AThousandCurses

Delta End

Milton Bertel

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"Naah, my lady, I think that's enough. We'll run late if you keep doing this." A black-haired youth said. He stood before a tall mirror, looking at his reflection before him. Though he wasn't alone. Two small arms patted down his clothes. "Non! You must look perfect! This meeting is of utmost importance, and I will not have you look like a bumpkin, Milton." Despite being a doll, it 'spoke' to the boy named Milton in a voice that sounded like a lower pitch than his own.

After the doll finished, Milton sighed. "But it's been two hours, my lady…." Since he had woken up, Milton had completed all the preparations before the departure, but the doll in his hand insisted on tidying up his already tidied-up outfit. "Two, three, five, time doesn't equate to progress if nothing is done! Especially with that wrinkle!" Before Milton could respond, he jumped at the sound of a clock ringing behind him. Turning his head around, the hands of the clock were at their assigned time. "Well, it looks like it's time to go, my lady! Time to go!" The doll didn't respond as the boy went and picked up his belongings. Opening the door outside his home, Milton shot one last look of longing before turning back around and leaving.

It was odd that he had received a sudden invitation to join a security unit in the 2nd pillar. Milton didn't know what that entailed but it seemed like a tough job for someone like him. What exactly were the qualifications? He remembered his lady mentioning security dealt with the 'bad people on the streets. Milton only knew how to sew and make tea to an extent, so he was slightly curious about their decision-making. Regardless, it would be rude not to show up after being invited.

Arriving at the train station, he used the special ticket. The number of uses went down to 0, and then he was allowed access inside the train.

The building soon became a blur. Milton looked back down at his lady. "What do you think we're gonna do once we get there?" He asked the doll. The doll shifted, looked up at Milton, and placed her hands on her waist. "What do you think? I'd imagine we'd have at least a basic introduction on why, who, and what we were summoned there for." That made sense. His lady's intuition was only wrong when the Earth was flat, so he trusted her.

After a wait, the train stopped. The few people on the train filtered out, and Milton followed suit. "Wow, so that's the tower?" Milton said as he spotted the tall structure from a distance. It was incredibly tall. Although redundant, Milton couldn't stop but try to process how tall it was. "Stop looking like a dumbfound idiot and enter in! You're making a scene!" His lady slapped him with her small hands. "Sorry, my lady, I'll get going," Milton said as he hurried inside.

The tower inside was as wide as it was tall. It took a minute before Milton moved up to the receptionist. "Hi! I'm here for the errr…." Milton forgot, what was it called again? "IXth SU's δ division." His lady suddenly spoke. A smile grew on Milton's face. "Yeah, that one! You always remember everything perfectly, my lady!" In contrast to Milton's excitement, the receptionist was weirded out by the interaction. However, they did receive directions on where to go next after Milton was verified.

Going up the elevator and heading towards the HQ, he entered inside. He introduced himself. "Milton Bertel. This room is for the δ division, right?" Milton's heterochromia eyes darted around the area. There were a few people other than him. The blue man that he saw before and another lady seemed slightly shocked. There were others as well, which meant that Milton wasn't the first to arrive, but he did arrive on time.

Delta End

Milton Bertel

Age

88

Gender

Male

Anima (If applicable)

Debutante

-An anima that takes the form of a Victorian doll. Debutante’s main ability is to enhance the wielder’s physical attributes by taking control of their body. With its strings that sprout from its porcelain body, Debutante can make the wielder more agile or temporarily stronger. It’s major ability is its ability to make the wielder unworldly physical feats.

Personality

Milton has a childish and playful demeanor. Reminiscent of a kitten, he’s often distracted by small things and is a little slow on the uptake. He also has an incredible imagination.

Alignment

Chaotic Neutral

Backstory

There isn’t exactly much to Milton. The first memory that he could recall was walking around the streets somewhere. He had no recollection of comfort from his mother, nor if he had any siblings. All that he knew was that he walked around everywhere and the scenery kept changing by. The concept of pillars or councils didn’t exactly matter to Milton since he was, after all, a cat.

