Lowtie God Back at It Again Sf5
Is It Wrong For A Godslayer To Have A Harem Of Goddesses? [Danmachi+Slight Campione]
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- #126
If nothing else that much experience would have taught him. Even if he never picked up a formal school of combat of any form, that much fighting would be ingrained into him almost as much as the memories of his loves are.A Campione's natural durability might not help against a monstrous boar, but I don't think Godou would stay alive for so long(exactly how long? Can we get a rough estimate? I'm guessing a few centuries) and not learn new skills and techniques, both offensive and defensive. The Chinese Campion Luo Hao's 'Twelve Divine Palm Strikes of the Phoenix' is very powerful, and it's created by years of experience and cost large amounts of magical energy only Gods and Campiones possess. Luo Hao might be the outliner because of her mania, but couldn't Godou have learned some form of magic in his centuries long life? Maybe you think people would react negatively if you tact on new Authorities or skills onto Godou.I guess what I'm trying to ask is whether or not this much older Godou, if not trained, then at least picked up some new skills? Or did he just go through all his fights with battle instinct all these years? Even with his mania, I think its impossible to not pick up new skills or habits.
- #127
A Campione's natural durability might not help against a monstrous boar, but I don't think Godou would stay alive for so long(exactly how long? Can we get a rough estimate? I'm guessing a few centuries) and not learn new skills and techniques, both offensive and defensive. The Chinese Campion Luo Hao's 'Twelve Divine Palm Strikes of the Phoenix' is very powerful, and it's created by years of experience and cost large amounts of magical energy only Gods and Campiones possess. Luo Hao might be the outliner because of her mania, but couldn't Godou have learned some form of magic in his centuries long life? Maybe you think people would react negatively if you tact on new Authorities or skills onto Godou.I guess what I'm trying to ask is whether or not this much older Godou, if not trained, then at least picked up some new skills? Or did he just go through all his fights with battle instinct all these years? Even with his mania, I think its impossible to not pick up new skills or habits.
About five centuries!! I strongly do agree with what you're saying. Definitely, Godou has a lot more Authorities than before, and I've really put in a lot of thought into his magical skillset. But the thing about magic is...it's iffy. There's really no set definition of how magic works in Campione, just that there a few different schools/styles. The thing about Campiones and their Authorities is that they are relatively simple. Kill God, get new skill, or sth like that. Also, Godou appears to be one of the very few Campiones that had zero, literally zero, exposure to magic world or any kind of training beforehand. The rest had trained in either magic or martial arts, so even after their Campionehood, they still had their foundation to go on from there. But magic is complex, and while Godou has the latent ability to use it, whether he has the talent to do is a completely different matter. I mean Erica was considered a super genius, and even she didn't have many skillsets.
He also doesn't strike me as the type of person who would learn magic even if he could. Certainly, his girls might have offered to teach him, but I don't think he would've bothered. I mean, I'm guessing a magic spell takes at least a few weeks to years to learn, depending on the difficulty. Also, it's generally acknowledged that magic is always inferior to Authorities.
With that in mind, I doubt Godou would have ever agreed to learn anything he didn't have to. Because that would sort of be admitting that he was prepared and even anticipating abnormality in his life even though that's the last thing he wants. I mean his battle instincts, reflexes, tactics, and even Authorities have definitely been fine-honed, but I wouldn't say that Godou underwent magical training beyond his Authorities. He will be good with a sword, what with all the Gods of Steels he has, but other than that, he's not going to have specific magic spells the way Erica, Liliana, or even Yuri do.
In short, the magic system (barring authorities) in Campione is weird af and I have no idea how to use it without blatantly copying existing skills (which aren't very varied as it is). Also, Godou probably wouldn't want to learn such specific spells?
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- #129
Yeah, he tried to break a matchstick or the like... And ended up snapping a tree.I think Godou is trying magic a little in one of the side story, but from what I remember the issue is that campione has too much magic power so that even weak spell become too strong for normal use or something
- #130
In short, the magic system (barring authorities) in Campione is weird af and I have no idea how to use it without blatantly copying existing skills (which aren't very varied as it is). Also, Godou probably wouldn't want to learn such specific spells?
campione cant do anything normal. they do it over powered as fuck. like a good comparison i think is naruto. he couldnt do standard clones because his control was shit and had too much chakra. campione have way too much magic but no control so they'll over fuel every low tier spell to the point its hightier in power. plus there's no standard for campione to actually learn magic. i mean they have authorities, that and modern magic does jack shit against fellow campione and gods. even if a campione were to learn magic, theres no actually telling if it works on a campione or herectic gods that well tbh. theres no grounds for it to work as intended but theres also no grounds for it to fail and do jack shit.
