Chapter 125

A/N: I was going to scrap this, but it was too good to!

Humblon

Why did I run to my office Why did I come to my favorite world?

I thought I had more time with my mewmans. But as I sat in my office, they stood in front of me, irate and enraged.

"I still want some compensation." Snarled my own brother.

"I do too." Said Zuviel. "I understand both your feelings, however, he still cheated One. If we let him go free, it is a spit in our faces."

"It is I don't know what would appease you, but please my kings take from me what you wish." I said reluctantly.

I HATED THIS.

I hated that I had to say it I MUST. If I only get yelled at or a slap on the wrist It would make disorder.

The chaos from my action going unpunished would make the lower gods act up. So there must be compensation- Oh fucking no

Not Nayamya She heard their arguing, and my High Priestess came inside with a bow, and a light tap on the door. She was the first mewman I ever made. I didn't know what to do back then, so she has blue hair and yellow eyes like mine and she turns into a little 50 pound longhair tabby.

"I am the High Priestess of the Lord of Mercy, Unity, and Purity." She bowed. "I sense I am in the presence of ones higher than even my master, how exciting However I also sense hostility for Lord Torros, and the master."

"This one is very pleasing, unfortunate we meet at such an ill time." Said Zuviel.

"Do you know who we are?" Asked Arviel.

"As high priestess, only I would know." She bowed, and curtsied. "You are the master's brother, and the lord of Night and their wives." She mumbled. "All I honestly know is that you are all above him Has my master offended you sir?" She asked.

"Greatly." They both said.

"We came for compensation." Said The Horned One. Oh no

My heart sank. As a human I couldn't stop her I didn't realize she'd heard anything, nor come

Why did I make myself human? I KNEW that was a bad idea!

"Then.I offer myself." Said Nayamya. She shyly held the hem of her robes, but I knew.

They knew.

That's why they came. You cannot cheat them AND get away with it not forever.

"NO!" I Screamed. "You may have any world, anything in my larder but not my high priestess!"

Not her

They both looked at each other. I couldn't tell which one was the monster.

I hid on my favorite world. It only make sense they found my favorite mortal

"Husband no." Said Lia. "Don't kill your little brother's plaything."

"I thought we were coming to pardon them." Said Lulliba.

"We are." They both said at the same time.

"My butterfly there *must* be compensation. Losing something he loves unfortunately will be his punishment; I think it fair."

"I do too." Said my brother. How could he agree.?

"If even the Judge were here he would agree as well."

But of course he would He'd side with his father.

"To be civil, she won't feel it." Said Arviel.

"You're making a mistake." Hissed Lia.

"I agree. Just pardon them." Said Lulliba, a breath away from tears for me

With the wave of Arviel's hand, Nayamya began to age I'd made her the *only* one who was a true immortal because they are good. They don't do anything. They don't hurt anybody They laugh and smile and they don't think I'm weird.

I knew I was lying to Just myself, that even *they* know I'm weird, but at least they don't point it out. I don't think I ever felt *this* upset

Water fell from my eyes I didn't know the salt makes them sting.

For nothing That she dies for nothing.

Human emotion its weight is too great to bear. I would not wish them on my enemies

She got really old. and I cradled her. I did this.

"I'm glad I served you master Now I get to see Pergatori." She smiled.

She won't That place won't exist soon, and they'll divvy up the spoils.

Nayamya for a pardon

They could have this whole universe for her.

Even if she does become Mercy the realm will still need to be remade So she'll never see any of my work

"I I don't wish to be Mercy Anymore." I said taking my powers out the corpse of my little kitten, and I let it sit on the table.

Let someone else do it. That was a stupid plan anyway. They will pick the next Humblon Plus if we both die as mortals, we'll end up in line together. Maybe I can apologize then If she'll even look at me.

If any of them will. My death abandons themit unclaims them yet I couldn't bring myself to care as my bones became brittle, and my breath short.

Dying does hurt The Ailments Do.

"Humblon, that's ridiculous, get back to-"

"I am not 'Humblon' anymore. Go let someone else be your *brother*." I said turning 90. "All you both do is want and take fuck everyone else so long as you have your way To be so big, you both behave so small." I even dared to glare at them, but Zuviel could care less.

"He's serious you know." Said the Horned One unphased.

