Shattering Humanity-Chapter 465: "...Doomed To Be Conscious Victims In This Abusive Universe."
"Therefore do not let sin reign in your mortal body, so that you obey its desires. And do not offer any parts of it to sin as weapons for unrighteousness. But as those who are alive from the dead, offer yourselves to God, and all the parts of yourselves to God as weapons for righteousness.
For sin will not rule over you, because you are not under the law but under grace.
What then?
Should we sin because we are not under the law but under grace?
Absolutely not!" -Romans 2: 12-15
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{Demon District}
After being ’Valkyrie-handled’ for 10 seconds it makes the comedically constricted victim start choking for air before she releases him.
After catching his breath back, the next words from his grateful superior, reenforces his satisfaction to participate in battle.
Itsuka: "It must’ve been tough on Drakii watching you leave her side, but once we tell everyone you were clutch saved me, I’m sure your big sister will be proud."
Thinking of his older sister’s praise, and then her laughable anger for making her worry, Jormy softly smiles.
The two Takamagahara members suddenly feel a strong presence and the two turn to face the threat.
With her inhumane strength amazingly holding up the weight of unconscious Vegetius over her shoulder.
Even though the young man is twice her size, it’s a familiar display frequently exhibited by their own Ace.
As SeiõrSnow continues to fall, unaffected by the steady breeze, the three individuals glare across at one another until the smirking, higher skilled DæMon breaks the tension.
MamMon DæMon: "You were doing so well, but your hubris was almost your undoing, spawn of Ioûnn."
Itsuka’s nose twitches at the arrogant speaking witch.
Sweating Jormy recognizes the strength of this mysterious woman across from him, but despite no SoulSeiõrShields visibly active, the newbie soldier’s SeiõrSense is slightly sparking up his spine.
MamMon DæMon: "If only you had fired a few more of those SeiõrShots at your attacker here, instead of falling victim to your own pettiness..."
The Nye-omnipotent woman turns her head to look over her other shoulder.
MamMon DæMon: "...You wouldn’t have needed multiple sources of backup to embarrassingly stumble yourself into this ’win’."
Knowing exactly where the Izanagi Gunner is positioned, over 400m away, her deep blue optics makes eye contact with Charybdis’ yellow eye through his scope.
Swallowing his spit, the more rational marksman goes with his gut feeling, and slowly lowers his aim, instead of pulling the trigger.
Charybdis: "Yea, not going to test my luck with that one...
That woman is wearing a cloak similar to the one Persephone has.
So that must be the same ’Aunt’ she been talking about."
Having successfully intimidated away the gun trained on her, the powerful being faces forward, and stares across at her closer opponents once more.
The prideful Itsuka isn’t going to stay silent while being openly mocked for her morals.
Itsuka: "I’m not going to use excessive force to end conflicts fueled by tragedy.
That man was instigated by you, and I’m not going to give you more bulletin board material to paint Takamagahara as the violent insurgency you’ve portrayed us as."
MamMon DæMon: "Hmph, how noble, yet foolish.
You say that, but have you willfully ignored the news I had broke to the both of you, which made this pitiful 16 year old boy so hostile?"
The reveal of the Vinland soldier’s true age surprises Jormy, who is also in the higher percentile of growth rate.
MamMon DæMon: "I must say however, if you want a small moral victory, I’ll give you one.
During that small exhibition match, you had proved to be a being that annoys me."
Itsuka: "And what the Hell is that supposed to mean!?
You DæMons and the rejected little sister of yours annoy me too!"
While MamMon reaches into her cloak, Jormy flinches, and grips his sheathed SunSwords. Preparing to defend his foster sister.
MamMon DæMon: "Oh do save that vigor for tomorrow’s function, ’IceBoy’."
From the cloak, the witch who took part in the jumping of Skalmönd reveals the trophy weapon she had taken from Shelly’s slain grandma.
The long dagger infamously crafted by Loki, brought to reality from the Æther, Old Norse runes glowing on the blade, Lil’ Lævateinn.
MamMon grips the bumpy green handle. In purposely unconventional design, the weapon is supposed to have thorns on the grip, but they have been shaved down for the new owners comfort.
MamMon DæMon: "Because your mother had not conformed with the rest of the two clans who planned on Armageddon, neither I, nor my sisters would have had a reason to hunt your mother."
