Hey guys!
Sorry for being gone for like 12 days, I don't really got an excuse other than I've just been fascinated on The Seven Deadly Sins. Aside from Dragon Ball, this was genuinely my favorite anime when I was younger, and I still do like its first few season…But looking back on it, this shit was a two-pack of ASS with everyone being pedophiles. IT sucks too because I really liked it, it had the potential to be a top 10 anime in my opinion, but the author of it just had to be a pedo. What is up with Japan and liking kids!?
Enough of my yap, enjoy the show!
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Recap:
James and Niffty shared a night of passion together…
B2A is on the verge or requiem, yet something is holding it back…
After a song together, James and Niffty fused together…
What happens next? See it right now.
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Angel Dust was confused.
The past few weeks that he's been chilling in this hotel weren't bad to be honest. He had free food, no rent, no boss telling him to fuck 5 guys in an hour, it's practically a dream come true! However, there's just something in his gut that he knows is off, or more like someone that he knows is off.
The Knight is weird, okay? He had always prided himself on being able to read people like a book or at the very least see what their intents were with him, a small skill you pick up while you're in a mafia family. So when he says that he can't get a good read on the knight, he means it with his entire chest.
He's a pretty nice guy, but that wasn't what confused Angel, no, it was actually just how volatile he was for no reason. Just a few days ago, he had covered his left arm in gasoline and just lit it on fire for a few hours for no reason other than "He felt a little chilly". If he wanted to eat, he ate, if he wanted something out of his sight, he'd either walk away or pick it up and throw it out of the window.
He was willing to go so far for absolutely nothing. He means, he likes the guy, but the both of them are in hell, it's only a matter of time before he–
"WHAT-IS-WRONG?"
HOLY SHIT!!
Angel Dust jumped up from his spot on the bed where he was laying, falling back down only to catch his breath at the site of Monodam. "Christ, you scared me. What the hell are you even doing here, James is out right now." He asked while Monodam jumped on the bed.
"FATHER-IS-OUT-AND-LET-ME-WANDER-SO-I-CAME-HERE. PLEASE-ANSWER-MY-QUESTION-ANGEL." He said robotically as the aforementioned Angel Dust looked down and played with his hands. He was wearing his pink and white-striped suit, what he usually wore before work where he wore nothing.
"Nothing you should worry your little robot head about, schnookums~" He purred out with a saucy smirk, hugging Monodam into his chest fluff that everyone thought were tits. Monodam wasn't having it though, wiggling out and staring up at him.
"PLEASE-BE-TRUTHFUL. EVERYONE-IN-THIS-HOTEL-CANNOT-GET-ALONG-IF-EVERYONE-LIES." He said, tilting his head up at Angel. "DO-YOU-WANT-TO-GET-ALONG-WITH-EVERYONE?"
It was a bad idea. He already had suspicions about the Knight's true intentions, but… He hadn't felt comfortable like this in ages. For the 45 years that he's been in hell and at Valentino's beck and call , he hadn't felt as safe as he does now that he's in this hotel, even with that crazy bitch Charlie.
Oh yeah, he forgot to talk about her. In all honesty, if she hadn't shown it off by casually snapping her fingers and summoning a feast worthy of 8 families, he wouldn't have believed she was the princess of hell. She's like a golden retriever, a big dumb golden retriever that could probably erase you from existence if she felt like it. He wasn't insecure of her power or anything, but he also didn't trust her along with that short-stack cyclops and weird "demon" chick.
"Yeah, I guess I wanna get along with everyone." He started, lying down on the bed with his upper set of hands being folded on his neck while the bottom set were resting on his stomach. "I just…I don't trust anybody in this damn place. The Knight and Charlie are all right I guess, but nothing's stopping them from just doing whatever the hell they want to me." Without even knowing it, he clenched his fist in anger.
Monodam thought for a while, sitting in silence. "I-AM-SORRY-ANGEL-DUST." He said. Angel sat up, usually when people said that they were sorry before something happened to apologize over, they were gonna kill you. "I-TRULY-BELIEVE-THAT-NEITHER-MY-MASTER-NOR-CHARLIE-WOULD-DO-SOMETHING-LIKE-THAT…HOWEVER-I-AM-BIASED."
