"I thought we were done with adventure for the night..."
"It's not the first day you've met me. You know my schedule."
"Doesn't normally include being trussed up and offered as sacrifices to a megalomaniac god, does it?"
"I try to keep away from events like this."
"Well that didn't go so well..."
"Quite. I really expected to take out at least one bruiser before I got trussed up."
"On the bright side, we're gonna be tasty snacks for Shiet."
"Screw this Shiet. The moment I get out of these bonds, I'm gonna beat them up like they-"
"The fact that you haven't gotten out yet shows that you never will get that chance."
"You got me there. They put something in the rope. It's blocking my powers."
"Shouldn't you be weak without your powers?"
"My wit cannot be stolen so easily."
"How I wish it could be...are they gonna sacrifice us or not, believe it or not, staring at the same booing crowd for a whole hour is getting boring. And it's midnight. My mom expects me home by tomorrow morning."
"Such a mother's boy. About to be sacrificed to Shiet but stills whines about tardiness."
"Silence blasphemers!"
"Oh. Baldy's back"
"Can we be sacrificed now? I'm hungry."
"Silence! You shall now be judged by Shiet. Pray you are not chosen."
"Ooh! Take me! Big demonic Ultraman! I'm down here, you dipshit."
"Did you just..."
"Flip off a god? Story of my life."
"Shiet has chosen. Black-haired devil, you have been elected to burn."
"Well Shiet you, baldy, I'm getting sacrificed today! Magrathea! Now!"
"You do realize we don't have a plan?"
"Yes we do."
With that, Asura leapt up and leaped straight towards the outstretched wooden hand meant to smite Magrathea, and bit down hard.
"Ouch."
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Before The Fall (origins)
FantasyTwo boys. One in size and one at heart. One hell of a childhood. Note: If you want, skip to the chapter labelled Fishing. That's a good a place to start as any. But if you don't mind boringly vague exposition, go ahead and start from the beginni...