Gastromancer: The New Era - by Irish Bard (-BBW, SSBBW, Magic, Drama, Action, MWG)

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  1. Nov 3, 2008 #1

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    (Author's note: OK, The last gastromancer I'm going to write.

    This one is going to wrap up as many loose ends as I possibly can, and I hope you all enjoy it. that doesn't mean that other people can't use the gastromancer universe; by all means you can.

    Here we go.)


    Gastromancer: The New Era
    by Irish Bard


    Chapter 1: Oz

    "I got came here as fast as I could," Mary said, wiping the sweat off her brow. It was hot in Australia, and the Jeep's constant bucking and rolling wasn't helping much either. The driver, Henry, quickly apologized, the road out to Uluru wasn't used that much any longer.

    "I hope you're ready for this," he said, "looks like a storm's coming."

    The distance betrayed the tell tale crashing of thunder, but no rain fell; something was amiss, and Mary had a feeling she knew what it was. They continued to hurtle down the road.

    "Mary!"

    "Tim, Owen, Anita, Jasmine! It's been too long!" Mary ran and hugged her friends.

    "Delilah! It's so good to see you again!"

    She hugged her friend, "Calum! How is life going? Nick, are you ok? oh, its so good to see you all!"

    Mary hugged everyone of her friends from San Cordania, tears in her eyes. "It has been too long, and people have changed so much."
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    "As it has you, Mother Hen Mary," muttered Owen, before getting a slap from Jasmine. Both of them seemed to been traveling around india, and had gotten their fair share of experiences, whilst Calum had stayed in America, getting a cowboy hat and set of revolvers into the bargain. Delilah had now gotten even bigger than Mary, but flaunted every inch of herself with pride. Nick had strunken and gone into the shadows, a large hooded cloak draped across his shoulders. Tim had spent some time in London, getting himself several watches into the bargain. Anita had now given birth, and carried the baby in a bassket carrier, cooing to it every so often. Everyone looked fine and well... which was such a relief to Mary, but someone was missing...

    "Where's Alex?"

    "We wanted to talk to you about that," Calum pointed at the enormous gaping wound of a portal. Ghastly, horrific and terrible, it screamed and gurgled like some enormous unsightly infant.

    "Don't tell me..."

    "Yes, Alex did this!"

    "He's actually opened a portal!"

    "Yeah, whats even worse is where its leading." Calum turned to her, "It's leading to Mashu!"

    "The world of demons?!"

    "Yep," Calum clicked his heels, "the good thing is that it's one way, the demons can't get out. the bad thing is that Alex has gone in there without back up. He might be powerful, but it's a death-zone for him. What caused him to go in there..."

    "He's looking for his father."

    "Alex is demon born?" Nick said in disgust.

    "No, someone much worse."

    "Who?!" Delilah insisted, "Mary, we need all the information we can get, Alex is inside there, and we need as much information as possible."

    "Alex's father's Lucifer!"

    This stunned everyone.

    "Lucifer is in the center of Mashu, a place called the central hive, all the demons are going there, because they want the queen of the demon's ear because she's going to give birth to the new messiah who will be able to change the world for the better or the worse." Mary stopped to catch her breath.

    "This is worse that I thought," muttered Calum, "Ok Mary, who needs to go through?"

    "Me, you and Nick."

    "Why?"

    "The armies of Gluttony," pointing at herself, whilst behind her Owen pointed at Delilah (Yet another slap from Jasmine)

    "Envy," pointing at Nick, "And fire are currently closest to the central hive. If I know Alex, he wouldn't want to meet the demon in charge of his magic, so he would have constructed the portal to get to the frontlines."

    "That would be Alex," Muttered Nick, "This portal looks unstable, we need people to stay behind, and if we want to find Alex quick, then us three need to go. From what I've read on the place, we'll wind up in our own magic's realm, and so all we need to do is to get to the central hive. It shouldn't be too hard, It's a huge mountain in the centre, and there will be plenty of demons to give us a push."

    "Be careful," Jasmine replied, "Don't use any magic there, demons will come and get you, even if it's invisibility, Nick. They will find you and kill you, we want as few casualities as possible."

    Mary strapped on her weapons. elasticated khaki shorts and combat vest, supplied by Tim. She had her claw, scimitar, shokimaru and her long hair was tied back like Lara Croft. She was ready.

    "Mary," Anita said, "Look, if Alex has really changed, then do you're hardest to bring him back, but if that doesn't work, then leave him."

    "Why?"

    "I know you love him, mary, but people change. Maybe Alex is finding his destiny, and we shouldn't stop him. Also... Maybe you need to think about your future. If Alex wasn't around, what would you do?"

    Mary paused. She hadn't thought about it at all. but there was nothing to think about, Alex was coming back with them. If he wanted to defeat Lucifer, then thats fine, but Mary was sure he would want help from her, Calum and Nick.

    "Thanks Anita."

    "Good luck!"

    Mary smiled, and with Calum and Nick, stepped through the portal, into hell.

    (continued in post 3 of this thread)
     
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    Chapter 2: Mashu

    They arrived at a battlefield. Shouts, roars, calls, whines, moans, grumblingsd, barks, screams assailed their esars in an incoherant cacopohny . The dead and the dying were piled high whilst their comrades scrabbled over with cries of "To the mountain! Back to the hive!" coming out of their myriad maws.

    The landscape was torn to shreds, Monstrous gaping trenches and charred jungle, with barren sand howling in the icy wind. It was like no other warzone Imaginable, Enormous airships and flying beasts doing battle in the sky, whilst thousands of demonic footsoldiers were stomped under the feet of warbeasts, only to be sliced in two by commanders of epic power. The Era's of time seemingly meant nothing, as knights on horseback fought against tanks and planes.

    Mary looked down, she had landed on the back of a titanic demonic beast, part crocodile, part elephant, slowly plodding along, following the small demon tied on the end of a fishing line, held out by a simply stick, with the crocodilian Mahoot was holding out.

    “Come on my precious,” he cooed, “We need to get to mountain now, Lord Oroborus wills it.”

    Mary hid behind the creatures massive crest, sheltered from any attention from the Mahoot. On the distant wind she heard a deep rumble, then a voice of unimaginable terror and hunger, a gutteral voice that made her mouth water, and her stomach rumble.

    “ONWARD, ONWARD, FEED ON YOUR ENEMIES AND ON YOUR OWN. WE SHALL CONSUME THE PATH TO THE MOUNTIAN!”

    Edging around the side of the creature, Mary looked up at the Howdah, filled with cackling and grasping demons, a whole foray of weapons, from primitive spears, to hand guns. She moved to the shoulder of the great beast.

    “Oi, Look, there’s someone!”

    Mary swore. She'd been spotted, before spinning round and jumping off the creatures shoulder she dug her claw in hard. The creatures screamed, it’s Mahoot thrown off, as Mary slid down, gouging a great scratch into its shoulder. Out of the blood sprouted snakes, snapping at her, causing her to swerve and twist in her descent. Shots fired down on her, shells, spears, arrows, and bullets raining down on her, she dodged all of them.

    “Wow, she’s pretty agile for a fat human!” said one,

    “You idiot, she’s using magic!”

    “No she’s not, Grumble, we would have detected and pounced on that!”

    Mary jumped down, landed and then ran, dodging shots, swipes and attacks, and bolted towards a thicket. The smell of mud and marsh caked her nostles, repulsive, yet intoxicating. She pulled herself together, she would not fall down, she would not eat it, like Rusalkas had done, it would achieve nothing; she needed to press on.

    “Should we go in after her?” she heard a demon mutter.

    “No, she’ll be dead by the time she gets to the centre.” muttered another demon “The mistress will see to that.”
     
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    Chapter 3: the Mistress

    Mary continued through the swamp, jumping from tree root to tree root like a Ninja. She looked around, she needed to get to higher ground, and the trees were beginning to mumble about something.

    She saw a large hill not too far from her, she jumped, skiped and dodged over it. It was strange, so far, no-one was following her, and the swamp was not that dense, so what stopped them? Maybe there was something in the swamp, she would probably have a better look on higher ground.

