"Blessed is she who has believed that the Lord would fulfill his promises to her!"- Luke 1:45

"And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose."- Romans 8:28

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Saku begins to think about Princess Kawaii, Laban, and especially Itsuka. He starts to blush again.

Saku: "Yea, they are kinda cute and elegant in their own ways.

Now that I think about it, I have an adorable furry buddy too..."

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{Current Day}

[Roronora Lake]

The SeiõrSnow is falling.

Floating alone over the city turned bloody lake, the same single sad purple and blue human cloud that has traveled all the way from Sanpaku, is having lightning strikes go right through it.

Ineffective in stopping the poor solo cloud on it’s way to Saku’s Berserk Vessel.

Purple/Blue Cloud(male whisper): "Ka...waii..."

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[Sanpaku Entrance 10:01 PM]

Outside the entrance to the underwater sanctuary, the bonfire is now the size of a regular camp fire.

Circled around the circumference of the flame, there are even fewer remaining awake Takamagahara members who are still outside waiting for the return of Katsu, Saku, and Shelly.

Dom and Taylor have now gone to actual bed inside the protective underwater sanctuary.

Left outside it is only Daisuki, Scylia, Zoram, Itsuka, Laban(with her Eyelien in 2nd Stage; a sad blue aura), with both Princess Rebekah and Friend sleeping soundly using their respective "Mamas" as pillows.

Friend has his furry head and chin resting on Itsuka’s foot while the young little Princess of the dying city is resting her head on her Mama Laban’s lap.

Because they are all still outside, the awake adults are looking at the dark clouds beginning to form and hover above them, increasingly get darker the more south towards Roronora City.

The unusual speed of the formation makes

Daisuki especially weary of the threatening clouds.

Daisuki(thinking): *That’s Nephilim’s ability for sure, but...*

On the opposite side of the compacted fire, Laban has her Omnipotence N-Eye popped off at 2nd Stage with a dark blue aura being released from the alien symbiote in her skull.

Laban DaeMon: "...All I can tell from what my Eyelien is showing me, is right now those God damn monsters are finishing up on destroying the entirety of Roronora

City and my Saki is still under the control of that damn Anjell Eye of his."

Scylia: "So your ability...?"

Laban DaeMon: "... It allows me to use the same Nigh-Omnipotence ability while using Seiõr. It’s ironically the same basic ability that my accepted DæMon older sisters are inherently able to do and the reason I got exiled from their clan.

The ability can’t read minds..."

Laban looks down at her sleeping "daughter" as she softly pets the adorable little girl’s curly black hair.

Laban DaeMon: "...And I can’t tell the immediate future, but if something is said out loud or done in either private or public, the ability allows me to know whatever I want to know.

My sisters however, can see the future, but only everything within 12 hours and anything after 3 days."

Daisuki(to himself): "...3 days?"

Zoram looks at her ’husband to be’ and then back to her explaining ex-wife.

Laban DaeMon: "Everything between that future 12 hour mark until 3 days, is supposedly the same vision as when I ask this Eyelien who’s causing this global SeiõrSnow. All I see is the stars.

It’s the same universal restriction that caused the Völva clan to panic over their futures in the first place.

That’s why Princess Rebekah’s ability is so special to me.

She wants to claim that I was the one who made her feel safe from the world, but it was because of her clutch ability, I felt safe enough to abuse my power and commit those terrible acts."

Daisuki: "But why the 3 day restriction?"

The shunned DaeMon shrugs her shoulders and continues to admire her precious, sleeping adopted daughter.

Zoram: "When I was being taught by Seer Ask and Völva Embla about the existence and practice of Seiõr in Jomsborg, even they didn’t understand the puzzling time buffer, but the assumption was to protect the totality of Seiõr’s ’divine plan’."

Itsuka: "...’Divine...Plan’?"

Zoram(nods): "To Völva and Seers, the ’Divine Plan’ of Seiõr, is the same concept as the religious beliefs that brought upon Ragnarök within the Old Norse world.

’The purpose of every soul or spirit that lives or existed in this specific universe, is to find a purpose’.

The results on one’s success to find ’enlightenment’ can depend based on the religious beliefs."

