Chapter 3: The sin of simplicity [part 2] -- Note: this one was a doozy!

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She erred night and day, her mind whispering lies and slander to her defenseless ear. Her obsessions developed day by day as she struggled to get stronger to defeat Kamren. Though, she quickly noticed she was at the peak of what she could do by herself and that she now needed to take part in more difficult means of training. The deep Ichigaya dungeon. By herself, she'd never be able to undertake such an exploit even with her partner but with Kamren... 'Add betrayal to your list of sins', her mind snapped at her sharply. She walked into Shinjuku Babel and people turn to watch her walk. Small groups stopped talking when they saw her. When had she become such a celebrity? She walked slowly and uneasily, having to stop and lean on her crutch.

'You're such an ass hole Kamren! You think you're so high and mighty...' she heard a far off male voice shout rather loudly. She quickened her pace, curious about how the event might turn out. Kamren apparently stayed calm and collected as he watched the newcomer let out his fury. 'Just because you have an S class license! It doesn't make you king of the world!' the newcomer continued. Mir had now reached the south terminal and watched the exchange from afar. Her rival floated slightly above ground, spear about two meters in length poised before him. Would he dare stab someone in the middle of town? The man suddenly stopped floating then, letting himself fall graciously until his feet lay firmly against ground. The newcomer wasn't talkative anymore, feeling the danger emanating from the high-classed demon-buster. Kamren stood nearly nose to nose to him, he would have, had he been about six inches shorter. The man towered over the new demon-buster, using his height and strength to his advantage. He looked down at the newbie buster that seemed more and more like a frightened mouse in front of a great feline, terrified of being devoured. Mir eyed the Terminal girl who didn't seem to care about the exchange at all. She shot another quick glance at the small crowd that had bunched around the newbie and seasoned demon-buster. Each and every person had an interested look in their eye along with a sparkle of malice. She smirked to herself. 'Go to Hell, Kamren', the newbie shot at him, while pushing the man away, sending his chaos coat flutter in the wind.

This time, the man didn't seem to keep his composure as well as he advanced towards the newbie, a new look in his eye. Earlier, he had seemed bored and now he seemed to be in killer-mode. He grabbed the newbie by the neck and lifted him a few inches in the air. 'You're trash', the man finally said as he snapped the newbies neck with his other hand. The loud crack was heard through-out the city. The man knew the kid would probably be resurrected soon but the idea that he had snapped his neck seemed to satisfy his frustration. At least, for now it did. Kamren cut through the crowd and his eyes quickly found Mir's, her clothes having been somewhat singular among the crowd. He stopped walking instantly, frozen by the stupor of seeing her again so soon.

'Have you come to confess or fight me?', he said with a surprising gentleness in his voice, especially after what had happened. She stood before him, feeling powerless and numb. He towered over her as well though by at least a full foot. 'Or do you need extra healing?', he continued while carefully eying her crutch as if she would change her mind about being nice and smack him in the face with it.

'I...I'm fine, Kamren', Miriallia responded.

'By the way, what's your demon-buster ID? Surely Miriallia is your real name and not ID', the man asked casually.

'Miriallia isn't my name or ID it's just a nickname...', the crippled demon-buster answered.

'In any case, you seem stronger since the last time we saw each other. I'm supposing you're opting for the fight to the death option?', he asked as if he were just asking if she wanted a coffee or something.

His soon-to-be-opponent nodded affirmatively as he sighed at her answer. He advanced and cupped her chin between his index and thumb, holding her up in place. 'A shame I'll be ruining that face, then. It would be so much easier on the both of us if you just explained everything to good ole Kamren.'

Mir swallowed, suffocating inside, lungs on fire as if they didn't get enough air.

'I actually wanted to...ask you if you wanted to come to the Ichigaya golden demonic-city with me...' Mir finally answered. True stupefaction drew its signal traits upon Kamren's now delighted face.

'Well then! I'm ready to kick some ass when you are. Gonna be kinda hard without your demon though won't it? Also...we don't have anyone to enhance us...' her rival said while beginning to float once more, as if his floating represented his light mood. She attempted to shrug off his comment about Oku as they walked through a few isles of personal shops held by demons. She checked a few of them and fell upon an item that looked like an hourglass. She asked the shop keeper how much and it responded it was 2.5million. She sighed and pulled out 50 papers and handed it to him. The jack frost responded with a Hee-Hoo and handed her over the item.