- #131
His grin grew bigger. "I've got a plan now.""AND OUR CHALLENGER CONTINUES TO FIGHT!" Ganesha shouted,
I was hoping the plan was to direct the boar into charging Ganesha.
After all, he pushed Godou into fighting the boar...
- #132
Actually, the simple fact that Athena had to use a kiss to affect Godou says otherwise.but theres also no grounds for it to fail and do jack shit.
- #133
im talking about like common magic. like say a fire ball spell. i honestly dont recall what the kiss was for, but its (iirc) said the only way to bypass the campiones magic resistance ,since its literally skintight, is orally.Actually, the simple fact that Athena had to use a kiss to affect Godou says otherwise.
- #134
That would be pretty fun. But in my mind, Ganesha was like... on a platform and it never occurred to me.I was hoping the plan was to direct the boar into charging Ganesha.
After all, he pushed Godou into fighting the boar...
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- #135
Eh, that falls under the purview of internal magic like the "kiss of knowledge" thing the girls do with godou, and thus is able to work on him because it is inside the body.Actually, the simple fact that Athena had to use a kiss to affect Godou says otherwise.
- #136
It was to cast death magic on Godou.im talking about like common magic. like say a fire ball spell. i honestly dont recall what the kiss was for, but its (iirc) said the only way to bypass the campiones magic resistance ,since its literally skintight, is orally.
- #137
Godou is driven to victory while hypocritically proclaiming to be a pacifist and wanting normalcy.
... "I don't want no trabble?"
- #138
- #139
That's my point though? She had to kiss him to apply the magic, hence it is evidence that magic cast "normally" would not have worked. If it would have, why bother getting in close range with a godslaying enemy?Eh, that falls under the purview of internal magic like the "kiss of knowledge" thing the girls do with godou, and thus is able to work on him because it is inside the body.
- #140
true. that does count normally. i should have specified what i meant. i meant like the usual standard spell casting of shooting lightning at a target or a fireball.That's my point though? She had to kiss him to apply the magic, hence it is evidence that magic cast "normally" would not have worked. If it would have, why bother getting in close range with a godslaying enemy?
- #141
- #142
He has a god as a sword that can use Authorities. There is no way for him to not learn swordsmanship.i don't think it would be strange for godou to be taught swordsmanship by erica or have her sword so that godou would have something to remember her by
- #143
technically there is. he could do jack shit and go to school instead of train. just because he has a sword doesn't mean he could use it properly. i could be wrong on this so feel free to call me out, but goudou didnt seem like the type to just go out and train. i doubt he would since that isn't 'normal'. and his sword authority, im only aware of the golden sword, wasnt much of a combat weapon since it mainly was used to cripple an opponent or kill them in vere-whatevers case. my memory of the naime is shotty and i havent read the LN so take what i said witha grain of saltHe has a god as a sword that can use Authorities. There is no way for him to not learn swordsmanship.
edit: i remembered the tsurugi weapon after posting this. so forget waht i said above
- #144
technically there is. he could do jack shit and go to school instead of train. just because he has a sword doesn't mean he could use it properly. i could be wrong on this so feel free to call me out, but goudou didnt seem like the type to just go out and train. i doubt he would since that isn't 'normal'. and his sword authority, im only aware of the golden sword, wasnt much of a combat weapon since it mainly was used to cripple an opponent or kill them in vere-whatevers case. my memory of the naime is shotty and i havent read the LN so take what i said witha grain of salt
edit: i remembered the tsurugi weapon after posting this. so forget waht i said above
The Golden sword isn't even a proper sword authority. I'm talking about Ame no Murakumo no Tsurugi, which is basically a God of Steel, and a subordinate God of Susanoo in the sense that he is Susanoo's sword. Then there's also Lancelot, who, iirc, can be manifested as a weapon. Basically...Godou has a lot of experience with swords, and that's not even counting all the new Authorities I plan on introducing.
- #145
I thought Lancelot was like a summon, also I said I forgot about tsurugi after I posted and to forget what I posted aboveThe Golden sword isn't even a proper sword authority. I'm talking about Ame no Murakumo no Tsurugi, which is basically a God of Steel, and a subordinate God of Susanoo in the sense that he is Susanoo's sword. Then there's also Lancelot, who, iirc, can be manifested as a weapon. Basically...Godou has a lot of experience with swords, and that's not even counting all the new Authorities I plan on introducing.