Itsuka: "Another question, Madame Zoram... if you were raised by a man and woman who were both mutually acknowledged by Seiõr while living in the hidden fortress of Jomsborg, how come the woman there wasn’t part of the conforming clan of all females who then turned into males to impregnate Valkyrie, when they could’ve just had patience and find true male Seers?"

The saved then adopted "bastard child" woman from the Middle East looks upset and shakes her head.

Zoram: "I was never told.

It wasn’t until I met Madame Laban that I became introduced to the Valkyrie clan as well.

As well as Seer Ask being shunned and mocked by the rest of the men because of his use of magic instead of his ’Odin blessed body’, I didn’t associate myself with any Scandinavian clans.

I had learned about the noble viking, Palnatoke, who not only saved me and also vouched for Sir Ask to stay in the village to help Embla keep the Seiõr veil over their hidden hideout."

Scylia: "So how did you end up meeting her in the first place?"

Zoram looks across the flame at her past captor, but Laban is focusing more on what her Eyelien is showing her.

Zoram: "When the last of the Jormvikings converted, and none returned back to Jomsborg, there was no longer any food or protection sources for Sir Ask, Madame Embla, and I.

When I had awoke one morning, they were gone and that same day the DæMon clan had came to Jomsborg.

I heard destruction and yelling so I investigated. By the time I had got to the scene, Madame Laban was left injured.

She could sense my Seiõr with her back turned to me, so I knew she wasn’t a normal woman."

They all look over as the DaeMon begins to softly chuckle and shakes her head.

Laban DaeMon: "Well, Skalmönd has fought my Saki already, and of course my stronger soldier won."

Everyone’s eyes widen and Itsuka stands up quickly.

Itsuka: "What?!"

With his sensitive ears, Friend’s head shoots up, while Laban stops her love rival from yelling anymore and waking up the snoozing Princess who momentarily disrupted.

Laban DaeMon(soft voice): "Aye, relax. Jesus Christ...I was mostly being facetious... She didn’t actually lose.

If it means anything, it was impressive, even to me."

Itsuka and everyone else slightly calms down while the ex-Don continues her play by play.

Laban DaeMon: "My Saki managed to get a successful stab, but it was only in her shoulder and the Yang Vessel eventually had to interfere.

But..."

Daisuki: "...’But’?

The past Don of the blood sunk city swallows her spit.

Laban DaeMon: "...But, there won’t be much left to go to in the morning..." 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

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{Current Day}

[Inside the Erinyes Mountains Shuttleway To Mount. Morta]

In a commonly used horror movie style troupe, the man moves his head, and from behind his hair, to his absolute astonishment, MamMon DæMon is sitting in the opposite corner, behind him.

In a manner only he can keep under immediate surprise, Nephilim talks to the DæMon through the reflection, calmly.

Nephilim: "Those abilities of yours continue to go beyond my expectations each and every day, Madame MamMon.

So, it seems with Seiõr you don’t need to have a proper form of identification to ride this shuttle?"

Smiling from underneath her hood, the DæMon crosses her legs underneath her black cloak with Money Tree patches scattered all over.

MamMon DæMon: "I could say the same for your renowned composure, Erinyes Nephilim.

Most individuals would have at the very least, turned to make sure their minds weren’t playing tricks on them.

But like most ’Blood-Eyes’, you surely are special, aren’t you, Erinyes Nephilim?"

The respectful General turns to face the Scandinavian witch.

Nephilim: "I wouldn’t know what you’re inferring Madame Laban, but I’m glad to know you won’t have to wait for me while I retrieve Miss Eden."

MamMon DæMon: "I assure you, I do not wait. Now, while I have your undivided attention I want you to hold on to this."

She tosses over what at first looks like a pink glowing crystal ball that is about the size of a baseball.

Nephilim: "What is this?"

After looking more closely, the eyes of the General for all Erinyes territory, widen in shock.

Inside the pink illuminating orb, is a sleeping little girl, but not just any little girl.

Princess Kawaii is peacefully sound asleep inside.

MamMon DæMon: "That is the ’ball’ we will be using in the little ’game’ we will be playing against Skalmönd and her crew in a couple days."