Chapter Three: A Melancholy Reunion

The darkness of the void was something that Mukuro Hoshimiya was used to, or at least, she should be. She had sealed away her own memories, her own heart, becoming an emotionless machine that was fine living in the depths of space.

But space had stars, planets. Where ever this was, it wasn't the beautiful infinity of the cosmos.

It was dark, darker than anything could possibly be. She couldn't even make out the shape of her own hands right in front of her face.

She was a beautiful young girl of middle school age, with a voluptuous figure, golden eyes and flowing long blonde hair that reached her knees. Her Astral Dress was lilac and white in color, adorned with constellation patterns at the ends of her skirt which was divided at the edge. She wore transparent purple gloves, also engraved with constellation patterns. She wore high heel shoes that were attached to metallic greave that resemble the armor of medieval knights.

"Lovely night, isn't it?"

A voice rang throughout the endless dark void.

The dark void fade from empty blackness to a seemingly endless field of white glowing flowers, a large, red moon hung in the sky. Strangely enough, red snow gently fell from the cloudless, starless, black void of a sky.

"Thou again?" Mukuro asked.

"Who else?" The voice rang out once again. "You're always out there in the final frontier by yourself. I can only assume it gets rather lonely out here."

Mukuro looked up at the red moon in the sky.

"Thy company is not needed." She declared. "Muku believes thou hast already been told, Muku wishes to be alone."

The voice gave a rather hollow chuckle.

"Now, now, I know how you don't truly mean that."

"How wouldst thou know what Muku desires?"

The voice gave pause for a few seconds.

"Because I've done the same thing you're doing right now. To isolate yourself, to shut yourself off from everything."

"And even when thou comprehend that, thou still refuse to leave Muku be?"

"Because that's the last thing someone needs when they're hurting on the inside. Being alone isn't the answer, it'll just hurt more."

"Why dost thou keep visiting me?" She changed the subject.

From behind, a pair of scaled arms, covered in thick black mist, with large claws, wrapped gently around her waist. A pair of large, black, feathered wings wrapped around her next, they were extremely soft.

Normally, she would have already tried to kill the creature or at least get away from it.

But she had already learned that getting rid of him was a feat that not even she could achieve.

"Because I know how much you're hurting. And doing this to yourself isn't the answer. You don't deserve to be alone."

Mukuro stayed silent, as she had no response to his statement.

Even with the cold, persona she now dawned, even with her heart and memories sealed away, never to know what drove her to this.

Even with every fiber of her being telling her to say "No", she couldn't even let out a word.

She herself knew it, every logical conclusion she came to ended with the same thing. She locked away her own heart, her own memories because she was hurting on the inside.

He was right about her being lonely too.

Waking up every day to see nothing but the emptiness of space. There was a nagging feeling that something important was missing. It made her feel even more hollow.

...But having him visit her?

As frustrating as he could be, his company was...nice. It alleviated some of the loneliness.

Mukuro placed one of her hands on his arm, her fingers tracing over some of the scales.

"What...is thy name?"

It had been weeks since he started visiting her, but she had never asked him his name before.

"Shido."

Kotori sat in the commander's chair as she watched Shido walk over to the school from the Fraxinus's monitor.

She turned to Reine.

"Tell me, did my brother actually play the simulator before we started this?"

Reine blinked, then tapped a few things on her tablet.

"It says here that he's logged in about two hours into the game."

Kotori's eyes snapped open. "Two hours!? It's been a week, what in the world was that idiot doing!?"

What that idiot was doing

Shido sat upright in his chair, making extremely repetitive motions with his right hand.

Flip flip flip flip flip.

His tension and frustration grew, grew, and grew. And then...at long last...

The pages of the book stopped flipping. Now all was silent.

Shido sighed.

"Well, this book fuckin' sucks too! Jesus," he cursed. "Well, onto the next comic adaptation of Sesame Street."

He reached over, picked up the next copy from the bookstore shelf, and the pages resumed their loud noise.

Flip flip flip flip flip.

Back on the Fraxinus

Reine deadpanned, she somehow looked even more unamused than usual.

"He spent a whole week flipping through Sesame Street comics. He only bought one thing that whole week."

