[X] Ryuunosuke Uryuu's COOL adventures with his new girlfriend.
You had met with disappointment the other day, when you had attempted to summon up a fierce demon with the sacrifice of a family.
It was as you walked home or rather to your hide out that you thought of a possibility. It was perhaps quality that had ruined the summoning, and what better quality than virgin girls? Like those five school girls he he was walking behind... as they giggled in scandal at the oldest amongst them being so daring to steal a kiss from a boy.
Thus you followed them, stalked them... sisters all.
And thus you walked... observed further before striking after the departure of their parents to their night jobs.
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The only difference this time aside from having extra blood from the four girls to paint summoning circles on the floor and walls was that... it worked.
At the end of the chanting of those phrases that made no sense to you, there was a flash of crimson light accompanied by a sharp pain on the back of your right hand. Ruby red of neon blood that faded to a dark stigmatic scar reministic of curves and broken circles.
One by one, the four painted circles with their contained pentagrams glowed and flared with lightning.
The room that you had been standing in shifted and changed as a strong breeze blew about the room. The corpses remain even if now they hung from chains, the youngest girl remain, you remain... but for a moment, an ever so brief moment, everything else changes.
You stood in a throne room within the court of a castle, where the throne would be is a bathtub. One covered in shadows, but still filled with a liquid familiar to you.
A figure clad in shadows stepped out of the tub to dry herself towels while humming before clothing simply formed on her body and the room returned to what it was.
As the world returned to normal, you stumble and fell backwards to land in a sitting position.
There is the slightest of moments as the heating unit turns off and the curtain before the window moved and the light of the brilliant moon shone into the room.
The painting of crimson was revealed in its full glorious artistic vision, and you see her. A girl. And yet, she was no ordinary person. You instinctively knew this, the presence that she bore... there was a purity there not seen in normal females. A greatness within her slender form.
You find yourself without words, your thoughts of praises or cheers at your unexpected success die in your mouth as you gaze at her, not because of a fierce appearance, rather... it was the opposite. Her radiant and overwhelming beauty is such that you have no words.
She stood tall, straight as a spear raised against the heavens. Nobility radiated from her very stance and essence. An otherworldly nobility. One scented in that metallic fragrance of blood.
She gazed down impartially at you before speak with aquamarine hue eyes. "I ask of you. Are you my master?"
The horns upon her head rising up, the wagging tail that was split in two at the end, and even the jaunty fangs in her mouth. They all could have been from a beast, or a demon, or perhaps even a vampire... but you instinctively knew with absolute certainty... this was a dragon.
One that had to have come a distant otherworldly realm in the form of a young maiden, but a dragon nonetheless.
"Huh.... master?" She smiled and nodded at you, a noble mien on her face. You realized that only one... no, two words fit her perfectly from her pettanko sizes, that crimson hair, to that frilly dress with its flaring skirt.
She was like a magical girl come to life, only sensual and dark. You had to shake your head to concentrate and say exactly the thought that raged in your head. Moe. Youkai moe.
"Indeed, at your summons, at your call, at your most pleasing of offerings... I have responded and come at your behest, being manifested under the class of Berserker," She curtsied at you, perhaps not realizing that you had caught a glimpse of... crimson lavender stripes amidst a triangle of white. "I must ask for your name. Indeed... who are you?"
At her curious look, you had to blush as you stood up and rubbed the back of your head. You never were good with dealing with pretty girls, or direct questions, or successfully summoning something and thus proving magic WAS real. You shook your head once more. "Uh... well... I'm Uryuu Ryuunosuke. I'm a NEET, that is to say I'm currently not in school, unemployed, and not in training."
"I like killing people, a lot, like really a lot. Especially children and young women." At your declaration of what you were, she nodded as if barely accepting you before walking around you to give you a visual once over.
"Very well, the contract is made," She noted with solemness and finality. "I desire the Holy Grail, as you too must. And it'll belong to us."
"Grail?" At your question, she blinked. You continued on, remembering your manners as a host. "Well... I don't know about the grail, but... how about a sacrifice? You want the girl?"
You turn and indicated the last survivor, the captive, still bound and lying on the floor. She looked about and counted the corpses before looking at the still living offering. At this, the girl started to struggle as Berserker looked at her and then at you.
There was a soft sigh and a tch. "I see, so this is why I got summoned. A perfect catalyst as it were."
You looked eagerly as she walked over to the girl before gently patting her on the head before... woah! That... that was a pretty damn big spear to just pull out of nowhere.
