《The Creep of Fate - Dropped》Chapter 8
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“Time for formal introductions then.”
“What do you mean by formal introductions?”
“It’s a proverb that means we will get to learn more about each other soon.”
“Well probably tomorrow since you're going to feel the exhaustion kick in just about now.”
“Wait, wh-”
Right before I could ask what he meant I felt a never ending tide of exhaustion rush over me and I fainted.
***
A ray of divine light landed in front of Sebastian and a pegasus that could pass off as a twin of him appeared within the divine light. The pegasus that just appeared said
“Dad wants you to come home now.”
Sebastian replied with “Sorry, I can’t leave this human I have made a familiar contract with him.”
The pegasus had a look of incredulity that lasted for about a minute. “Dad’s going to be furious. But my interest is piqued on how is this human worthy enough for you to become his familiar?”
“He’s a descendant of Asmodeus and the last Harbinger of Emma.”
“Which Asmodeus?”
“The true Asmodeus.”
“You know that this is a gamble that involves the entire race of pegasi correct?”
“Of course.”
***
I awoke to Emma’s voice ringing inside my head.
(You slept for so long that even Belphegor would be impressed.)
“Who?”
(Oh yeah I forgot that I haven’t taught you important deities but Belphegor is the Archdemon of Sloth.)
“I was just napping alright.”
(If that was a nap then I don’t want to see you sleep.)
“Wait, how long was I asleep for?”
(A month give or take.)
Right before I was going to say that was impossible another voice resounded throughout my head
(You're up now master?)
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“Oh, so we can talk telepathically now?”
(Of course, we can we twined our souls together.)
“My soul is getting crowded now.”
(It’s just going to become more and more crowded.)
(It’s true listen to Emma.)
“How can we have 3 way conversations if your two souls aren’t also twined?”
(Because we use your soul as a hub of conversation.)
“Why does that sounds like an intrusion of my privacy.”
(Because it is.)
“That doesn’t sound good.”
(At least you didn't infuse your souls.)
(Oh yeah about that I will need to infuse our souls then our minds and then life relatively soon.)
“WAIT WHAT!”
(What did you think an oath of the mind, body and soul include?)
(Looks like I was right your wording is the epitome of perfection)
“And your sense of timing of telling me stuff is impeccable as always.”
(Before you guys start your word war I have to say that it isn’t really all that bad. Our souls are basically integrated already and the only difference with the mind is that I can read your thoughts and our lives are basically tied anyways.)
“In what way are our lives tied already?”
(If we face an enemy that we can’t beat combined we are probably dead, to begin with.)
“I didn’t think about that. Anyways, Emma, you need to teach me some common sense in this world and mythology 101.”
(Don’t forget about your murder hoboing or upgrading our Citadel.)
(Murder hoboing?)
“Killing random humans and animals for experience.”
(That sounds like fun.)
“Wait, aren’t you supposed to be a creature of righteousness?”
(Isn’t Emma the Goddess of love she enjoys it and I will also have to teach you about noble etiquette otherwise, I would have no face, to face my family.)
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(That was a terrible pun and you should feel bad.)
(Your Harbinger appears to disagree with that statement.)
(Traitor.)
“You don’t want to FACE me anymore?”
I could see that Sebastian was rolling on the ground laughing while I was trying to keep from chuckling.
(I’ll remember this when you need a blessing to save yourself.)
Sebastian and I immediately stopped laughing and simultaneously said “We are very sorry for our bad puns. May you please find it in your heart to forgive us.)
I gave Sebastian a mental high-five.
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