- #146
Oh I didn't see the edit.I thought Lancelot was like a summon, also I said I forgot about tsurugi after I posted and to forget what I posted above
But anyway, Lancelot was once said to be summoned in the form of a weapon for Rama (King of End). But I'm not sure if they meant a literal weapon or if they were just objectifying her like a slave? So I'm putting my creativity to use here and just gonna assume she has a sword form. Cuz well... that'll be fun to write.
- #147
As for why I don't have Godou blasting out his authorities all the time...well, it's kinda like having cheat codes on GTA. It's fun at the start, but it gets pointless after all while.
If y'all disagree means y'all haven't tried it.
Chapter 4: Rivira
Mama Mia's slap on his back sent Godou's face slamming into the table.
"Business is booming!" she chortled. "I never imagined giving you the day off would reel in so many customers!"
Rubbing his nose painfully, Godou frowned. It was true; the evening crowd yesterday was far bigger than normal, and there had even been a queue forming outside because people wanted a taste of the fabled "Boar Tamer's" cooking. He hadn't expected his little feat to draw this much attention. It seemed not using his Authorities hadn't worked out as well as he thought it would have.
But it wasn't as bad as it could have been. Godou had been surprised to learn that monsters had escaped from captivity during the Festival, and the ensuing chaos had done much to suppress his own tale. Still though, the increase in customers had a very observable impact on his workload. Even when Ganesha had barged into the tavern, boisterously introducing himself and demanding to see the chef, Mama Mia had calmly told him and his Familia to wait outside for a table to free up.
Or else.
It had been a small victory for him, but the rest of the Hostess weren't very pleased with the increase in pace. He could tell because many of them were giving him the stinkeye. Only Mama Mia seemed overjoyed with it as she announced the increase in revenue and profit during their monthly performance review.
"With that in mind, you've all done very well, and of course, your wages will all be adjusted to reflect this boost in our earnings," she concluded, garnering satisfied looks from everyone.
Godou hoped that would be enough for them to stop blaming him. It wasn't entirely his fault, after all.
Godou stretched and yawned. They couldn't do meetings like this during working hours, so they'd had to sacrifice some of their free time for it. He was looking forward to his nap.
The door slammed open and Ganesha walked in, the rest of his Familia trailing behind him.
Godou groaned. He must have jinxed himself somehow with that one thought.
"We're closed," Mama Mia said, crossing her arms. "Come back-" she suddenly stopped, realizing that something was not quite right.
Ganesha had tears streaming down his cheeks. He wasn't the only one. His entire Familia radiated a kind of somber and despondent atmosphere Godou had only felt at funerals.
"Girls. Drinks." Her voice was soft, barely above a whisper.
"But-" Arnya complained.
"Now."
The Cat-girl gulped and leaped to action, Chloe hot on her heels. Ganesha took a seat, but the rest of his Familia chose to stand and huddle around him.
Godou's eyes met Shakti's. He knew the girl and her god had been looking for him the whole of last night, but he never got around to talking to them. It was partly because he had been overloaded in the kitchen, and partly because he hadn't wanted to be badgered by requests to join the Ganesha Familia.
Loki sent him enough letters as it was already.
Now he was starting to wonder if it had been the right thing to do.
"Lord Ganesha, what ails you?" Mama Mia asked, her tone dropping to one of respect and sympathy.
"A child of mine has just passed in the Dungeon," the God said morosely. Godou could hear the grief in his voice, and it sounded so heartfelt and sincere that he instantly knew that Ganesha was heartbroken.
"I see." Mama Mia nodded her head, sounding apologetic. "I am sorry for your loss. And you wish to have a toast?"
Ganesha shook his head. "No. I want information. We have been going from tavern to tavern, hoping to gather any kind of hearsay or rumors that will shed light on his death."
Godou saw Shakti avert her eyes.
"What happened, Lord Ganesha?" he asked. "You make it sound as though his death was..." he wanted to say 'unnatural', but found that it was not quite the right word to use.
"He was murdered," Shakti filled in the silence. "In Rivira." She clenched her fists. "It is supposed to be a safe zone. And Hashana...Hashana was not weak. He was Level Four, and to think someone could do that to him..."
Ganesha placed a hand on her trembling shoulder.