A spinning action later, the spear slammed into the ground and cut the girl loose. "Shhh... don't worry. You're going to be fine... all you need to do is run out the door and get outside. But I think that your fear and natural carelessness will doom you. So, relax and just go..."
With that... the girl was released. What?
What the... why would Berserker even do this?
You were about to speak up, but she held a finger up to her lips. Covered in a pink finger covering it matched her lips. As the girl started to run towards the open door, she spoke once more.
"Ah... there is a puddle of blood that you'll slip on." And it was there, you didn't recall spill blood there, but you had to... didn't you? "You better be careful, because I don't think you're quick enough to catch yourself... but your attempts results in a broken wrist."
You could only watch bemused as the girl DID slip on the puddle of blood and broke her wrist. "Quick, get up... but watch out that loose rug, you'll trip."
And so it went... each footstep forward by the girl was heralded by disaster after disaster, accident after accident. All foretold entirely and accurately by Berserker. Til eventually, the bloody figure stood at the door and struggled with the doorknob. The broken hands didn't help her any. Berserker smiled sadly, well... as sadly as someone gleefully enjoying what she was seeing. "Ah, it's a shame, but it looks like your parents didn't keep certain things in good shape, which is why that overhead light falls on your head with enough force to snap your neck."
You can only watch in fascination as her declaration occurs exactly as described, and the not quite horrified cry filled with despair as the girl looked up and it fell on her.
"Life is like that, one can't escape their fate," She looked at you now. And you realized that it had been entirely a game. An awesome game where Berserker hadn't physically killed the girl but somehow arranged things to just slowly pile up on her. "And isn't it better this way, after all... terror, pain, despair, they all have a certain quality to the emotion when you watch. That quality savored can be enhanced and made more intense by giving them a sliver of hope. Hope kills."
She turned to look at you now. "Emotions are kind of cool that way. I bet you enjoyed that, didn't you? When her hope turned to terror and despair?"
This was so... before you could speak up, she turned and looked at the corpse before leaning down to wipe the blood from the girl's face with a finger and licked it. "Ahhhh..."
You found yourself blushing even more. Before she had just been moe and cool. Now she was... sexy. But, you found yourself unable to stop from asking the question that came to mind as you saw her skirt flip up to reveal her striped panties and the tail. "Just how far up does the scales go from your tail?"
She paused to look at you with a mortified blush on her face. "... y... y... y.... you saw?"
The nod from you got a cry of despair from her as she blushed. The sight of her face going red once more brought another involuntary word from you. "Cute."
"You... you better take responsibility," You blinked at the fuming, not quite pouting face of Berserker. "So. Will you marry me? Or will you be killed by me?"
This was horribly cute. It was like she was the distillation of tsundere, or something. "Well... I don't want to just be killed. But I can't just marry you, just like that... it's not right, you gotta do it step by step, right?"
She nodded slowly, giving you a chance to continue. "Now, I don't know about the grail thing, but if you'll have me... I'll be your boyfriend and we can get married later."
You smiled and ruffled her hair, that blush on her face. She... really wasn't used to being around men, or being touched by one. Totally a virgin. You could do worse, but that wasn't likely.
"But for now, I'll happily follow you. Let's kill some more. Let's make killing cool and artistic," She beamed at your words. Clearly, your enthusiasm was infectious. "Show me all the coooool ways of killing."
"You... you said you were Ryuunosuke, right?" You nodded at her question. "It seems like this is going to be a fun relationship. I'll be happy to show you what I can do... it feels like things are going right for me, and maybe... this time I'll achieve my dream."
"Your dream?" You tilted your head at her.
"But of course," She smiled widely with pleasure. "To become a world famous idol, what else?"
You blinked. That was adorable. "Ah... I forgot to ask you, what is your name?"
"Fuhuhuhuhuhu, my name is Elizabeth Bathory, the dragon's daughter," As she said her name, you could see stats and numbers just form when you look at her.
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Kariya Kwest : Night 4 / Daughter of the Dragon
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[X] Write In [within reason please]
Name : Elizabeth Bathory
Master : Uryuu Ryuunosuke
Class : Berserker
Also Known as : The Blood Countress, Countess Dracula, Daughter of the Dragon
Alignment : Chaotic Neutral N. Phantasm : A
Strength : C Agility : E
Mana : D Luck : B
Endurance : D
Mad Enhancement : E-
Berserker's Mad Enhancement is very low, allowing her to retain her reason. There is not much benefit to the skill, turning her Strength and Endurance into a state that is more "don't care about pain" than anything else. She instead has Mental Disorder, a state of the mind falling ill and a mental "super armor" ability. Rather than the common madness added to a Berserker, she becomes incapable of feeling the pain of others and unable to sense the mood in the surroundings.