"MY-MASTER-CREATED-ME-SO-I-KNOW-I-AM-BIASED-AT-MY-CORE-HOWEVER-I-TRULY-WANT-EVERYBODY-TO-GET-ALONG." He said, hopping off the bed and walking towards the door. "I-WILL-NOT-TELL-MASTER-ABOUT-OUR-COVERSATION-BUT-I-WILL-ENCOURAGE-HIM-TO-NOT-ABUSE-HIS-POWER." He finished, walking out the door, leaving Angel Dust alone with his thoughts.
GGGRRROOOWWWLLLL
…Well, alone until his stomach growled like a bear. He sighed, getting up and walking out of his own door, going downstairs by the lobby. However, while he was walking, a thought popped up into his mind.
'Where the hell is the Knight now?'
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Who…What…Where am I?
James Richardson, a young man who was orphaned while he was still a child and got scarred from seeing his best friend do right in front of him and then getting cancer and dying at age 20.
Nanako Nishima, otherwise known as Niffty, is Japanese woman who was raised in the United States in the 40s and 50s. She killed her previous husband, George before falling into an obsessive love with James that he seemed to somehow share completely.
Damn…These guys' lives suck!
I looked down on my body, seeing that my left side was completely dark while my right was completely pale. I seemed to take on James' face while having Niftty's red hair along with three eyes. One of them was bigger than the others' probably being Niffty's while James' pair of eyes were under it.
Another thing I noticed was that I was but-ass naked, but I didn't have any genitals. No dick, no pussy, I'm asexual Drake over here. I suppose that being naked isn't a good look as everyone just looked at me confused or disgusted. I get it, I mean for all of the 2 minutes that I've been alive, I would be pretty damn confused on two people fusing in front of me, but I just don't understand why some are disgusted.
Oh well, food for thought I guess.
I hop down from the stage, walking over to my other half's previous table and taking it on the go, walking out the building. While I ate and finished my food, I called upon bugs using Niffty's memories of it, but my version seemed to be just a tad bit stronger. I guess because James and Niffty fused, their souls were amplified along with their Overlord abilities since I can now summon boosted bugs for some reason.
The bugs crawled all over me. The only reason why I'm not shivering is because of the Niffty side of my memories, though the James in me still wanted to spray Raid all over himself. Soon enough, however, the bugs stopped and actually became armor, just like the Roaring Knight's armor. At least I'm not naked anymore, right?
The bugs shifted enough for me to have pockets to put my hands in as I walked down the street. Being a fusion is weird, dude, I can feel both James and Niffty inside of my head on like a subconscious level and they either agree or disagree on every action I take in less than milliseconds.
I wonder what I should call myself though, I mean, although I am both James and Niffty, I'm not completely one or the other. Jiffty? No, that sounds too much like Jeffy. Names? No, that sounds just stupid…What about just NJ? Mary Jane pulled it off just fine and she was dating Spider-man for crying out loud. I don't know what that had to do with the thought process, but I was just gonna take it.
Now, what to do, what to do? I mean, there's not much a fusion could do and it's not like something super fun is just gonna appear in front of me–
…Is that a fucking party?
Right on my left was an all-white building that kinda looked like a Courthouse with a bunch of people inside. With my upgraded 3 eyes I could see inside as easy as pie and I saw a bunch of bird-people just kicking it with food and drinks. They looked really rich though, the food being an obvious step up from the fast-food down here along with rows and rows of wine and champagne.
I guess I got some entertainment now, I mean, I could still eat. Something strange though is that I really don't wanna drink any alcohol, in fact, I feel kinda disgusted just thinking about it. I suppose this is NIffty's trauma that makes me not wanna drink along with James just not liking anything that could alter his mind at all. I guess–
[1x Gold Skill ticket: own 10,000 souls]
Oh yeah, the gacha. To be honest, I hadn't really thought about it, but I guess that I got it even while fused. Niffty doesn't really care about it, so I guess I'll roll it.
[Jack of All Trades]
|Rare Skill|
You have novice-level expertise in all basic trades (Novice Blacksmithing, Medicine, Mechanics, Cooking, Interfacing) with competence of an apprentice and are fairly talented in those fields. Does not extend to combat skills.