"There you have it. We want to get to the bottom of this. Not just for Hanasha's sake, but for all the children who live in Orario. Something is going on, and even we Gods are starting to feel uneasy. First, the strange power and the earthquake we felt a month ago. Then there was the strange young man who stumbled out of the Dungeon." At this, Godou winced. Did Ganesha still not know? "I have heard rumors of new monster species appearing, and there were the errant monsters during my Festival. Hashana's death is the final straw. We cannot sit still and twiddle our thumbs. We must act now, before more people are hurt." The God pounded his fist onto the table. "On this I swear, for I am Ganesha!"
The flicker of power was all Godou needed to tense up immediately. Ganesha had done...something. He looked around, realizing that nobody else seemed to have felt the disturbance. Was is it only him, then? A small trace of divine power, perhaps? Undetectable except to Gods and Campiones?
Arnya and Chloe hurried over, drinks in hand. The adventurers took them gratefully. A small toast and a moment of silence later, Shakti dipped her head slightly.
"Please. If you have overheard anything that sounds remotely connected, let us know immediately."
The waitresses looked at each other for a moment. As one, they shook their heads.
"Sorry," Syr said. "I wish we could help, but we really haven't heard anything."
"I...see," Ganesha responded sullenly. "Do let us know if anything changes."
The god took one last sip of his drink before standing up.
"Lord Ganesha," Godou called out.
The god turned to look at him. A small smile crossed his face, though it looked pained and forced. "Ah. The Boar Tamer. I still remember you. I apologize that I did not manage to compliment you in person for your food yesterday. It was truly delicious."
He felt guilty.
"Lord Ganesha. You...you truly cared for Hashana, didn't you?"
The smile did not drop. "Of course. I took him in when he was eight years old. I saw him grow from a young boy into a fine man. He only reached Level Four a few months ago, and I felt so immensely proud of him. Now I regret not telling him those words."
Godou kept quiet, even as the Ganesha Familia left.
One by one, the waitresses left, leaving only Mama Mia and him in the room.
"Mama Mia..."
"Go."
He looked up, stunned.
"Go," she repeated.
"Just like that?"
She nodded. "You feel you have to, don't you? Maybe you're right, and your appearance has something to do with whatever that's brewing. Or maybe you're wrong, and it turns out they are two separate events. No matter what happens, unless you go, you won't ever know."
It frightened him a little just how good Mama Mia was at reading him. He supposed there was a reason she was so well-respected, and it wasn't only because she was Level Six. He gulped. "What if...what if it's somehow my fault?"
She shrugged. "Then make things right."
"While I'm gone..."
"Don't worry, I'll pay May your wages."
Godou shuddered. She was too good.
Still, he found himself smiling as he left the Hostess.
Sinister thoughts plagued him as he walked towards the entrance of the Dungeon.
If what Ganesha said was true, then all the odd things that were happening all started with his arrival. It was something Godou feared, and could believe. Campiones were people that altered the course of fate with their very existences. Some seemed to be blessed with great luck, while Godou personally believed he was haunted by eternal misfortune. The idea that his presence had triggered a chain of events that endangered the citizens of Orario terrified him, only because he knew just how true it could be. It had happened before after all, since more than a few Heretic Gods had descended from the Netherworld and threatened to lay waste to entire cities unless he agreed to fight them.
If something along that line was happening here...he had to put an end to it.
He tried his best to recall the exact circumstances the followed after his arrival here.
He could not. Everything was fuzzy, a messy blur of fighting and walking. There had been nothing else.
Walk.
Fight.
Walk.
Fight.
The grotesque forms of the monsters bled into each other, and Godou struggled to even recollect a distinct image of any monster he had come across.
The only thing he remembered was looking up at the Sun and then blacking out, before waking up in a bed next to Aiz Wallenstein.
It had felt so long ago, but in reality it hadn't even been a month.
"Godou?" a surprised voice said next to him.
He turned, blinking in surprise when Shakti Varma walked up to him. "Shakti. What are you doing here?" he asked. "I thought you were...gathering information."
A sorrowful expression marred her pretty face. "Lord Ganesha asked me to collect the body. I am heading to Rivira right now."
Ah, a painful but necessary task. One no one should do by themselves.
"The Eighteenth Floor, right?" Godou recalled. "Do you mind if I follow along? I was thinking about exploring the Dungeon for a bit."
In truth, Godou had no idea where to start. But if the strange happenings were his fault, he had no doubt that it didn't matter where he was, but as long as he was in the Dungeon, trouble would find him instead.
"Sure," Shakti agreed, her mind clearly somewhere else. She took a few steps forward and Godou followed. She suddenly stopped, causing Godou to nearly bump into her.