'Do you know what that's even for?', her new partner asked, ready to tell her all about the item. She nodded that no, she didn't know what it was. 'Well, in a short resume it allows you to change what you're good in. Seeing as your main attribute is your speed, it would make you well, slow to pull the trigger and allow you to make your main attribute something else...', the man explained but quickly stopped and looked at her defiantly. 'You can't surely be thinking about changing your profession, now of all times, are you?'

'How do I use the item?', Mir asked the man. He sighed and explained the process to her. She underwent the first part of the process, resetting her main attribute and turned to him. 'What attribute does this crutch facilitate? Because I get the feeling I'll have it for quite a while and I can't shoot a sniper rifle with one hand...' the A-class buster, Miriallia said.

'Intelligence but surely you won't become an enhancer now...it's the hardest profession to get!' the man exclaimed. But it was too late, the damage was done. Miriallia changed her profession from that of Magic Bullet Gunner/Sharpshooter to that of an Enhancer. She suddenly felt annoyed by the fact she had changed so much in the past few days but shrugged that off quickly. Now wasn't the time to fight with herself. Now's the time to append my sins, she told herself. If I couldn't save Oku...now I get the chance to save someone else. The spear-man sighed but kept his comment to himself. Until the newbie from earlier reappeared. He prodded Mir sharply in the ribs, eliciting a small squeak from her.

'What a simple sin walking away, don't you think so, Mir?', the man asked her while pointing at the newbie from earlier.

-'And what sin would that be?', she asked him, curiosity slowly overcoming her hatred for him.

'Living', the man spat, as if ridding himself of venom by forsaking the C-Class demon-buster.

-'And don't call me Mir anymore...my name is Evermore Hereafter', the young woman snapped at him. The man with her didn't seem to be offended by the violence in her words and continued walking as if they had been friends for years.

'Evermore Hereafter...', the man said quietly as if savoring her name on the tip of his tongue.

Evermore aka Mir turned to watch her new rival-companion intently. His eyes seemed vacant as if he were imagining himself somewhere else. His eyes were gray and bleak, revealing nothing more about him but she knew he thought as she did and that he was starting to guess who she was. 'There are three categories of people in this world, Mir...I mean, Ever. One consists of Gods such as Mother Gaia and the Messian God. The other consists of the damned, the servants of those Gods. And the last category, I'll let you guess', the man told her, his eyes still away in their far-off land. The last category was that of demons, which kind she couldn't guess. 'I still wonder if you're part of the last category, Ever. But it seems soon enough I'll know', he continued.

'Such a simple sin it is for you to even exist among the humans, Ever. Doesn't it disgust you to sin so much?', a far-away part of her mind asked loudly. She remained pensive for a moment before responding to herself; 'Demons are beyond sins, mind'.

Moments later, torrents of water fell from the sky, through the protective dome over Shinjuku-Babel. It seemed so impossible but it was so blissful. Gods rule this world and the demons run rampant to punish the damned, the humans. Not the other way around. She smiled at the madness that began to unfurl in her mind. Her smile faded quickly though as she was reminded of her biggest sin. Murder.

Chapter 3: The sin of simplicity [part 1]

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Miriallia erred and erred for days in Ueno, slaying monsters of her own alignment for the hell of it. Her eyes were redder than usual as she thought about her partner. Could she replace him just for the fight with Kamren? No...of course not. That would feel like the worst type of treason. How could I even think of doing that?
'What the hell is wrong with you? Why are you sympathizing with them?', my mind yelled.
Shut up, thoughts. I won't be guided by you any longer, look what you've done. You've murdered Oku. I could have saved him. You could have saved him, you're equally as guilty. Guilt. We're accomplices now. Accomplices. I murdered him myself. I could have saved him. I could have saved him... You could have saved him, look what you've done. What I've...done...? Murderer. I have to get stronger to undo this.
Murder... The demon-buster raised her eyes to the night sky and put her hands before her. Rain trickled down slowly from the skies as if Mother Gaia was angry with her. The droplets fell loudly against her clothes and skin. Each droplet attempting to get under her skin and scar her. 'Is this the weight of the world you wish to put on me, Mother?' the young woman asked quietly. The only answer that came was a sudden roaring thunder. 'Is my sin that of living!?' the woman yelled, throwing her crutch away. No answer resounded this time, as if the answer was obvious.
Miriallia fell to her knees, hands laid out and eyes open to the sky. She cried for a few minutes and the stars hid themselves behind clouds. Forsaken by Our mother for...the sin of living...and...
She daren't pronounce the words herself, as if it would confirm her madness and sins. 'Murder', her mind whispered to her ear. The darkness mounted in her heart and mind that day, seeping its venom into her veins. The parasite poisoned her blood, her mind and most importantly, her heart.