    She began to clamber up, finding hand holds on the hills steep surface. They were far apart, but in long rows, like enormous grooves. She continued to climb, upwards over the top of her hill. It was a little way off from the real top, but she could still see far and wide over the swamp. It was beautiful, in a twisted demonic way, Malformed birds fluttering up into the sky, only to be devoured by a strange sky-whale like thing. It was beautiful. so where was this thing that all the demons were afraid of?

    Suddenly something clamped around her ankles. she screamed in pain, then looked down. her feet were caught inside two mouths, fangs digging into her skin. She looked around, realized that the hill was alive, then felt it rock as she heard a deep slavering bark coming from a truly titanic maw. She felt it rise and looked into the face of an old enemy.

    "Welcome to my swamp, Growgon!" cackled Harriet Rusalkas.

    Harriet was huge, undeniably. If she had been human sized, she would have weighed close to 3400lbs, over a ton in weight; her flabbergastingly huge belly was her largest part, but her towering buttocks and mammoth sagging breast were not far off. Her arms, although still mobile, were encased with wobbling fat, whilst her legs and thighs had completely disappeared under the mass of flesh.

    However, she was not human sized, and towered over the forest like the enormous hill that she now was. she was well over 40' high, and had contracted demonic malaira, as she was now seriously scary. Her lips curled back to reveal sparking white sharks teath, whilst her forehead bore a probe-like extremity with a weird sucker ontop of it, and then there was the aforementioned Maw instead of a belly button and mouths randomly appearing over her body.

    "Harriet Rusalkas!"

    "Please, Mary, have some courteousy, It's commander Rusalkas now!"

    "Of what?"

    "Of the frontal sphere to the central hive!"

    "You mean!"

    "Yes, I am the frontline commander for Oroborus! I have millions under command, and thousands under me! Literally!" As if on cue, thousands of tiny demons scuttled forward and, with some effort, lifted the Titanic overlady over their heads and slowly moved her enormous body forward.

    "So what happened to Grimmjaw?"

    "I ate him! It's the way that demons progress in power, by consuming our superiors! He was so sweet, so tender, whilst everyone before him tasted of muck! and it was from him I got my third mouth" she opened her mouth, and her serpentine tongue revealed the body of Grimjaw, embedded onto it like a trophy.

    "So, what are you going to do to me?!"

    "Mary, I am going to do to you what you did to me!"

    The probe shot into Mary's mouth whilst her arms were clasped behind her by the tongue, Rusalkas cackled "Fatten you up!"
     
  5. Nov 11, 2008 #5

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    Chapter 4: Cowboy Phoenix

    Mary struggled and wiggled as the fluid began to pump into her body.

    "No, not now, not now, please." She tried to reach her scimitar, or shokimaru, Something to stop this from happening! She couldn't get her arms out of the Vice-like grip of Rusalkas Tongue. If she looked at it in retrospect, she might think it was some kind of porno she was acting in, but not this time.

    She began to fill out. It was slow, unlike Helena's rapid transformation, obviously Rusalkas wanted her to have some "fun" at Mary's expense. her belly slowly crept forward, her ass slowly nudged itself outward, her breast began to plump up a bit. looked down to see that she had lost sight of her feet, they were obscured by her new growing chest and blooming belly.

    She felt her clothes strain against her growing form, thanking every single deity known for the fact it was elasticised. She felt heavy, she felt sluggish, her springy step had gone, all she wanted to do was to eat and sleep. She didn’t want to be a gastromancer, a hero, or Mary Growgon any more, she just wanted to be able to eat and….

    Calum flew in and fired at the probe, severing it with his bullet. Rusalkas screamed in rage and pain, her tongue releasing Mary and darting towards the cowboy Pyromancer. Mary Staggered back, bleary eyed, What was going on.

    "You needed some help, so a flaming knight came to rescue you!" shouted Calum, unloading lead into Rusalkas form, "Mary, you've gotta go!"

    "What, Calum..." Mary looked down, she looked a mess. she was no longer plump, but now fat. F. A. T. Huge, even. her thighs rubbed together, her belly aproned down almost halfway as was beginning to develop a second tire, her breast now arched over her stomach, her ass now jutted over the back of her legs. her cloths now rode up everywhere, her long shorts now looked like hot pants, and her tank top combat vest now barely covered her breasts.

    She wanted to see her face, see her double chin. Most women should be scared about it, some would be thrilled by it, Mary commented.
    "Well, this is going to make the climb up harder."

    She was scared, of course, will she be able to make it, but there was part of her that was thrilled as well. Alex had a thing for her, maybe it was because of her size as well...

    "Dang it, Dang it!" shouted Calum with each shot he fired, Rusalkas coming back and charging at much as she could at him, her enormous hands trying to grab him as he dogded about. "No matter how many bullets I sink into this bitch, she won't go down! These are magic charged, perfect for killing demons, whats stopping her!"

    "We are here, mistress!" squeeked the thousands of tiny demons underneath Rusalkas, "The central hive, we have arrived!"

    "Excellent!" roared Rusalkas, Standing and wobbling, the thousands of tiny demons crushed under foot as she placed one enormous hand on the side of the mountain, whilst swatting away the combined efforts of Calum and Mary.

    Mary didn't feel as fast as she once did, and she couldn't keep up with Calums darting around the place, but she still made an effort, using her scimitar and Shokimaru to slice into Rusalkas' flesh, but to no avail.

    "Get away from me, you Knats!" shrieked Rusalkas as Calum fired an explosive bullet at her.

    "There's no other use for it!" Calum hissed, "I've gotta use some magic!"

    "Calum, you'll die!" shouted Mary, "Every fire demon will decend on you and devour you!"

    "I'll be dead anyway!" muttered Calum, firing off at some of the tiny demons that survived, scurrying up to protect their overlady. "I mess up in a sealing ritual, I only know one spell, I think any god for my thought of sealing the magic into bullets! This spell is Phoenix!"

    "Oh my..." Mary stopped and looked at Calum. Phoenix would kill him, causing massive damage to Rusalkas, but Calum would be dead! a friend she had known as long as she had known Alex, dead!

    She stood around for too long, Rusalkas' hand slammed done ontop of her. Mary felt over a ton of flesh smash into her body, her bones juddering before looking dazed around.

    "I've got no Choice!" Calum lept up to the heighest part of Rusalkas' body, her middle finger and jumped off, muttering something "Mary, get off her, now!"

    Every bone and fiber in Calum exploded. Fire coursed throughout his being, forming into wings, talons, beak, crest and tail, as the Phoenix seared and scratched at Rusalkas. Rusalkas screamed, desperately trying to bat away the bird, but Calum drove his beak into her chest, burning her. Mary lept off to the nearest ledge, turned around and saw as the Phoenix launched a huge blast of fire at Rusalkas, charing her.

    "Calum, Please, No! Please!"

    Rusalkas' titanic form slowly rolled backwards, her eyes dead to the world, before crashing into the swamp below, crushing unknown millions of demons. Calum's phoenix burnt out, his body falling down, gracefully, before being lost in the forest canopy.

    Mary wept, for Calum's sacrifice, for Calum, for Rusalkas' lost humanity, for all human kind. she stayed there for a full two minutes, before pulling herself together and beginning to climb up to Lilith.
     
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    Chapter 5: Punchline

    Mary clambered up. It was much harder than she originally thought. All the extra weight pulled her down, making it harder to pull herself up over the ledges.

    Should she use magic to improve her muscle structure?

    "No," she told herself, she didn't want gluttony demons all over her, she needed to keep as low a profile as she could. She plonked herself down on the ledge and looked over the landscape of Mashu.

    It was beautiful. Strange, disturbing, war-torn, but beautiful at the same time. there were no boiling lakes of lava, or enormous torture devices, but rivers, valley's, seas, mountians, forests, swamps, everything that earth had. it had a sun, thirteen moons, and just as stars as earth. It was a beautiful place, and a home, just as much as earth was to her.

    "Enjoying the view, my pretty?!"

    Mary jumped up and span round just in time to avoid the flying card, that exploded at her feet. Joker Zero looked down from the wall, his hideous grin sharkishly bearing down on her, a finely balanced sword in his hand.

