AlterMyth - A Hololive Fanfiction

Descent of the Priestess

Prologue

When Ina'nis Ninomae awakened, she was no longer in the basement of the Bordeaux Municipal Library.

Instead, she found herself in a world of hellfire and brimstone that Ina had seen in her prophetic dreams. She was being carried through that world in the strong yet gentle arms of the Grim Reaper who called herself Calliope Mori.

Ina watched that strange new world with eyes that were filled with fear and fascination in equal parts.

The last time she saw Grim Reapers, they were fighting against the mighty Gawr Gura in a bloody melee in the library. Guns and clubs against the aquamarine trident. Here, they were celebrating and cheering while playing instruments in her honor.

They hailed her arrival and threw bunches of red spider lily flowers that sailed through the air before Ina's eyes.

Nervous as she was, Ina shored up the courage to listen to the strange chanting and cheers around her. Just like when Calliope introduced herself moments ago, Ina was being called the 'Priestess'.

It was the same name that she referred to the transfigured self she imagined in her dreams. She had kept this hidden in the depths of her heart and mind all this time.

Hearing that title shouted out by the crowds was unsettling for her - as if her secrets were being laid bare for all to see.

While Ina struggled to make sense of the chants and the strange world that she was brought into, Calliope suddenly stopped in her tracks. The reaper then knelt down on the brimstone brick road and spoke with stiff formality.

"Death-sensei! I present to you Priestess Ina'nis Ninomae from the Far East - and her Grimoire."

Death-sensei?

Grimoire?

All of the sudden, Ina found a pair of long, dark shadows looming over her. She dared to look up at the shadows and was terrified by the people she saw there - and the conditions that they were in.

The well-dressed Captain James Morrison appeared before her, albeit without the RMS Teutonic cap, and wore a saccharine, honeyed smile of satisfaction on his wrinkled lips.

Despite this sugar coated front, there was a menacing aura about him that was thicker than the air around Ina.

"Well done, Calliope Mori. Well done, Jacqueline Chadwick!" The true identity of Captain Morrison as 'Death-sensei' spoke with a thunderous voice that echoed far and wide. He then carefully took the Grimoire from Ina's hands and raised it up to the crowd for all to see, "Priestess Ninomae and her Grimoire will bring about a new age for the Grim Reapers - all thanks to your valiant efforts of you and your teams."

"I'm honored, Death-sensei." Calliope answered dutifully and kept her head low.

Ina's eyes then turned to the lady standing beside Death-sensei. It was the First Mate Jacqueline Chadwick, but her body was only partially fleshed out. Only a third of her body and three-fourths of her face had skin or muscle tissue on it. The rest of her body, like her right hand, was skeletal - just like many of the Grim Reapers who were lining up for the procession.

Chadwick's jaw - half of which was still skeletal - grinned at Ina and she puffed, "Boo!"

Ina went pale as a ghost in the presence of the two. Her fear silenced her and a cold sweat formed on her brow. Seeing them loom over her like that told Ina that she truly was in the Underworld now.

The realm of the Grim Reapers themselves.

At the very least, Ina thought, the pink-haired Grim Reaper carrying her seemed like a gentle soul. But that was a drop in the ocean of hellfire around her.