《Crimson Moon》Ch 52 Aist is stripped of his divinity; start of a cruel path
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Yami POV
Everyone's here yet Aist glares at me. Mother is annoyed since grandfather was also gathered here too.
"It's your fault isn't it." (Aist)
"Now now, it wasn't your sister that called us here." (Aletheia)
"Mother why do you always defend that bitch." (Aist)
"She's your sister. Also she took me she went to check you and saw you lazing about after corrupting a soul." (Aletheia)
"What he does is none of her concern." (Stein)
"Oh is that so step father condemning a soul that was innocent due to his control issues. I see corruption isn't that big of a problem then." (Yami)
I mocked him but I could hear the other gods and goddesses whispering behind us. I was seated in the 29th chair out of the 190 gods that helped govern this world. These are the major gods. If you count the minor gods together with the major gods it's 567 gods. Yet we are all here.
My eyes widen when I saw three Fates walk towards us. One male, a tale tan young man with grey hair. He seems fit but he's wearing a white robe. Like the Chinese as Kazuki said. She enjoys going to Earth though she said it was a hassle to hide her ears. She said her clothes are from Japan and the kimonos were designs she saw but too much black of everything is overdoing it.
Don't ask me she even came to ask me if it was ok if her underwear was all black I was blushing when she brought it to me when I was eating. It made me choke on my food.
My eyes went to the girl by his side wearing a mask, she reminded me of someone but I don't remember where I saw it. Maybe it's just my imagination. Clear golden eyes and blue sapphire hair. The face mask was what made me think I might've saw her somewhere before but I don't know where. Mother had told grandmother Yan about the Fates and she paled before calling this meeting since it was more serious than Aist thought. Yep he's screwed over. The blond girl beside the tan guy is about 12 years old but she's just hiding behind him. They're wearing traditional Chinese clothes is what Kazuki told me. I gave her a look aren't you wearing kimonos only.
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'But I keep them moderate.' (Kazuki)
'Says the one that shows off her left arm tattoo.' (Yami)
'Oh shut it the old man is gonna talk.' (Kazuki)
"Hello gods. I'm sorry for being so abrupt without introducing myself. We're the Fates. A soul race that helps govern the laws of life. We're here because a mistake of a mischievous yet lazy god among you. My name is Talon. The one behind me is my grand daughter Jenna. The one on my side is Yia Elne Pina Frost. The Fates Princess as you gods can call her but we don't have a monarch, she's only called that cause her abilities are too powerful for even a fate."
"Hello." (Yia)
"Um grandfather that god right. The god of nature, creation and destruction." (Jenna)
"Look he did something stupid again." (Minor god A)
"Aist is always so full of himself." (Minor goddess A)
"About time the brat gets it. His father maybe strict but the bastard is very doting on letting his son do as he pleases." (Minor god B)
"Well we can't do much about that now Stein. Your son brought about this mess himself." (Yan)
"But mother in law. This is unacceptable for outsiders to decide for themselves his punishment." (Stein)
"Sorry you say outsiders but your son has gone to far. Making things go beyond the natural orders has made us take things into our own hands. As we speak my people are cleaning up this track of a god you call a god. He has caused many to fall into his whims and calling them as he please and doing as he pleases. Yet he went too far corrupting a soul beyond redemption so you beast that raised this son of yours do you understand what happens to those corrupted souls." (Talon)
"How dare you call me a beast." (Stein)
"Restrain him Aletheia." (Yan)
"Gladly." (Aletheia)
Wah, mother your eyes are gleaming. Stein had tried to charge Talon but mother had caught his arm and twisted it beyond repair. His right arm is broken and she's not letting go. He's in pain but ignoring the pain.
"Let me go Aletheia. This bastard needs to be taught a lesson for our son to see." (Stein)
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"You mean your son. I didn't want that thing. He reminded me of you. So when I gave birth and you said you wanted it. I thought sure it'd be your responsibility since I didn't like you or it. Cause father was at fault for this mess. Isn't that right 'father.' " (Aletheia)
"Please don't put all the blame on me." (Grandfather)
Your asking me why I don't use his name here. I don't respect the bastard, two it makes me sick to see him. Calling him grandfather is enough since he's worst than a trash stepfather for making this mess.
"As we were saying we're here for the boy." (Yia)
"What makes you think I'm letting you take my own grandson." (Grandfather)
I wasn't surprised when I saw red strings binding grandfather and his whole body started to disappear leaving a glowing orb. His soul was floating there, but the one that did so was the small girl Jenna I narrowed my eyes. Stein had now shut the heck up in shock. Aist was shaking as he laughed crazily.
Grandmother Yan didn't move from her seat and instead sighed. Yia snapped her finger and grandfather's soul vanished. I'm very certain he's been sent to the gates of where the Fates will lead him to his next life. I don't even want to know if his time is up yet.
"The boy tried to control millions of people's lives and used his influence. He won't die yet since that isn't his fate. So for him we have a special way of doing things but we will strip him of his divinity first Yia." (Talon)
A bright light blinded us as brother tried to run away. I opened my eyes again and was surprised to see my brother was no longer leaking out divine powers nor was he glowing with his powers. He gave me a glare before throwing something at me. I was caught off guard when the knife hit my left shoulder.
"It's all your fault isn't it. Yami you tattled to these crazy people didn't you." (Aist)
"No. They're the ones that watches everyone's life. Things aren't decided on by them, they manage fate but let nature run it's course. Never controlling someone's fates for themselves. Fates live helping others they protect fate of the people. Whereas what you did to the souls has made them unable to watch on the side. You've brought them out into the open to judge those millions you influenced and the girl's mother. The one you've condemned is her mother yet you old no remorse." (Yami)
"What's wrong with controlling weaklings in my rule. I created the elves their lives should be mine. Life isn't their own cause they're all living on borrowed times." (Aist)
"That's where are opinions differ." (Yami)
Jenny pushed Aist down into the human world. An useless angel that can't even do anything without using his divinity for selfish reasons and for himself. I sigh as I felt my face turned pale. Stein was glaring at me.
"So your the one that brought these crazies here." (Stein)
His eyes were burning with fury.
"I won't forgive you even if your Aletheia's daughter." (Stein)
"Do anything to my daughter and you won't have a palace let alone servants since your protection is gone." (Aletheia)
"That's right touch my daughter and you will feel the wrath of my oceans on your people." (Riku)
I smiled wryly as I left with Kazuki feeling drained.
Aist POV
How dare she. Grandfather is dead and she's living comfortably. She fucking used someone else to rid her of me. That demon. (Actually she cared about him, warns him and tried to cover for him the best that she could. But he took things too far. So he ended up where he is now.)
"First you took away my mother's affection then you condemn me in front of all the gods. When I get back you'll be the first I strike down." (Aist)
My wings felt heavier than usual my body was harder to move in. My breathing was uneven, is this due to losing divinity.
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