also the language barrier, but I already have an idea how to remedy that, we, at least have two options.
First was to use simple words and objects. We could take turns saying what they were in our own language. Do mock conversations and keep track of vocabulary that are used, then try to decipher It. This would be the most time consuming option. But hey, we have an eternity to do so aha ha ha haaaa…
The second option was… no, no, no. That’s too much for such a reason. Yeah… I still don’t know what she thinks of me after all. Yosh this would just be a last resort.
With that figured out for now, I took a single step forward, aaaand I’m lost…
Ah but don’t worry, you worrywart you.
I can always fly up to see where my home is, sorcery is such a convenient thing isn’t it?
What has my concern, was Maya. I don’t know how she found my place to begin with. Will she be alright on her own? The drastic change in her behavior is very suspicious, a total one eighty within the time she arrived at my home. I wonder what happened to her this past few months, she would usually just sit for very long periods of time, in fact the only time I saw her stand up was when I “accidentally” hit her with a simple water spell. Hmm… thinking about it now won’t be very productive either, I don’t know her well enough to start guessing what’s going on in her head.
Haaa, ‘they were soft’ I thought as my head was going to the gutters. No, no! Get it together Farst!
...
Her smiling face was cute too. Nooo! Think of something else.
“I wonder what Alphonse and the others are doing.”
There we go.
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“Darling, what are you doing?” A small cute Kuneho asked her husband who is dragging a water pale too big to be lifted by a single Kuneho alone.
“My sweet cotton candy, Bwahahaha, I Alphonse have been left in-charge of the house! Is it not my responsibility to take care of master’s farm?!” another small Kuneho replied with great vigor to his wife.
“What has gotten in to you?” Diana tilted her cute head to the side, twitching her nose. “You’re talking weirdly too. It’s creepy.”
“Now, now my love. It is so that I can be worthy of my new station!” he puffed out his fluffy chest.
“Talk like that again and you won’t be coming home.” Diana gave an ultimatum.
“Oh come on, I sound amazing right?! You find it cool, right?”
“No.”
“Not even a little?”
“Not a bit. Now, let’s go to the farm.”
“Uwah, you’re going to help me?”
“Obviously”
Alphonse eyes were starting to moisten, he was falling for his wife all over again “Oh, honey I-“
“I can’t trust you to be alone with master’s farm after all.” Diana added as she hopped towards the water pale.
“Eh?”
“Come on now.”
“EEEEeeeehhhh?!”
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Meh, Diana is also there so everything will be fine. Probably. No! I trust my Daughter, damn it!
Still… I should probably head home now just to be safe. I have been gone for a few hours now.
“FAAAAAARRRRRSSSSSTTTT!!!”
*BOOOOM!
A blur landed in front of me, no dust stirred up. And there, Maya stood.
“Farst! ***** ****?” she said, “****” she continued, sounding apologetic.
She gave me a hug again, but this time from the side. Consciously avoiding my junior bellow.
Maya was surprisingly clingy, my arm is sandwiched between her breasts, and my heart was beating fast again! When I returned my gaze the look on her face was apologetic and did she feel sorry about pushing me so far? How was she able to find me this soon? And why won’t she hug me from the front? Wait, no, not that last one.
The more I interact with her, the more curious I become about her actions. She’s also really talkative, I’m starting to reconsider if I should just go with plan B, so we can communicate sooner. But its side effect may be too much for her.
Should I ask her?
“M-maya.” I started, she tilted her head cutely, but she had a hint of fear, maybe she thought I hated her for throwing me away. Honestly I didn’t mind, I could understand her surprise when she got “poked” after all.
I placed my right hand on her left ear, “Do you want, us to be able to talk with each other?” I asked.
Her eyes widened in shock, soon turned to sparkles. “YES! Yes” she answered nodding vigorously. Jumping a little in place, meaning grinding where our skin touches.
How did I do this? Haa, I made a forceful connection of our souls. But it has a few requirements, one is direct contact and another is feeling a mutual affection towards each other. Which surprised me even further how smoothly the connection went.
“It would have a dangerous side effect a-and-” I was cut off mid sentence, when she said she doesn’t mind.
