When Richard opened his eyes again, his bed was trapped in a familiar dark void. A sphere of light hovered over his bed to allow him sight. The first thing he laid eyes on was the figure of Voltaire looking down at him.
"Wakey wakey. Time for your first report solider"
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"Oh, and what exactly does leaving a strung out vampire in someone's garden hope to achieve? Do the owners grow garlic? Have they a penchant for sharp pieces of wood?" He snickered, "I doubt one vampire is enough to bring the demon community crumbling to it's knees."
"One vampire? Nope. Wont even make a dent. She'll probably only take down one...at most 3 guys before they knock her out. But the 200 or so army of then that comes afterwards will be one hell of a sight for anyone around to see it. There's always more to it than what you see"
While she talked, Elizer could feel a slight pain in his abdomen. It felt like something was pressing out from the inside, though the pain was subtle as the moment.
Rebecca, meanwhile, drove them through the portal, this time ending up back at the DICE garage. She parked back in her original spot and laid back in the seat.
"Well. That's your first official mission over with. And no one that we care about got hurt"
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The first memory Eligor dug up was the one that played over and over again in the boy's head the most.
The scene was a holy chaotic and bloody one. The boy walked through a town. It looked very basic. Likely from a feudal period. Bodies of slaughtered victims laid scattered about, and flames consumed several of the wooden homes.
Just as the boy sunk his katana into another fleeing woman, a group of humans came walking into the town. The first was a red haired female with a large spear. The second was a gigantic man that stood over every house he passed, and was equally as wide. A kanabo was worn over his back
The final one was the most interesting. He wore no armor, and carried no weapon. The most striking thing about his face was that it bared a striking resemblance to someone Eligor knew, but he couldn't place who.
The fight looked to be even. The large man look swings at the enemy, but the boy was far too fast, and cut into him with little trouble. The woman struck at the boy with a flurry of slashes, but couldn't get past his defense. One misstep with her footing left the woman open, allowing the boy to cleave into her arm and force her to drop her weapon.
However, she was saved by the final slayer stepping in, and punching the boy back. The child attempted to plunge his katana into the man's unprotected back, and unexpectedly, it bounced off without leaving a scratch. The man then retaliated by beating the boy down with his bare hands.
The child was battered extensively, but his stamina wouldn't allow him to stop his killing spree. With a final kick, the man knocked the katana out of the child's hands. The boy ran to get it imediately, which left him open to a sealing spelled prepared by the woman.
The boy was trapped in a bubble of magic. And now, without his weapon, he was beginning to feel weak. He laid down on the ground and looked up at the three slayers that had defeated him.
"I don't think there is anything I can do for him," the woman said. The synching up of their minds had allowed Eligor to understand whatever language they were speaking. "At this point, his urge to kill is too powerful. He will seek out that cursed sword until the end of time"
"Then there is but one thing left to do," The man said stepping forward. He put his hands together, and a hole ripped open under the boy. He began to fall, until he was down in the hellish grounds of the entrance to hell.
"Wakey wakey. Time for your first report solider"
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"Oh, and what exactly does leaving a strung out vampire in someone's garden hope to achieve? Do the owners grow garlic? Have they a penchant for sharp pieces of wood?" He snickered, "I doubt one vampire is enough to bring the demon community crumbling to it's knees."
"One vampire? Nope. Wont even make a dent. She'll probably only take down one...at most 3 guys before they knock her out. But the 200 or so army of then that comes afterwards will be one hell of a sight for anyone around to see it. There's always more to it than what you see"
While she talked, Elizer could feel a slight pain in his abdomen. It felt like something was pressing out from the inside, though the pain was subtle as the moment.
Rebecca, meanwhile, drove them through the portal, this time ending up back at the DICE garage. She parked back in her original spot and laid back in the seat.
"Well. That's your first official mission over with. And no one that we care about got hurt"
___________________________________________________________________________
The first memory Eligor dug up was the one that played over and over again in the boy's head the most.
The scene was a holy chaotic and bloody one. The boy walked through a town. It looked very basic. Likely from a feudal period. Bodies of slaughtered victims laid scattered about, and flames consumed several of the wooden homes.
Just as the boy sunk his katana into another fleeing woman, a group of humans came walking into the town. The first was a red haired female with a large spear. The second was a gigantic man that stood over every house he passed, and was equally as wide. A kanabo was worn over his back
The final one was the most interesting. He wore no armor, and carried no weapon. The most striking thing about his face was that it bared a striking resemblance to someone Eligor knew, but he couldn't place who.
The fight looked to be even. The large man look swings at the enemy, but the boy was far too fast, and cut into him with little trouble. The woman struck at the boy with a flurry of slashes, but couldn't get past his defense. One misstep with her footing left the woman open, allowing the boy to cleave into her arm and force her to drop her weapon.
However, she was saved by the final slayer stepping in, and punching the boy back. The child attempted to plunge his katana into the man's unprotected back, and unexpectedly, it bounced off without leaving a scratch. The man then retaliated by beating the boy down with his bare hands.
The child was battered extensively, but his stamina wouldn't allow him to stop his killing spree. With a final kick, the man knocked the katana out of the child's hands. The boy ran to get it imediately, which left him open to a sealing spelled prepared by the woman.
The boy was trapped in a bubble of magic. And now, without his weapon, he was beginning to feel weak. He laid down on the ground and looked up at the three slayers that had defeated him.
"I don't think there is anything I can do for him," the woman said. The synching up of their minds had allowed Eligor to understand whatever language they were speaking. "At this point, his urge to kill is too powerful. He will seek out that cursed sword until the end of time"
"Then there is but one thing left to do," The man said stepping forward. He put his hands together, and a hole ripped open under the boy. He began to fall, until he was down in the hellish grounds of the entrance to hell.