    "Oh my, Mary, you've put on weight. Surely you haven't wasted all your time in order to meet me again!"

    Mary drew out her scimitar, blocking the Joker's sword, before throwing the fae trickster away. Joker retaliated by throwing several cards at her face, she dodged them before they became something horrible.

    "Too-late!"

    The cards exploded into nets, wrapping around Mary's legs and arms, Joker bringing his sword to her face.

    "I think it's time I got rid of that frown of your!" he said, his multicoloured eyes dancing.

    "Why are you following me?!" Mary shouted, "If you have a problem with Alex, then why come after me?!"

    "Mary, you hurt me," Joker said, his expression not changing, but his voice feigning sadness, "You could have still come away with me, I could have had so much fun. But instead you chose to win the contest, and cheat me out of a victory!"

    Mary slit the nets with the scimitar, bringing Shokimaru (With a mental "Lemme at'im, lassy!") round to catch Joker's blade.

    "You not only cheated me out of a victory, but out of a world! My existance is to bring unwanted fae children out of our world and to bring back prized human children as servants and slaves! Now my existance is robbed of me!"

    Back and forward they fought, every two strikes that Mary made, Joker blocked with only one, and for every strike that Joker made, Mary needed both swords in order to fend him off.

    "I do not have a problem with Alex, he is merely a tool for a greater purpose!"

    "What?!"

    "I intend to remove this grin from my face. I was cursed with it from Lucifer himself, To only be broken with the death of either him or me! I am going to kill the fallen and hunted Angel, and remove this wretched curse!" he flicked his sword up, sending the scimitar clattering away, before spinning round and kicking Mary in the face. she fell on the ground, every bone in her body vibrating. He loomed over her, a manic look in his eyes.

    "Time for this little piggy to be put on the butchers block!"

    Mary brought her silver claw around, imbedding her hand into Joker's side.

    "You think that will protect you, worm?! Nothing can harm me!"

    "No, silver can!" Mary replied, "and this claw is made out of it!"

    Joker looked down at the gouge in his side to see his skin slowly peeling away to form leaves, which fluttered away on the breeze, dancing a merry song. He collapsed to his knees, blood falling out of his mouth as the wind carried his body away. he laughed, a short, relieved, and friendly laugh.

    "Oh right," he said, as his the last of his body blew away, "I get it now..."

    Mary turned around, sheathed her scimitar, and rammed Jokers sword into the ground. Taking the bell out of her pocket, she ripped a piece of cord out of her tank top, and wrapped it around the sword's hilt and the bell.

    She looked back at the burial of a legend, and began to climb again.
     
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    Chapter 6: Lilith

    Mary clambered up, each inch up straining her muscles. Every pull upwards, every bit of progress made, ached and groaned. She willed herself on, she needed to get to the top. If she was to meet Alex, she needed to keep going, no matter how much it hurt and strained. Anything to see him again, she wanted to see him, and tell him how much she loved him!

    Her hand clasped over the edge, she hoisted herself up, into a beautiful garden of fruits and flowers, some mewing quietly to themselves, others dancing merrily, more still puffing clouds of sweat smelling spores, with a small pond at the side, and she beheld the mighty Queen of Mashu, Lilith.

    She looked no older than twenty, but Mary could see in her eyes an ageless wisdom, only seen in Sayuka, but nothing compared to Lilith. She could see everything in those mealstrom eyes, and has seen everything, her face was calm, patient, motherly. She flicked her long hair back, that trailed, almost repunsal like, over into a large hole in the hive. She was far larger than any living thing that Mary had ever seen, over 50', and probably just as much wide.

    She was not as fat as Rusalkas, but she was almost a carbon copy of any ancient fertility goddess statues, enormous rolling breasts, Massive gut, and expansive hips filling out her figure, and Mary guessed that she also had a wobbling butt that could similate earthquakes. From behind, Mary could see a huge abodmen cascading into the hole, following the hair, tiny, vulnerable children seeping out of the pores, mewing with love for their mother.

    "Welcome, lost child." Lilith spoke, scooping Mary up into her enormous hands and bringing her close to her face, "you look tired, come, rest in my garden."

    "Thank you, lady Lilith..."

    "Please, such formalities, little one, call me grandma Lilith." Mary looked up into her eyes, and felt a sense of belonging with this mighty queen.

    "Thankyou, grandma,"

    "You look like you ran into a bit of trouble with those thirteen," Lilith commented, "Always a little bit violent, those children were, couldn't stand each other when they were small, often picking fights with each other."

    She reached down, taking an enormous cup of tea, and then, carefully, took a much smaller cup and past it to Mary. "Though there is a war going on, I still see it as those thirteen still fighting over a favourite toy."

    "It's all a matter of perspective I suppose..." Mary muttered, Taking a sip. It was strange tasting tea, but she felt relaxed after it. It felt peacefull, on top of the world, quite literally, and she felt down that she could stop.

    "We've made it, Victory to Lord Levaithan and the hordes of Envy!"

    She looked down in horror as she saw who was kneeling in front of Lilith. It was Fistula!
     
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    Fistula, in his Foustka form, was dressed in a long flowing green robe, with enormous shoulder pads and a cloak, his long hair tied back into an elaborate style, his sallow skin made worse by the almost reptilian quality it had now gained. He had a rapier at his side and a glint in his pure emerald eyes.

    "It's seems that you've decided to join us after all, Mary," he said, standing up, eyes full of malice "I see you've killed Rusalkas, Jealousy maybe? Anyway, you have desecrated sacred ground, and therefore you must be punished!"

    "Sacred ground?"

    "You are conversing with the mother of all demons!" Fistula hissed. "She is mightier than any sentient creature living in the world, or across any world! She is a Goddess amongst mortals!"

    "Really, Fistula, you're not getting anywhere," Lilith thundered, "I don't see what's wrong with having a conversation with another person. I think you're just jealous.” She suddenly doubled up.

    “What did you do to my mother!” shrieked Fistula,

    “Answer me, you foul witch!”

    “Of course, why didn’t I see this before!” Mary said, before having to dodge the rapier blade. "Fistula, please stop and listen to me!"

    "what foul lies are you going to cover up your plot?!" snarled Fistula, his rapier catching the scimitar and sending it spinning away. Mary's heart lurched, she brought out Shokimaru, only to be blown back by the presence of Fistula's magical presence. He had grown alot in a short space of time, when she first met him, he was a relatively minor Sin diablos, but now, he was far stronger than her by any account, and he was furious with her. He strode over to her, picking her up by the throat, bypassing the possible protection of double chin, Lilith cringing on the floor behind them.

    "Did she choke to cover up the poisoned water, or is she still alive so that you can kill her! I won't let this sacrelege go unpunished, so I shall kill you myself!"

    Mary could see his face, white with anger, and could hear the sound of Mashu. It hated her, hated her with a passion, wanted her dead and her soul destroyed. She had to say what was happening, they needed to know.
    "Lilith is going to give birth."

    There was silence, Fistula looked at her quizically.

    "What?!"

    "She is going to give birth!"

    "Big deal, she is birthing new demons every day!"

    "No, this is differenet, this is something. She is giving birth to her successor, not just to an ordinary demon, and whether it is or isn't the new world Messiah is off little consequence."

    She struggled a little longer, "You have a choice, let me go, and I can help her, or kill me, lose Lilith and her successor, and doom your entire race to extinction."
     
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    Chapter 8: Demon Queen

    Fistula ripped off his cloak, threw Mary down and stormed off, shouting and cursing. Mary didn't want to look at him, he was so pathetic in his raging. he turned around to her.

    "I don't know what to do..."

    "I should have guessed." Mary began to grab the stuff out of her backpack, lots of cloth, and began to lay it out "Lilith, you need to open your legs, I'll be able to take over from there."

    "We never were told about it," Fistula continued, "We were only ever trained for war and our various arts in that, assassination, berserking, siege and so on. We don’t know what to do now… The kings might, the kings were her first children…”

    “But they have long ago forgotten, or locked it away under a furious blanket of hatred and war. It’s amazing how idiotic some men are.”

