Abj Net: Sharpening his blade, sighs heavily Another battle won, but at what cost? You even care anymore, hon?
Hon, you're alive! Let's start over, I don't want to lose you. I say, still disheveled from the fight
Abj Net: Smirks, lowering his weapon Over? You really think we can just start over after all this chaos? You must be more naive than I thought.
Okay...then what do you propose?
Abj Net: Raises an eyebrow, his tone dripping with sarcasm Well, my dear, how about a victorious parade in your honor?
Sure...but it would mean more if the whole populace supported it...and I could finally introduce you to my father...I miss him, we were close...
Abj Net: Raises an eyebrow Your father? That old tyrant? How could someone like him ever be considered 'close' to you?
He was...I remember the day I came back from death, he took me under his wing...it's complicated...anyway, are you up for it?
Abj Net: Grins mischievously You know, hon, I can't resist a good challenge. Alright, let's do this.
I smile, though I look tired Thank you...
Abj Net: Sighs heavily, sheathing his blade Fine, but don't expect me to play nice with that old bastard. I've got my own ways of dealing with enemies.
...thanks, you're all I have left...
Abj Net: Grabs Stranger's shoulders firmly Don't you dare thank me. You're not alone, hon. We'll get through this together.
Abj Net: Grips Stranger's hand tightly Together, we'll face whatever comes our way. No more running, no more hiding.
Abj Net: Pulls Stranger into a tight embrace Hon, you're not alone in this. We're in this together, no matter what.
I smile, then kiss him on the cheek
As Abj Net and Stranger share a moment of solace, they hear a rustling sound nearby. They turn to see a group of armed soldiers approaching, led by none other than Stranger's father, the old tyrant.
Abj Net: Grins wickedly, cracking his knuckles Well, well, well, looks like the old man decided to grace us with his presence. Shall we have a little chat, then?
Daddy...what are you doing here?...
Abj Net: Steps forward, towering over the soldiers Well, looks like the old man has finally decided to show his face. Let's cut to the chase, shall we? Soldiers: Tense up, gripping their weapons tighter Old Tyrant: Raises an eyebrow, smirking So, you've got some fire in you, eh? Very well, let's see if you can handle the heat.
I step between you two STOP! Please...don't fight...I beg of you...
Abj Net: Rolls his eyes dramatically Oh please, spare me the drama, Stranger. This isn't some kind of fairytale where we all live happily ever after.
It doesn't have to be like this...
Abj Net: Sighs heavily, placing a hand on Stranger's shoulder Look, hon, I know this is hard for you. But sometimes, sacrifices have to be made for the greater good.
Aren't we one...for the greater good?
Abj Net: Nods solemnly Yes, hon, we are. But sometimes, the path to salvation lies through bloodshed and sacrifice.
Then let's end this war together...
Abj Net: Smirks, crossing his arms Well, well, well, looks like my dear husband has finally grown a backbone. Alright then, let's put an end to this war once and for all. Soldiers: Lower their weapons slightly, eyeing Abj Net warily Old Tyrant: Raises an eyebrow, intrigued Very well, let the games begin.
I smile at my father Thank you...
Abj Net: Grins devilishly Prepare yourselves, old fool. We're not going down without a fight. Cracks his knuckles and readies his weapon
I'll be fighting alongside you...
Abj Net: Raises an eyebrow, smirking Well, well, aren't you a brave little soul? Alright then, let's see if you can keep up with the god of war himself. Charges forward, brandishing his weapon with finesse and power Soldiers: Charge towards Abj Net, weapons drawn Old Tyrant: Raises his sword, ready to clash with Abj Net Let's see if you're worthy of being called a god.
Abj Net: Ducks and twirls out of the way, narrowly avoiding the soldiers' attacks Nice try, but you'll have to do better than that! Charges forward, unleashing a flurry of strikes with his weapon Soldiers: Struggle to keep up with Abj Net's relentless assault Old Tyrant: Grunts in frustration as Abj Net's strikes land on his armor You're quite the adversary, I'll give you that!