"Godou."
"Yes?"
"Aren't you a chef?"
"Yes."
"So you're not an adventurer, right?"
"Hmmm. No, I don't think I can call myself one," he admitted.
She turned around and glared at him. "And you want to go to the Dungeon. And to the Eighteenth Floor, no less."
"Yes?" Godou replied uncertainly, though he was quite certain that wasn't the answer she was looking for.
"Are you stupid? Just because you somehow managed to tame a Battle Boar doesn't mean that you can suddenly take on the Dungeon!" The girl exploded into fury. "Do you know even seasoned Level Twos have died on the way the Rivira simply because of carelessness and bad luck? Has it occurred to you that there's a reason why people gain the blessings of Gods before deciding to become an adventurer? You don't just suddenly decide to explore the Dungeon on a whim! It takes training, preparation, and a Falna!"
"I'll be fine, I've gone in before," he said reassuringly.
"You have?" she blinked in surprise. She eyed him curiously. "But you don't even have a weapon..."
He flashed her a grin. "Don't worry, I do. It's just not something I like taking out when there are other people around."
Her frown remained on her face. "I don't think it's a good idea."
He shrugged. "It doesn't matter. I'm going in even if you think it's a bad idea. I want to do it." At this, he got a little bit more serious. "There's something I need to see for myself."
Her eyes narrowed. "Is this about Hashana's murder?"
"It might be."
Shakti thought about it for a long time. "Fine. I'll bring you along with me. But the moment I feel that you're unprepared for the Dungeon, you have to go back, are we clear?"
"Deal."
Inside, Godou was relieved. If Shakti wasn't there to guide him, he'd probably end up lost, and who knew how long it would take for him to get out this time.
"Something's not right," Shakti said worriedly.
"What are you talking about? Everything's fine!" Godou said cheerfully. "We've gone so far without seeing a single monster!"
"Why do I get the feeling that this is somehow your fault?" the woman mumbled accusingly. "Seventeen Floors without seeing a single monster...absurd. Did this happen the last time you were in the Dungeon?"
"No," Godou said, and left it at that.
"We're almost reaching the Floor Boss. I heard he was taken down a few days ago, but we can never be too careful."
"Floor Boss?" Godou asked, never hearing of such a thing before.
"A Monster Rex. Powerful monsters with a very long respawn time. They're usually two or three levels higher than the rest of the monsters on the floor, and killing one typically requires a party at the least."
Godou blinked. Flashbacks began to assault him, and he hazily recalled fighting some kind of giant skeleton that had wielded a giant stick. Huh. Perhaps that had been a Floor Boss.
They continued to walk, and Godou followed Shakti's slow pace as she cautiously entered a giant cavern with walls that looked to be solid crystal, heaving a sigh of relief when she found that it was empty. "It seems we are lucky. The Goliath has not respawned yet."
Godou instantly felt that something was wrong.
He crinkled his nose. "I smell smoke," he said. "It's very far away, but there's a very big fire going on."
Shakti sniffed the air a few times and frowned. "I don't smell anything. Do you know where it's coming from?"
Godou pointed at the tunnel that was across the room.
Her eyes widened. "That's the entrance to Rivira! If there's a big fire...we must go now!"
She grabbed his hand before breaking out into a sprint, running across the smooth floor as if their lives depended on it.
As they reached closer, Godou discovered it wasn't a tunnel. It was a giant hole.
"Jump!" Shakti shouted, flinging her own body into the darkness.
Unfortunately, because their fingers were still interlocked, Godou suddenly found himself diving into the abyss, and felt the wind knocked out of him when he hit a wall of some kind on the way down.
This wasn't a hole, he realized. It was a giant slide. He felt his body careening across the smooth rock surface through the twisting tunnel, and at some point Shakti let go of him. This was precisely why he needed a guide. As someone who would have liked to believe he was a naturally sane person, jumping into random holes in the ground was something he'd never do on purpose.
The brightness hit him before the ground. But the ground was still a close second and his face slid across dirt and grass as he belly-flopped onto some kind of field. Trying to catch his bearings, Godou thought for a moment they had exited the Dungeon, but a quick survey of the sky revealed that there wasn't any. Instead, the giant crystal-like dome that covered the vast expanse of the Eighteenth Floor seemed to emit light of its own, mimicking the Sun in the outside world.
