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The alien sky shifted and cracked, as the evil presence had been made known. It was something that should not be, an impossible existence in an equally impossible place, and at the worst possible moment.
The gods must have hated her. Well, most of them, Diana surmised, as she struggled at the conceptual chains that tied her to the walls of a castle built with imagination and mortar, inside a dimension that was supposed to be where Melanie's sould should have been. The creation of such space was one boon she had been granted, alongside the curse of being possessed easily.
The spirit in control of this place was indeed relentless, but his drive evoked mixed feelings in the witch. A giant television, suspended levitating in the sky was showing Diana what the body of Melanie was currently seeing. A situation quickly devolving.
"It never changes, does it? Even if people die. Teenages. Emotions. Selfishness versus clinginess. It's ugly yet fascinating to watch. Like squishing a zit." The ethereal form of Diana's captor made himself clear, as its transparent being circled around. "But we're ... straying off track."
"Rend the fatebreakers." An echo of hatred was heard, the words of the angry god that had managed to control Lightbringer. Diana let a despondent sigh upon hearing.
"And look what good did that to you." The witch said.
"It's a sad story, isn't it? We all are tools of the gods in the end." Celestine added, hovering face to face with Diana. "Still, it's gonna be one hell of a bang. I shall use this... kind of wrong being to capture and deploy powers of sinners like you, against Andras, Vernon, Ciel...Luigi. It's gonna be one hell of a blast."
Diana gritted her teeth, and tried to focus her magic, to no avail. "Guess this space is under your entire control."
"That it is." Celestine said.
Diana's eyes narrowed."You are not under the control of the god any longer."
"Correct." Celestine said, smirking. "It took you long enough, but then again, messing with you is always a pleasure."
"When?" Diana. "When did you find out?"
"A while ago. But to be fair... the alternatives are not that palatable. I either fade out. Do a last fight out of spite or..."
"Cheat death." Diana said.
"Well, this space doesn't abide by normal rules. Neither do you." Celestine said. "It's a pity Dmitry isn't here. He would have made a better story. Triumphal return of the hero. All of that, you know?"
"You would... ask for your brother to be resurrected?" Diana gasped slightly. "I thought you were beyond attachment." The witch said, as the shackles were undone.
"Well, duh. I did love my father. And there's your issue. It's not... impossible for me." Celestine said, as his ethereal figure carried the witch to the ground on his arms. "Still, knowing what I know... He'd be a lousy choice. He can't do trickery that well."
Diana's eyebrows were raised. "...Somehow I think it used to be your case."
"Don't ruin the moment, Bellissima." Celestine said. "Plus... don't you want to actually pull a prank on those death gods? Bet that one that clings to you... will be appalled."
Diana. "You're the worst. Fine. I shall do the deed. But you're not getting the money and inheritance back." The witch finished.
"Heh, money-grubber." Celestine smirked.
Meredith was fuming, as she moved towards the obstacle that had to be removed. Some fool was in her way and...
That was Wolf. He was in the middle, taking the brunt of her attack for that scum. She immediatedly dialed back, as she jumped back.
"Do you want to die, Wolf?" Mer said, stammering. But the suicidal knight had achieved what others could not. Reign Mer's sanity back.
"He did this to my date! That little manling!" She huffed and puffed, but her aura was flaring down.
It was then when a new presence was known, as he swaggered with style and pride.
He winked at Luigi, as he went past him. "That is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange aeons even death may die." The figure said. "Luigi... you look like shit. Your date is shit too."
"Wha..."
"Blame the bellissima. And the cat hoarder. It was their fault I recovered from a bad case of the deads. Now, now... the party is ending, there's no need for violence. It should be a dull, stupid affair at this moment." Celestine said, eyeing Marty.
"So you're leftover powers guy. Nice to meet you. But as senior in charge of healthcare of these lot, I must advise against deploying powers to flail people out of their flesh. It's awful. I mean, look at tin guy. He's dripping all over. I think i saw people fainting."
From the distance, the vacant stare of Melanie, who was holding a very drained Diana on her arms, was watching the scene. "This might be a terrible idea... but who am I kidding... he rubbed this kind of stuff onto me."