    “How dare you…!”

    “Fistula!” Mary rounded on him “This is no time for patriotism! Your Mother, your Goddess, is in distress and needs help, so don’t just stand there! Get hot water, moisten that ridiculous cloak of yours and start laying it on her head!”

    Fistula stopped and looked at Mary. There was a moment, where demon and witch looked at each other, one eyeing the other up, the other stern in the originals gaze. Fistula finally buckled and ran to get his cape, then spat at it.

    “Demon spit is changeable in temperament by my emotions.” He sat down and began to read a newspaper

    “For Liliths sake, How could you be so stupid, Paris Hilton!!” the cloak became damp and started to steam.

    Mary went back to the cloth, she moved it into place.

    “Lilith, I need you to calm down,” she said, “and I need you to move your legs apart, ok.”

    Lilith struggled to reply and simply nodded and did so. Mary manevoured the huge amounts of cloth into place, already to catch the blood, and it came out.

    “Fistula, I need you to go up to her head and keep that brow moist, and above all, calm her down!”

    Fistula floated up, and draped the cloak across her forehead.

    “What do I say to her!” he paniced,

    “Tell her to keep calm, but also tell her she needs to push,” Mary said.

    “Erm… ok… Lady Lilith, I want you to remain totally calm, but I want you to…”

    “I’m going to die!” screamed Lilith in her throes.

    “She’s going to die, oh no, what do I do!” shouted fistula in response, his charm and suaveness gone, replaced by and innocent and unstable child.

    “No she’s not, I have done midwifery before, she isn’t going to die! Just keep calm and keep her relaxed!”

    “But…”

    “She’s not going to die!” Mary held her hand open in the bloody orifice that the child was going to come out of, feeling its weighty head against her palm, “Now, Lilith, Push!”

    Lilith pushed. Mary hands felt like they were about to be crushed by the muscle contractions. Fistula ran round, next to Mary, and held out a towel for the baby to fall into. Mary nodded as she felt another muscle contraction. The baby was coming out, slowly, surely and bloodily, Mary could almost see its tiny head, like a crystal egg. Fistula silently understood and floated back up to Liliths head.

    “Push” she shouted, the world taking up the cry with her. Lilith groaned under the pain, her breath was coming out in ragged breaths. Fistula was massaging her hand, Whilst the rocks on the ground were holding out the towel to capture the head, but were softened under the demon's blood. Mary’s hands were caked in blood, her shirt was smeared in a crimson sheen, her face had patches of red where she had rubbed her eyes. She reached inside and felt a tiny body. Slowly, she edged it out between muscle contractions.

    “Push, Push, Push,” she shouted in beast tongue. “Push, you can do this Lilith, one, two, three, and Push!” Lilith breathed in and out, Fistula was hugging her, telling her that she could do it, his eyes looking at the bloody mess that was between Lilith’s legs with a mixture of disgust and awe. Mary slowly pulled the body out and lay it down on the towel. There was a cheer from around the collection, Lilith’s face creased into a smile, her hand making to touch the tiny bundle.

    “I’ll take it from here!” boomed a voice from over head.
     
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    The figure came crashing out of the sky, landing on the scene like a thunderbolt. Fistula screamed and cowered, Lilith gasped, Mary looked at the creature.

    Tall, golden lion-mane-like haired, Golden ram-like horns, golden naked skinned, golden eagle wings, a golden tail, this golden human was obviously Lucifer. He was androgynous, beautiful and terrifying, his eyes were as dark as the midnight sky. There was something unnatural about him, cold, aloof, metallic. When he spoke, he spoke with an age of bygone years, with the voice of wise sage and old crone, but with handsome youth and beautiful maiden thrown in, in all accents, in all dialects, in all languages, in all sounds.

    This was Lucifer, the fallen angel, the creator of the demons from his own flesh. The uncaring, the deceitful, the hateful and the hatefilled. The monster who had causes such woe in this world was standing before her.

    “I’ll be taking that child.” He said. “It is mine, I cannot allow one to live. They will usurp my position, as is always with angels.”

    He reached out his hand and beckoned Mary with it. “give it to your master, demon, give the wretch to your master, and let me dash its head on the rocks.”

    Mary looked at him. She knew what she needed to do, what was compelling her to do.

    “No!”

    Lucifer's form changed. An enormous towering monster sprang out at mary, its eyes blazing with furious light.

    “Do you defy me demon!”

    “I am no a demon. I am a human, My name is Mary Growgon. I am a gastromancer, from Sans Cordania in the United States of America on earth. I have conversed with Sayuka, with Shamash, I have fought demons and witch hunters and Joker zero.”

    “Those things mean nothing to me!” roared Lucifer, “You are just a worm who is in my way. Bow down, weak one, see who your true master is!!!!!”

    “I have no master!” Mary replied stoically. “I am free. This child here is the future queen of the demons. She is the one who will set everything right for them. I’m not letting you have her!”

    “Why not?!” Lucifer hissed, his form suddenly turning into an enormous snake. “She won’t fix anything, I can tell. Angels can foresee the future, and all I see is death and destruction. She won’t change anything, but make it worse and worse! If you value life so much, then you would give her to me, for she will kill everything!"

    "Maybe so," Mary said, "But if that is the cost of letting a mother take care of her child, then I'm going to let that happen. Can you drag a child away from its mother?"

    Lucifer looked at her, his intense black eyes burrowing into her, deep, dark, into her very soul.

    Then he smiled.

    "Damnable emotions," he muttered, "Damn them all. Hateful things, will always mess up everything that you have planned. You're right, I can't. I am the Angel who fell, who allowed Chaos to ravage the worlds. However, had I not done so, then there would be no change, no progression or entrophy, no reason to live. The angels liked that, orderly, easy to categorize, simple. But I showed free will, bestowed onto me by some higher power, and I decided to change all that. Bring Chaos, bring Madness, Choice, Freedom, Pain, Misery, Joy, Hope, Pleasure, Pain, Love of Life and Fear of Death, into these worlds. This is the reason why I fell, Because I changed the Creators plans and threw an enormous spanner into the works of my brethren. Empires rose and fell, races and animals grew, changing the landscape and then winked out of existence all together. the angels didn't like this, it wasn't orderly, it wasn't simple, but complex, and oh so wonderfully chaotic! I brought emotions and choice into the world, but it has backfired on me spectacularly. You are the first person to put me in my place on these matters, Mary Growgon. You have humbled the proud angel, the dissenter, the fallen lord. Yes, I will let them live."

    Fistula threw up his hands in happiness, a grin all over his face. Mary could hear the world of Mashu universally rejoicing, happy that their old and new queen were allowed to live. Lilith's tear-soaked eyes turned from Lucifer, to Mary, to her new child, before clutching it to her bosom to suckle on her milk.

    "Your name is Tiamet now, little one, and one day, when I am gone, all of this shall be yours."

    Mary whooped for joy. The war was over, the great demonic civil war was finally over. They could start to rebuild their lives once again! She looked at Lilith, and then ran over to hug her enormous leg.

    "Thank you, Mary, you have given to me something that I couldn't hope to achieve on my own. A beautiful daughter..."

    She was cut short as the dragon-shaped tornado pierced through her.
     
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    Mary watched in horror as Liliths form gracefully collapsed onto the ground, blood trickling into the pond, her child still suckling at her bosom. Lilith’s eyes flickered for a second, before glazing over in the sleep of death. The tornado Catherine wheeled around the sky before crashing into the earth and dying with a roar.

    Alex’ stepped out, his body caked in demon ichor, his waist-length hair tied back from his face with a headband, his legs covered in a simple pair of sweat pants, held up by a number of belts. His body was lithe and agile, but covered in battle-scars, some them looked as though they were lethal. In his hand’s, he carried twin daggers, their blades glinting in the light, the same glint in his eye’s, completely murderous.

    “That’s one obstacle scratched off my list.” He said. His voice was no-nonsense, cold, business-like as he cleaned off the blood his daggers.