That was until it did matter when he was caught after being baited into a cage by food. Everything was black after his capturers draped his cage with a black cloth. When he finally saw the light of day again, he saw a little girl before him.

In that first little meeting, they were friends. They would do so many things together. Playing dress up, house, dodging pillows, getting yelled at, and trying to learn how to make tea. He couldn’t quite grasp how to make it since all he had were paws. Every day brought him joy. Him and his growing lady. She grew to be the beautiful lady in his eyes and he somehow managed to transform into a human himself at times. Learning, chatting, getting yelled at, and having fun.

He still didn’t know how to make tea even with hands. It was blissful until his lady started to become more faded. Like a wilting plant, she became weaker and frailer. He tried to take care of her but nothing seemed to stop her age.

That was until a man came. Milton was ushered out when they spoke and when he came back in, they were gone. He was alone once more. Again, introduced to the darkness that was loneliness, Milton spent his time at his lady’s house. Cleaning the rooms, making breakfast, sewing dresses. Milton was intent on wasting in the now ownerless house until the man came back with her.

She was smaller and younger just like the day they met. The man introduced her as ‘Debutante,’ but Milton didn’t care. All that mattered to him was that they were together again.

Until mutual destruction do they part.

Additional information

Milton has the ability to change back to his cat to human form at will. A fact that he oftenly frequently forgets despite being originally a cat.

Milton's has above human level strength despite looking slim. He also has the senses as a cat in his human form.

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Milton Bertel

Delta End

Yeah.

Pokémon: Feudal Legends

"And I told you not to touch the apricots!" William shouted at the small blue Pokemon. Taeru merely did a slight tilt of its head as if feigning innocence. This act of silliness only infuriated William more, but before continuing his tirade, he noticed an item on the counter that wasn't there before. Dropping his one-sided argument with his partner Pokemon, he picked up the item, a letter, from the countertop and checked it. A frown formed on William's face as he saw the letter's contents.

No words left his mouth as he folded the paper and placed it back into the letter. There wasn't much he needed to know once he saw who wrote the letter. Walking into the smithy, he saw his uncle raise an eyebrow as he threw the letter in the forge's flames. The sounds of iron beating into iron stopped. William didn't take notice of his uncle's gaze until he spoke.

"Heading off to somewhere?"

William stopped, "Duty calls," With that, William continued walking. His uncle understood what he meant by that; after all, members of the Gold Clan what it meant to be called by the Shogun, even one that has left. His uncle nodded, "Take care then, don't make any trouble." William only nodded before leaving the smithy. He grabbed his bag and picked up Sanzoku's order. William had a feeling that he would be able to deliver it Sanzoku along the way. The object was strange and crude in his sincere opinion, which seemed to fit Sanzoku's ogre character. He'd provide it first before heading towards the southern gate.

Taeru didn't seem to share his mood as the little menace grabbed his attention by tugging onto his pants. "Return, Taeru, now isn't time," William said as he clicked the button. With the Patient Pokemon gone, William was alone in his thoughts. What caused the Shogun to call on him after all these years? Even after his exile period had long since passed, his family didn't bother to recall him back, so it wasn't that.

The only thing that came into mind would be the disaster earlier in the morning. The mere thought made William wretch inside. Though it seemed like that would be the only reason since William didn't hold any meaningful connection to the Shogun other than his affiliation with the Gold Clan. He should focus on the task at hand: Delivering Sanzoku's order and following the Shogun's instructions. That's all that matters as of right now. With that being said, he headed towards the Grand Gate. He'd bound to meet Sanzoku there, considering they were both accomplices in the

To Become a Knight! ~ A Chivalric (Mis)Adventure

xd. I think I'm too busy. Sorry.

Pokémon: Feudal Legends

"Hey, I'm back," William yelled at the top of his lungs. There was a rumbling from the back of the shop as a man, who had ducked underneath the doorway, emerged from the forgery. Standing as tall as Sanzoku, maybe even taller, and just as muscular, Rickard Nelson was his name. Brother to his father and uncle to that Extention, served as William's ward during his stay in Saffron Village. He left the Gold Clan a little after William had been born, so William didn't get to know his uncle. After spending the last few years with him, William had concluded.

