《Agalma》volume 2 chapter 1
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"Land ho!" i heard Remiel call over like the captain of a old school vessel. The trip here had been comfortable. Clearly Remiel spent time thinking about everything we needed, not that it was a very long considering it was only 3 days. Gwendolyn was mad when we started but after some time she didn't have a problem with letting it go, saying something about life having its up and downs. I was proud of her growth into a more forgiving person , i wanted to take credit but i knew it took more then just a annoying boyfriend for someone to change their ways. Speaking of Gwen
"Hey, we landed "
I heard Remiel when he said it but i was still frozen in place. For me this marked a complete change into someone new and you know what they say once you cross a path you can never go back.... it was a fine line and i was unsure if this is what i really wanted to do. I didn't have the choice of getting cold feet now , after all that crap i allowed to escape my lips. Still was i ok with killing so many people in order to achieve a goal like this
"HEY!" snapping out snapping me out of my thoughts like she had a habit of loving to do
"Don't be scared now ,trust me it'll be fine I've conquered hundreds of planets Scott free"
Ok she still had a long ways to go till she wasn't a psychopath but putting her tendencies aside .when it came to things like this she was usually right.
"alright im coming"
I got up letting her escort me out of my room , after a few minutes of small talk we joined the rest of the squad .They seemed to be gathered around a round table discussing something important, better tune in. Upon our approach Remiel said
"Ahh our most needed guest we were discussing a method of blitzing the castle"
When i say Gwen had become more forgiving , i meant of me. She still wouldn't utter a single syllable to Remiel and was giving him the silent treatment .Remiel unfazed by her attitude continued
"Let me catch you up to speed on your roles were going to storm the estate, You see even though bandits rule over the castle myrtles parents aka the king and queen are still used as figure heads. That's to say the general public still didn't know .When we enter we have to kill every single bandit in order to send a message to the rest of them" He didn't have a ounce of laughter on his face making sure his words were taken seriously
The first mission sounded gruesome, no matter how much i wanted to just accept my path as a murderer it was still hard . Looking over at Gwen i had to... taking a deep breath i strengthened my resolve and equipped my helmet
"Ok if that is all lets go"
"mhh your taking this better then expected, well the faster we got there the better" she said to me
Making my way over to the door inserted the code 0000 and opened the automatic door. The second the door opened a harsh cold wind pummeled the inside of the ship .
WHOOSH Wooooooshhhh
this really was another planet im not going to make it seem like it was easy to step even a couple feet out of the ship. The wind never stopped blowing and the whole entire region was covered in snow, this was without a doubt a tundra. The natural mechoids had a much easier time bracing the winds , and all myrtle did was tuck into her shell a bit .I never thought about it but her shell must actually weigh a ton. We had to leave Buck inside luckily he would be perfectly fine since his room was by far the biggest .It was confirmed that Remiel was a furry , Bucks room was about 3x the size of the largest room containing grass and a river that recycled he probably would be ok, he was tough. The only one who seemed to have a issue with the place as much as i did was Beara.
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"Holy shit lass this place is cold as balls, i should've brought me jammies"
"tell me about it " i supported
"haha it'll get warmer when we reach the manor trust me " Remiel said reassuringly
"why didn't you just land in a city" i said
"there are no landing ports in the city, plus this is our one way back to your planet if the bandits were to find it , game over"
The thought of being stuck here didn't stick well with me .We began our trek through the unforgiving icy terrain. Every 10 miles we had to fight off some type of ice worm creature that looked utterly disgusting. There wasn't much to say about it , its body consisted of a long tube with teeth in its gaping mouth. It's design was maximized to reduce heat loss and maximize eating potential . If Jonathon didn't make this suit out of the best material around i would be a goner . All the more proof that this planet wasn't as hospitable as i wanted it to be .
hours 5 later of a mix of dashing and jogging we finally saw what amounted to a city in the distance. Taking the sight as encouragement we hasten our pace.
