This time Momonga isn't alone in the New World but with his long time friend Drakiania.
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I'm aware I gave the female protagonist a name, it's mostly to fit her avatar. I'll try not to mention too many details so y'all can still imagine it...
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First off, thank you for 100K. The support for this was unbelievable uwu. Thank you everyone who made it this point, wether you were here from the start or joined hallways, thank you!❤️ With that, I hope you enjoy the ending :).
Averath's POV; The alley was dark and dank, mice scattered with each step I took deeper into the red washed corridor. I was alone, carrying a reinforced briefcase. Inside it contained a newly developed weapon that was highly sought after in the black market as of now.
Of course, I usually would not be doing grunt work. But this was a highly important transaction with the Familia that I have to sadly admit, we could not really afford to get into a scuffle with at the moment. Although I walked alone in the cold alley, I knew the streets were crawling with my men and backup. A comforting glint of a sniper's scope in the distance is an added source of security.
I was outfitted in my usual attire, a modern yet traditional take on a outer layer Furisode*. Its cut was hugging yet flowing at the same time, which accommodated for the numerous weapons that I carried on my person. In case, something went wrong, I would not be defenceless.
I leant against the wall of the alley, hidden from sight behind a jutting column that attached to the wall. Propping a leg up, I flicked my wrist to loosen my sleeves and sent it as a signal for everyone to be on high alert. I had been standing here for 5 minutes already, it was unlike this family to be late, especially when meeting with us.
My eyes flickered around the alleyway, looking for traps that might have been set in advance. Before I could fully scan the walls, my earpiece beeped and a crisp voice filtered through.
"Get out of there, there is too much hostile movement for just a peaceful transaction."
Instantly, my body sprung into action. I pushed off the wall and sprinted down the other side of the alley, towards where I knew an exit was. I brushed my hair out of my face as I narrowly dodged a bullet that was fired at me. I clicked my tongue, these idiots actually opened fire on me?
I continued winding through the maze of alleyways towards a set destination that was designated for a scuffle, activating my shield and barking out orders to my men over the intercom we were all wired to. I never actually expected them to try to take the weapon this way...
___________________ 3rd Person POV; Ains was reluctant to open fire on his friend but after seeing that she made no move to make the first attack, he steeled himself and casted all emotions aside. He flung every skill he ever knew or learnt at her, his mind was focused solely on bringing the real her back somehow.
The goddess only dodged and put a shield up, they circled each other in the air. One giving all his long range spells a shot, while the other only seemed to be leading further into the sky. Ains let out a desperate shout into the air; "Draki, please wake up! You're hurting your own Guardians!"
