《Battlefield Restart (Old Version)》Side Story: The Arcane Devils Apostle (Deleted Draft)
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In a blank space that was empty and lifeless was a man dressed in a weird costume that seemed to be made specifically for a court jester of a royal palace. In his face was a smiling mask that seemed eerily satanic, he casually sat on a chair in front of me, then waved his hand in front of my eyes as if to wake me up from my stupor.
"Congratulations, you have just been born, how do you feel?" The weird genderless costumed doll asks with a strange laugh. No matter what he did, a feeling of rejection arose in my heart, it was as if his very existence was something that my entire being naturally rejects. My heart was in chaos as I tried to figure out where I was and... who I was... my own identity.
"Who am I?" After a deathly silence that lasted what was seemingly an eternity, I clenched my teeth and ask.
"You are... Hmm, are you sure you're unable to remember?" The jester annoying asks back. He seemed to be amused by my hearts confusion.
"I don't remember at all." I answer him with a glare. The ill-feelings I felt towards him increased every second.
"You're so damn cute~ To think that you forgot that you were 'born' at this very moment. You are merely a Chimera I created by mixing together multiple beings that have been somehow crossing into that world called Sphera. You're nothing but an animal, a dog I created for fun, don't you feel despair?" The jester laughs creepily as he informed my origins.
"Nope. So that's why I was created, it's so surprising, so what now?" I answer blandly. Things like the reason for my existence didn't really matter, now that I'm here, the only thing I want to do is follow my primal instincts.
"What?!" The jester suddenly stopped laughing and exclaims in disbelief.
"I'm sleepy, so I'm going to sleep, let me rest for a bit." I say lazily before going to sleep. I ignore the weird jester that was trying to wake me and allow my consciousness to fade. When I awoke I found that the weird jester was able to regain his previous composure.
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"You seem happy now." I say while looking at the weird jesters unchanging smiling mask, but in truth, not one part of me cared about his thoughts one bit.
"I've decided to make you my apostle since you're really interesting. You're the only being that I was unable to induce with despair. So here's a reward being able to win against me." He said as he pointed at a door beside him.
"Liar, you just want me to find myself something precious so that you can take it away, how cruel." I retort without even thinking about the fact that he could erase me with a single sway of his finger. It's not like I'm suicidal or anything, it's just that I don't feel any attachment to life, since dying would be a deep sleep anyway.
"Do you want to take the chance I'm giving you or not?" Even though the jesters mask was smiling, his voice seemed very annoyed, it seems my words were spot on. A rumbling sound could be heard from my stomach as I feel the sensation of 'hunger'.
"There's probably food through that door, so I'm going, is there anything else you need?" I ask pretentiously.
"There's a guy I want you to kill, his meat is very delicious, so go forth and devour him. If you don't I'll erase you from existence. After all, something like that would be easy to do for I, the Arcane Devil." The weird jester ordered before pushing me through the door. I feel my body becoming lighter as it descended towards the ground. I look under me and found that I was falling from the high place in the sky.
Oh, it seems I'll die if I don't do something to protect myself, but what to do? I don't have wings, nor am I able to glide, my humanoid body is very stupidly made. That Arcane God guy should have gave me wings or something amazing, why did he have to make me look so normal. Honestly, it would have been amusing if I had something like ten eyes, four arms or seven ears. Wait, why am I getting distracted? What I should be doing now is finding a way to survive.
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Oh, too late now, my body smashed into the ground before creating a giant crater. I feel a lack of pain as my entire body turned to paste, and at the end of it all, I was still able to miraculously survive. The shattered bones and flesh formed together to make my body once more, but I realised that something wasn't quite right. When I got to my feet I saw another devilishly handsome guy who looked just like myself.
"Who are you?" I ask. He looked at me the same way as I did with confusion.
"I seem to be you." The guy comes up with an answer after some thought.
"Great, it's nice to meet myself, let's go find something to eat." I nod my head and accept the facts. It seems that I gained some kind of ability after exiting that lifeless space, it's feels very amusing, so I couldn't help but look around for some food to celebrate as a result. I look at the green 'grass' that was under my feet. Why I know the name of the plant was something I didn't bother to understand, but my curiosity of how it tasted like was picked, yet after taking a bite I spat the grass out of my mouth in disdain.
I looked around at the lush world around me and tried to experiment with more organism. The other self of mine followed my lead and started looking for some delicious food, but nothing other than trees could be found. When I finally decided to give up and go to sleep, a humanoid that looked part dog suddenly came into my view. He looked at me in confusion along with the other armed people he was traveling with. Oh, now that I look at him closely, there's something about him that makes my mouth salivate.
"Food..." I mutter to myself next to me.
"Food..." He repeats back. A savage smile appeared on my face as I instinctively prepare for battle, a purple glow of energy covered my entire body as I moved forward, the other me copied my attack pattern while he roared. He charged forward with reckless abandonment in hunger.
The party of warriors react fast and swing their swords at my silhouette. A sword cleaves my body in half, but I didn't feel pain, instead I felt annoyed because I couldn't eat anything with a broken body. The other me who charged even less cautiously seemed to be in a better position. The weapons that hit his body merged into him and turned into symbiotic weapons that were able to be controlled consciously.
The warriors that attacked him fell into confusion, but he didn't let them retreat as he cut them to ribbons, good job! As my body once again reformed I wanted to eat the food he hunted by sharing it with him reluctantly, but fate seemed to be against me as my body split into two and formed another handsome devil who looked just like me. You know what, I'm not sharing the food with you lot, you lot can just run around and find some clothes instead. I'll fight anyone who steals my meat! Oy! Don't start yet! I want it!
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