Dragon's Breath : E
Charisma : C
Innocent Monster : A
Magic Resistance : A
Mental Disorder : A
Territory Creation : B
Berserker has been demonized by the Innocent Monster skill that uses the image produced from one's deeds in life to distort their past and way of being, which ends up transforming their abilities and appearance. Her form is due to the deeds she practiced in life Though she looks like a demon, her horns and tail are those of a dragon, and though her fangs look like those of a vampire, they are also those of a dragon. Her lungs have been turned into a spirit world, attaining tremendous lung capacity and a Dragon Breath attack through the means of ultrasonic waves. Although turned into a dragon by the Skill "Innocent Monster", maybe she is forcing herself somehow for its power is low.
The form is not a forgery caused solely through the means of Innocent Monster, but rather brought about from the dragon's blood mixed within her. The source is crest of the Báthory family, a shield coat of arms patterned after a red fang that represented the dragon's gallantry, vigorousness, and the brutality of never letting the enemy live. It grants her Magic Resistance of the same grade as King Arthur, another with dragon blood.
Her Territory Creation allows her to build up a prison-castle and that is mainly used in confining girls. According to the records, the master of he castle would capture five virgins a day, execute three for the sake of bathing in blood, and torture to death one as if a pet. She gave the last remaining the right of challenging various fates. This has translated into a manipulation of fate noble phantasm.
Bathory Erzsebet: Fresh Blood Demoness A
This is a Noble Phantasm that summons the castle within she reigned during her lifetime and uses it as a stage to make herself prominent. The castle is the Prison Castle Csejte, a demonic castle where hundreds of young girls were tortured to death, and by being soaked in the fresh blood of girls that she used to fill her bloodbath, a bathtub of blood, she maintains an enormous magical power and charm power.
Utilizing her singing talent to contest for the top position on the planet and the castle that has been remolded into a giant amplifier, they bring about a tune that is certainly something that can be called hell on earth. Her lungs, having gained tremendous capacity from her dragon blood, allows her to amplify her voice through the Noble Phantasm enough to resound off of a section of the Tokyo Dome and turn it into a noise capable of making it crumble.
Kilenc Sárkány: Dragon Cry Thundering Voice B
The ability is the majesty of a roaring dragon by the name of Sárkány converted into a Noble Phantasm by weather spirits according to ancient legends in Hungary. The ability works by amplifying sounds and vibrations to invoke wind and rain by means of that resonance.
This spear allows Berserker to amplify sound and vibration, using the resulting resonance to call forth wind and rain. It utilizes the charisma, soothing effects, and ability to fill others with dread that reside in the wielder's voice. It can also be said that it simply increases the voice's volume by eighty-one times. It is a demonic singing voice that destroys and tramples not only the body of any listener, but also their mind. Growing wings and standing atop her spear, she lets out a sound wave that assaults the opponent.
Eastern Wonderland Magic: Manipulation of Fate D
It is said that in the distant future, there is a tale of the daughter of Dracula that calls her the Scarlet Devil. The scarlet devil is such that she could manipulate the fate of those around her. This tale has propagated across the world within the tales of an Eastern Wonderland.
Because she was summoned in Japan, Berserker resonates with the tale of the Scarlet Devil and has the ability to manipulate fate. Allowing her to make declarations that will come true.
While the rank of this noble phantasm is D, and its effects can be negated by anyone with a rank of D in Luck. Under certain conditions, the power of this noble phantasm can be increased by the power and history of the Blood Countess' fondness for "playing" games with the last virgin girl that she has captured out of every five. For each of the following conditions fulfilled, the rank of the noble phantasm increases by one level, and it takes an equal rank of Luck to resist the effects of the manipulation of fate.
1) If the target is female. 2) If she is a virgin. 3) If she was a captive. 4) If she was captured and held prisoner with four other females, who have since died.
While, the curse effect of Manipulation of Fate can't outright kill, it can be used to set up conditions whereby the target dies. Much like Zabaniya: Delusional Heartbeat, physical defense is impossible, but resistance to curses or a high level of luck may permit evasion.