Standing up, he found himself overlooking a cliff's edge and instantly found his breath taken away by the beauty before him. He could see why people called this place a safe zone. Luscious forests and grassy plains stretched across the entire area, and a large lake was tucked into one side. At the center of it, a giant tree stood planted in the middle of the Floor, reminding Godou of the legend of Yggdrasil. And at the very bottom of the tree, a small town.
It was burning. Smoke billowed out of windows as tongues of flames licked across the wooden walls and fences of the settlement.
He could identify green, four-legged, vine-like monsters crawling across the town, with heads that resembled Venus-Flytraps. Adventurers were darting all around, some putting up a fight, others simply trying to run away.
"Another invasion," Shakti said, her lips forming into a thin grimace.
"Another one? You mean this has happened before?" Godou asked in surprise.
The captain of the Ganesha Familia nodded. "Invasions aren't uncommon. Rivira has been rebuilt many times. But I do not recognize these monsters. That in itself makes this worth investigating. You wait here. I am going to join the counterattack effort."
With that, Shakti vanished, leaving behind a rather conflicted Godou.
There was a battle in front of him. His Campione instincts had already kicked in, and he could feel his arms shaking in excitement. Dormant Authorities and abilities resurfaced in his mind, demanding to be called upon. He felt the corners of lips rising slowly in a grin, and immediately suppressed the urge to complete the action.
Was this his fight?
It was a rare experience for him. A battle occurring within sight, one that didn't involve him. He was certain the adventurers could handle themselves. Like Shakti said, this happened all the time. Eventually, the adventurers would win and the town would be rebuilt.
This was a chance for him to be completely selfish. To not care about his position as a Campione in the slightest and get away with a clean conscience.
Godou swallowed. People might die if he did nothing. But that was the difference between adventurers and civilians. Adventurers were supposed to be prepared to die.
The haunting image of Ganesha's final pained smile suddenly hit him like a truck.
He clenched his fists. Every adventurer here was a member of a Familia, weren't they? How many of them were the prides and joys of their Familias? How many of Gods patiently awaited their return to Orario, knowing that there was always a possibility they might never come back? How many Gods had sacrificed their power and their comfort to walk among mortals, all to raise their children with their own hands?
The Gods here were not bad people, and it was a truth Godou had come to realize a long time ago. And yet he had done nothing but to sit on it.
He never liked the Heretic Gods in his old world. And the simple fact that he enjoyed the thrill of fighting them made him hate himself. Heretic Gods were selfish. They were hedonistic. They were cruel. They razed cities to the ground to draw his attention and to get him to fight them. They were no different from toddlers who threw tantrums to get what they wanted.
And Godou had indulged them. Always. Knowing that people would be hurt from his inaction had always dragged him to his feet and to face his new challenger. And in the course of their ensuing battle, maps would be redrawn, landscapes would be reshaped, lives would be ruined.
And at the end? All Godou would feel was exhilaration and satisfaction from winning. There was no exception. It wouldn't be until much later that he realized that all the destruction had been partly his fault, and then he would wallow in self-loath and despair, relying on his girls to bring him out of it by telling him he'd done the world a favor.
At least, until the next Heretic God came along, and then the cycle would repeat itself.
He hated being a Campione.
But that was in his old world. What about here?
People here did not see him as a pillar of might to measure their own power against. Heretic Gods, his natural enemies, did not exist. Instead, they were replaced with caring, impotent, friendly ones. It was one thing to reject their recruitment attempts. But letting their precious Familia members die just because he was being selfish...
Godou laughed because he had no idea how else to react.
How was he any different from Heretic Gods? Or from Voban and Luo Hao?
He clenched his fists
All he wanted was a normal life. To be like any other average person. In the past, that had meant not fighting Heretic Gods and other Campiones. It had meant not having to constantly fear for his life or the safety of those he cared about
What about here, in this new world, where fighting monsters seemed to be the norm? Lives were always at stake for these adventurers, and yet they braved the dangers of the Dungeon everyday for all kinds of reasons.
And then there were the Gods that supported them. The word Familia obviously meant something. They were family. They lived with each other, cried with each other, loved each other.
It was a system he could not bring himself to hate, even if he had no desire to be a part of it. In some sense, the sheer powerlessness of the Gods made them more human than he was. And for that, he empathized with them. Every time a Heretic God or another Campione challenged him, his girls would always be dragged into the fight, forced to face an opponent far more powerful than they were. It always terrified him that one day he would not be strong enough to protect them all.
The Gods here lived like that everyday, watching the backs of their children vanish into the darkness of the Dungeon, knowing that there was nobody they could pray to for their safety. And yet, they put up with this pain, because obviously they had found some meaning in it.