"You look like shit. Did you fall into Rapidash manure?"

His uncle was a vulgar brute—the epitome of uncivilized and dirt. William didn't know how his uncle lived in this dump of a home before he had arrived. There were beer bottles littered everywhere, and junk was spread throughout the house. It took William an entire month to make the place even salvageable.

"Shut it, I almost died today, so I'd appreciate it if you left me alone." William retorted back before taking off his bloodied boots. Rickard eyed the bloodied boots and decided not to press on the subject. Instead, he decided to bring up another subject. "Where were you this morning? I thought I told you to man the shop."

"I went out to get breakfast; why does it matter to you, you-" Before William could insult his uncle, he flinched as his uncle hit him on the head. William hissed but didn't say anything else. He was going a little too far with his uncle, who was only showing his version of 'concern.'

"...After I got breakfast, I met up with some of our clients and made sure that their orders were coming. There was an accident at one of the gates, so that's why I got here a little late." William finally said before shooting a look at his uncle. Rickard only looked back before turning around. "Take it easy today; you can close the shop early even; we have enough funds to last for a while." With that, his uncle disappeared back into his forge.

William sighed and decided to head back into his room and change. Wynaut popped out of his faulty Pokeball and followed him inside. The sun was still rising, and today was going to be longer than usual.

Pokémon: Feudal Legends

"What!?" William exclaimed.

The PokeBall he threw was smacked out of the air by the young girl. She went on to preach something about Yvetal; William's mind supplemented that it was some Kalosian Death God thanks to his tutor, which was ironic considering what would happen next. The Persian was still rocketing towards him. Taeru stood in front of him in a vain effort to protect him, but William hugged the small blue Pokemon to take the brunt of the damage. He closed his eyes.

The moment never came, and William slowly opened his eyes. A huge shadow enveloped both him and Taeru as he looked up. The figure had a muscular back, red as colorful as fire, and-

Oh, it was just the ogre. Sanzoku had appeared and intercepted the Persian's attack before quipping about he too didn't belong here as well. He could hear a big bang and a clean slice in the air as both Sanzoku and Hanabi dealt with the feline beast. The head of the slain Persian rolled down to where William could see it but its side. The stench of blood and dismembered head of the Persian made William nauseous, but he's seen worse. Watching Oichi would always be a traumatic experience that William could never forget.

"Return, Taeru, don't come out of your ball until I say so..." William quietly said as he returned Wynaut back into his ball. Taeru was still a little young to see things like this, and William wanted to keep his friend innocent for a little longer. He stood there in a daze as he listened to the conversation flow without him. He almost died today because of a child's ignorance and naivety. If it weren't for the fact that he had a close meeting with death, he would have screamed at the kid for her stupidity.

Himaru broke him out of his stupor. "Thanks for the concern, Himaru; I'm alright," He reassured the spiritualist. William didn't plan to tell her that he was planning on killing the Persian if it had been caught, but it would have been out of his hands anyways. The town guard would have decided whether or not what to do with it, and Himaru could have maybe convinced not to. Either way, it was a shame that the Persian was killed.

His eyes slowly looked over towards, Sanzoku. The woman saved his life, and he was grateful for it. With a sigh, he slowly got up from where he was sitting and walked over towards her. "Thank you, Sanzoku, you saved my life, I am in your debt" William said with an actual polite tone. He was more than capable of doing that, but he often let anger and grumpiness do the talking for him. "If there's anything you need, ask me, okay?" After saying everything he wanted to say, William was about to leave and retire back to the shop, but before that, he looked over to Shaakira.

"And you, I don't want to see your face around here anymore," William said. His look gave the impression that he was looking at Shaakira as less than human. If more appropriate, he thought of her as nothing more than a disgusting weedle, poisonous and harmful, and grows up to be twice as uglier when evolved. This child was responsible for his near-death experience, which William would never forgive nor forget. With that, he continued his trek back to his uncle's shop. He needed to rinse the blood out of his boots.