From the dull tip of the DæMon’s mythical dagger, an opac ’glass bubble’ grows larger and larger.
MamMon DæMon: "Adding the fact she created life the natural way, even if she used Seiõr to keep herself kicking, long enough to find that satisfactory partner, I may have given her some respect."
The direct Völva born doesn’t change her scowling face from the enemy’s honest confession.
Itsuka: "Well now that I know Shelly’s grandma and my mom were close friends, I’ll say on her behalf, your respect isn’t something she would be honored to receive."
Once the familiar looking glass bubble is large enough to hold the passed out young man over her shoulder, the caster conceals the glorified wand back in her cloak.
MamMon DæMon: "I warn you to be wary of twisting my words.
I said ’may have’."
In amazement, a stunned Jormy watches as MamMon holds him up by the collar with one hand, and the unconscious teen soldier is ’consumed’ by the opac glass bubble until he is floating in the center.
MamMon DæMon: "I can only assume your well defined figure is the result of her parental guidance. Believing her aptitude in conjuring SeiõrSpells would be passed down to her offspring, your mother decided to train you into becoming a female would be a worthy member of brutes."
Now with Vegetius safely inside the large, floating, clear protective orb, the casing starts to slowly shrink.
MamMon DæMon: "I won’t bore you with monotonous details, but after us DæMons murdered our own mothers, we started giving the rest of the irresponsible procreating women, a taste of the monsters they wanted their own daughters to become.
Unable to defeat us even 1on1, every clan member of ’warrior women’ fought to their deaths. Probably hoping to delay us long enough for their witch counterparts to escape."
Jormy isn’t listening to the lore, but instead he watches the mind-blowing SeiõrSpell, with a human inside, shrink just as fast as it grew. Relatively manipulating the size of Vegetius as well.
In order to tell her allies, Itsuka is trying her best to absorb all she is being told from the retelling, from a first hand account of the DæMon clan’s uprising.
MamMon DæMon: "Fast forward a few months later and only one active Valkyrie remained. I’m sure you don’t need many guesses to figure out who she was.
Confirming our concerns, Skalmönd was the only one who proved to be competent enough to fight all of us who sought after her head and just to spite us, she managed to release an undoubtedly powerful SeiõrSpell with inscrutable affects.
One of such, successfully managed to hide any Völva who escaped our justice, including your dear mother and Skalmönd’s vulnerable family."
Itsuka is shocked by the revelation and the sudden realization of her mother having stayed close to Shelly’s family all the way up until her death.
MamMon DæMon: "Your precious ’Yang Couple’ has become proof of just how powerful the wrath of a Valkyrie in love can become.
It is not just Skalmönd’s reincarnate, but it is necessary for any woman who would be regarded as one from the Valkyrie clan, to be exterminated.
Including you."
Itsuka(chuckles): "Boy, you’re just a clan of hypocrites, aren’t you?
Doesn’t that also include yourself and the others?"
Wagging her finger, the higher level Seiõr user rejects the counter protest.
MamMon DæMon: "My sisters and I were all birthed from Valkyrie blood yes, but as you are aware, our conception was unnatural.
To the deepest of thinkers, that one attribute makes us DæMons arguably unlike any other Earthly life.
To that point, some would argue us DæMons are not creatures of God, that we are evil, and malevolent, but no matter how one is brought into it..."
The opac blue SeiõrSpell with sleeping Vegetius inside has shrunken down to the size of a baseball and MamMon grabs it.
MamMon DæMon: "...We are doomed to be conscious victims in this abusive universe.
My sisters and I have taken the responsibility to restoring the universal balance by birthing the Yin Vessel’s child."
The mention of Saku, and seeing how easily the magical woman was able to kidnap the teenager, she remembers someone.
Itsuka: "Is that what you did to Princess Kawaii after you took her from us?
Where is she?" 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺
MamMon DæMon: "Fear not.
You will get to see your own prized 2nd Generation tomorrow."
Itsuka: "What?
Princess Kawaii is a...?"
The Queen of Erinyes stares at the entrapped follower to one of the pink eyed women.
MamMon DæMon: "It seems all those with pink eyes must’ve been created through the fornication between the remaining Völvas. Seiõr smart, but intellectually ignorant, those witches refusing to learn from their past mistakes, and wasted their freedom given to them through Skalmönd’s sacrifice."