".You KNEW and you let me-" Arviel was cut off.

"Why would I stop my enemy from making a mistake?" He asked. "Hurry up and die already. A Lesser Contradiction as Mercy could be interesting. I nominate Herculian's boy."

"This is your mistake husband You're his brother yet the killing blow was from *your* hands." Said Lia as if I were already dead.

"Brother I I didn't know it meant that much to you. I'll make you another one." Said Arviel as if we were somehow born mortals, and he broke my Mechatram Playset.

"Just let me die Lord of Light. I guess if I'm human I'll need a name What about Leopold. I always liked his music."

I let myself spitefully die at 104. I held my Nayamya, who was dust. Huh I was in love with a mortal. The only one I couldn't save.

------The Horned One----

"Well shit." I said in disbelief that he'd *actually* give up godhood.

*Plus I only did this on impulse!*

All of Purgatory went The Fuck DOWN! I stopped it from just exploding and sending all the souls flying across the fucking cosmos!

His death pulse rang through every realm I forgot that he was *numbered*.

Together we had to stop time, and suspend every living mortal he's ever made in this temporary hold

Some died anyway, about 3% of all life died today. Even plants

Humblon killed more people than any one individual mortal I've ever set loose

He cannot be allowed to stay dead.

This was *my* fault for being so bloodthirsty so greedy for pain that I just couldn't help myself. Arviel is *so* easy to manipulate when he's pissed.

I made a Mistake.

I stopped the next wave that would have killed all his sentient life.

Humblon was considerate He gave his godhood a physical manifestation that I could contain He didn't want to nuke his people. Humblon probably even hoped we'd spare his worlds. I will

He made it a ball, so it was easy to trap, but that he was gone meant that this would keep happening until this was resolved

I hold the souls of all my bloodline, but many he made still passed out momentarily while at their jobs which caused more to die on accident

Everyone's afterlives had surges in souls for just 2 seconds.

That was all it took to disrupt the balance.

I should have run a simulation first. But the thought of how upset they would be was too tempting not to try.

"Shit." Said Arviel. He managed to bring back some of the dead livestock. "You can get up now. Ha Ha, mortal death, good times."

"He's really dead." I said unable to look at his corpse, and her dust.

I was so greedy for pain that I didn't think of this...

Fuck them both for cheating me. I wouldn't be this angered if they hadn't-

"He isn't Dead." Snapped Arviel, taking me from my regretful thought. "How many universes have-" I cut him off.

"Have you *dragged* him along?" I said with a raised brow.

"I can remake him." Said Arviel. "I can fix it if he fucking lets me. Why won't he?!"

What was my heart doing?

I did not understand this, but I did understand what I'd done I'd have punished anyone else for such *childish* behavior

Humblon stood in line to be judged. He held the hand of his beloved little priestess

That is the same love I have for my high Priest Gulteer, The Witch King, but more like the Little Shit I would not take his death well at all either. I remember forging him from my own blood and a little dirt

Only once has he ever angered me. Beyond that, he and his seeds sing my praise and feed me my fill..

I think this feeling is compassion. Maybe? I do not feel this moved often. I don't really feel anything most of the time. I have shit to do.

"Oh what have I done?" Arviel, the King of Half There Is, fell to his knees.

He did not outright kill his brother, but his hand delivered the killing blow for so manymany mortals

I felt pity for him, looking at my priest *Rip Some Mortal the Fuck Apart*. How proud he makes me

It is why Gulteer is, even now, my second favorite mortal... I could not offer anyone that precious up as Humblon did but he did that because he knew nothing else would satisfy *me*, not Arviel.

Arviel was just a big brother who smashed his brother's Laggo Blocks. He's a meathead when he's this mad

The glare of red eyes changed the room to its unearthly hue but it wasn't me or my sons.

Lulliba was red tinted tarnished silver, while her little eyes looked like mine.

I'd never seen such anger from one so small, but it wasn't amusing She was actually kind of fucking scary.

"How DARE YOU!" She screamed. "Both of you Are Selfish SHITS!"

"We were owed. Don't get too proud!" Yelled Arviel like a father.

*SLAP*

"THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE OWED!" Lulliba slapped him, borrowing the energy she'd absorbed from my throne on accident