Kotori's eye was twitching with pure rage.

"And what did he buy?"

Reine was silent for a few seconds. "A hundred-yen bookmark."

Kotori shook with rage. "...Shido!"

Huh? I feel someone's faith in humanity sinking at rapid speeds.

Wonderful.

Welp, my sister kicked my ass out of the super awesome magic powered Heli-carrier, and now I have to go and make an overpowered magical girl fall in love with me.

All while having none of my stupidly dumb, imba, please nerf, Great One powers because my crazy ex-girlfriend reincarnated me, and I have to seal their powers inside of me to gradually get my own powers back.

Sounds like a Tuesday to me.

And now I'm at the courtyard of Raizen, where I could see the school had been half destroyed.

...And my chances of survival have gone down to 2%.

Riveting!

"Are you ready, Shido?" Kotori's voice asked from the intercom in my right ear.

"Not in the slightest." I said with a straight face.

I heard her growl. "Well, you would have been if you actually played the damn simulator!"

"Don't worry, I've played enough HuniePop to get through this."

"Shido, there are two things wrong with what you just said. First, we tried to give you an H-Game to play. HuniePop is just ecchi. Second, you haven't played HuniePop in ten years."

"First of all, HunniePop has an +18 patch! Second, how do you even know that?"

"Spying on you through various cameras," Kotori nonchalantly admitted.

"I don't remember those being set up in our house by our parents," I cautiously mentioned.

"That's because they didn't set those up," Kotori continued. "...Wait, HunniePop has a +18 patch!?"

I felt my entire childhood flash before my eyes.

"Heh, yeah it does! Also, wow, you're the most perverted sibling of all time," I said, half-realizing myself.

"Hello, pot, I'm kettle. You're a horrible influence," she scoffed back.

I wiped away a nonexistent tear from my eye.

I'm so proud.

"Just...be careful, Shido. And make sure you listen to what we say, you're in good hands." Kotori reassured.

"Yeah...in good hands. I've already seen the peanut gallery, I'm not impressed." I said bluntly.

Bad Marriage Kawagoe, who's been married five times and divorced four. That's a worse track record with romance than me, and I'm an almost thousand-year-old eldritch monstrosity.

Although, in fairness, you can't miss a shot if you've never taken a single one in your life, so…that says a lot more about me than anyone else.

Supposedly most popular with the ladies in night stores, President Mikimoto. I almost gutted him just for his title alone.

There can be only one popular guy amongst those ladies.

Nail Knocker Shiizaki, who causes misfortunes to her love rivals. She is literally a cursed yandere. Would you want to be near that? Didn't think so.

Unfortunately, I'm fucking insane and yanderes are in my strike zone.

Must. Resist. Urge. To. Hit. On. Her.

The man with one hundred brides, Dimension Breaker Nakatsugawa. I almost gutted him for his title too.

I'm the harem protagonist here! Let God strike me down if those aren't my brides by the end of this chapter. Count your remaining paragraphs, fucko.

On Probation Minowa, whose love is so deep she won't let a silly restraining order keep her five hundred meters away from her loved one. Wow, sure is yandere in here.

Where did Kotori find these people!? Did she search "whack shit" on literally any hookup app ever and then swipe right on the first four results!?

And yes, Google counts for these purposes too.

"Well, too bad, Shido, it's the best we've got." Kotori deadpanned.

"And that's what worries me." I shot back. "This is probably the best we have because no sane, competent people are going to risk themselves here, isn't it?"

"Well, obviously. You should have realized that when we picked you," Kotori, unintentionally or not, zinged me hard. "The Spirit, Tyrant, is three floors up the stairs, in the fourth classroom in front."

"...That's my class."

"Convenient. Now, go get her, tiger."

I got to my classroom pretty quickly, I took a deep breath as I opened the door.

The classroom was dyed red by the setting sun.

I saw her immediately.

She was all the way at the back of the classroom, by the desk closest to the windows.

My desk.

She stared at a random doodle that I had made on my desk with an amused smile.

The pure smile that graced her lips, along with the light of the twilight sky, it elevated her beauty into the realm of the divine.

"Huh?" She seemed to have noticed my presence, her head darted in my direction.

