God of the New World [COMPLETED]

Chapter 13

- You try to go in there, and I will tear you apart. Do you understand me, cat? - Mizuki's voice had an animal-like snarl in it.

- Stand back. - Koneko said softly, squinting her eyes. - He's been sitting there for three days. This is not good. Neo needs to get out of this house. Otherwise he will break down.

It's been a little over a week since the famous "terrorist attack," as people called the horrible massacre. The demons had to hastily cover their tracks, and Kyo itself had turned into a cold war zone. There was literally everyone in it: the three factions, representatives of the Ayakashis, vampires, the holy church, and a few "watchers" from other mythologies.

Events on this scale hadn't happened in a long time, not since the great fire in London in the year six hundred and sixty-six. That year, tens of thousands of people and many otherworldly beings died, unleashing a "small" war of faith.

This time, the quiet town came as a surprise to all. No one expected such madness, especially in the third millennium.

It's lucky that the Masquerade was not broken, otherwise the war would have been in full bloom by now. It is possible to find a reason, but the pretext was already there.

Humanity.

Humanity is a bargaining chip. A commodity. Naive people don't even know they've been used since they appeared. Souls, blood, body, everything that makes up a human being, his very essence - all this is material used by otherworldly beings.

Who knows what would happen if mankind found out that the powers that be regarded them as mere cattle. Useful and amusing.

And even if humanity had learned that the Gods were not fiction, that they were the true masters of this world, then nothing would have changed.

Humans would not have been able to fight creatures of this level. Neither bacterial, nor thermal or climatic, nor atomic toys. Technology at this level would not have been able to defeat the magic of the ancients. Perhaps give humanity a thousand years of development and something would change, but time is a strange thing. And in that time people would have tried to destroy themselves again, which the Gods could not allow.

And it would start all over again. A vicious circle of infinity that cannot be broken.

Or could it?

- He needs to be alone. - Kitsune said glumly, crossing her arms under her chest. - Do you have any idea what he's been through? Though you wouldn't know that, Nekomata, taking the side of the demons. The horny cat sold out his race for the sake of service.

- I know exactly how he feels. - Koneko ignored the lunge in her direction, clenching her fists until they crunched. - That's why I won't let him close in on me.

- Ho? And this is coming from you, girl? - Mizuki was beginning to slowly go mad at the words of this demonic mutt. Or cat, it doesn't matter! - There's more demon than ayakashi hypostasis in you right now. When was the last time you used our magic? When did you awaken your spirit? Pfft, how did you even...

- My powers are dangerous. - The white-haired girl lowered her head. - They're only harmful. I'm not going to use something that can hurt my friends.

Kitsune stared at Koneko for a few seconds, then sighed wearily and pressed her foxy ears to her head, realizing that it was not the most appropriate thing to unload tension on a demoness, much less an heiress of an ancient and highly respected ayakashi family.

But on the other hand, the girl could not forgive these demons. To forgive them so many deaths and, most importantly, the death of her lover's parents.

The territory was under the control of the Gremory and Sitri clans, she had learned this from her grandfather, and Neo had told her who he was friends with, which surprised the young Kitsune as much as her grandfather.