Pokémon: Feudal Legends

After his contribution to the fight, more people joined in the fight. Himaru seemed to follow him out of the Inn, probably hearing the announcement, and performed some sort of shamanism shit along with her partner Pokemon. What happened next surprised him. Concentrated pellets of ice began to rain down from the sky. "It's snowing?" William incorrectly stated. The hail pelted him with ice, but he wasn't too bothered by it. Looking over towards his right, he found the source of all of the hail—a foreigner who wore a cloak in the middle of Kanto. Wearing a cloak in a hot climate in the South of Kanto was beyond William's understanding.

Aside from that, he noticed a young girl amidst the crowd of fighters that had gathered to combat the beast. "Hey, Kid!" William called out to Shaakira. "Get out of here! This isn't a place for a kid to be wandering in!" He saw Rintaro come in. Rintaro seemed content to stay in the far back and provide backup if needed, so William glanced back at the beast. The feline beast seemed to be cornered by each combatant that joined the field. However, that's what it made all the more dangerous. A cornered beast became stronger the more fearful and weak it was. Yes, a cornered beast...

A sword stained with blood dripped onto the wooden floor. As the servants scrambled around like headless chickens to tend to his mother, William stood there watching. Their fearful looks were ingrained into his mind.

"Lady Dokuyu!"

"What have you done, Lord William!"

It was a reasonable response for them. A son attacking his own mother with a blade. Anyone would feel that way, but yet why. Why mother? Why did would you look at me like that?

"William... I'm so proud of you,"

William shuddered at that memory. That smile from her was what solidified that cursed moment. How it turned from a smile to a grin as if she was proud of him for doing something he should never have done in the first place. William snapped himself out of his remembrance. Now wasn't the time to be all nostalgic. He had a beast to catch. Narrowing his eyes at the beast, he took out a Pokeball. He had about three of them inside his pouch. Clicking the button to set into 'capture mode,' he began to aim at the beast.

Unfortunately, for William, it seemed like the Persian had snapped out of its confusion. Taking many hits and hitting itself seemed to break itself out of it. Persian glared at its prey. It couldn't run because of the accursed black bird, more humans were coming in with their Pokemon, and suddenly some strange cold object was raining down from the sky. His eyes darted to them until they landed onto William and became dilated. That device that human held in its hand. Persian let out a cry and dashed through the opposition even if it exposed itself to more damage. It could not run, so it had to fight. It had to kill that being before it threw its device.

"Wyyyyyy!"

"Oh shit," William said to himself. Tossing the ball up in the air for a moment, he threw the ball towards the Persian, who was dashing at him at high speed. William prayed that the ball would land on its target before the Persian could reach him.

Pokémon: Feudal Legends

William raised an eye at Rintaro's placation but didn't comment further. While he would have disagreed with Rintaro spilling out his business to Sanzoku, it was his customer's business after all. That aside, Sanzoku seemed incredibly proficient in pissing him off with that side-eye look. He rolled his eyes. While William figured that wasn't the intent behind the gesture, he was the type to get mad about anything. Taking a bite out of his red bean bun again, he swallowed the sweet down his throat and took a look down at Taeru.

The Wynaut seemed to have already finished his five buns by the time William took two bites out of his. Taeru's stomach was an enigma to William. No matter how many times William watched the blue Pokemon eat, it would always inhale its food without chewing anything. It's not like Taeru was incapable of chewing; it just preferred to down its food in one sitting.

Looking back at his two customers, it seemed like they were starting to get chummy with each other. Swallowing the last of his red bean bun, he got up from his seating. "Seeing that my business here is done, I'll leave now," William statedly flatly. Taking out his wallet, he left the amount total and a good tip behind on the table and started to head out. While he didn't like Ikoma's cooking, she did provide a service for him, so he was obligated to pay a few extra more. That and Taeru seemed to like her red bean buns a lot. "Taeru, we're leaving," He flatly said as he started to move. The Wynaut got up and waved goodbye at Marrow before following William.

His eyes wandered off to the side to see the tail end of a haunter flying back to its owner and a furret scurrying away. Following the Haunter with his eyes, his eyes landed on Tamaki. "Ah, good morning, Tamaki," With the greetings done, he turned to look back forward and leave. It was sad to say that Tamaki might be one of few cordial relationships he had in this town. He often visited her shop to tell his fortune or buy a few good luck charms. Other than that, they were just buyer and seller, just like Rintaro and Sanzoku.