No, he grudgingly admitted that these Gods were inherently different from the Gods of his world.
These Gods were worth believing in.
They were good Gods, and he did not want that to change, even if it meant dirtying his hands a little.
A gold blur crashed into the trunk of the giant tree. Godou instantly recognized Aiz Wallenstein.
Sighing, he jumped off the edge of the cliff.
Loki's Familia just had to be here, didn't they?
"Finn!"
His spear impaled the core of the Viola and it burst into dust.
He turned to Riveria and followed her alarmed gaze. His eyes narrowed when he saw Aiz sailing through the air, the red-haired tamer following close behind.
He cursed. The strange plant-woman hybrid of a monster was running straight towards what remained of Riveria, and the Pallum had only a moment to sort through his priorities. Seeing Tione and Tiona rush after the monster, he quickly rushed towards Aiz's falling form.
The tamer was already rushing towards where Aiz had landed, but what frightened him more was the energy signature that had just blasted itself within his senses. It was heading right towards Aiz, and Finn poured every ounce energy he had into his legs to intercept both the tamer and the newcomer.
He wasn't going to be fast enough.
The tamer launched a punch at Aiz's unmoving body, which was still stuck in the crater she'd made on impact. Finn threw his spear as a last ditch attempt, hoping it would buy just enough time for him to reach.
A single hand caught his spear, and not only that, another stopped the tamer's punch in its tracks. The sheer amount of force that had been packed into both attacks resulted in a small shockwave that arose from their sudden loss in momentums.
Finn stopped mid-stride, and Riveria landed right next to him.
"Kusanagi...Godou," he said softly. Truly, if there had been anyone he last expected to see here, it would be the stubborn chef from the Hostess of Fertility who had shot down every one of Loki's recruitment attempts.
"Yo, Finn," the boy said, tossing his spear back at him. "Thought you guys could use some help. I figured Loki would be upset if her precious princess were to die here."
The Captain of the Loki Familia deftly caught his own weapon, before cautiously inspecting it. Bete had mentioned Godou's tremendous speed. But speed wasn't enough to do what he'd just done. Immense strength accompanied his agility, but it was a welcome revelation given that the boy appeared to be their ally.
The tamer, getting over her shock, reacted immediately, twisting her body and sending her foot flying towards Godou.
The boy barely seemed to notice, but his now-free palm grabbed her ankle mid-kick and he threw into the air.
"So, who's she?" he asked.
"We don't know," Finn admitted. "But we believe that she's the monster tamer that launched the invasion."
He saw Godou frown and turn towards the red-haired girl, who had backed up and was now watching him with a guarded look.
"You," she snarled. "I never thought I'd see you again."
Finn looked at him, realizing that Godou was just as confused as he was.
"I don't think we've met," the chef said.
"You don't remember?" the girl said. "I was there when you were summoned."
Godou's eyes narrowed. "So you're the one that brought me here?"
She scoffed. "Like I would do something so foolhardy. But I have said enough. Letting you live was a mistake. I will correct it. Your death takes priority over Aria's retrieval." She unslung the sword on her back.
Finn glanced at Aiz, who was still unconscious and bleeding heavily. Riveria was already on the way to healing her.
"She is strong," he warned Godou. "For her to beat Aiz so easily. She is at least Level Five, maybe even Six."
The black-haired boy seemed completely unperturbed. "They're just numbers to me. What I really need to know is the information she has."
Finn readied his spear. "As do I. I will help you."
"Prepare yourself," the tamer said. "Campione."
And then Godou exploded in a bright flash of light.
"Campione."
She knew.
Whoever this girl was, she knew.
She had the answers he'd almost given up on finding. More than that, she had information he wanted no other person to have. At that very moment, Godou decided to pull out all the stops, consequences be damned. He'd committed to the fight. Now he was going to end it.
Power that had been untouched for nearly a month bubbled, then boiled at his beckoning. Senses that had dulled, heightened at the command from his sharpened mind. A connection that had since been severed, was forced back into existence by his unconquerable will.
Divine power flooded out his every pore, bathing him in golden light as he felt the true power of a Campione course through his veins.
The girl had drawn her sword. She looked confident with it. She had defeated the Sword Princess with it, after all, and she must have somehow thought that it would be her trump card.
Godou grinned.
How wrong she was. She should've fought him barehanded. Because now the only thing she'd be giving him was an excuse to draw a sword of his own.
He called upon the Authority. No, it was more than that. He was a friend. An ally. A partner.