“Are you really sure?” I asked for the last time.
“Yes!” came the immediate reply
I took in a deep breath and then recited.
“My name is Farst of Kaharsha clan, I call to you who holds the ancient texts, who looks after all contracts and agreements since ancient times, long before any Gods have walked the plane. I who is known as kin slayer and God eater, calls to you. @$%&#$*$!! I have need of your services!”
After shouting the last part of my incantation, Maya was startled, she probably thought I was angry at her. Since I let go of her when I incanted my spell, the soul connection was lost for a while.
But no, I wasn’t mad at her. Then it started, I grabbed her shoulders tight and held her closer to me. Confusion was evident on her face.
“Fa-!” before she could finish her words I pulled her and stood in front of her, turning my back. As to use my body to protect her. Yes, to protect her.
Maya noticed a little later, that a blood red magic circle as large as I was tall with complicated geometric shapes with smaller magic circles in their lines appears in the empty space in front of us.
From behind I felt Maya trembling in fear, her grip on my shoulder and arm tightened, breaking and crushing everything in between her hands. I am so sorry about this.
The moment the magic circle was complete it gave an eerie red miasma like glow. And then the space in the center of the magic circle twisted and distorted as it slowly becomes a GATE.
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*CRACK *CREEEAK *POP *KEK
A hand burst forth from the magic circle, with a slim and soft skin, a palm and fingers, slender and long that could grab hold of Farst’s whole face. The hand looked feminine yet just seeing this brought great fear to the young adolescent woman that was hiding behind an adolescent man of the same age in appearance. The hand held the edge of the magic circle and then another hand burst forth from the other side. A big and burly hand carpeted with fur so thick it hid the skin have grabbed the edge of the magic circle.
Then followed by another monstrous limb more horrid than the last, and then followed by another, and another. Until twelve arms holds down the magic circle. And stretched it open to five times its original size.
A revolting aura spreads out from the gate, sending a frigid chill run down the young woman’s spine. A formless head peaked out from the wide gate, no eyes, no nose, no ears and no mouth.
“AaAaAhHh, ThAt… ThEsE… FeLt GoOoOoDdDdddd.” Came the madness inducing voice/s? A bundle of mish mashed sounds, of deep pitch to high pitch voices, which sounded like a growl and a screech simultaneously calling out. Grating the ears of those who hear it.
Its mouth tearing the skin open when it talks and being healed shut immediately. Tearing open again every time the creature opens its mouth, making blood flow from his mouth.
The young woman can no longer handle the pressure and collapsed, leaning on the man’s back. Warm liquid dripping between her legs, staining the floor, making a small puddle.
“GaHaGaHaGahAHggaHA,” came the repulsive laugh. “SeEeH, ThAaAaHt Is HoW PeOpLe ShOuLd ReAcT!”
“Haaa, who would find joy in making a girl faint? You’re a creep as usual, huh?” the young man replied as he puts the fainted girl on the floor after cleaning her body.
“GaHaGaHaAgGahAHggaHA!! AnD HeReH AiY WaS WoNdEeRRinG WhhOoH sUMmmoND MeeEhH BY NaHyM.” s/he was holding its stomach as it burst into a fit of laughter. And then, four arms slammed the “ground” around the young man, drawing his face closer, close enough to feel the warmth of its body. “HmHmmMhhH… YoU LoOK StRoNGGeehHR ThAaN LaASsT TYhm… So EvvEhn AnSHehnT DrAggOhN ScaYLe CoHD BraYK OhnN YoU. JuST WhOH DyD YouU IhN?” The place where the eyes should be, tears open, and shows empty sockets and a flow of fresh blood trickles down.
The young man pointed down at the sleeping young woman on the floor. The creature’s eye sockets widened.
“GaHaGaHaGahAHggaHA, AiYH Avv KnOWn YoU FoR AHh LoNghH TaHyMm. YoUH ArrReHnT LaIYiNGG, HUuhH?” the creature seemed amused. “YEeHt ShE FAynTS At MahY PrEsenCe?”