Reaching the gate we were met with huge gate and two guards.
Remiel whispered into my ear " those two are part of the Henetta gang "
They looked nothing like what i envisioned a gang member to look like, they were clean cut and wearing uniform ,they each had swords on their side.
"halt! who goes there"
saying nothing Remiel grabbed the man by his neck.
"what do you think you doing"
SNAP
without mercy Remiel snapped his neck
"YOU!"
Gwendolyn walked up to the guard un-noticed and lobed off his head. These guys really were much more experienced then me .
"You see that manor on the top of the hill that's our destination"
Watching the guards lifeless body drop to the ground , we continued without a word. The local residents took note of the brutal murder that had just taken place but knew better to oppose strangers like this .As we walked through the main path the citizens made way for us it seemed like death was part of their everydaylife. We passed by a mother whos child dropped something type of fruit in front of me. Grabbing her child ,she was speaking a language that i didn't understand , i assumed to be her apologizing.
Picking up the dragon fruit looking item i handed it to the child. No words were returned though she just scampered off to where ever she came from i couldn't blame her though. Continuing our journey unbothered we reached the gates of the manor.
BOOM Gwen took the initiative to burst that gate wide open with a kick sending the two metal door pieces flying. I hadn't killed anyone yet but i guessed this is where i needed to. Dozens of guards rushed out in order to meet us. They stood circle around us not attacking , when a clearly superior officer came.
"well well well if it isn't timid miss myrtle"
The person in question was beastkin a man with a leathery body with the fat to match .He looked like if a leopard seal had grown legs and was wearing something similar to a British officer uniform.
"my oh my look who it is"
"come back to save your parents ,huh?"
"Do you know how much fun we've been having with your lovely mom... you know coming back here makes you next I've always wanted someone younger and more timid"
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Myrtle was actually mad for a change but didn't say anything and cowered behind Remiel. I didn't like this guy or the implications of his words. Good thing for me this person off the bat seemed like such a scum bag that i wouldn't loose sleep over what i was about to do. Lets not think about if his subordinates had differing opinions then him or it might me rethink this.
Silently taking out my good trusty plasma rifle i set it to Explosion .Seeing my intent Remiel got out of the way taking myrtle with him. This was going to be a effortless endeavor i still had a 100% hit ratio and intended to keep it.
Hearing my gun crackle with energy the big doofus was far to in depth in his monologue to even notice, but that didn't stop his sheep Hench men from saying something
"uhh boss"
"what is it you buffoon"
SEEEEEEZ the sound of their flesh searing off their bodies filled the silent snow filled air , not a single solider remained .The scent of cooked meat was rampant in the air, it almost made me barf up my dinner.
"thanks for that Farron" Myrtle said gratefully
I didn't have the heart to reply to an action to so grisly so im simply nodded. We continued forward stepping over the piles of what once was a living being. We reached the mansion door when gwen said "allow me" this time punching the doors open. She was the type of person who like to enter with a bang and she made sure to make it apparent .
BOOM
We entered the main hall of the manor which was designed to look extremely grandiose. Much like Remiels ship the center contained all the action. There were stairs that lead up to two seated figures. They resembled our girl Myrtle , along with the fact of her eyes lighting up when she saw them lead me to assume that they were her parents. They were guarded by two men on each of their sides.
"Myrtle is that you " i heard the male figure on the left say
"We told you never to come back ! why did you"
"Mom , dad its ok now I'm here to rescue you , rescue this country"
"FOOLISH GIRL do you even understand what you're saying"
Dropping from the ceiling a spider women with a golden chestplate ,equally golden hair appeared.
"didn't we send Varus to deal with our little intruder problem, you see that's the problem with idiots you can never trust them to do anything. You always had to be looking over their shoulder"
"Who are you" i asked
"who am i? you twerp, who are you"
i didn't need to answer her , in reality i was just trying to find out who she was so i wouldn't kill someone whos completely innocent.