I was about to greet her when she casually waved her hand and a streak of black and purple light brushed my cheek.

Needless to say, the door I was holding onto, corridor windows, and everything else in the way of that energy was now smoking rubble.

I smiled. I was not happy.

"Wow, rude much?" I asked condescendingly, using my thumb to wipe away the blood on my now bleeding cheek.

Tyrant kept her hand pointed at me, marbles of dark reiryoku surrounded her elegant fingers, ready to blast holes in me at her command. Her eyes half-lidded, not in an unamused fashion, but one of coldness, grim resolve.

The eyes of someone ready to kill.

Jesus...she's been pushed this far already.

I raised my hands up slowly, trying to show her I meant no harm.

"Calm down, I'm not your enemy."

I took one step closer.

"Stop." Along with her command, a flash of light, and the floor in front of me now had a smoking hole in it.

Alright, stopping it is.

Her eyes bore into mine. "Who are you?"

"Don't answer yet," Kotori swiftly said, cutting me off. "Hold on a second."

I heard the following in my ear:

1)"I am Shido Itsuka. I came to save you!"

2)"I'm just a helpless passerby please don't kill me."

3)"Before asking for someone's name, state your own first."

After a few seconds, Kotori spoke. "Okay, Shido, go for the third option."

...What?

Are fucking serious right now?

You idiots want me to challenge the emotionally damaged, hostile girl, with superpowers that would make Bleach characters blush.

Wow, this going down south at record speeds.

I know this world is supposed to be a sort of parody of dating sims, but now is not the fucking time.

I'm going to be having some god damn words with everyone after I get this sorted out.

Thank god I resolved to just ignore damn near everything they told and get it done myself.

"My name is Shido Itsuka. I'm not your enemy, and I'm not here to hurt you."

I heard Kotori slam her fists onto the console and scream at me through the headset.

"What are you doing, you moron!? That's not what you're supposed to say!"

I grit my teeth at the loud voice from the intercom. Oh yeah, definitely having words with them after this.

Tyrant approached me, each step she took was measured, guarded, ready to blast me to swiss cheese at a moment's notice.

"...Your kind has yet to prove otherwise."

"It seems Shin's choice worked out better, her happiness isn't going up, but her more negative emotions are staying stable." Reine remarked from the intercom.

"Heh, trust me, I know. We're not all that better to each other either." I shrugged. "What can I say? People suck."

She said nothing at my snark and continued to come closer. One by one, each orb of reiryoku disappeared as it became clear that I truly did mean her no harm.

At least I hope that's what's going on.

"I... remember you." Her voice took a softer tone.

I nodded. "Yeah, we met a week ago back in town."

"...Yes." Her voice was close to a whisper. "You're the one that spoke to me that day."

For a single moment, I saw the features of her face soften, but in an instant, her expression harshened once again.

"Guh!?"

In an instant, she grabbed me by my collar and slammed me against the nearest wall. Great, I couldn't even see how fast she moved.

"Shido!" Kotori cried out in my ear.

In this state, I wasn't anywhere close to how I was in my prime as a Hunter, much less a Great One.

So, this is what it's like to be truly human again, to coming face to face against things no mortal has the right to back from alive.

How irritating.

How nostalgic.

Shing!

And now her sword was pressed against my neck too. Great.

"Woah, princess, calm down now, no need to get so hasty." I said as casually as I could.

"If I recall, you said that you had no intention of hurting me," her soft pink eyes with white irises peered out menacingly from between her forelocks. "But now I know that was a lie. Why else would you be here if not to kill me?"

I didn't say anything, not because she was right. But because I wasn't focusing on her words, as beautiful as her voice was, it was like static in the background.

It was her eyes that had my attention.

Those were the eyes of someone who had lost hope. The eyes of a person who had given up.

I knew because I have those eyes.

And now I have them looking back at me.

I... I can't stand those eyes. No one should ever have to lose hope in their lives.

It was in that moment that a resolve burned in my heart.

That I resolved to erase those eyes from her, to erase that hopelessness, and fill them with nothing but joy.

No one deserves to have those kinds of eyes.

No one but me. I'm the one who failed everyone after all.

"I promise you, I'm not here to hurt you." I said sincerely.