The light that enshrouded him seemed to have grown a will of its own. It swirled, coalescing into his palm, and the corporeal light solidified itself there to form the gleaming edge of a blade. The energy was sucked in by the metal, and then spat out at its base to form a golden hilt and guard, leaving behind a sword as black as midnight in Godou's hand.
Godou saw everybody flinch. Even Aiz suddenly sat up straight, her eyelids snapping wide open as her gaze was glued to the thrumming blade he held.
The sword shook in his hands, and Godou allowed it to do as it wished. It raised itself and with it, Godou's arm, to point its sharp tip at the red-haired's girls throat.
The first traces of nervousness and apprehension flashed across his opponent's face. "What...are you?" she asked.
The girl gulped. She charged, swinging her sword at Godou's neck, who did nothing but stick out his hand with the sword. A straightforward attack like this could be easily countered.
But at the last moment, the girl ducked, her first attack nothing more than a feint, as she tried to stab Godou in the gut. It had been the right choice, for Godou's own blade swung millimeters above her head just after her maneuver. The panic in her eyes told him that she knew that if she'd acted even a moment later, she would have been dead.
Still, the tip of her sword was an inch away from his stomach. He slammed his sword down. Divine steel cut through her sword like it was butter, and then it shattered in her palms, splintering into dust.
She blinked at her now-empty hands, immediately leaping back before Godou could stab her. Her eyes narrowed down at his sword, then she glared at him. "This isn't over," she said, leaping backwards.
An even greater influx of power surged through his body. His body felt as light as air. No, it was more accurate to to say that his body had become air. He'd activated the Raptor, and the two active Authorities had fused, turning his body into a living sword made of the wind.
In the time for it took for her to take a single step in her escape, Godou was already in front of her, and a blade made of air slashed out to cut her.
'She has got good reflexes', his partner thought to him, as she leaned backwards to avoid the attack.
But they weren't good enough, because he deactivated the Raptor to land solid kick on her stomach, sending her reeling backwards as blood and spit trickled out of her lips.
She tried to get up, but her legs gave way as she clutched her gut in pain. Godou walked towards her, dragging the sword behind him.
He could see the panic in her eyes. He'd seen it countless times, when Heretic Gods who thought themselves to be infallible and invincible fell to his blade. He enjoyed teaching them just how little the word 'immortal' meant to him. He relished in her fear, and he would enjoy the fountain of blood that would spew out when he-
He stopped himself.
He let out a deep sigh.
"You're making me think all these nasty thoughts, aren't you?"
The sword in his hand seemed to shirk back slightly. "Ah. So you've noticed."
"Stop it. She's just a girl."
"But I am having so much fun. Look! She's trembling!"
She was, and Godou took no pleasure in looking at it. The inherent thirst for battle every Campione had was unquenchable, and each moment in combat only intensified the desire some more. This was why it seemed like every Campione was a battle-maniac, and sometimes even Godou found himself lost in the euphoria of a good fight.
But could this even be considered a fight?. The weapon in his hand had been used to slay Gods, and using it for a rogue tamer was like bringing a hydrogen bomb to a water balloon fight.
Still, the girl had been more than willing to kill him, so Godou couldn't completely let down his guard. The point of his blade hovered dangerously near her throat.
She gulped.
The sound of cracking glass suddenly interrupted them, followed by the shaking of the earth and a malevolent roar that seemed as though the Dungeon itself was howling in hatred.
The ever-darkening shadow beneath his feet made Godou look up.
"That's a big guy." Even the god-slaying sword seemed dumbfounded at the sight of the black giant descending from a crack in the ceiling aimed right above them.
"Run!" he looked down, wanting to help the fallen girl up, but blinked in surprise when he realized she was already gone. She'd taken the opportunity to escape, and Godou cursed that he'd wasted precious seconds that could've been used for running for his life.
This...this was definitely his fault, he was sure of it.
Whee badass time?
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For those of you who isn't that much Familiar with Babylonian Mythos, Ishtar sent down the Bull of Heavens, Gulganna to punish Gil because she got butthurt over his refusal.
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Different Bull I think, but yeah.You know what would be more satisfying? Throwing the Bull at Ishtar... The irony!!!For those of you who isn't that much Familiar with Babylonian Mythos, Ishtar sent down the Bull of Heavens, Gulganna to punish Gil because she got butthurt over his refusal.
Also, what just happened? She knew what a Campione was, and still thought that she could take him? I mean, maybe she can talk the talk, but she couldn't walk the walk. Which is strange.
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