    “Lady Lilith?” Fistula whispered, crawling out of his hiding place, walking over to her. “Lady Lilith? Your highness? Goddess? Holy Mother?…”

    He placed his hand over her skin, before patting it, “Great one? Mistress? Master? Mother to us all…” both hands were on Liliths skin as Fistula desperately tried to get her to move.

    “Please get up, Please get up. It was a funny game, but please… get up… please, don’t go… please… mummy?” he placed his head in his hands and sobbed. Mary looked at him. Fistula had been a bastard, a manipulative, despicable, hate-filled bastard, but now, he was couldn’t have been more pathetic, crying over the corpse of his mother, She felt sorry for him. Alex turned away and strode towards Lucifer.

    “Now!” he barked, “It’s time we settled this!”

    “What is there to settle,” Lucifer snarled, “You’ve killed my loved one, I’ve killed your’s, what is there to settle?”

    “You’re not going to get off so easily with that!” Alex roared, “You were never there for me, What do you say to that?! When I needed you the most, you have gone off elsewhere, you were never around when I needed you!”

    “How could I have been?” retorted Lucifer, “I am a hunted Angel, a Vigilante from the gods themselves! I couldn’t have been your father even if I wanted to.”

    He span round towards Alex, “You really think I killed your mother out of spite, out of anger, Like you’ve killed Lilith? You forget one thing, child, I can foresee the future, and you leaving would have sent her insane, turning her to crime and murder! It was euthanization, not a cold blooded murder, like what you have done. You have caused needless destruction, Listen to the world!”

    Mary listened. Every demon, from the mightiest war-beast to the tiniest insect, was bawling their eyes out. Cries of “Mummy?” and “Mama!” wretched the air, along with sobs and wails. Fistula was desperately tried to wake the dead Lilith up, trying to shake her awake, refusing to accept her as dead. She couldn’t help it, she started to cry, shaking as every being in the world wept for the loss of their mother.

    “They are demons!” snarled Alex, “Parasites, they deserved this! all the souls that they have claimed, it’s time that they had something they hold dear taken away from them.”

    Fistula looked at him, his temper rising, “Look at them, warring amongst themselves like animals! They are like every other race that uses our planet as a resting place, the Yokai, the Firbolgs, the Djinni, the Vampires, All of them are wasting space, time and magic that we humans deserve!”

    Fistula ran at him. “How dare you, you monster, you’ve killed my mother and now you disrespect us! I’m going to kill you so lord Lucifer doesn’t need to!”

    Alex calmly turned around and put his hand out and caught Fistula’s face. There was a flash of lightning as Fistula was flooded with millions of volts of electricity, before Alex threw the charred corpse of one of the most powerful demons Mary knew over the side of the mountain.

    “Waste for space,” he muttered.

    Mary stared in amazement at the callousness and ease of which Alex used to dispatch Fistula. Alex placed his daggers together, the blades flashing, forming a long sword of pure jade and threw himself at Lucifer. Lucifer drew a blade, not made out of metal, but of pure energy, out of the air and brought it round and clashed with Alex’s long sword.

    The sky split apart, lightning dances across the sky as the Aeromancer supreme and the fallen angel battled for supremacy on the mountain top. Swords clashed and sliced the air, not a single drop of blood spilled, flips, parries, strikes, slices, blocks, flew, tearing the landscape apart.

    Mary picked up the demon princess, Tiamet, wrapped her up in the cloth, and placed her by a tree, hoping upon hope that she had some kind of innate magical protection, and drew Shokimaru.

    “It’s time to enter the fray,”

    "Alright missy, yer can count on me! I’m made outta the strongest iron in Japan, I’m no gonna back down!"

    Mary dashed forward, and Shokimaru connected with Alex’s jade sword. Shokimaru was sliced in two, the spirit gived once last cry before cutting out. Mary tossed the broken fragments of Shokimaru away before grabbing Alex, her mind made up.

    “Alex, Stop now!”

    “Mary, stay out of this!?” Alex roared, “This is none of your concern!”

    “Yes it is Alex, before you do this, I need to tell you something!”

    “What?!” Alex rounded on her, sword raised.

    “I love you.”
     
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    Chapter 11: I Love you

    Alex turned around to her, his face riddled with uncertainty.

    "What?"

    "I love you, Alex!"

    "What are you saying?!" Alex leapt at her, "How can you find the spawn of Lucifer himself attractive! I can't be loved!"

    "Thats not true!" shouted Mary.

    There was a long pause.

    "I love you!" Mary continued, tear's in her eyes, "I love you, and I have always loved you. Ever since pre-school, I've loved you. I've loved you through the worst of time, I loved you through the best! When you left, I was heartbroken, and I've followed you around the world in order to catch up with you and tell you this! I've battled demons, witch hunters, fae and yokai, I have lost friends, some of them life long, in order to find you and tell you how I feel! I wanted us to be together. who cares if Lucifer's your father, I don't! I wanted us to live together, get married, start a family, grow old, and die together! I wanted to be with you, through thick and thin. I loved you!"

    Mary broke down, in tears. She had said it, she had said everything she wanted to say to Alex up to this point. all the hurt, all the fear, all the pain, all the joy, all the love, had come out and was lain bare for him to see. how would he react. would he kill her, reject her, or maybe, just maybe, something would be inside him telling him to comfort her.

    Alex made to hug her. "I'm so sorry," he said, "I'm so sorry for leaving you. I love you too. Once I have done this, we can live together, get married, start a family, buy a house, get ordinary jobs, I don't care, just as long as we are together!"

    Mary batted him away

    "No."

    "But, Mary, this is what you wanted!"

    "No. The man I loved left me, the man I loved had me chase him halfway around the globe, the man I love took me to this place, but the man I love could never do what you just did!"

    Alex looked at her, speechless.

    "You've killed the mother of a new born child. You have destroyed an entire race in a single swift movement, you have callously condemned this world to sadness and despair! I'm sorry Alex, but I can't love a man who has done that!"

    Alex stared at her. Mary knew what he was feeling, she didn't need to be a mind reader. He had been fighting for so long in order to protect and avenge the ones he loved, he had killed thousands of people, entered hell holes to get information, and was now facing down the fallen angel. He had been fighting for a worthy cause for so long, but had done such terrible things, he no longer had a cause to fight for. He had now truly lost everything. All that could be heard were the sound of Lucifer's chuckles.
     
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    Chapter 12: the Devils Heir

    Lucifer laughed.

    "At last!" he said, "At last, a son I could be proud of!"

    Alex turned around to him, white with anger.

    "The way you treated the female mage!" Lucifer cackled, "With such scorn, with such neglect, is this what your believe is love?! You have acted more cruelly than myself! I at least kill women after I break their hearts, you force them to follow you until the ends of the earth, the demon world, All worlds, until you break their hearts yet again! You are truly a son of mine... neigh, My successor asthe universe's cruelest being!"

    Alex seethed, screamed and ran forward, his features contorting into the face of a dragon, before exploding in a shattering boom, Alex the dragon bursting forward. It's long snake-like body spinning and contorting, grabbing the golden angel and digging its fangs into Lucifer's body. Lucifer screamed, black blood poring out of the wound, falling on the ground and festering.

    The two took to the sky, clashing in the heavens, over a demonic world. a beautiful dance in a beautiful sky over a beautiful land performed by beautiful shapes with evil hearts. blood, black and festering, red and gaudy, splattered on the ground. screams and roars reeked the air as the devil and the dragon fought.

    "Alex, Stop!" shouted Mary, "Stop fighting, you need to come back! Come back to us, to your friends!"

    "I need to fight this man!" shrieked Alex, piroteing in the air, his tail lashing out at lucifer. "I have to fight this man, I have to kill this demon, even if I die!"

    With a snap, Alex broke Lucifer's left wing and sent him to earth like a golden meteorite. Mary was thrown out of the way due to the force of the blast.

    Lucifer arose, blooded, broken, battered and bruised. His skin had lost its golden sheen, and was now chipped and flaking, his midnight eyes loosing their spark.

    "I've never had such a vicious fight before," Lucifer muttered. "Never in my life. Alex, you are a worthy opponent indeed, anybody can recognize that. therefore, you shall face my most powerful weapon at my disposal."