Chapter 1: Her sin, his humanity

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The duo of demon and seasoned demon buster strolled quietly down the roads of Ueno towards Souhonzan uneventfully. Not even taking the time to run, they walked. Her boots dug into the ground deeply and his soundlessly made their way around, strutting behind her, ready to guard her at a moments notice. 'Hey Oku...', Mir called out to her demon. The humanoid lifted his eyes from the ground and met his masters. Wind whipped at their backs and they stared at each other quietly. The demon was extremely put off by the sudden change in his masters attitude but continued to look at her. The hatred she based her life on no longer glittered behind those colorless eyes. Pain began to burn at his chest, tugging at his insides, ripping him apart. Whatever it takes, I'll protect you, Mir. He suddenly felt his master become concerned about him and lifted his eyes to the stars to evade her gaze. The demon lowered his eyes to the demon buster that looked up at him with glittering eyes. 'Good God you're short, Miri', the demon joked. 'WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY, OKU!?" the demon buster lashed at him. She grabbed hold of the demons powerful arm and tugged him the opposite way. 'But, aren't we going to Souhonzan to report to Doukan?' the demon asked, hoping to make her pite down...Pite lower, really... 'We're going to Shinjuku Babel. Pronto,' she answered, resuming to her tugging. 'And for what are we going to Babel?', the demon mused. 'I'm buying a floatie-floatie thingy mabobber. That way, you can stop looking down at me...' she replied incomprehensibly. 'You mean something to make you float...like an abyss cloak or something? Good luck with that making you taller...', the demon cooed. 'Shut your foul chaos mouth. Replacing you is still a nice and very tempting option', she told him with a small push. He barely budged and grinned at that fact. The duo laughed for a bit and Oku felt as if their relationship suddenly got a lot better. He wasn't only contracted to her anymore. They were at open hearts.

As they stealthily made their way to Shinjuku Babel, Mir thought the entire way there. It disgusts me that this demon is more human than most of the damn people out there. Why the hell is he like that anyway? Are all humanoids this way? Without noticing, her pace quickened suddenly and Oku was forced to accelerate as well. He walked at her left at all times, contrary to walking behind her as he was accustomed to. His step was awkward at her side but he didn't want to retreat behind her ever again. Her eyes were rivetted to the ground, fearing falling to the ground more than the demons raging around them. They wouldn't dare attack them, she knew. Even without Oku she could shoot all of them down in a split second and another half split second to reload. Frustration grew inside her at the thought of their weakness. Inexplicably, Oku turned to his master feeling something ominous about her all of a sudden. Demonic power invaded the entire field suddenly and whacked all of the LAW demons in their vicinity back. Did she learn a new skill or something? This power...it's immense... His master fell to the ground and clutched at her head and screamed. Oku stepped back, fearing she would lash out once more. She clawed at the ground until he finally threw down his sword and tore her away. 'Wake up, Miri! Snap out of it!' the demon wailed at her. Luckily, a party of demon busters ran up to them at that very moment as he raised his eyes. He glanced at them from top to bottom, the trio was orned in blue and white robes. Damn...messians...I can't fight three veterans of them alone... He lifted his pleading eyes to them hoping for their and their Gods pardon. Two lifted their guns and another drew his blade. So much for Gods pardon. Then, as if a God send, several chaotic demons bunched around them, none of them being humanoids, he noted. Several binding and sleep spells were cast upon him yet he went to his now unconscious master. He picked up his blade and dragged it towards her. His final action then was to pull his master upon his chest before he closed his eyes, dreading to see his master and he be shredded to pieces. He clutched her against his chest as hard as he could despite the circumstances. 'I know you hate humanoids, master, and that you detest demons since the Home II tragedy, even if you had your revenge against that demon. Despite your sins, I forgive you for what you've done. Thank you for contracting me as your first and final humanoid demon', he managed to whisper in her ear. Linked not only by fate but soon by death, demon and demon buster rested against the cold dead ground.

