-Nighttime, back to reality, Backlund, fuck this shithole-
The figure and silhouette of a woman gracefully emerged from the shadows as flowers bloom and birds chirpped in her wake. Slowly, as her full body finally came out in all its glory, she fixed her posture before nudging her glasses where her purple eyes sits underneath them. Around her was a broken and destroyed place, a house with a large open ceiling. The whole place looks like a battlefield as if a war between powerful beyonder have just occurred. Cattleya stood alone in the midst of it all. She then proceeded to take out multiple feathers in one of her pockets, held multiple of it in her palm, before blowing them into the air. The feathers flew off in seemingly random direction whereas the majority escaped from the ceiling, being pulled from an unknown force. Two feathers however fell down on her feet, and the figure of a short blonde woman with a brunette woman right beside her have suddenly appeared out of nowhere. "So, you must be Miss Magician." Cattleya took a careful look over Miss Fors, whom was sleeping soundly with Xio, both of their bodies seemingly beaten and berated from the previous battle.
"Urgh..." slowly, Xio on the floor twitched her eyebrows ans groaned. "I should leave, Sigh what a hassle..." gradually, the figure of the woman in purple clothing akin to a pirate vanished into thin air.
-Bravehearts Bar-
"I... should... make... it... clear... Indulgence is allowed... but keep it from time to time." inside one of the private rooms of the bravehearts bar, Sharron and Marric sat side by side, shaking in fear in front of their teacher, the headless blonde woman Miss Reinette. "Ye- yes..." Sharron answered, flustered in her voice and expression. "I... be... gone... for... a... while... Watch the bar." And just like that, with each heads taking one word in a sentence, Miss Reinette talk slowly before her figure disappeared into the spirit world.
"Shoo..." Marric heaved a heavy sigh of relief, as countless sweats slid down his face. "Maybe you should follow teacher, look, we're both getting the blame for it." Sharron from the side, non chalantly commented. "Look who's talking, you've been spending rather quite a lot of time with Sherlock, did you really fall in love with him, well, congratulations, stop berating me then." Marric retorted back. "At least im not wasting money on hookers and prostitutes." as Sharron said that, Marric turned silent, angry with veins protuding out of his forehead, but still kept it in him. "Damn." he said.
-Underneath Saint Samuel Cathedral-
Saint Archbishop Anthony Stevenson stood in front of a cell where a naked woman with weak, weary, dark eyes, shakky demeanour, and overall horror deep embedded in her aura sat weakly inside while holding an injured man. "..." Anthony Stevenson was silent, and scared all the same, unable to move, he watched in adhere preference, not daring to disturb the entity.
The naked woman bearing the face of Arianna, with her almost average like features, raven black hair, was protuding wolf like arms from around her back as if she's mutating, caressed to feel the cheeks and touch of the man before her. "Klein..." she said weakly, shake in her voice was, a tear escaped ger cheeks and dropped down from her chin.
Right beside the Saint Archbishop, a figure appeared with an almost near identical or similar appearance towards the woman inside the cell, but wore a blue cloak over her body, naked in her feet, similar to Arianna. The Saint Archbishop glanced without turning his head at 0-17 who just appeared, in fear of all the woman around him. Slowly, the woman beside him took light steps, but was unheard in his ears. She raised her arms towards the Arianna, and vanished without a trace.
Arianna's eyes glowed, but darker in its appearance, and slowly, a veil cascaded upon her head, covering her eyes, and two sets of wolf like ears emerged ontop of her head. "Klein..." Arianna sat still, feeling Klein in her arms.
"How could you do this to him?" Arianna spoke again, but affection and care in her voice was present.
"I have to save myself, and needed a catalyst for that to happen, Klein Moretti is one of them." Arianna spoke again, but with another indifferent tone.
"So much for a goddess who has to rely on her followers to survive, am i right?" Arianna mockingly said to herself.
"Watch your tone, Arianna, Klein will survive, but only under my care, leave him in my arms temporarily, i deal with the aftermath result of his defeat at the hands of Primordial Demoness. He be fine."
"Damn it!" Arianna cried deeply on Klein's chest, bloodied on all parts, with an open hole in his chest, slashes on his arms, and a face that was burned badly, leaving his flesh charred and almost black.
-On a certain house of an Apothecary-
"Woah! I just have the craziest dream where Miss Justice and Mr Hanged Man are fucking each other- no, that's not right, he never inserted it if i remember correctly!" Emelyn sat upright from his coffin, holding in his head in agony to remember his dream.
Volume 1, Epiphany
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