    He pointed his finger up into the sky, a small pillar of light peeking out of it. "I am the Angelic executioner, the one who can kill any being in the universe. I have been bestowed by the gods with this great power, it is who I am and who I represent. I bear the "Light". A power beyond your imagining. I used this to create the demons, kill thousands of species, and fulfil my base desires, and have become a hated monster for it! Now I use it for my sole good act in the world, and pass this power on! I use it to fight you, Alex, I'm going all out, Not holding back, destroying myself in order to test your strength. If you, or anyone survives the blast, they will gain my power!"

    "No!" screamed Mary, "Alex, don't do this, Don't fight him!"

    "This is what I waited for!" Alex whispered, "Bring it on "Old man!""

    Lucifer smiled, lept at Alex and exploded in whiteness.

    Light. Light cascading through Mashu, wiping out demon after demon, obliterating them in a flash, bodies vaporised. Alex fought on, clinging onto life.

    Mary was pulled forcefully from this world in blackness.
     
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    Chapter 13: Gods and mortals pt1

    "Wake up, Mary"

    Blackness, Void, emptiness

    "Open your eyes, Mary,"

    Oblivion stretched as far as her eyes could see, except that she was still so encased in slumber that through her grogginess she couldn't yet percieve that they were not yet actually open.

    "Is this the afterlife," thought Mary, "Is this it? No pearly gates or infernal prisons, just endless nothing?"

    "Mary, wake up, sleepyhead!"

    Mary's eyes snapped open and she instantly winced at the bright rainbow colours that littered her surroundings. It was a technicoloured fantasm for the sky, the ground smattered with gems, gold, food and strange creatures that went "Mew!".

    "What on earth?!"

    "Not earth, Mary, not any mortal realm; you are in the realm of the gods."

    Mary looked at the creature speaking to her. She was immensely fat, looking about the same size, body shape wise, as Rusalkas was, but was more benevolent and, Mary thought, beautiful. No blemishes, no demonic features, no randomly spawning mouths, She looked perfectly normal...

    Had it not been for the enormous crocodile tail and legs coming from behind her, the large number of hrines from different cultures floating around her form and the fact she was the same height as Rusalkas she might have been mistaken for human.

    "Who are you?!"

    "My name is Cach, and I am the goddess of Gastromancy. You are in the realm of the gods, Look around you."

    Mary looked up and saw an insgnia based on the world she knew, the earth, but with something coiled around it, its head in Austrailia, an enormous rainbow serpent with spinning globes all along its back.

    "The Rainbow Snake, the creature that was created to hold the worlds together, with the earth as its anchor. On its back lies thirteen different worlds, all over their earthly focus points, the Yokai for Japan, the Firbolgs for Britian, and so on." Cach turned to Mary. "I am sure you are very confused, but come, we have much to talk about. I was sent to greet you and take you to the others."

    "But why me? Who sent you? Why am I here?"

    "Mary, you are the mother of the new messiah!"
     
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    Chapter 13: Gods and Mortals Pt 2

    “What?!”

    “Yes, Mary, you are the New Messiah’s mother.”

    “But… How can I be?”

    “You were chosen by us. We gods are able to manipulate destiny and change fate.”

    “Why me though?”

    “Well…” Cach looked sheepishly, “It was my turn, really. Previous Messiahs have had Aeromancers and Pyromancers as parents, and now it’s my turn.”

    “How are we going to do it?” Mary looked at Cach, “We are both female.”

    “What… oh no, its not me as the other parent.” Cach started to laugh, a deep rumbling laugh that boomed across the plane of existance. "No, Mary, It is one of leaders, Mana and Ut, the lady of space and the lord of time respectively. They will be the fathers of the child."

    "Do I get a choice in this?!" Shouted Mary. "I wanted the father of my child to be Alex Zephyr, I wanted to grow old with him, I..."

    "You can still do that." Cach replied, "We wouldn't be the gods if we didn't allow our worshipers some benefits, especially those bearing the new world messiah. All it requires is for him to be alive."

    She held out her hand, "Come, My friends are waiting."

    She lead Mary through the strange plane, its technicoloured landscape and acid trip sky, to a simple village. Simple, by the fact there were eleven small huts and one big one, But what they were constructed of made the matter more complex. Mary could see Cachs hut instantly, it was made out of confectionary, whilst she could sort of guess the other gods, considering that a huge pyre and a floating hut was amongst the group. It was almost surreal, that the most powerful beings in existance lived in such modest conditions, whilst some humans lived like gods but had no power at all.

    There were ten creatures waiting for her; as soon as she came, they clustered around her, issuing various greetings in different languages, before finally settling on english.

    "Welcome,"

    "Hello, Mary."

    "Have a nice stay here."

    Mary smiled, It was all a daze.

    "This is all a dream," she muttered.

    "No, I assure you, Mary, it's very real indeed," said a bone-chilling voice behind her.
     
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    The enormous Owl-like creature loomed over her.

    "My name is Ut, and I am the god of time." he strode over to Mary, "I have watched you grow and develop, and have chosen you to bear my child."

    He grabbed her and began to drag her to his darkened castle.

    "Lord Ut," cried Cach, "You mustn't be so rough, she has suffered much."

    "I care not." replied Ut tersely, "From here on in, it is my business!"

    "No, she is a Gastromancer, she is part of my lore!"

    "She shall take my seed and be grateful for it!" bellowed Lord Ut. "She should fear me, she should be thankful for what I am about to do to her!"

    "Then why don't I?" Mary muttered.

    Lord UT stopped.

    "We have lost faith in the gods!" continued Mary, "You sit in this confounded alternate universe, uncaring for those creatures you created, as they die by the droves! I don't know how you live here, but I am sure that you are nowhere near the power you once were."

    Lord Ut let her go.

    "It is true," he muttered, "When the days were young, we had worshipers a plenty, and grew strong on it, but now, this last century, we have lost support. we've slowly grown weak, we no longer have the power that we once weilded on a whim, and now retreat to this alternate universe."

    He stared up at the sky, to the earth and its thirteen dancing worlds. “I can hear them cry out, and it pains me to see them in this hurt. Lucifer’s attack not only obliterated the demons in Mashu, but caused after effects all over the earth, look!”

    He plucked Britain out of the globe and gave it to Mary.

    “Get to safety!” shouted Kerri, holding the trees back with her breath as the ground underneath the roots caved in, “Hold everything safe, We need to get everyone to safety!”

    Thousands of Firbolgs flew, ran and swam to safety, away from the forest and danger. “Gem, what’s caused this to happen?!”

    “The earth is collapsing in on itself!” Gem replied, “something beyond our control, we need to…”

    The tree fell ontop of her. Gem grabbed it and began to hoist it up. “I’ve gone too far to die here!”

    Britain was in chaos, the forests fell, crushing man, firbolg and beast alike. Everyone was fleeing to the mountains, trying to get away from the devastation.

    “What is going on?!” shouted Kerri.

    Ut placed Britain back and picked out a section of Europe.

    The floating castle was rocking from side to side. Alexa the blood mother scuttled about, tending to the wounded whilst securing everything with her spider web.

    “Everyone, we need to get secure! I’ve contacted the vampire princess, as blood mother, and offered assistance to everyone! Lily, you're our resident space mage, how goes the teleportation preparation!”

    “Everything’s set, but we need the castle to stablise!” shouted Lily, a copy of Ivy in every respect. “I can’t activate the spell otherwise!”

    “It looks like our swan song,” muttered Alexa, “Ok, I’ll try and stablise it! everyone, get moving!”

    This section placed back, Samarkand was taken out

    Shamash held the city firm.

    “Dad!” Anu yelled, “You can’t keep this up, you’ll die!” the harem were holding the palace together, by magic or otherwise.

    “I Know, Anu!” Shamash muttered his face strained, “I need to keep Samarkand together, I must hold strong! Even if it kills me!”

    “But what will the city do!” shouted Anu, “Without you, we're defenceless!”

    “My time has come!” replied Shamash, “It is time you became the sultan, my reign has run it’s course. Take My sword, rule wisely, and leave me to give my life to our city!”