"There shall be no wavering; no hesitation; no compromise"   - Elemental items

Chapter 2: Choices

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A trainee demon buster ran up a two strange forms on the ground. He bent over and called his Angel he lovingly named Angeel towards him. 'What do you make of this, Angeel? Someone drop some crappy things they got from plasmas?', the trainee giggled to his demon. 'Morgan...those are...bodies...', Angeel pulled her master away fearfully, not wanting his young eyes to see such a horror. 'Oh God...It...it can't be...what happened here? None of the demons here are even strong enough to do that', Morgan answered fearfully. The two trainees bent over the two mangled bodies. 'Isn't there anything we can do for them?', he asked while turning to Angeel. 'Let's go find some more experienced DBs...My experience isn't sufficient to resurrect and nurse them back to health...', she replied. The two of them ran away quickly, yelling for help in every direction.

Hours later, help arrived under form of an entire party of neutral players with high curative skills. The whole group concentrated on bringing what they believed was the demon buster of the two back to life...The demon buster rose back to life but clinged to her demon. She screamed and cried over him as the party attempted to bring him back but no avail. He was far beyond their control now. The party was constraint to call up for a group of swordsmen that were passing by. The two parties and their demons ripped away the Demon Buster from her demon. She wailed and cried and the entire gang felt as though they were sectioning the most important bond in history. Feeling the importance of that demon, Angeel and Morgan carried Oku to Shinjuku Babel. In several mangled pieces.

Mir got up from bed for the first time months later, her wounds having been of the most crucial. 'Oku?', she attempted, seeing a tall male figure approach. 'I'm sorry...it's just me...Morgan', the figure replied. Nostalgic, Mir cried herself back to sleep at the loss of her only friend. Oku was the only demon contracted to her she had never killed after a while. 'We haven't been able to bring him back to life yet...', he whispered to himself. Mir's eyes tightened and tried to hate the young demon buster but was unable to. He had just tried to hard and had pushed himself way too far. I have to do something...Oku just can't be...gone. When she finished sulking she got up with difficulty, to Morgans suprise and pushed open the door. A group was in the room she had just entered. Seemingly happy demon busters showed off their new companions while others (obviously weaker) acclaimed them. All were orned in ordinary clothes or in typical neutral alignment clothing. 'Where is Oku you bastards?' she asked cruelly to the group that had saved her. They turned their heads in surprise at the seasoned demon buster that was in no shape to insult them. Absolute silence reigned in the room. Not demon nor human moved an inch, knowing it might set off the wounded demon buster.

Ten minutes later

The silence was finally ruptured by the sound of a door sliding open. A man with a tattered cape and a giant sword entered the room. 'Oh, you're up', he said with a smile. A Morrigan followed very close behind him. 'I'm Kamren. Are you feeling any better?', he asked, emotionless. 'Are you the one who brought me back?', Mir asked rudely without even answering the mans question. 'Yes but its the others that sustained you', he answered on a far different tone this time. His tone wasn't riddled with violence but of...power and a singe of arrogance. Mir remained unimpressed by him and demanded her gun from Morgan. 'Fight me, Kamren' she spat at him angrily after the trainee handed Mir her gun. She raised the arm and aimed for Kamrens head. His demon stood poised for battle. Kamren raised his blade swiftly as Mir fired a first round that rang out through the entire building. The group of demon busters that were sitting and idly discussing stood up and were ready to all take action against either party. Mir shot another round at the demon buster she now knew could overpower her at any moment. Her opponent simply let the rounds lodge themselves in his blade. I'm in way over my head with this ******...He brought me back and not Oku... 'Kamren...how did you bring me back anyway? I've seen Oku's body in my dreams...far beyond recognition. So how...?' a now more submissive Miriallia asked. 'I used a demon resurrect spell I acquired somewhat by accident', the man answered while lowering his great sword. 'So why not Oku too then!?' she bellowed at him. 'How dare you only save me!?'