Her eyes widened, taken aback by the somber expression my face took.

"Are...you serious?" She questioned, the words awkwardly flowing from her lips as if they were foreign.

I nodded. "I promise."

She stared into my eyes for almost a full minute before she hesitantly let me go.

Just before she pulled her away, a drop of blood from the cut on my cheek fell onto her hand.

In that instant, she grew deathly still. Her eyes, for the quickest of moments, glazed over, as if in a trance.

Then, before I could even process what was happening.

Slice!

My blood was dripping from her sword. There was a deep, clean cut in my torso.

"...W-What?"

This human promised that he wouldn't hurt her, that he wouldn't reject her.

He came to her of his own will, not even a hint of fear on his face. He didn't spout curses or call her a monster.

He came to her with open arms.

Perhaps...maybe she could trust him.

Slowly, ever so slowly, she began to remove her grip on his collar.

Just then a drop of blood from his cheek fell onto her hand.

...Drip.

Bloodborne OST - Lullaby for Mergo

The sound echoed in her ears.

That was strange, a single drop of blood hardly makes a sound, much less a sound that loud.

What in the world was that?

Her eye widened as she realized something.

She wasn't in that strange building anymore. It was a city, but one very different from the city she always seemed to appear in.

This new city was, ironic, rather old fashioned looking. The word "gothic" came to the forefront of her mind.

This sudden change in location made her heart beat furiously in her chest.

"What is this...?"

"Prepare yourself for the worst. There are no humans left. They're all flesh-hungry beasts, now."

The Spirit couldn't pinpoint where the voice came from. It was as if the voice came from nowhere and everywhere all at once.

The world around her wrapped once again.

It seemed as if she was deeper into the city.

A town square perhaps?

It was night now, the full moon hanging in the sky.

A horrid stench hit her nose, it smelled as if something was rotting. It was so overwhelming it made her nauseous.

Then she saw it, the bodies.

Bodies everywhere.

They were just everywhere, on the streets, impaled on fences, hanging on roof-tops. Every one of them, mutilated, mangled, burned, in every conceivable way.

Blood flowed down the corpse ridden streets as if it had been raining the crimson life of countless people.

The sight was pure unfiltered carnage.

The Spirit felt her heart stop in her chest.

Her pupils shrunk, taking shaking steps backwards, she began to hyperventilate.

Never had she seen such a cruel, sadistic, inhuman act such as this.

Then came a sound, a low groaning sound, like someone in horrible pain.

A body was flung from the right side of her vision into a horse-drawn carriage in the left side of the town square.

The carriage held up well, and surprisingly, the person violently thrown at it as well.

Then came the footsteps. They were almost...menacing in how they echoed loudly through the silent city.

She saw a figure come out of a nearby alley.

It was a man, that much was obvious at first glance.

He wore a long black coat and a strange hat, in his hands was an odd-looking saw-like blade and a pistol, a much older looking one than those used by her usual attackers.

The Spirit focused on the man's face.

W-Wait, that can't be right, isn't that the same human, Shido if recalled his name correctly?

His steps were measured, it seemed like an unconscious effort, as if he'd done this countless times.

The way he carried himself was completely different from how he was before. If wasn't for the fact his face wasn't hidden, she wouldn't have even suspected him to be the same person.

Shido walked down a small flight of stairs his brown eyes lacked the light she had seen in them, they weren't dead, just cold. So very cold.

His stride didn't end until he was in front of the same man he threw across the town square.

"...H-Help me." The man pleaded. "...Oh God, someone help me!"

Shido pressed the barrel of his pistol against the man's forehead.

"Shido, sto-"

Bang!

"...We are born of the blood, made men by the blood, undone by the blood. Our eyes are yet to open...Fear the old blood."

Another voice, another change.

The sky had changed once again.

The town was gone, there was nothing left, nothing except an endless ocean of blood that she was somehow standing on. The moon had turned blood red in color and the sky was pitch black.

"Hm hm hm ha ha ha... Dear oh dear, what was it? The Hunt? The Blood? Or the horrible Dream?"

This time there was a source for the voice. It was behind her.

The Spirit turned around quickly, brandishing her Demon King, Nahemah, ready to strike down who would dare to sneak up on her.

