Fate/Inheritance

It is a bit of understatement when Yamada cursed at that moment. From nearly the size of a certain monstrocity of a berserker of a white haired loli, it 'shrinked' down to the size of a regularly buffed male a.d.u.l.t.

Gone was black knight motif it wore and was replaced by a new clothing and appearance. 'It' did not wore any uppergarment anymore and now its b.a.r.e muscular upper body is visible. The pulsating wound now visible had also made a huge drastic change, instead of a pulsing cloud of ectoplasmic-like substance, it 'hardened' and had turned into something akin to a black crystalic core embeded to its now red skin. Countless black veins is literally crawling his upper torso coming from the black crystal core that even reached and framing his now snarling face.

'It' also had wore a black tiger skin as an open skirt complimenting the once pale skin that had turned into a red blood-like skin alongside a black pants with horizontal red lines in it. A big brown gourd had also somehow been strapped at his waist by a red rope belt. Barefooted and its sharp purple-black nails that had grown, it wore a devilish grin that you can obviously and truly be seen as an oni face.

Especially with his now singular horn growing in its forehead alongside the two fangs growing out from his lower teeths and a mane-like hair that had reached near its waist, truly the oni cosplay is perfectly done, Yamada sarcastically thought.

"Ahhh..." It g.r.o.a.n.e.d out now without another voice overlapping nor something like a broken amplifier, Yamada noticed how 'young' and 'calm' the voice coming out of its mouth.

'Tch...this is really a huge and shitty bad news... and what the hell is that ferocious aura!? This aura is already nearing that crazy woman of a teacher when she was laidback!!!' Yamada angrily cried out internally while trying to shield himself from the malevolent aura the monstrocity that is emitting to the point his knees are nearly buckling to the ground.

'It' or whatever controlling the body looked at its own self in attention akin to looking at their own child with facination. Noticing the sword resting in the ground, it 'willed' the sword to float infront of it and examined it.

"Now... for a finishing touch." It said and grabbed the handle of the giant sword and with a huge resounding pop, the gourd's cork suddenly flew out and it's contents, namely a purplish-black liquid-like substance leaked out unhestiatingly and when they started dripping on the ground, they quickly blackened and corrupted it that even the feeling of 'wrongness' that the observers see is merely an understatement and while at it, multiple screeching cries of countless voices emanating out from the gourd that will make those listeners block their ears from the sheer negativeness the voices is emmiting. The smell that the 'contents' or whatever it is, is like some numbskull had mixed thoroughly a high quality sake with crushed horse manure that will make you retch in disgust.

Glancing at the sword one last time, the twisted oni merely shrugged and 'sheathed' it inside the gourd slowly making its 'contents' burst out flarely while the screeching voices that may be considered as damned souls by now, that them entrapped in such a cursed item and not inside the half-oni's stomach is still an unanswered question but their voices, had their volume f.o.r.c.i.b.l.y turned to eleven that Yamada and his compatriots groan painfully while some weaker members had blood leaking out of their ears.

With the n.a.k.e.d blade slowly being from covered by the gourd's contents, the voices of the poor souls inside the gourd had their voice cry out more for what seems to be a plea of help mixed with countless curses to the living.

'[email protected]!, fu#!, FU#%!!! I had already dismissed my incarnations except the one outside William's room and my reserves can only force us to escape behind that wall! With how powerful that thing is, by fluke that it would even make me grab the others to escape that thing might just smash the wall and the innate barrier from the core of this town in one resounding smack!!!' Yamada angrily thought while trying to gather what remaining reserves his body can hold while a small seed of despair had silently planted itself in his heart.

*CLANG*

In nearly a minute, or whatever perspective of time the desparing adventurers had been feeling, a resounding sound of a sword 'unsheating' emanated out of the battlefield. All eyes, those few who had still not left the walls observing the battle and the once who are 'in' the battlefield both living and the damned undead had their eyes 'stolen' by the now transformed blade. If the one before that had been a double-edged huge blade had symbolized a corrupted guardian knight that had been cursed to walk the land as an evil being, the blade had formed in one perfect definition, to kill.

The blade, once looking like a standard broad sword had it's basic structure and design f.o.r.c.i.b.l.y altered into a butcher knife. Still a massive blade now nearly reaching the height of its wielder, the blade had no asthetic look aside from the pulsating red veins crawling around the n.a.k.e.d black blade and a semi-circle cut out near it's handle making it look suspiciously similar to a certain blade from one of the seven legendary swords in a famous ninja manga which Yamada will later jokingly call 'a poor excuse of a cursed oversized can opener'. Yet the aura the blade had been emitting is what makes the huge difference from its former form.

