Deicide

Deity Grypherburg

Artist: Toriyoshi on Danbooru

Ursus, Deity Grypherburg

1084, January 28

Pov: Third person

Having just arrived at Ursus's main mobile city. Regulus takes in quite the sight in his unique way.

Regulus: "Huh, it's way more irritating to glance at."

While he slowly paces to the palace. Regulus takes a swig of his favorite warm liquid. Hot chocolate. The best in all of Terra. Nothing could come close to beating such greatness. Just the perfect amount of Victorian sugar, sargonain cocoa powder, and fine minoain milk.

Regulus: "Man, after a goods day traveling, hot chocolate hits the spot!"

???: "Отвали!"

Regulus halts. A spectacle right at a book store. A beafy man screaming his head off at a lengthy short youthful man.

Burly man: "You infected have no business in my store! No less being an employee here!"

Pitiful young adult: "Please сударь! My family needs the money! I can work out of sight -"

Burly man: "If any news outlet catch wind of an infected worker here, I'll be out of business! You are fired! Now fuck out of my store!"

Before the young man could plea any longer. A rough hand grabs him by the scarf, then tosses him through the open door.

Infected man: "ack!"

A satisfied smile forming on the bastards large face. Knowing his business is safely infectedless free. Funnily, he'd have to worry about whose hot chocolate the book seller just spilled.

Regulus: ".....Hot.....Chocolate....."
His beloved drink, now knocked over. Pain in the rear to get ingredients from all over the land was just ruined by the prick who threw the boy.

Screwed man: "Ah! My bad! That infected had to be escorted out of my store." The unsympathetic bear let out a chuckle.

Regulus: "...................................................."
Regulus clenched his empty, no hot chocolate filled flask hand. No hint of anger nor saddness on his cheeks. Just the expressionless of malice sharply gazing to where his hot chocolate had fallen to the sidewalk.

Dead man: "Hey pal!" The enormous bear man points to the infected he had thrown out. "If not for this infected, your drink would had been intact! I'd take your anger onto that freak instead!"

Regulus glances to the sprawled out perro. The frail man fearfully closes his eyes shut, expecting the worst to let loose. Regulus walks to the dog man. Gently lifting the mistreated infected to his feet.

Infected man: "What?"

Dead man: "Hm!?"

The perro and burly man were appalled by Regulus's action.

Regulus: "You, boy, pick up my flask and wait here." He heads to the dead man standing. Regulus has his focus on the one who started this whole shin dig.

Regulus: "Hey jackhole, what's the difference between you and pests?"

Dead man: "What's that supposed to mea-"

The aforementioned man crashes through his stores display window. Regulus had punched him with righteous intent.

Regulus: "Pests know their place." Regulus seamlessly cracked a singular finger with his thumb. He turns to the perro, holding his flask.

Infected man: "Emperor almighty!" Godsmacked by such display of badassery strength of the luxurious suitted caped man.

Regulus: "Ah~! The Nuisance is doubt with!" He cheerfully yapped. "Boy, my flask." Holding out his hand.