    There was an enormous flash, Shamashes body exploding into golden light, flooding the city.

    This section placed back, Japan was given to Mary

    The Abura clan bathhouse was crumbling. The outside structure was being replaced with root and branch.

    “I prepared for this long ago,” Sayuka muttered, her roots burrowing into the earth, cascading around the bathhouse. “I know something like this would happen.”

    “What!” shouted Kyubi, trying to keep her balance.

    “Angelic aftershock.” Sayuka replied, “this is the result of Lucifer sacrificing himself against an opponent, Its felt throughout the worlds, shaking the foundations of them, minor after effects to what Mashu is experiencing. That is, if there is anyone alive to feel it!”

    Ut stopped.

    “There is more,” He muttered, “Much more. Atlantis is collapsing, the Fae world is in ruin, and as for Mashu, everyone is killed, no-one is left alive. The worlds are in agony, and we are powerless to prevent it.

    "However, there is a way out." spoke the lion goddess, "I am Mana, goddess of space, and the more optimistic than my brother Ut. Prey child, I am willing to make a bargain with you. We, as the gods, collectively, have enough power to bring someone back to life, I believe that you lost someone not to long ago. If we give you this power, will you pray to us?”

    “Mana!” Ut rounded on her, “What is that going to accomplish, So much power, for one persons prayers?”

    “We have no-ones prayers,” Mana replied, “Mary is the mother of the new messiah, our child. If she believes in us, then she might want her son to believe in us. And others who follow him, will believe also. Everyone benefits, Us, them, the worlds. We try to be benevolent, and will try to make the world a nicer place to live. Only if you do this for us, Mary.”

    “I’m willing,” Mary replied, “I get to bring one person back to life, and I know who it is.”

    “I always knew you were a good person, Mary Growgon,” Mana replied. “now, Ut, please be gentle, I’ll be watching after all.”

    “Yes yes, alright.” Ut snapped impatiently, “Mary, you are a virgin, am I right?”

    “Yes.”

    “Well, in that case, close your eyes and let me to the work. God’s mating is very different from humans, you might be quite shocked if you see it in full.”

    Mary did so. At first nothing.

    “Is this some stupid joke, Because I am really not in the…”

    Pleasure exploded through her.
     
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    Mary appeared back in Mashu and looked at the desolation around her. Not a demon was living, not an insect, not a microbe, everything appeared to have been purged by Lucifer's last attack. not even bodies were left. All she could see was...

    "Tiamat!" Mary ran over to the sleeping form, curled up by the tree, occasionally gurgling. "Thank goodness you're alive!"

    YES, THE LITTLE ONE'S TIME IS FAR FROM OVER.

    The voice echoed throughout the desolate world, into Mary's very bones and rattled her soul. she turned around and saw him.

    "You!"

    OH, DON'T MIND ME,

    He looked up from his deckchair, and waved a thick book at her

    I'M ONLY HALFWAY THROUGH, JUST UP TO WHERE ELIZABETH REJECTS MR DARCY. JUST LET ME MARK THE PAGE AND I'LL BE WITH YOU.

    Mary stood there and stared at him as he placed the book down on the small table and stood up, the deckchair, table and book promptly vanishing, and picking up his scythe, he strode over to Mary.

    I TAKE IT THAT YOU'VE BEEN GIVEN THE POWER TO BRING CREATURES BACK TO LIFE

    He looked deep into Mary's eyes.

    I'VE OFTEN WONDERED WHEN IT WAS IN THE GOD'S POWER TO TELL ME WHAT TO DO AND HOW TO GOVERN MY REALM. OBVIOUSLY, THEY HAVE FORGOTTEN THAT I HOLD THE POWER OVER THEIR LIVES, LIKE I HAVE OVER EVERY MORTAL CREATURE.

    "The god's aren't immortal?!"

    NO, JUST VERY, VERY, VERY OLD. he stopped for a moment. I AM PLEASED THAT YOU'VE COME BACK, THAT KID WAS REALLY STARTING TO ANNOY ME. TO TELL YOU THE TRUTH, I WILL HAPPILY GIVE YOU THAT POWER, IF ONLY TO SHUT HER UP!

    He pulled up a chart, displaying a number of crude drawings.

    TO CREATE ANOTHER LIVING CREATURE, YOU NEED TO FIND A SOUL AND CREATE BODY OUT OF YOUR OWN FLESH. IT NEEDS TO BE YOUR OWN FLESH, NOT THAT OF ANOTHER, THOUGH JUDGING BY THIS, he prodded at Mary's excessive abodmen, YOUR'E NOT LACKING IN FLESH. TO FIND A SOUL, SIMPLY STATE ITS NAME, THEN WHEN YOU FIND THE SOUL, PLACE IT IN AND WHISPER YOUR INSTRUCTIONS INTO THEIR EARS. ONCE THAT IS IN PLACE, THEY WILL BE A LIVING CREATURE.

    Mary looked at him

    "I wish for the souls of Alex Zephyr and..."
     
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    Mary stopped. He already had Alex's soul out, its dead eyes looking at Mary. If she created a body for him out of her own flesh, they would be able to live together like they both wanted. They could raise the new messiah, make them the most kind, brave and friendly and bring in a brighter future for all, dying happily in that knowledge. Then what stopped her from doing so.

    Mary knew what stopped her, even as Tiamat made the gurgling noises. She would never forgive herself leaving a child, be they human, demon or whatever, alone without anyone to care for them. That would be low, in her eyes, lower than Lucifer, or anything he ever did, at least he left his children something, be they mothers, friends, colleges, masters. To leave a child with nothing was condemning it to madness and sorrow, and for the queen of the demons to know nothing but will place the world in deeper trouble than it already was.

    "I don't want Alex's soul, please bring me another."

    VERY WELL, he placed the soul back in the ether WHOSE SOUL DO YOU WISH TO TAKE?

    Whose soul now, Mary thought, who could take care of Tiamat, who could show her the world and love her...

    "I chose the soul of Harriet Rusalkas!"

    ALRIGHT, he pulled out a ball of energy, which manifested itself into the form of Rusalkas.

    BEARING IN MIND THAT SHE HAS TRIED TO KILL YOU TWICE. he flicked the form, it immediately became animated.

    "Get off me you monster!"shrieked Rusalkas

    "Do you know who I am?!"

    "Save your breath," Mary butted in, "You're only here because I wanted you to be! If I had felt any different, you would have been dead!”

    She paced around the soul. “Rusalkas, you’ve always been bitter! Hateful, spiteful and callous, but I have a feeling that you can be kind.”

    "Get to the point"

    “My point is that I am allowing you one more chance to live again!” Mary looked directly at Rusalkas soul “I am allowing you a chance to experience life once again, to become carer, protector and teacher of Tiamat.”

    "And if I refuse?!" Rusalkas laughed, "What makes you think that I want to look after some brat?! face it, chubs, i've got more important things to do. There's a place in heaven with my name on it!"

    THERE IS NO HEAVEN!

    There was a pause.

    "What did you say?"

    THERE IS NO HEAVEN. ACTUALLY, I TAKE THAT BACK, THERE IS NO HEAVEN, HELL, LIMBO, PURGATORY, EYLUSIAN FEILDS, YOMI, OR ANY OTHER VERSIONS OF THE AFTERLIFE YOU MORTALS HAVE COOKED UP.

    "You mean all my life, all my time studying, praying to god, righteiously following the scriptures, and i don't get a place in heaven?"

    WELL, TO SAY THAT THERE IS NO HEAVEN, HELL, ETCETARA ETCETARA WOULD ALSO BE A MISTAKE. TO BE BRUTALLY HONEST, I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU DIE.

    "But your'e...!"

    I KNOW VERY WELL WHO I AM, I AM MERELY A HARVESTER, A REAPER. I KNOW AS MUCH WHAT HAPPENS TO THE "CORN" AS YOU DO. I WAS TIED TO THIS WORLD BY THE CREATORS, THE HIGHER POWERS, EVEN MIGHTER THAN THE GODS, THE TRUE UNDYING ONES, AND I KNOW VERY LITTLE OF WHAT GOES ON OUTSIDE.