…Huh. The knowledge was incorporated smoothly into my head, unlike the other times where it was rammed inside of my brain, but right now I have another question. As a fusion, what will happen to the knowledge I have when I'm unfused? Will both Niffty and James get it or will I be the only one who retains it?
While I'm on the subject, I guess I'll slot in Fissure, Armament haki and crystal caesar just for some basic defense and offense, though I feel like I won't be needing it anytime soon.
My stomach is getting the growlies and I'm feeling like I need to walk into a party and eat all of their shit without asking for any kind of permission.
When I entered the party, nobody actually confronted me at first which gave me a shock. I mean, everyone was probably already plastered by the amount of empty bottles on the floor, but I thought that someone would notice at the very least.
"Excuse me sir, who are you?"
Ah, I spoke too soon. I knew that I was short, Niffty's height didn't stack with mine so instead I was left at a strong 5'9, exactly the USA average. However even with my mediocre height I still had to look down to see who was talking to me.
From Niffty's memories, I knew that it was an imp who was wearing a fancy suit and holding a tray. He looked like a butler, why was he at the front asking people if they belonged here like he was the bouncer?
"I'm NJ." I said, holding in a bit of surprise at my voice. It sounded like both James and Niffty were speaking at the same time, just overlapping like Gogeta. "I'm gonna go hit the snack bar." I walked off while he stood there, not looking back. I'll probably have security on me in a couple of minutes, but I need to savor this right now.
It wasn't so much of a snack bar as it was a banquet. Large cuts of meat with wine, purple berries and fruits along with vegetables were spread out on the table on gold plates, free for anyone to grab. So I grabbed… a lot of them.
I think I was about 8 plates deep before someone grabbed me by the back of my neck. "Alright bub, I think it's time for you to leave." I turned around and instead of the imp from before, behind me was a large dog-person with grey fur and red eyes. I guess this is a hellhound.
Truly, I didn't wanna hurt him. The guy was just doing his job and I came into his workplace and started eating all the food for no reason. "Fine, fine, I'll go…" I said, raising my hands up before I snapped my fingers. In an instant, flies started to swarm in through the windows, breaking them while the flies lifted up the table. "But I'm taking this with me, my family gotta eat as well, you know?"
"And just who the hell are you!?" A voice yelled at me. I looked to my right and saw a green bird looking at me like I was– "A piece of trash like you shouldn't even be in this place unless you're serving us! My father will be very displeased to hear about this." Wait a minute, hold the phone, is this guy a teenager?
Yeah, now that I'm taking a second look, all of these boys and girls were around like 16 or whatever's the equivalent to that. "Dude, I'm gonna be honest, I couldn't give less of a damn about you or yo pops. I'm taking your food and I'm dipping and there ain't shit you can do about it." I say, crossing my arms before I sensed someone approaching me from behind. "Also whoever's trying to sneak me, your hand WILL be broken instantly and you'll need a hospital."
They didn't stop.
CRACK
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Hey man, I told you."
"HOW THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT!?"
"I broke your hand."
"HOW!?"
"Instantly."
While that guy was still crying over his hand, I made my flies pick up the table and fly over to the door while having more flies come to the bottom of my shoes and pick me up. "Follow me and I'll kill you." I say dismissally before beginning to float back to the hotel. Truthfully, even if one of them followed me I wasn't gonna kill them, I mean, they're kids for God's sake.
But something that was weird when I was on my bugs happened. It was small at first but my arm began to glow, then my chest, then my torso and only a couple minutes later, everything about me was glowing brightly. I set the table down in front of the hotel and fell to the ground before–
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Before I looked at Niffty next to me. Looking down on my hands, I realized that I was unfused and the knowledge I had while fused was still there. Speaking of NJ, why did they just want to cause problems? The house they raided for this food was literally across the street from a pizza place!
Whatever, in the end, Niffty and I could only really think of one thing…
"You wanna have a group dinner?"
"You read my mind, Niffty!"
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THE END
Sorry for the filler, especially after I've been gone for so long. I'll try adding recaps for when I take breaks like that again, otherwise, I hope you enjoyed and I promise that the story will progress next chapter.
Love it, hate it, comment and tell me what you think. I'm always trying to improve.
Also before I go, should I get a beta reader? I usually just write these chapters and immediately post them, but what do y'all think?
Ok bbbbyyyyyeeeeee!!!