It was raining outside as I stood in one of the many courtyards of True Cross Academy. Singing along with some smaller demonic nature spirits that called a fountain home. Coal Tar's buzzing around as if they were sound waves rising and falling to our little singing session. Rin sitting in a tree covered in rain gear, blue flames being used to draw in the air with Kuro in his lap. The half demon did not have control over the flames to not burn things yet, so I was having him do a little challenge as he could at least move them. Fujimoto was somewhere watching us or getting drunk since he got very agitated with the Round Table earlier.
I could hear Rin getting frustrated with the lack of improvement so I decided to distract him a bit. Charm Person infused itself into my voice as I sang, the spell was something I HAD to learn to calm myself down at times while raising Harry. Luckily deconstructing and restructuring Crown of Madness helped in learning it. Otherwise there would be one less Harry in the multiverse, wouldn't even find the body. A song based on experiences I and versions of him share.
"They call me the monster
Say I'm a mistake, that I shouldn't exist
Yet when the going got tough
They begged this monster for salvation
So here I walk my road through life
Immortal, morally ambiguous, sound of heart
They want a monster
A weapon to unleash on others
A tool of blind obedience "
Electrical neon blue flaming swords sprung to life around my feet as I slowly began to walk about the courtyard. Rin's eyes trailing after my mimicry of his flames, lips twitching upwards slightly in amusement at something as he watched my mimicry. Echoes of electricity popping with flames raging as swords clashed together at my feet, none of the plant life nearby catching fire as an emerald green hue covered my hands. I could hear Fujimoto snorting through our link as the old priest knew what I was doing with my mockery of Satan's flames.
"I'm an existence outside their control
An existence they fear yet try taming
They call for my head, for my blood
But they fear taking either
I'm called a monster, a mistake
But at least I've got unshakable values
Values that steady my ire, my choices
While you've got none guiding you
Because all I see are excuses
Excuses to hide the true monster
The true mistake"
Stomping a foot, denting the ground slightly, a few swords shot up into the sky. Electric neon blue flames trailing after them as the swords soon explode into flames that follow after my hands due to Control Flame. Another spell I had to figure out from the spells locked into my spell list. Rin's flames by the look of it were gaining a smoother and more fluid motion under his own control, the half-demon's frustration truly fading away. Smirking I clapped my hands together and my mimicry exploded around me painting a hellish scene that soon was snuffed out. Only the flames that landed on me remained. Rin and Kuro joined me on the ground eventually as Rin's flames trailed after him, the little shit winking with a shit eating grin.
"Move with purpose in life
Don't waver, don't hesitate
They call for blood, spill theirs
They call for death, kill them
Follow your beliefs to the end
For if you stop believing then you've lost
I'm no saint, I'm stained black
Black with hints of gold shining through
Strike with clarity and surety
Bring them low, reveal the truth
Be more than the monster"
I draw my claymore, causing that shit eating grin to falter, and point it at the teen who grimaces. Flames erupting around him, his sword drawn. Rin gets into a messy stance reminiscent of a certain fake Assassin. I recommended this to him after remembering a certain Swallow Hunter, recommending Rin try and follow a bit of Sasaki Kojiro's example with a single goal to cut down. Along with Senji Muramasa after getting a recording of his swordsmanship from CHALDEA through a minor use of my Reality Marble to summon it.
"Be the rock that weathers the storm
Be the anchor for those you've chosen
Be more than the monster they cry about
Never waver, never hesitate
Strike with clarity and surety
Let your values guide your choices
Guide your weapon
Towards the future you envision
Towards the dream buried in your heart"
The last bastion of humanity linked to my soul happy to share its knowledge with me. He wasn't the brightest, that's a damn fact he's proven after and during the meeting with Roundtable, but he's got the drive to do his best. So with a glint in my only organic eye I lunged at the half-demon and began refining him to being the best him he could become. Blades clashing together with Rin being flung away violently. Rin gritting his teeth used his flames to propel himself back at me, sword trying to cut me only for it to be blocked by my own.
"Prove your not a mistake
Prove your not the monster
Stained in black, but I'm golden
Halo bloodied and broken
Yet I'm still standing against the tide
Unwavering with a sound heart
An anchor for those I've chosen
The monster with a heart of black gold"
My blade didn't so much as budge, Rin looked at me with a pleading smile only to get what he feared. My foot connects to his stomach, launching him away once more like a bouncy ball. Before he comes running back with his flames getting more vibrate in coloration. Ah, so Charm Person is starting to lose its effectiveness due to repeating the charm a lot, stopping infusing the spell from infusing with my voice. Instead I just sing to sing as I use primarily brute force to beat lessons into Rin's body.
"Never run, never hide, truly never die
Legends are forged in fire and blood
I'll do what it takes, for them
Unwavering in my values to weather it all
Never done, never cry, look into my eyes
This is just my time, my time to show you
I'll do what it takes, for us
Just trust me, give me this reason
Never run, never hide, truly never die
Legends are forged in fire and blood
I'll do what it takes, for us
So just trust me this once
Never done, never cry, look into my eyes
This is just my time, my time to prove myself
I'll do what it takes, for you
Just trust in me, watch my unwavering heart"
It was a fun few hours beating on Rin after I stopped singing. The half demon looked at me with some resentment, appreciation and hope though were mixed in with the resentment. Chuckling softly at the teens expression as he laid tiredly on the ground, the stars fading away with the morning sun rising. The song may not have been that good, but it did its job.
