The Reaper, in his old 70s suit, kneels before a dead alter of Anna.
Prometheus grabs his shoulder, angered. "R̵̙̓͝e̵̳̮̎͒á̵͙͗p̴̩͈̍͐s̶̺̟̀!̷̳̝͒ ̸͓̃͝W̴͋ͅe̷͕͆͝ ̴̜͔̇ḡ̷͔ö̴͔́t̴̠͒͒t̷͉͉̿a̴̢̿̓ ̷̯͖̿ǧ̸͇̈õ̷̠͇!̷̹͛" he yelled, muffled. "Ṟ̶̛E̵̞̥̓́A̴̡̠͌P̵̥̼̔̈́S̷̺͋̏!̸͚̽!̸̠͑̌!̷̲̓̄͜ ̴̻̉̑R̷͈̆͗Ȅ̵̪Ą̷̛͚̿P̸̹̓̚S̶̙̖̓̅!̷͚̾̎!̴̨̾!̶̻̀̕ ̴̲̔R̶̯̋̀ͅĔ̷̬̣͌E̵̠͆̚E̸̦̒E̷̛͕E̴͍̒̍E̷̟̣̚E̵̥̪̋͂Ë̶̹̠́̌Ė̸̜̮͘E̷͐̋͜E̵͊̕͜E̸̘̹̔͆Ḛ̶͙̀̈́E̸̖͉͂A̵̻̒́P̷̪͎̓͌Ş̵̄!̷̗̦̽!̶͉̃!̶͔̘̐̓"
The Reaper wakes up in his small bedroom. He seems to be clenching on a locket that is tied around his neck. "I'm sorry, Anne. I love you... I always will..."
The Reaper yawns and walks out of his bedroom.
Captain Book, in the Reaper's head, yawns: "Did our body just sleep?"
"No," sighed the Reaper. "I was meditating."
Haruno, in the Reaper's head: "No. You were clearly sleeping. There is difference, Reaper."
The Reaper facepalms, walking into the kitchen and preparing coffee. "Guys. Just please be quiet."
Both identities: "No."
The Reaper slams his head on the table.
A video activates, revealing Miguel Azral from the last book. "Hello! It's me! Miguel Ibarra! PRINCE OF THE ASWANGS!!! Or, as they call me, the Aswang Prince! Greatest and most beloved Superhero of the entire Multiverse! This is my Vlog I host on my shared channel with Lord! By the way, how IS Lord? How is... Everybody?
Well, beginning with me, obviously...
It's been months since Aurora's Invasion... Right now it's the middle of Summer and Summer Vacation is in the air! I've finally made friends with my old bullies since then!"
Miguel hands Tyrone a set of video games as Tyrone shares his. Tyrone shares an honorable and respectful nod to Miguel. Miguel smiles and nods back.
"For example, Tyrone and I had been trading games for a while! Cool guy once you get to know 'im!
Anastasia? She's been hanging with me for a while..."
While in the rain, Miguel and Anastasia rest their foreheads on each other and slow dance while laughing.
"Great girl. We show a lot of laughs together!
Now, you're probly wonderin'... How is Jedan and Lord in their podcast? Check out Jedan and Lord in their podcast! They've been working with me on our new D&D Shared Multiverse! Glad for reaching 1 billion Subs! Thank you for all the support, guys!"
Jedan and Lord laugh while in front of mics while reacting to Terminator 2.
"Happy? He gained some repairs AND upgrades with the help of Athena, Fred, and Gerard... Since then, they took a break from our group and had been fighting some guy in Superhero World."
Happy, now having heavier armor and a muscular build, falls in front of a bunch of terrorists and blasts them away with his rockets. He turns to them with a badass grin on his face.
Fred then finishes a modified bomb as the Athenas pass the bomb to Gerard, who zooms into the building.
The group smiles and walks away from the explosion.
*BOOOOOM!!!*
"Prometheus? After he got his family back, he's been visiting a lot! Less time with us, though. But, he's been having fun introducing his family to his parents. Same with the Reaper."
"Which one's the man?" asked Joseph.
"Uh... Jedan, is, Dad," said Prometheus.
Joseph squints at him. "He looks like a girl."
"Yeah... Dad... That's the point. He's a femboy."
"Ah what?"
"Femboy... I-I-I-It's not a gender... more like... a... profession?" said Prometheus.
"What is that? Some kinda gay shit?"
"Him! He's a femboy!" yelled the Reaper.
"His name is Jimboy?" asked Joseph.
"HE'S A FEMBOY!!!" yelled the entire family.
"Right... Again... What is that? One of those new fangly genders?"
"Dad. It's 2066 in this Goddamned dimension. No. Femboy is an expression. Not an indication."
"But HE IS gay shit, right?"
"Oh, yeah. Definitely gay shit," said Prometheus. "And he's called Jenna-chan, now."
"I sucked this man's dick like there's no tomorrow," said Jenna.
"Yeah. Sorry, Dad..." said Prometheus.
"Uh... I accept you. You, two. You sure you're women?" asked Joseph.
"Yes," said Annalisa. "We're his wives."
"Cool... Cool... HONEY!!! HE'S 2/3 STRAIGHT!!! WE STILL HAVE A CHANCE!!!" yelled Joseph.
"GOOD FOR YOU, OLD MAN!!!" yelled Mary.
"Dad, please. That's bigoted," said Prometheus.
"Your face is bigoted," said Joseph.
Prometheus facepalms.
"Anyway... We're gonna be reuniting by the end of the month! Hope to see you all soon!" smiled Miguel, before signing out. "Phew! A job well done, Miguel! Greatest hero ever!"
Meanwhile...
A man sits down on his throne made of gold in a dark moonlit room with strange bats and creatures ticking their wings behind him. He crosses his legs and sneers, watching Miguel's Vlog.
He has a crown made of light blue thorns each protruding on his head.
"Hm..." said the strange crowned man. "'The Aswang Prince', he says. "Who the hell is this arrogant fool who dares argue his royal status...? He doesn't seem to be related to me at all... Blaspheming the name of the glorious Aswang race... He had insulted me..." He looks at himself from the reflection in the glass. "Mirror, mirror, on the glass... Who is the one King to rule them all-...?" he asked, before disappearing as the glass shatters on the ground.
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The Blood from the Imposter Crown (2024)
Science FictionIn the sequel to "Blood of the Aswangs," join Miguel Azral as he unravels the mysterious truth about his lineage. Thought to be the legendary Aswang Prince, Miguel discovers his true nature as a hybrid of a demon and a Pantheon, his blood holding a...