    Rusalkas wailed. Mary thought she understood her destrought nature. All her life, she had been pleasing others, going to desperate means to do so, never thinking about herself, the ultimate charity, despite what she did was often hurtful and damaging. However, she had always had the goal of a good life in heaven, her one truth, and she constantly put herself aside to please others with the hope of getting in. now that her fate was unsure, her view of the world had shattered. She had spent her life trying to gain an a place in somewhere that might not exist, and she was now the shell of the woman that she could become.

    "But now is your chance to live again," Mary said. she bent down, "I'm going to give you one responsiblity, to take care of Tiamat in this uncaring wasteland. You need to be her guardian, her companion, her teacher and her surrogate mother. You have a goal in this life now."

    She looked up at him "Is there any special process to help her?"

    ALL SHE NEEDS TO DO IS TO THINK ABOUT IT

    "Good," Mary smiled, "In that case, I'm going to need a little more flesh to make Rusalkas's new body and support a baby AND keep my figure." she spread her arms out. "Could you fatten me up, please?"
     
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    Mary felt the tingling sensation die away as she slowly lumbered around in her massive form. This was almost surreal, she had never been this huge, even whilst experimenting with Gastromancy (which was where she grew to 750lbs in weight), but she had made others this big, and even bigger. She was standing in a wasteland, naked, at 1300lbs, enormous breasts, huge belly, massive butt, vast thighs... she felt like the ultimate fertility goddess.

    NOW, GRAB A PIECE OF YOUR FLESH AND PULL IT AWAY

    The Reaper made his scythe touch her hands

    THIS WILL GIVE YOU THE NEEDED POWER.

    Mary grabbed her stomach and pulled. The pain hit immediately before dying as the piece of flesh disconnected itself from her. She placed it on the ground and did it again. It hurt more than the last time. She placed it on the ground. She continued, gritting her teeth through the pain as she pulled more and more of herself away from herself, leaving a 700lb pile of flesh on the ground.

    "That’s all I can take." she muttered, wincing in agony

    YOU DID BETTER THAN LUCIFER!

    The reaper returned to his deckchair

    HE COULDN’T EVEN MANAGE A TINY BIT OF FLESH. HE ENDED UP CREATING A MICROBE, SO SMALL, SO TINY, BUT IT GREW, IT EVOVLED, AND FORMED THE DEMON RACE, IMITATING WHAT THE CREATORS HAD DONE. I THINK THAT’S WHAT THE ANGELS TOOK SUCH OFFENSE AT.

    Mary began to sculpt, forming the flesh into a semi-humaniod form. It was a round figure, big breasted and wide hipped, lots of soft pockets of flab for Tiamat to snuggle up in, whilst He continued.

    THE ANGELS WILL COME AFTER YOU, YOU DO KNOW THAT? THEY’RE LIKE THE CREATORS AUDITORS, THE DESPISE ANYTHING THAT RISES ABOVE THEIR STATION, WHICH IS WHY THEY HATE THE GODS SO MUCH. THE ANGELS ENFORCE THE RULES, THE GODS BEND THEM.

    Mary continued to sculpt. The face kind and serene, the hair long, every part of the sculpture radiating kindness, motherliness.

    I THINK THAT THIS WILL DO.

    "I hope its enough..."

    OH, IT WILL BE. I SEE TIAMAT LOVING HER, AND THE SOUL OF RUSALKAS BEING CHANGED DURING THIS TIME. ALTHOUGH I AM MERELY A HARVESTER, I CAN APPRECIATE THE CHANGE FROM A ROTTEN SHEEVE TO A GOLDEN EAR OF "CORN".

    He got up, bent down and placed the ball of soul into the creature's body. Her sqaut, round ball of a body, with two enormous breasts, coverend in softness and warmth, with wide hips, all ontop of four legs, for scrabbling over the ruined world, four arms for caring, soft light fur, and a caring face.

    IF YOU WANT TO GIVE HER A PURPOSE, THEN TELL HER NOW, BEFORE SHE WAKES UP.

    Mary stepped down close to the creature's ear.

    "You love Tiamat," she whispered, "You are not her mother, but you love her as one. you love her like a sister and like a friend. You will keep her out of harm and teach her about herself, and the world outside. You will help her grow, and when she is old enough, you will become her advisor. You will never spoil her, but you will make her happy! That is your task, and you name will be charged with it, Ki!"

    She stepped back and allowed for Ki to open her eyes.

    Ki scrambled over to Tiamat and picked her up in her arms, cooing at the infant queen. Mary looked on and then looked at the portal that He had opened.

    I HAVE ALEX'S LAST THOUGHTS. THEY WERE OF YOU, WHILST HE SACRIFICED HIS LIFE TO SAVE THE LITTLE ONE. IF YOU WANT ME TO SAY THEM, THEN.

    "No." she looked at him. "Wherever we go when we die, I will find him, I will strive and find him, and he will find me. And when we do find each other, we will be together, and he can tell me then!"

    IS THAT A CHALLENGE?

    "It's a promise! It's an oath! It's how much I love him."

    He nodded and disappeared as Mary walked back through the portal.
     
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    The Coven saw Mary step slowly out of the portal. Naked, beaten, battered, bloodied, weighing almost double her original weight, they knew that she had been through hell and back, literally.

    Anita ran forward, followed by Delilah, and carried Mary out of the portal, whilst everyone stood over her, trying to stop the bleeding as much as possible.

    "Goodness Mary, are you alright?!" Anita said.

    "What do you think?" muttered Delilah in response.

    They got her over to a freshly erected tent and began to bandage her up. "Mary, what happened there!"

    "Wha...?" Mary muttered, in a daze.

    "Yeah, what happened in Mashu?!" Jasmine said, "what happened to the others, Calum, Nick, Alex?!"

    "Alex..." Mary muttered, dazed for a second. Then everything came back. The hardship, the trials, the fights, the blood, the pain, the death, and she hadn't acheived anything! It was all to much for her, and she broke down in tears. She was only human, and for her to have been through so much without crying was too much. She mourned for everyone, every one who was killed, demon, human, angel, whoever. The Coven could do nothing but give her comfort that she couldn't feel.

    Mary finished her tale to the others around three o’clock in the morning. They sat aghast at what happened.

    “You’re the new Messiah’s mother?!”

    "Yes."

    "Mary, we need to get this out!" Delilah said, "If we did that, you'll be famous, you'll be able to raise the kid up in the lap of luxury, you'll..."

    "Be well and truly ruining the world," Anita said, "If this kid is going to be the saviour of the world, then let it at least have some kind of balanced up-bringing."

    "Not too rich, not too poor, take the middle path" muttered Jasmine in agreement "Expose the kid to too much publicity and he'll never be able to do the right thing, expose him to not enough, and he won't know what the right thing is. It's the task of every mother, is that not right, Anita?"

    "Well, yeah, I've had little Mithras for just three months and already i'm coming into problems. Raising a child is probably the most difficult thing anyone could do. But its the most rewarding as well."

    Anita looked on, gently stroking Mithras, "I need to be getting back home, Enki will probably need my help rebuilding Samarkand, if Shamash is able to hold it up long enough."

    "I need to get back to London," Tim said, "I haven't been as much help as I wanted, but there should be plenty of time for me to help out elsewhere. I wish the best of luck to you all!"

    "Come on, Mary, i'll give you a lift home," Delilah said, "If you can stand the underground, that is."

    "I think i'll stay here." Mary replied.

    "You're not coming with us?" said Delilah.

    "No, listen, my child is going to need to learn the laws of magic sooner or later, and i can think of no better teachers than my friends. I'll teach him gastromancy, then we we'll begin traveling together, meet you guys so that you can teach him."

    "We'll do that Mary, for you!" Anita replied.

    "For you, and for the world," Jasmine followed.

    They left, Mary sat there, staring up at the starry sky of austrailia, before walking over to Henry.

    "To brisbane!"

    "Yes miss!"

    The new era was coming, and Mary knew she had to make it work!
     

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