[Hmmmmm? Why did her soul change color??? Did I actually absolve her?!] Jack wondered as he watched the, now, dark royal purple ball quiver in his palm.

"My Lord! Give me a body! Show me your foes!" Joan's voice equally quivered...

[Why does she sound a lot like Jordan???]

"You don't want to change your last name to Lightborn, do you?" Jack asked hesitantly.

"I have no desire! That is... Unless my lord wishes for me to change my name!!!" Joan replied with more zeal.

[Whoa, there... Joan has kicked up to eleven.]

"That will not be necessary."

"A body my lord! I need a new body! Anybody! As long as it has one head, two arms, and two legs, I can use it to murder anyone that darkens the doors of Deagoth!"

[Hmmmm... How do undead get bodies?] Jack finally hit a question he one time wondered while holding that undead child.

"I need to put you back in your Soul Jar for now. I will give you a body soon." Jack replied.

"Yes! Yes, my lord, I will PERSONALLY, take my axes, and go on a crusade through our enemy kingdom's myself, and shove it down the throats of every single one of their PATHETIC! FUCKING! HERETIC! HIDES! DROWNING THEM IN THEIR OWN BLACK BLOOD FOR YOUR GLORY MY LORD!!!" Joan screamed in zeal and bloodlust, her soul buzzing with the want and the need to bring glory to her, now accepted, God-King.

[WHOA! WHOA! WHOA...! Over the top! Way too over the top! I'm now starting to regret what I've done...] Jack thought, as he put her back into her Soul Jar, and created a golden seal over the Jar to prevent her from leaving or escaping, though...

[I could leave her out, but I don't want her to steal someone else's body and go rampage... I think it's time to go to the Library.]

"Calm yourself, for now, Warmarshal Joan. There will be time for war... I also believe I have a friend for you. She likes war, as well."

The Jar reverberated with Joan's voice, "I do not like war! I love war!"

"Oh, you guys are going to be best friends." Jack patted the Jar.

With a wave of his hand, the jar was bound in gold chains and latched to his sash that secured his ropes. He held his hand out to his Femur Ferula, as it snapped to his hand, and grabbed up his Laptop.

Jack floated out of his office and down the Corridor to his Court Room for the second time today, though now it was nearing evening time where most of the undead would go home after work.

Jack had heard Leslie refer to mentally messaging people at the same time, and thought he would give it a try today, as he thought of it like group chat from his last life.

[Lucius, Leslie, Emily, I'm leaving the Palace for a little while. I'm going to the Library of Saigunrai] Jack spoke to all three while deciding that since he could fly, he would just casually go over and check it out... How hard would it be to find it from the sky?

[[What?]] Lucius and Leslie both responded at the same time, their voices overlapping.

[Oh geez... This is what Leslie deals with?] Jack tried to pull the voices apart with his mind.

[Okay.] Emily responded. It seemed she was distracted.

Jack then mentally messaged only Lucius and Leslie, [What's the problem?] Jack stood in the Court Room.

[You need an escort!] Lucius messaged loudly.

[Lucius...? Is that you?] Leslie could be heard asking.

[Leslie? Aren't I talking to my lord?]

[Yes, you are both talking to me. Why do I need an escort...] Jack questioned?

[How can we both hear each other?] Lucius asked.

[I don't know... God-King...] Jack shrugged as if Lucius and Leslie could see him. He found that if anything was the most useful to him, it was explaining anything strange he did with just the two words... God-King.

[Right, my lord.] Lucius spoke again.

[Jack, let someone escort you. You can't just walk or fly or whatever you want to go out.]

[Who can hurt me?] Jack wondered now that he had his powerful God-Soul.

[No... People will hurt themselves for you, my lord.] Lucius replied.

[I don't follow.]

[Remember you are a god among undead... What would happen if their god just casually showed up?]

[Hmmmm...? Oh... OH...!] Jack mused and then seen what they were talking.

[Right... Let's get you, someone, to escort you. We should inform Warmarshal Verruca. In fact, we should get Warmarshal Verruca to escort you.] Lucius continued.

[No. Let her rest. I know who I will get. Thank you, Lucius.] Jack broke the connection with Lucius, leaving only Leslie.

[It's only me and you now Leslie.]

[Yeah, you need to let me know when you group us all together... I didn't even know that could be done, though...] Leslie mused to Jack.

[I didn't either until I tried.]

[God-King?] Leslie asked.

[Right, God-King.]

[That's become really convenient for you.] Leslie giggled.

[Found me out, huh?]

[Yeah, but I don't dislike it.]

[I'm going to ask Warmarshal Chaoshood to clear the area and allow my entry. If I'm not mistaken her family owns and operates the Library.]

[That's true, but you might want to let Julia know.]

[I planned on it. Thanks for making sure.]

[See you tonight.] Leslie made a cute voice to message, as Jack felt the connection break.

[Who knew just visiting the damn library would be such a pain in the coccyx.] Jack mused over his next words, as he mentally messaged Verruca.

[Julia, how are you feeling?] Jack started off with, as he really did want to know.

After a few pauses, Verruca replied, [I'm doing well. Knee's in working shape, and I'll only have a small scar on my back.]