Only for her readiness to do battle turn to sheer disgust and horror at what laid before her.

A mountain of flesh and bodies. People, animals, monsters that not even her most horrible of nightmares could conjure, and he stood at the top.

Blood practically drenching his body, a scythe that gleamed menacingly in the light of that abominable moon.

His brown eyes had turned as red as the blood around her.

Those eyes were just as cold as they were before, but now, those eyes were looking right at her.

She held her breath unknowingly, somewhere in her mind she concluded that this...thing could end her life at the slightest incitement.

The Spirit gulped.

"S-Shido…?"

Black flames consumed Shido, the flames spread through to the corpses and consumed them within seconds.

The flames must have turned the bodies to ashes within seconds since she couldn't smell the scent of burning flesh.

Woosh!

A pair of gargantuan black, feathered wings, spread themselves, dispersing the black flames.

The sheer wind pressure from this forced the Spirit to cover her eyes.

Once the wind calmed down, she opened her eyes, only to notice the world had changed once again.

The ocean of blood had changed into a seemingly endless field of white glowing flowers. Red snow gently fell from the cloudless, starless, black void of a sky.

But none of that mattered.

All she could focus on was the being in front of her.

Red eyes, burning eyes shaped like warped lightning bolts stared back at her. Its long, lipless maw was lined with rows of razor-sharp teeth. Its wings were massive enough to block out the sky itself. It's a body shaped in the form of a western dragon, but seemingly made of black flames.

It was too big to be real, just one of its claws dwarfed the Spirit in size.

It was only now that she realized that she was shaking in absolute terror at the being before her.

The unholy creature leaned down until its head was mere meters away from her.

It opened its mouth

"...I am Kalameet."

The voice that came from the being sounded as if thousands upon thousands of voices were overlapped on top of each other.

The Spirit shut her eyes as tightly as she could, she raised up her blade and brought it down onto the creature's head.

Slice!

She opened her eyes.

"...W-What?"

It was a voice, a normal voice.

Shido's voice.

...Drip.

She was back in that odd room with Shido like she was in the beginning.

...Drip.

There was a large, bleed cut on his torso, all the way from his shoulder to his hip.

...Drip.

Blood, his blood, dripped from her sword.

...Drip.

His brown eyes looked back at hers in shock.

For a split second, his form changed to that of the other Shido from the strange place.

The moment she saw those cold eyes looking back at her…

Slice!

"Argh!"

Shido coughed up blood this time.

The Spirit had cut deeper than the first time.

Blood from the new wound splatter onto the floor, walls, and even her.

She jumped back a dozen meters away from Shido, her arms were shaking violently in fear, but she managed to still keep it pointed at Shido.

Shido, now using one arm to put pressure on his wounds, tried to reach out to her with the other.

"Stop!" She shouted.

The Spirit shot a bolt of reiryoku near the side of his head.

"D-Don't dare move another inch closer!"

At first, there was confusion in his expression, but now, there was bitter understanding.

"I see..." he leaned against the wall, his eyes struggling to stay open. "The ancient echoes within my blood reached you. Heh...how...deplorable. To see...even control of that...slip from me."

Shido hacked up blood one more time before he finally collapsed, unconscious.

"W-Why didn't he fight back?" She questioned in her mind. "He didn't even make an effort to avoid any of my attacks!"

The Spirit had so many questions.

What was that place?

What was that other Shido?

What was that giant monster?

But the only answer she received was countless bullets breaking through the windows of the strange building she was in.

Just like always though, bullets weren't a match for her reiryoku barrier, nothing came close to touching her as she saw the same group of humans that had always tried to kill her return once again.

"Alright, girls, we've got the freak cornered, this time she won't escape. Make sure Tyrant is surrounded properly."

An irritating, familiar voice made itself known.

The Spirit hated this one in particular.

She hovered in the air with one of those strange suits. She had short blonde hair and tan skin. An ugly scar went down one of her hazel eyes.

"Yes, commander Minerva!"

They called Tyrant again, she hated that name.

That was no name, it was an insult.

She hated this! She hated fighting for her life every time she entered the world! She hated that even her own kind wished for her demise!

She has had enough!

No more mercy!