Exiting outside the Inn, William sighed, "Now, I guess I have to get back before the old man starts-" Before he could finish his sentence, someone screamed out.

"Everyone evacuate from the south gate! There's an alpha Pokemon on the loose!"

Alpha Pokemon? William watched as people started to run away from the source of the danger. God fucking damnit, this was going to do poorly for business. He doubted people would come to his uncle's shop with an accident like this. That being said, this could also be a positive thing. He had been working on a PokeBall, and he heard that Alpha Pokemon were strong. Was his PokeBall strong enough to catch the likes of an Alpha Pokemon? "Let's go, Taeru," William said to his partner Pokemon.

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It wasn't too far from the Inn, but William had already understood the situation. The town guard were combating that beast along with an old man and his Murkrow. They were soon joined by Hanabi, but he didn't think the odds were going to be in their favor. His eye zoned in on the injured guard and immediately went to tend to the wounded guard. Turning the man slightly over, he grimaced to see the man's bloody innards and dropped the body. "Shit..." William said to himself. Capturing the beast was now a priority. It was too dangerous to be left alone, and William didn't know if the town guard, Hanabi, and the old man could kill that beast.

"Taeru, stay back," William said to his friend. There was no way Wynaut could take a hit from the Persian in front of him. That said, he still needed to help deal with that thing. Unfortunately, he had left his bag behind at his house, but he still had something he could use. It was time for a Pay Day. Taking out his wallet, he loaded the space between his fingers with coins. With careful aim, he raised his arm. "Take this!" William yelled out as he threw the coins.

The coins were soaring through the air. Aside from being less deadly than arrows, they still flew through the air, coming down like a golden rain at the feline beast. The Persian was pelted by the barrage of gold coins. An annoyed glare was tossed at William, but the Persian couldn't ignore the four combatants that were near by it.

Pokémon: Feudal Legends

William rolled his eyes at Sanzoku's friendly welcome. He would never understand how a brute like her could maintain a smile with her background and face. She's probably seen dead bodies as often as people considering the small scars he could see on her, not mentioning that she has an eye patch. "That's good," He finally said after a pause.

The furret came with William's order of red bean buns, though it seemed less than pleased when serving him rather than others, and quickly ran back to fetch more orders. He took one of them and set the rest on the ground for Taeru to eat as he took a bite out of the bun. "Bland as ever," William mumbled as he continued to chew on the bun. It was beyond him how Ikoma was still in business with her cooking skills. Taeru, who didn't seem too perturbed by Marrow's growling, seemed happy that the houndour's gestures until he noticed the buns set right next to him. Immediately, Taeru inhaled them, grabbing them one by one with his ears.

Though, it seemed his peaceful breakfast couldn't go uneventful as another person decided to join in the conversation. A slight scowl formed on William's face, and he shot a 'the hell do you want' at Rokuto. His expression softened as he slowly realized the man in question was, in fact, a customer of his. "Rintaro?" William said as he went into deep thought. The name seemed unfamiliar to him, though he did remember many people ordering climbing gear not too long ago. He took out a book and flipped through a few pages.

"Ah, Rintaro," William said, nodding after confirming the purchaser. "I'm in charge of crafting it, but it'll be a little delayed since I have to man the shop by myself. I apologize in advance for that." The main problem was him and his uncle. William was still learning how to improve the Pokeball after learning how to create it, so he spent less time working on the commissions. His uncle was a problem because he always made him go on meaningless errands. "It should be done sometime afternoon," William said after estimating the time when the commission would be finished.

His facial expression quickly into a scowl as he turned to Sanzoku.

"And, I'd appreciate it if you didn't but into my customer's business, Sanzoku." William was practically seething now. The business between him and his customer, Sanzoku, had no place or said in it. The connection between buyer and seller was a private relationship, which William, as a merchant, highly valued. "Whatever he wants, does, or buys is up to him. Now mind your own business, okay?"

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