[Scar?] Jack asked...

[Yeah... Just a small one.] Julia thought about the stitches she ripped out, and the beratement she received from Doctor Hollowell, afterward.

[...At least I know who I will destroy next...] Jack thought to himself but messaged Julia as well.

[Who?]

[Oh... Jakahn... They shouldn't have scared your back.]

[You already handed true death to the person that did it.] Julia felt something stir within her.

[I can be unreasonable... I'm a god. Speaking of which, I'm going to make you a new friend.] Jack changed topics.

[Make?]

[Re-Make.]

[How???] Verruca was baffled by this idea.

Jack patted the chained soul jar on his waist, [I'm currently in possession of the soul of Warmarshal Joan, also known as Joan the Butcherer.]

[...]

[Hmmm?]

[...]

Jack could feel the connection was still there but didn't hear Verruca.

[Julia, my dear, are you still there?]

So, agitated did Verruca not notice the 'my dear,' as she decided that friends didn't refer to each other as my dear, she would have corrected Jack... but...

[JOAN THE BUTCHERER! WHY DO YOU HAVE HER SOUL!]

[Whoa there...!]

[DO YOU KNOW WHAT SHE HAD DONE! WHAT SHE CAN STILL DO! WHY DID YOU BREAK HER SEALS! BY THE CREATOR, HAVE YOU LOST YOUR COMPLETE MIND!]

[Julia... Calm down! You're almost as bad as Joan.]

[The HELL I am!]

[Well you both love war, right?]

[Wait... You talk, as if you have spoken with her.]

[I have. I absolved her of her sins, and she will come back to the fold. I need to get a new body, and I will forge her a new army. She will help Us reclaim our glory.]

[She can speak?]

[She can... This is why I bring it up. Do you want to talk to her? I think you two would get along greatly. I'm going to go to the Library, and was going to invite you to come, while I have Warmarshal Chaoshood escort me there.]

[I'll message Stephanie and make the arrangements. I'll meet you there!]

[...Okay... I'll be in my Courtroom...] Jack was helpless, as he felt the connect break...

[Does she hate Joan, or not???] Jack was baffled by Verruca's antics.

Jack opened his laptop, as it floated in front of him. He skillfully typed on the keyboard, as Tux sat in the corner of the screen watching the letters appear in the document, with amusement.

After Jack saved his document, the Courtroom entrance opened revealing Julia, and Warmarshal Chaoshood, both of which kneeled before Jack.

"None of that you two. Julia, you know better, and Warmarshal Chaoshood, you can be at ease." Jack folded the laptop back.

Stephanie replied first, "To the one that brought me back to unlife... Not even saving my unlife, but brought me back from true death... I still don't know how to repay you... I'm already married, so I can't compensate through the usual means, and my blade is already for the Kingdom..."

"It's okay. I already told you last time. Your unlife is mine, and your friendship with Julia isn't over. Let's leave it at that." Jack looked over to Verruca, who stood at her impressive height, but Jack couldn't help but notice what she was wearing.

She was wearing a black sundress on her massive frame. It oddly fit her well, with her massive muscles.

Jack tilted his head and this action cause panic within Julia.

[I knew I should have worn my fatigues! Stupid Stephanie!] She cursed in her heart.

"Warmarshal Chaoshood-"

"Please call me Stephanie... It's the little I can do considering what I owe the God-King."

"Ah... Okay... Stephanie, please wait outside for a moment, I would like to speak with Julia in private for a moment."

Stephanie about-faced, and winked to Julia, before walking out of the Courtroom, without another word.

This left Jack and Julia alone in the Court.

Jack looked up, "Holy Sentinels... Turn a blind eye for ten minutes, then return."

A loud buzzing, then a low buzzing, and then silence, as Jack felt that the Holy Sentinels obeyed begrudged and left.

"Why did you tell your Holy Sentinels to leave?" Julia raised an eyebrow.

"Because I want to see your back."

"What...?" Verruca thought she didn't hear right.

"I want to see where you are scaring."

"Is that really necessary, and I think this might be a little inappropriate, as you have two consorts." Verruca near pled.

"I won't make you, Julia, but it would greatly please me if you would listen to me."

Julia thought for a moment and then thought how best to expose her back. Her dress exposed her shoulders, but not her mid-back where the stitching was...

She gritted her teeth. She would rather go back to Zitergall, or what was left, and fight Jakahn...

[Screw it...] Julia thought within her mind, as she pulled her dress over her head exposing her, as she only wore her massive black bra and black briefs.

[I never thought about what kind of underwear she would wear, but briefs fit her.] Jack mused with his perverted thoughts, as he floated closer to Julia.

Julia quickly turned to expose her back, as Jack could see just below her bra hook and latch, was the scarred area. in the shape of a small 'X.'

"Unacceptable," Jack muttered.

Verruca drooped her head, as she heard him clearly.

Jack decided to do what he did for Warmarshal Frostgard and see if he could fix this. He left his Femur Ferula to float next to him, as he brought his right index finger and traced the scar of Verruca's back.

Verruca felt a warmth draw on her back, as she gasped.