Her arms, steady now that anger had overtaken fear, she held Nahemah in a white-knuckled grip.

She channeled seemingly limitless amounts of dark reiryoku into her blade, ready to send these ignorant fools to oblivion.

"Stop, already!" Shido yelled.

"Let go!" She growled as she tried to pull her arm back, but to her surprise, Shido was a lot stronger than he looked.

"No," He said sternly. "You two start fighting, and you'll drag millions of innocent lives into chaos, there's no going back after that."

She scowled and look at the ruined asphalt. "Then what do I do?"

She hesitated.

If she fought these people unrestrained...countless lives would be lost in the crossfire.

...But then again, what did she care?

These people had done nothing but attack her unprovoked! Her own kind had tried to murder her in cold blood!

Then why the hell should she give a damn!?

They brought this on themselves!

So, what in the world was she hesitating for!?

She glanced at Shido's unconscious form, blood pooling underneath him.

Her eyes darted back and forth from Shido to the one they called Minerva as she bit her lip in frustration.

"Remember, show no mercy!" Minerva shouted as they all pointed their firearms at her.

The Spirit made her choice.

She flipped her gripped on her Demon King and stabbed it into the floor, the subsequent blast of reiryoku obliterating the foundation of the building, sending it collapsing into the earth.

The collapse of the building and the large blast of reiryoku created a sizable smokescreen spanning a few kilometers.

A chorus of voices rang out in the middle of the chaos she had created.

"What!?"

"Where is she!?"

"I can't get a visual!"

"Dammit!"

She grabbed the unconscious Shido by the back of his blazer and flew off quickly.

Her attackers none the wiser as she escaped the scene.

She landed onto the roof of an old looking, abandoned building near the edge of the city, mountains could be seen close by. She easily broke into the building and laid Shido's body down flat on his back in one of the many empty rooms.

She sighed as she slumped against one of the walls of the room.

She felt exhausted and drained from the ordeal she had to go through today.

Hell, she barely reacted when, right before her eyes, Shido's wounds were engulfed in blue flames and healed as if nothing happened.

"Differently, power similar to my own." she thought.

The Spirit hugged her knees to her chest.

The cold eyes of the other Shido wouldn't leave her mind.

"Just what in the world is happening...?"

Chapter End.

Omake

Kotori sat in the commander's chair as she watched Shido walk over to the school from the Fraxinus's monitor.

She turned to Reine.

"Tell me, did my brother actually play the simulator before we started this?"

Reine blinked, then tapped a few things on her tablet.

"It says here that he's logged in about two hours into the game."

Kotori's eyes snapped open. "Two hours!? It's been a week, what in the world was that idiot doing!?"

What that idiot was doing

Shido sat upright in his chair, making extremely repetitive motions with his right hand.

Flip flip flip flip flip.

His tension and frustration grew, grew, and grew. And then...at long last...

The pages of the book stopped flipping. Now all was silent.

Shido sighed.

"Well, this book fuckin' sucks too! Jesus," he cursed. "Well, onto the next isekai harem light novel series."

He reached over, picked up the next copy from the bookstore shelf, and the pages resumed their loud noise.

Flip flip flip flip flip.

Back on the Fraxinus

Reine deadpanned, she somehow looked even more unamused than usual.

"He spent a whole week flipping through generic, pandering-to-teenage-boys harem light novels. He only bought one thing that whole week."

Kotori's eyes were twitching with pure rage.

"Why is he looking at other waifus when I'm right here!?" She yelled. "Also, what the hell did he buy!?"

Reine sighed. "A body pillow of Darkness from Konosuba."

Kotori's eyes lit a flame, as her Astral Dress materialized and Camael formed in her hands.

"...Shido!"

In a flash of blue light, Kotori was teleported out of the ship.

"Reine, where did you send her?" Kyouhei asked.

Reine pointed back up to the monitor.

They could see Kotori running after Shido with her giant flame axe.

"Get back here, Shido!"

Shido held to body pillow close to himself as if holding onto a lifeline.

"No, not my waifu!"

All members of the Fraxinus's crew started at the scene unfolding before them with hollow gazes.

"We're all going to die, aren't we?" A random officer said.

Reine wished she could say otherwise.

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