- Will you calm down? I simply ran out of energy, that's why I'm back. To bring him back to life.
- Please do so then...

The young but experienced demon buster said. 'Only after you explain to me why a demon-only resurrect spell worked on you', the other hunter snapped. Miriallia backed up, feeling suddenly cornered. She opened her mouth to protest but no sound came out.
- Find me when you're ready to have your friend come back, then. I'll let you live alone and dead to this world until then.
'What makes you think you can just walk outta here after promising to bring him back!?', the girl yelled back at him.
- As long as I am one of the most powerful demon busters out there and being one of the only ones with this spell you can use at any stage of death, I'll permit myself that arrogance.
The girl launched herself at him suddenly, but he dropped his blade and tackled her at the right moment, sending her to fall against the ground with him on top of her.
- I'll be on top of you no matter what you do. You'll never be strong enough to do whatever you want. Give me the information I want and I'll give you your friend and with him, most likely your freedom as well.
With that, he walked out of the room with the group of DBs and left Miriallia as alone as she always was. Even though he had disappeared his voice added in her mind; 'You either tell me what you are or you become strong enough to beat me in a duel without demons. I'll be at Souhonzan waiting.'

Prelude

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Prelude

The petite crimson long haired demon buster shuddered in her sleep, tortured by the horrors that had occurred at Home II. The scenes played back soundlessly with a fight between a demon she’d never seen before…one wielding numerous swords. The battle raged on as she looked on helplessly, clutching her machete in shaking hands. The Cerberus gave a final thrust at the demon before being knocked away just as helplessly as I. The demon buster accompanying the trainee only gave what could have been made out as a ‘tch’ in her dead demons direction (if there was any sound, the trainee had seen it on her lips) before raising her gun at her assaulter. And finally, a sound pierced the dead silence. Unfortunately, it was far from being positive one. ‘RUN, MIRIALLIA!’ the demon buster had yelled in a high pitch voice. Miriallia looked upon her, horrified as the demon sliced her companion open, sending her blood flying into Miriallia’s eyes.


Her eyes bolted open and her body spasmed uncontrollably for a few moments. Tears slid slowly down her face but she quickly whipped them away with the back of her hand. Quietly, she took languorous breaths to calm herself. Flat on her back, she stared into Ueno’s perpetual night sky, using it to soothe her. Mir let her gaze linger back to her left side where her demon lay. ‘Are you alright, master?’ the Okuninushi whispered to her. ‘You’ve been tossing and turning in your sleep again,’ he continued. ‘Don’t worry about me, I’m fine, Oku’, She responded with a smile. ‘Such a liar’, the demon snickered at her comment. ‘You best shut up or I’ll replace you with a far more likeable demon’, she replied at him jokingly, feeling his grin fade. Suddenly realizing how normally she was talking to her demon with a near human appearance she gave him a death stare and he quieted down. Those bastards are the source of our problems and I’m going soft for this demon? Pfft. I’ll become nearly as despicable as they are. I stood suddenly and felt my demon stiffen in fear as if he felt I was going to lash out at him at any moment. Some nation-ruler he is… I signaled him to stand with a quick move of chin and he executed himself perfectly. ‘Hey, Oku... can demons fall in love?’ I asked suddenly without thinking. His height towered over the veteran demon buster but she was unafraid now, contrary to what she had been back at Home II. ‘Yes, master, we can in fact fall in love…least, the humanoids such as myself can…’ he answered with a quiet voice, knowing his master hated to feel threatened by the power of any demon. He also knew any demon she felt threatened by ended up slain. He shrugged away the thought quietly. ‘Hey, Oku, we’ve been partnered for a really long time haven’t we?’ the demon buster asked, raising her eyes to her guardian. He took a while before answering, estimating the time as roughly as possible. ‘Yes, master, it’s been a few months I believe, possibly nearly a year…’, he calculated. ‘So stop calling me master then. Call me Mir’, she responded, throwing him off guard as his eyes widened. ‘As…as you wish, Mir…’, he replied quickly, unsure of himself. As soon as his master turned heel a smile painted its way upon his face.


"Demons, we decimate without mercy.
Gods, we take down without hesitation.
____ We are the Chosen of Imagine,
____ Our loyalty vested only in Babel" - Red riders long coat