“haa, isn’t it because of that?” the young man pointed at the miasma that is hidden from sight, even from the eyes of the gods. “Oh yeah! I saw, a guy like you on my way down here, at least he gave the same aura, only weaker. What was his name…? Kachuchu? Catalaa?”
The creature widened his empty eye sockets again.
“CTHULHU!!” the creature shouted.
“Oh, you know each other?”
“HaAa, ThA WorLdSS SHuRe AhR SmmoHL.” The creature said, “ThAHt ChIYLd RaHN AhWAi FrOHm OuR RehLmM…”
“Ohh, anyways, were going off track. I need to form a contract.” The young man said nonchalantly.
The creature observed the one who summoned it. The only creature that can hold a conversation with it like it was nothing. For not even those of his realm could endure his presence. It remembers the first time they met. A young Goddess wet herself as well when he answered the open call.
The creature just gestured him to continue.
“I need a soul sync contract.” He replied, “I need it to communicate with her.”
The creature burst into a laughing fit as it hears the request.
“YaH CohLdD MeE JuSSt FErH DaahTT?!” the creature asked. And the man nodded with a smile. The creature slammed the ground again, this time a hint of anger was there, cracking the white ground that even the young lady couldn’t do.
“YoaH KalHD MeH PuR SaCH A RYesOn?!” the creature was now slowly losing its calm.
“Yup.” The man’s way of answering didn’t change. And it felt like he was saying “do you even need to ask.”
“WhAhY?” A strong aura burst forth from the creature, cracking the surrounding ground. “DeHpENdYnG OhN YoUR AnsWEHr, I MahY TeHrmInAyt OuhR cOntRaCT.” The killing intent was palpable, no, was destructive.
The young man just covered the young woman, to prevent her from getting hurt, as small cuts appear from her skin.
The young man maintained his appearance as he healed himself faster than the creature could wound him.
“Because,” The man looked at the creature straight in its eye sockets. “You’re the only one who can bind my soul.”
“GrAGhaGAhaaaHraAGhAAaaJARGAhAAggHAah”
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[Author here! This seems like a good place to stop the chapter… but unfortunately, I wrote the fifth chapter first before this one, sooo… it will continue, ONLY a few more lines left!]
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“Huh?”
“Oh, you’re awake.” I said as I helped her sit up. “Here, drink this.” I continued, giving her a cold cup of orange juice.
Her eyes widened. As she gulps down the drink.
“Farst!” her eyes were starting to tear up again. And then she hugged me. “I-I can understand you!”
Once again my bones crack at her actions and once again, I don’t understand where her affection was coming from. We were back to my home, in my room since that is the only place with a bed. The door remained open, for the light to come in.
I tapped at her shoulder, so she would release me, but that was futile.
“Maya, there is something you need to know first.”
She still wouldn’t let go. So I decided to just tell her in this position.
“Our souls are now, synced or connected. That is why we can communicate, rather than us using the words from our world. What we want to convey or “mean” is instantly expressed to one another. We can also sense what the other is feeling while we are talking, In other words… we can’t lie to one another anymore or we can’t hide anything. We can try but the other will know what you’re feeling inside.”
She just gave a small nod.
“A-also, it has a side effect…” I started, “After you sign the contract, our memories would be shared… all of it….”
This time she had a small shiver,
“Will I see yours too?” she asked, where I replied with a “yes”
“Hmmm, then I don’t mind.”
‘WHY?!’ how could you just go along with this. We barely know each other?
“You can also choose not to sign it, though we will lose the soul sync but we will be able to talk with each other, still.” I tried to persuade her.
She now pushed herself away a little from the hug, her face close to mine. I can see her very closely, her cheeks red.
“D-do you h-hate me?” she timidly asked.
“I-I don’t…” I replied, averting my eyes from her. I felt that I was blushing too.
She just stared at me for a bit and then she jumped, pushing me to the bed her face bright red, she was smiling. Oh shit! She knows how I’m feeling now! Curse this partial soul link!
“Mhm, I don’t hate you too, Farst!” she said with an innocent grin and the emotion I felt from her was genuine. I couldn’t help but blush and stay quite.
She then hugged me and rested on top of me.