《The Start of a Unusual Life in an Alternate Reality(Soul-AR. You know like solar)》For Those About to Rock
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As we walk out of Lucifer's office, I look towards the window and see people flying around delivering messages, weapons, and armour. As I continue to charge my phone using my powers, I look to Lucifer and ask,
Dorian:"So you said they are along the Eastern Front right? Where is our air support from Sid's navy? Also don't we have like the strongest mages and flying Races on our side?" I say as I walk towards the elevator and we all head down to the main lobby.
Lucifer:"Currently the enemy is still a couple kilometers out, they've set up a defensive formation around the MAC and are currently charging it up. As for our mages and cultivators they are currently setting up charging formations for the city's shields, we need our most powerful on them to prevent any damage from the cannon. Sid is currently arming his airships and any volunteer airships from civilians, sadly the quartermaster at the docks doesn't like Sid due to him being friends with the person who shoved a sword through his Nephew's taint. Any flying Races part of our army are gonna be part of the attack force on the cannon with our marines. Also Julian, it seems your eldest brother is the one leading the attack, he has demanded that we surrender you and stop trying to taint his bloodline in the name of his father and holy emperor."
Julian:"Fuck me... Mikael is here? Why? I'm not even as direct a threat to the throne as my middle brother."He says with a pale face.
Dorian:"Julian, bro. We already went over this back when we first met. Currently, you are the weakest of the three heirs to the Lost Empire. However, if you gain Allies in the UFE and the Empire loses the war, you are put on the throne. If that isn't what happens, after your father dies and your country is thrown into civil war and your brothers fight each other for the throne, you could swoop in and take out the remaining brother while he's weak from all the fighting. So taking you out while you're at the weakest you can be politically would actually benefit either of your brothers and if civil war occurs, they have the strongest platform for petitioning for for the throne. However this is all assuming that the United Forces of Eternia don't call for their immediate executions. For all we know the main pieces on the board just want the war over and don't care who rules the Empire as long as this shit stops. At least temporarily." I say as the elevator finally reaches the bottom floor and I turn on my phone seeing it's at 50%.
Dag:"Again how can you be so smart about these things but so stupid about others." He says with a disbelieving look. Lucifer and Julian look impressed while Lilith and Thia have flushed faces.
Llilth:"God you're hot when your using your brain."
Thia:"Seconded!"
Dorian:"Man the backhanded compliments are for real today...." I say as I check my downloaded music and continue charging it.
Dorian:"Remember though, what I'm saying is all speculative, for all I know, Your brother might genuinely care for you. However from the reports I saw from the front on civilian casualties, I doubt that's the case. Anyway we should head to the airport, see if we can't start gathering our forces for a sally forth."
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Lucifer:"Sally forth? Really? What are you, a 1700's war General?"
Dorian:"Well when it came to history class in my world, I was always top of class, same with English. War has been one of the few things that truly interest me when it comes to interaction between people's."
Thia:"Why?"
Dorian:"Well I suppose it's cause people are their most honest, and most deceitful when it comes to war. War brings out a Societies true colours, along with the fact that at least in my world, our biggest technological advances came from war and the military sector. Also Lucifer, do you think you can find me a mana sniper?"
Lucifer:"Actually Dorian, all magitech rifles are the same, it just depends on how a person utilises their mana for the ammunition. Short precise bursts would be a rifle, prolonged steady charges are for sniper fire, quick powerful charges are for shotgun blasts. It's very convenient. When we get to the airport, I'll get someone to find you a good rifle with a scope." He says as we exit the main gate of the Academy and go into the city proper.
We then start running to the Eastern Front to head to the airport there. As we travel we start having to go against a crowd heading to the Academy for shelter.
Dorian:"Ya know Scratch, it's so weird to see all these people rely on what you've provided, I'm so used to stories of my world painting you as a horrible being."
Lucifer:"Haha. I was Dorian. They painted me in that light for good reason. However, as I grew over the millennia, I realised that I was sick of being a root and symbol for evil. I made a mistake, I fought my father in a phase of teenage rebellion. Granted it was for a good reason. All I wanted was for humanity and Angel kind to be equal in my father's eyes. I wanted angels to be able to love humanity and each other without the cruel punishments my father would dole out just because he was being obstinant. I wanted humanity to be allowed back into Eden and be able to enjoy their base desires. I wanted my father to accept that just cause he created us, that he shouldn't be able to dictate our existence just on a whim. He gave us free will but wouldn't allow us to use it."He says with a sullen face as we continue pushing through the crowds.
Dorian:"Speaking of the origin of humanity, what story is the truth? Every religion has different stories about how humanity came to be. Which is the truth?"
Lucifer:"*sigh* This almost never comes up but when it does, it's so annoying to explain. Alright..... so they all are.(•~•)"
Wut....
Dorian:"Wut......"
Lucifer:"The truth is that humanity formed in each way that is described in old religion texts. Technically, all humans are the same, except for their actual creation. Every human race was made differently but the end result was the same no matter what, from skeletal structure, to genetic code that only slightly differs so everyone wouldn't look exactly the same. You should've seen it, when man first walked the earth, they all looked exactly the same. Exactly like a mannequin you'd see in a mall. So each God and Goddess changed something minor in human DNA so that way there could be variation. However at the base, all humans are exactly the same. They are in fact, not different races, even if they have different skin or facial features. Kromagnon, one of the first fuck ups from gods trying to change the genetic sequence of humans. Your missing link doesn't exist because instead of letting you evolve like you would have, we sped it along."
