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Kyrie Kotomine is killed by the Force of change, Destiny, the brother of Fate. Kyrie finds herself inside t...
An old man with a long white beard and the one who's supposedly "God" hums to himself after talking with the Goddess of Love. He had just finished making another cup of tea as he thought about how Touya was doing.
As he takes a sip, he felt a gate open in his realm. Expecting a visit from the boy he accidentally killed, he looked on with a smile but was quickly uneased.
The person in front of him was not Touya.
"Hello, God." A shuddering, deep voice comes from behind that mask. The white shroud leaked cold.
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God was unfazed, as the only thing that can is an accident or a mistake. Otherwise, he is a dauntless man.
God: "What can I do you for, Mr...?"
"Death..."
God chuckles at the word.
God: "There is no such God of Death I know of. I'm not sure who you are, but traveling to the Divine Realm like this is punishable, you know?"
He sips his tea, unfazed by the person approaching the table that was set up.
God: "Though I must admit, your presence and aura are like a god's."
Death: "You know very well that I am inevitable."
God: "Yes, yes. You're eternal, unending, and never change. I've heard many people say that before in the mortal realm."
He spoke without regard for the entity, carefree and casual.
Death: "I am here to finish what you have started. You, after all, were the one that defied Death for someone... This justifies my-... let's call it divine intervention."
The voice from Death was clearly amused, but there was just something that made God concerned—absolute confidence.
Whoever this man claims himself to be, he knows he can back up his words.
Death: "You will no longer have control over the life of Mochizuki Touya."
He points a sword at God's face, to which he sighed, unimpressed and unfazed.
God: "You know, whatever you are,..."
He sighed.
God: "When you point a finger at one person..."
The clouds clear to find the many other gods surrounding Death.
God: "There's always more pointing back at you."
Everyone was there with confidence and a serious look on their face. They were all there; the deities of Love, the Hunt, Combat, Alcohol, Swords, Space-Time, Music, Agriculture, and including God himself.
Death: "..."
He turned to look at them all, still keeping his sword pointed at God. God stood up.
God: "Your allies are none, and your enemies many. What'll you do now?"
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