- 2019-
3rd Person POV
[Once again, Damian Blest strikes with a terrible blow, destroying half of the city square! How much rampage do we need to receive, and how many voices must speak so this madman would stop destroying our beloved city?]
"Hmmh, those beast bastards. They're trying to sneak into my facility and steal the infinity capsule. They had it coming. Also, some pesky humans try to criticize me for destroying the city square. It could've been worse if this fucker fell into the wrong hands." Damian says this angrily while trying to turn the TV off, then looks at the person infront of him on a calm manner.
"Ragna, you said that the time keepers say that the angel beast population is getting higher again. Should we deal with them? Because I'm so fucking tired of these humans trying to criticize me over necessary casualties."
Ragna looks at Damian with a bit of shock and an indistinct expression.
"Getting higher? I never said those. Plus, the timekeepers are pretty strict, aren't they? They would never have the thought to contact me and share classified information. Wouldn't they just say that to you directly? I mean, they favor you the most."
"That's odd; I swear that you talked to me about something like this." Damian getting baffled.
-3 days earlier-
"So listen, I want you to disguise yourself as this man right here. His Ragna Ravnason he's a long descendant of a Viking king." Unknown man 1 says so quietly.
"What?!?!"
"You want me to disguise myself as a man as dangerous as this mother fucker?!?" Unknown man 2 says so loudly and with shock.
"Lower your goddamn voice!"
"Just conceal your magic as tight as possible, then let's just get on with it, or we're just going to die if the boss finds out we failed."
- Somewhere Above Mount Everest-
- present time -
Damian is trying to fabricate some DNA using magic. In doing so, he hears loud foot steps and a girl screaming.
"Damian!! Wohooo~"
"What do you want, Belle? I'm trying to work on something, so lower your voice." Damian says so strictly.
"I'm sorry, hihihi. Whatchu doin'??"
"Fabricating some Beast Angel DNA. They have been very active lately, and I don't know what the cause is. But in theory, something must have made them feel some distress to make them act like this." Damian is saying this with concerns.
Damian explains to Belle some fundamentals about these Beast Angels.
"Over the course of thousands of years, the Beast Angels or Angel Beast have been very aggressive towards humans and towards other angels. I've seen some trying to attack me while scouting this fucking planet, and I don't like them very much; they're a pain in the ass."
"Well anyway, what are you doing here, Belle?"
"Nothing; hihi, I just wanna see you, and stay here, that's it." Belle replies with a smooth, gentle smile.
"Hmmh."
Somewhere deep In the void of infinity, a gentle voice echoes.
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"Sama-el…."
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"Lord, Sama-el…"
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Sama-el opens his eyes out of confusion, and he wonders.
"Wha-what? Wh-who's there? I'm the only one who's supposed to be here."
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"Get out and show yourself to me, who ever you are!"
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"How did you get here?" How is this even possible? Did another war start?"
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"Answer me!!"
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As time passes, the gentle voice returns.
"It is I, my lord. I have found a way. It's almost time for your grace to return."
And Sama-el grinned.
"I see, at last."