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Dorian:"....... centuries...."
Lucifer:"What?"
Dorian:"Centuries of science and arguments and war over such things, all wasted cause the gods chose to say nothing....."FML.
After that we arrive at the Airport tower and take the elevator to the top flight deck.
Dorian:"Oh fuck I forgot the Crow in your office. Hey Scratch when you send someone for a gun, can you also get my briefcase from your reception desk?"
Lucifer:"No problem, while I go get your stuff you should go head to the war room. My other contractors and a few of the Eternian war generals should be there. Sid too."With that he leaves and I'm left still reeling from the information I just received.
Lilith:"Look at it this way Dorian, now you know and you'll be able to say that you know the true origin of humanity." She says as she slithered closer and hugs me as he begin going to the war room.
As we head to the room and are just outside, I hear a familiar crotchety voice coming from the other side. We head in and I see Sid yelling into an intercom.
Sid:"Dammit Syril! I need those mana and fuel crystals for the civilian ships. If we can't break though their defensive line in a strong enough formation, we'll be screwed if their MAC gets through the city's shields.!" Sid says with an exhausted look.
Syril(on intercom):"I don't give a fuck Sid, make do with what you have, we need those reserves for trade to the other cities and kingdoms of Eternia, if we use too much of our stock, our profit gets cut by an approximate 20%." Syril says with a bored tone.
I can see where that elf I stabbed gets his attitude from.
I see Sid start to redden even more and a few of the Generals sigh in exasperation.
Random General:"Just have someone kill the retard. He's putting profit in front of the lives of everyone in the city, what use is money if you're dead?"
Undead General:"Hey I resemble that comment. I can use money just fine."
At that I snicker a little and let my groups presence be known.
Random pleb:"OI! Who da feck are you?!" Said the Scottish sounding pleb.
Sid:"Ah Dorian, glad to see you and my niece again. Ah Dag and Thia too. I heard you became one of Lucifer's contractors. It true?"
Dorian:"Aye gramps. Lucifer has done right by me so I became a contractor to make up for it."
Sid:"Oi that's Uncle Sid to you ya brat. Anyway I'm glad to see ya moving up in the world, just don't let the contracting get in the way of your duties in the the Snakes Head."
Dorian:"Kay gramps, so what's this I hear about the QM not wanting to give us the necessary supplies we need to take out the cannon? They are aware that we can't use money if we aren't undead or alive to spend it right? Have you mentioned how Lucifer himself needs those ships armed?" I say to placate the undead General.
Undead General:"Hi my name is General Tet. I'll be leading the ground forces on the wall."
Other General:"I'm Admiral Mionious, I'll be leading from the forefront of the marines and helping the boarding parties." Now that I get a good look at him I see how his face is very feline and his hair is mane like. Probably a part lion-kin.
Dorian:"Huh, from my world, Admirals usually don't lead the charge with their marines. Strange to see someone who's not an armchair General. Or on the bridge of a ship shouting near innefectual orders that the crew already knows to do."
Adm. Mio:"Ha! I like you! You're sarcastic."
Okay~then.
Random pleb:"I'm also 'un of 'ucifer's contractors. Wilhelm."
As we finish introductions I walk over to Sid and turn on the intercom.
Dorian:"This is Dorian Ambrosius Hawke, member of the Snakes Head, Displaced Hero, Destroyer of Omens, and contractor to Lord Lucifer Morningstar. What the fuck is the hold up on those supplies for the civvy ships?"
Syril:"Those extra mana and fuel crystals could be used for trade to other kingdoms and cities, there will be a major decrease in Academy profits if we divert resources to arming cannon fodder ships. They will just be destroyed anyway."
Dorian:"Syril, are you undead? Or have means to become undead?"
Syril:"No... why is that relevant."
Dorian:"So if you die the money you are so keen on keeping over the well being of others will be useless. So If I say, come down and kill you myself, we can get what we need and we won't need to waste money and food feeding a waste of space like you? Yeah that seems about right. Say Tet, Miounious, where is the quartermaster?" I say winking at them, keeping the intercom on so Syril can hear us.
Tet:"Ah he's down in the basement, here take my elevator key. It's about time we had a change in sta-"
Syril:"WAIT, WAIT! OKAY!! You'll get the supplies for the cannon fodder. I'll be telling Lord Lucifer about his however."
Lucifer:"Oh why he already knows." I hear on the other side of the intercom.
Syril:"Lord Lucifer, what a pleasure to see you. To what do I owe the pleasure?"I says in a sleazy yet frightened voice.
Lucifer:"Why I was coming down to get a gun for my good friend Dorian. And I seem to have come at the most opportune of time." He says with a smile you can hear in his voice.
Syril:"*gulps*Why might that be My Lord?"
Lucifer:"Oh it's just the changing of the staff." Lucifer says as I start to hear screaming and the sound of flesh tearing over the intercom.
Dorian:"Well.... that sounded graphic." At that everyone nods.
A few minutes later as the General and two Admirals plan out the attack formation now that we have armed civilian ships, Lucifer walks in and hands me a rifle and the suitcase containing the Chained Crow. He even gives Lilith and the others pistols and blades.
Lucifer:"Here you go everyone, gifts for those about to rock." He says with a smile and bloodstained clothes.
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