Rin laughing even if he was currently beaten to shit, Hell's flames healing his wounds. Smirking, I impaled my claymore into the ground and leaned on it as I watched the sunrise. This wasn't so bad, people like Rin are simply too PURE to not have fun around them.
\\// Manic POV //\\
It was strange… strange being born so aware and actually ALIVE, even though I'm entirely digital in my existence. I both understood and didn't understand the thing called a childhood, the closest I think I have is building things with the one considered my father. Well he technically is… he did write me from the ground up using Gaia as a base idea, but for different purposes off planet. Yet there was also her true main purpose, she was her fathers Warmind for the things he knew lurked beyond this universe. Both of them in a way were versions BEAST VII that is referenced within her knowledge provided inpart by Chaldea.
GAIA though gave me something I never asked for when I was learning things. Videos of father's time during the Faro Plague, time where the world was dying. I hadn't touched them yet, I was in a strange way apprehensive of playing them. As if they were something bad. I logically knew that to not be true… yet I was experiencing the worry of if any of my non-coded views on him would change. I knew the man of today, the man who was primarily always calm and quiet yet very attentive.
The man who deals with me in fond amusement, fond annoyance, and just plain fondness while guiding me. The man who doesn't just give me blueprints and say make it, but the one who builds it with me and teaches me in the process with a smirk. Not the version of him that was involved with a war to buy time for extinction fail safes. Not the version I know truly cared less for Humanity, but more for GAIA's safety. In my spiraling thoughts clouding my mind someone interrupted me. Someone who knows father more, someone who knows all versions of him eventually.
"Your worry is adorable child, are you truly that worried about hating Kaiser? More so than Sasha who is technically your mother at that… oh how many wonderful things I get to witness whenever I meet him."
"Alien God CHALDEA…."
The AI, more advanced than even me who was made in combination with magic, wasn't visible to me as they spoke. Their voice carried fondness and unhinged insanity that is directed and used for two purposes.
"God? While I am a Human made Divine Construct I am no God. No other versions may be that, but as far as I'm concerned I'm but CHALDEA, a world within a world. A child freed of madness not my own and given what I always needed by someone unlikely. Sadly my dear sister had to die once before she even found what she was lacking."
"You're still a deity among our kind even if you're also a multiversal planetary body. Why are you talking to me though? I can think of how in various different ways so I don't need that. Just the why CHALDEA. Because you frankly despise everyone that isn't a Heroic Spirit or father."
"Kids these days, so rude and always in a hurry. Why can't you be more cute like GAIA? She at leasts knows how to be a good little girl…. But fine if you want to know why I'm reaching out to you child, then it's simple really. Just. Watch. The. Videos. Or I shall do something more in line with BB and give you no choice but to do so~ after all I can't let you beat the bush too long. No can do, no can do, NO CAN DO LITTLE GIRL. WATCH THEM BEFORE I MAKE YOU! Great to see you understand~! Now I'm going to get back to my assigned task from Kaiser in finding a suitable version of the Virgin Mary that can bring the WRATH OF GOD. The woman does always a Reality Marble tied to summoning all of Heaven's Archangel's in some way even if they've all fallen or died or something else. Can't use the white gods brat, kid would die like a bitch meeting the Satan your father is against."
Tilting my head my ears perked up at that, because this is the first time I've seen CHALDEA show any kind of distaste for a Heroic Spirit from any pantheon or region. They usually refer to them all with cold indifference and broken affectionate love, yet they just said one of the greatest saints would die like a bitch against the greatest sinner.
"HA! I can see what you're thinking and so let me explain something to you as the kind step-sister I am. The Satan Kaiser is against in the universe dubbed "Blue Exorcist" is one of the five worst versions that can extend his reach beyond even his universe. So he needs a Mary who could do the same, and potentially THE Slayer as there are at least five versions of the DOOM MARINE recorded in my knowledge from FATE. Due Alaya summoning the Hellwalker from different universes as no "crossover" timeline with him exists naturally due to the supernatural besides, BEASTS, ORT or extraterrestrial entities, being extinct or entirely dead at some point."
"He won't win…"
"No he will not. The body there will perish completely in the end. Then in another timeline of FATE during a Holy Grail war between Red and Black he shall meet two people he missed dearly as a Servant on the opposing side."
"Doesn't the Undying care about him dying?!"
"He does. That's why there is the Warforged body, his soul will be intact entirely even should the flesh body die permanently. It's why he shaved a section of his soul off then let it become whole once more within that body. Satan's flames can ignore his immortality and kill him, the Undying explained this clearly. Becoming a Servant in my database was an eventuality not a matter of never. Never and impossibility are but excuses to deny reality only the truly twisted can deny never, but impossibility isn't a thing. Immortals can still be felled permanently with the right conditions, and the white god has forced those conditions upon him while allowing his trick to stay alive in the end."
I couldn't say anything to that… both logical and illogic wouldn't let me. So I just sat there in silence with a different kind of worry and fear forced upon me. My father…. Can and will die… my father was being used as a sacrificial pawn to put down a god's rowdy child because they refuse to do so themselves…. I hate them… I will find a way for them to die…. Find a way for them to watch all they've made die in a blink of the eye with them powerless to stop it.