If the sword from before is akin to a stoic blade with a controlled sensibilty even amidst the evil and malevolence it contained the nearest sentence that can explain at the blade's aura is that of a 'knight who had commited vile atrocities but still upheld his code of chivalry to the utmost(till Yamada started his barrage of 'flowerly' words that is...)' and balanced in both form and finese, the new form is wild, una.d.u.l.tered... seeking for blood and will use the most gruesome methods it knows.

Casually swinging the blade to feel the balance of the sword, the 'oni' nodded in satisfaction and finally eyed it's preys when in a sheer 'coincidence', it's gaze 'glanced' at the walls. 'It's eyes widened a bit as if it just got a great idea. Noticing the glint of a devious plot briefly flashing from the eyes of the oni that made the adventurers hearts beat in trepidation, more so when Yamada quickly pieced together the small informations he felt and analyzed at that one single glance making him cry out in alarm.

"I would love to finish this battle and press on... to more 'worthy' endeavors but. I am a bit generous today, seeing such fine children that will soon embrace my love and care so as a token of my magnimosity, I shall give you all a more stimulus aside from your life being in danger shall we?" The oni ominously said bringing a cold shiver to the spines of the 'would be' children.

Grabbing the gourd in its waist, it took a swig of its contents till it's mouth became full like a squirrel. Lastly the monster aimed it's face at the direction of the wall and then...

*...!!!!!!*

A huge torrent of black liquid gushed out of its mouth instantly reaching the wall instantly when a thin pale gold barrier suddenly erected blocking the liquid from having any contact of the wall yet with the steam rising from the barrier and the slowly flickering barrier, it's just a matter of time for the barrier to vanish and flood the wall of whatever that disgusting liquid can do at contact.

"This is my 'magnamous' motivation for you children." It said with a 'saintly' smile outstretching his hands to his sides like welcoming them. " While making a special and important 'child' of mine retreat which would had led that barrier inactive..." The Dark Lord said while 'gazing' at Yamada with a knowing look.

"This situation is still interesting and will provide me with the necessary entertainment alongside giving you 'children' a 'chance' in proving to me how strong is your resolve in 'living' for another day." The Dark Lord said arrogantly while emphasizing certain words that Yamada nearly rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Defeat me swiftly, and my magic here will vanish, and if you did not have the ability to do it... all the living in that town will become my chil-*BANG!*"

Before he ever finished his sentence, a sudden black blur streaked past Yamada colliding with the pompose maniac making a huge explosion with the resulting clash.

'What the hell is it this time!' Yamada complained internally while shielding his eyes from the dust flying wildly around. 'Wait where is Theresa!?'

When the smoke subsided they saw the unknown assailant, Sake who had also gone in a 'drastic' transformation. Her blond hair had turned into a beautiful raven black, peaking out of her forehead are two long purple horns that beautifully curved upwards akin to a pair of bull's horns alongside a beautiful purple make-up high lighting the edges of her eyes.

Her body had also strangely become more m.a.t.u.r.ed. Before, her figure had that strange beauty that was half-way reaching a.d.u.l.thood, now her figure and the aura she released is that of a m.a.t.u.r.ed woman with a wild and passionate-like presence. Her clothes that had been trying it's best in dampening her maturity with some modesty, now instead it increased her s.e.xiness to another level.

Grabbing something hidden between her cleavage(which had become a more bountiful valley, in Yamads's opinion), she pulled out a small gourd and poured some magical energy in it expanding it to the size similar to the size of the one in the waist of the enemy and also in a quick motion strapped hers in a similar location.

"Ahhh... so you are awake now... mother." The enemy said with a teasing smile

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Author's Note:

Hey there guys it's your friendly author. I would be honest and blunt here, I was planning to make this a long chapter with like 3k words or something but there was a certain part of the chapter I had a hard time transitioning near the end and even right now I am still confused in how to do it. So I decided to cut it and this is the product which made me strangely satisfied...

Also I cannot squeeze my imagination when I am tired after doing some household chores at my grandparents place which did not work and had even backfired when it dug some slightly unpleasant memories....

Anyways!!! The next chapter will be posted tommorow, depends on the situation and events tommorow another chapter might be released also in this similar time.

So I guess... have a good day/night?