"you think your too good to answer huh? I'm the grand leader of the Henetta Army"
"so you're the one holding the king and queen hostage " i said one more time to double check
"hostage?! hahah your lucky we don't kill them they ar-"
Boom
her head was blown off along with the heads of her men in 3 short burst. Using a long range weapon made the whole process easier, though easier in this case really meant depersonalization.
"This is the part where you make you presence know, you have to announce your participation" Myrtle said
holding my hand she walked over the half destroyed bodies like they didn't even exist. We made it to the center of the room .
"All Sicians here me! this man is my representative to take part in the Grand tournament. No longer will you live in fear. Long live the royal family!"
She said all this while raising our hand in the in triumph.
The remaining guards located on the side of the room could've dropped their weapons , but they didn't have a single intention too.
"you wretch!"
Sighing i knew i couldn't let them rush us so i did what had to be done.
Steading my breath in a practiced motion time slowed i got to get a good look at all of their faces...i always did.
BANG BANG BANG
The last person to draw her weapon was a shark girl the looked to be the age of 15, i wondered did i really have to kill her. She was a child, i didn't want to do this.
Un-slowing time i watched to see what would happen
"what the ,you...you killed my father AHHHHHHHHHH" She threw her sword but instead of aiming at me , she aimed directly at myrtles neck.
Why
she could've just given up and i would've spared her slowing time i deflected the sword while simultaneously ending her in the least painful wait possible.
"Thank you again Farron" myrtle said not paying attention to the dead teenager in front of her.
walking down from the from the raised alter with the queen ,the king came down to greet Myrtle.
"i cant believe this you really came to save us" he said to myrtle
Turning to me he gave me a appraising look saying "you my goodness your skill with that rifle is impeccable your like a falcon. My name is Gregory what is yours kind sir"
"My name is Farron"
This time the queen found it fit to speak up "well Farron I would like to thank you young man, but i don't want to let my daughter seduce you into something .Do you really understand what you did when you killed the head of the henetta army?"
"Mother! ill have you know that Farron decided to help me out of the kindness of his heart ,Farron is a qualified warrior for your information. He going to crush the bandits for us. "
I was a warrior now huh, looking a the bodies i couldn't say i wasn't i suppose
"Is that right, now are you going to finally take the throne after all these years" The mother said
" No i still don't want to, but he will" she said while pointing at me
they seemed to reassess me mhh
"is that right "
They began talking amongst themselves while just looking at pointing. I could tell myrtle was trying to sell my strong points
I was getting nauseous.
The room reeked of dead bodies and because of the general warmth and dead meat of the manor meant that insects condensed into this location. They started to fly around I know that this is normal in the real world but, how could i not be affected.
"*@*@@"
"[email protected]@@@"
"Farron!"
"huh"
"Do you have anything you want to say" myrtle asked me
"no"
"mhhh he's a stoic type " the mother said
is that how they wanted to view this .The smell was making me lightheaded, i was going to vomit. UGH
"where can i rest" i asked Gregory
"ahh yes well there is a room for guest if you go down the left hall then make a right you should, be empty now"
Were they empty because i just killed the occupants.
"thanks"
I began walking down the hall following his instructions and barely made it through the door.
Looking around i got a good view at the past residents possessions.
Dolls, swords , small girly clothing , i wonder whos room this was. Then i saw a picture framed on the table of a shark girl and her father. They looked like a normal family... They were just normal people
Images of their dead being blown to smithereens flashed through my mind and wouldn't leave .I entered a world were i couldn't go back from it was bad enough that i killed Beatrice and jennet but it didn't have the same impact they didn't have blood or guts. There bodies basically were splattered against the surface that they so easily walked over. Even if they were the enemies ... how was i any different. My life could be extinguished all the same why didn't i just ask them to surrender. No they had every chance too as much as i want to ignore it ,this just is the way it is no turning back time.
Ugh i could feel my dinner began to rise in my mouth
Blargh Blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarghhh
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