Bro, I'm not an Undead!-Chapter 1440 : One Thing After The Other

They reached the Empyrean Bosom.

Skullius sighed and as though he had just been through a harrowing ordeal where he had to bench press planets, he started stretching his arms and bending his neck to get that satisfying crack.

"What an adventure. It was a much-needed break. Hmm. Feels like I fought that Doom Knight ages ago," he said before jerking, recalling something he had forgotten to check out. "Ah, I ended up not getting time to try out the new Andori. But oh well, there's a lot of stuff pending."

"Indeed, there is," said Serenity, and she filtered back into Skullius body.

The Hybrid Warmoth gave a sigh.

Next on his long agenda was to go to Opungale and… breed. He shuddered. He wondered if there was someway to bypass that process and still get into talks with Luserus about a possible alliance. As much as he said he knew a lot about sex, Skullius actually wasn't sure he could pull it off. The process was easy enough, but the problem was he didn't really feel aroused. Perhaps, using Maximum Catalyst… he could bring himself up to task, hardening himself, and getting the deed over with.

Simple, right? It was like stabbing continuously, only, you had to use your groin.

Well, there were some legends who used their fingers, but that wasn't the point!

Skullius confided in Sila about his anxieties.

The Tower General was a friend unlike any other. He was the only person Skullius had truly hated with a passion before starting to like. Even Uyuniya hadn't met such a standard yet.

The Tower General barked in laughter, but there was no mockery.

"Well, I didn't think you'd be telling me such secrets, tomato flinger. But now that I think about it, you can't count on these lousy folks," he said, gesturing towards the Apostles. Araeyn eyed him dangerously. Weaver simply chuckled sagely.

"Well, you had a human life. I can't count on Elita and Uyuniya with this. They'll have a good laugh. And I'm sure they implied that they wanted to watch the whole process. If it ever comes to that—"

"I'll mobilise all your Unlimited and Stark Troops and guard your chamber from perverts. If we all die, we will die with honour, tomato flinger," Sila said solemnly.

Skullius chuckled.

"Silrat will not be pleased with the fact that you had the talk with me before him. He was always trying to get me comfortable with ladies back in Genhuis City – after I broke Somanda's curse, that is."

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And indeed. Those days following Skullius removing the UNCoddled curse had been the days when he and Silrat's relationship blossomed to its final form. That was why Skullius had been willing to do anything to keep the man alive, even if it meant erasing his existence for a couple of days.

After chatting some more, Skullius beckoned Susu'k. Though the Strawler couldn't physically leave the Empyrean Hatcher, he could see and hear all.

"How is that girl? Revia," he asked.

"She is… not doing so well. She's a little broken. I put her in bit of a slumber hoping she would calm down. I will see to the results once she awakens. If you don't have need of her, of course," came Susu'k's voice.

"No, that's fine. I figured Elita would like to hear how she's doing," Skullius said. "What about Theurien, Stylla and Alaris?"

"Oh, those three are fine. They were quite happy to see each other, especially that father and daughter pair. I can't say my old master cared for such moments between mortals as he never really had visitors, but I admit, it was kind of you to bring it about, master."

Skullius nodded silently.

At the mention of Susu'k's old master, he looked up at the odd sky in the Bosom.

'Will the Colossus Warmoth really return some day?' he wondered, but only for a moment.

"Good," he said to the Strawler and began opening a rift livid with merigold Ju`wtte to Aigas. "Keep watching. You're slowly earning my graces."

Soon, the Hybrid Warmoth, Sila and the Apostles were in Aigas again. Unfortunately for the Hybrid Warmoth, he couldn't appear too far from where he had previously opened a rift to the dimensions of the Colossus Warmoth. He couldn't have warped directly to Opungale this way.

Thus, he simply flashed with everyone to the land of the Sif using a different spatial method.

They appeared in a familiar place: Gauurdfell, the Royal Mansion. Everything had been repaired and rebuilt since that dreadful war which lasted a few hours into the night.

The great fountain before the majestic building and the encirclement of bowing sycamore trees…

It gave Skullius a nostalgic feeling even though he had been here not so long ago as the overconfident, intelligent and daring Festos. It was here that he met Erlton the Reader for the first time before marching into the Royal Mansion and declaring that he alone would defeat the Maqian army that had been headed for Opungale.

It was also here that Festos had proven to everyone that he was indeed a Luminant, and where he boldly grabbed the precious daughter of the High Family, Darwel, and declared that he was taken by her, and would very much love to marry into the family.

It had been a lie. He had only wanted to breed her for his own purposes, to pay his debts.

Well, as Skullius, he was here to do the same thing, but there was one difference.

He was Skullius Festos Dawn, not perfect, but authentic.

"Hmmm?"

Two figures were standing by the closed doors to the Royal Mansion.

"Kenno? Kintar?"

The two had just noticed Skullius arrive.

The look on Kintar's face said it all. Something was wrong. She usually didn't look so… serious.

Kenno jerked at Skullius' voice.

"Oh, boss! Good, you're here!" he said and rushed to the Hybrid Warmoth. "Things are about to get really, really bad, boss!"

Kintar lifted Kenno off the ground with a finger and drew him back to the doors.

"Show some spine," she said to him. He donned a disgusted face while Kintar turned to Skullius. "But he's right. We figured out what Boron is doing with those crystals. You're not going to like it. Whatever promise you made to Suzamete to save Aigas… may be impossible now."

Skullius frowned.

"What do you mean? Where's Red Rage?" he said. "He really pulled it off?"

"He's inside with Elita and Uyuniya. He can probably explain it better than I can," Kintar said and through means related to Mana, she forced the doors to the Royal Mansion open. Everyone poured into the luxurious space.

At once, the figures seated in special seats deep into this floor turned to them. There was Elita, Uyuniya and Red Rage, of course. And then there was Queen Embrell and her husband. They looked like siblings, young, with gaunt but extraordinarily beautiful faces and long, pointed ears that almost seemed to grow translucent the further they were from their heads.

The tenseness that suddenly showed on their faces told of their impression of Skullius, but it seemed they had been forewarned.

In that brief window before introductions and explanations began, Kintar hurried explained to Skullius the short of the disaster.

"We were thinking along the right lane, but we were ultimately wrong. Boron is actually using the crystals to dr—" The dwarfish Unlimited Star would have continued, but as she had been looking up at Skullius' face the whole time while explaining, she caught sight of the anomalous expression he suddenly donned before anyone else.

Her eyes widened, and then they sharpened.

Without warning, the True Myth Mage warped everyone she could sense far away, from humans, to aliens to Sif to Apostles.

And just in time too… because the entirety of Gauurdfell was devoured by vicious waves of red fire that exploded and roiled and crushed.

But… it wasn't fire at all, it seemed.

It was…