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The Saiyuki Chronicles - Tsuki Chapter COMPLETE	By : Sungirl763 Category: Gensomaden Saiyuki > Het - Male/Female Views: 785 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Gensomaden Saiyuki nor the characters from it. I also do not make any kind of money from writing this story. See A/N in each ch. for additional disclaimers.

Chapter List
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[A/N: scene citation: season 2, episode 19 - some dialogue taken.]
Word count: 5,024
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“Oh no,” he thought, “I was bound and tortured for being a heretic. A little splotch in their white-washed paradise. And then, the one I loved was taken from me. So I rebelled against the Heavens with the same scorn they showed me. But what have I gained? Why do I wage this war? To create a new Heaven and Earth? Or is it something else?”
Homura stood up from his chair in the main chamber, heading towards the doors. “You’re finally ready, aren’t you,” Xenon asked, leaning against a pillar in the same room. Homura stopped in his tracks, determination burning in his eyes as he answered Xenon.
Shien appeared from behind another pillar. “So the time has come,” he commented. The three stood in silence, Xenon and Shien staring at Homura’s back. The one to lead them stood firm in his resolve to finally go after the Sanzo party.
“No explanations. No motivational speeches. Just say the word, man,” Xenon called out.
“If you’re ready, there’s only one thing we need to hear from you,” Shien echoed his own loyalty. The two were ready to carry out any orders by Homura, ready to die for the man that gave them both a reason to live once more.
“Xenon...” Homura began, his hands on both doors.
“Yo.”
“Shien...”
“Yes.”
The two devoted men stared at Homura, waiting for their orders.
“Let’s go,” Homura stated, “It’s time.” Pushing the doors open, Homura turned into a silhouette against the golden morning light. The three left Konran Tower, journeying straight to the city occupied by the Sanzo party.
•
The warm afternoon light stretched over Tsuki’s body as she stirred awake. Her body was stiff and sore as she struggled to sit up, her mind still in a fog as she repeatedly blinked.
“You’re awake,” a calm voice called out. Tsuki turned her head towards to the voice, it was Homura.
“What happened,” Tsuki asked, her voice was raspy and cracked in its parched state. Homura handed Tsuki a small glass of water. She gratefully grasped the cup in her hand as she drank the cool liquid, feeling relief.
“Drink slowly,” Homura suggested, “You’ve been unconscious for over a week.” Tsuki turned to him, her eyes wide as she took small, timid sips of the water.
“What?”
“I will explain everything in due time, but for now, complete your recovery.” Homura leaned in, placing a hand on her shoulder as she continued to take small drinks of the water, emptying her cup. Her mind began to process her surroundings, Tsuki looked around the room before a light blush appeared on her cheeks.
“Why am I in his room,” she thought to herself. Tsuki’s recollection of that day’s events were blurred. “Ha-” Tsuki coughed, interrupting herself as her rough throat stung as she tried to speak. Homura delicately poured more water into Tsuki’s cup as she took a few small sips before turning to Homura. “Have you been here the whole time?”
Homura smiled warmly, reaching for a damp towel and lightly dabbing the sweat on her forehead. “I was partly responsible for pushing you down such a dark path, it is my responsibility to ensure you regain your health.”
Tsuki blushed, turning her focus back to her water, her eyes darting trying to remember the events of that day. Homura let out a soft sigh, leaning back in his chair. “Don’t force yourself,” Homura continued, “let the memories come back on their own.”
“I remember,” Tsuki began, “coming to the realization that I was manipulated by Li Touten. Another peon in Heaven that used me to gain favor with the Jade Emperor.” She balled her fist into the comforter.
Homura grabbed the water from her, setting it aside before placing his hand over hers. “We will get our revenge on him in due time,” he calmly replied, “Li Touten will pay for his wrongdoings as well as the others. We are close to the date when we will open the gate to the New World to create a new Heaven and Earth.”
Everything was starting to make sense, her life in Heaven was all a lie. As much as Tsuki wanted to go after Li Touten, she knew she would not be able to carry out the assault on her own. Being that he was arrested, there was no telling if she would be able to find him in prison or if her actions would anger the former War Prince and cause him to reawaken. She honestly didn’t know much about Nataku and needed to remain calm.
“Homura,” she began.
“Yes, my dear,” Homura answered.
“How close, exactly, are we to the beginning of the New World?”
Homura leaned back and sighed heavily, seeing the seriousness and determination on Tsuki’s face, a desire for vengeance clear in her eyes. “In the coming weeks,” he finally stated. Tsuki glared at him, knowing she was asking she wanted a specific date or timeline.
“These past few days,” Homura finally began, “we met with the Sanzo party.” Tsuki looked at him with an air of curiosity. “We obtained the Maten scripture earlier this afternoon.
“You what,” Tsuki asked.
Homura smiled at her. “Do not trouble yourself, your body was weary from the energy exuded by your demonic energies that have been restricted from you for ages. It’s not uncommon to be overwhelmed by such power. It was likely thanks to the blood of your mother and power limiters that you were able to survive the onslaught of power and rage from the demonic energy for as long as you have.”
Tsuki felt a little guilty not being able to aid Homura in the assault against Sanzo and his band of misfits. What was her purpose fighting alongside him if she was not able to accompany him? She suddenly took notice of her power limiters, looking over the new design, rotating her arms as she saw that the gauntlets extended over the backs of her hands.
“What is this,” Tsuki asked.
“That, my dear,” Homura started, “is the work of the Merciful Goddess herself.” Tsuki turned to him, stunned by the remark, her heart sinking deep in her chest as her body began to lightly shake. For the Merciful Goddess to get involved, Tsuki could only think the absolute worst. Homura sat on the edge of the bed, holding both of her hands within his. “You did not do anything wrong,” he whispered. Tsuki looked up at him, trying her hardest not to break down.
Homura moved closer to Tsuki, and held her. “Calm your mind,” he whispered, “you did nothing wrong.” Homura emphasized each word as he gently caressed her hair. Tsuki’s mind became confused again, her heart raced. Such kindness was also painful to her, confusing her as it was clear that Rinrei was still the only one in his heart. Tsuki softly spoke his name, Homura leaned back and looked down at the ivory haired half-breed.
“Why do you confuse my heart?” Homura didn’t answer, she scoffed under her breath. “Please,” she begged, “let me be alone for a while. Please don’t act like this if you are not going to return my feelings.”
Homura sighed and embraced her once again. “I am merely comforting you, Tsuki. I could see you were crying out for comfort with all that has happened recently.” He leaned back, wiping a tear pooling at the corner of her eye. “Perhaps,” he continued, “when this is all over-”
“No,” Tsuki whispered, “don’t give me hope.”
“When this is all over,” Homura continued, gently lifting her chin to have her eyes meet his, “maybe I can finally be the man that you need me to be.” Tsuki thoroughly examined his features to look for any signs of him lying, her chest fluttering at his words.
“What? Really,” Tsuki thought, her chest fluttering at his words. “then...maybe he’ll finally be able to accept me for me. Maybe he’ll finally be able to let go of Rinrei.” Tsuki smiled weakly, nodding her head. Steadying her breath, she moved the blanket as Homura stood up.
Tsuki took her time to get on her feet. “I’m fine,” she said as Homura reached out to help balance her. “I just need to get some air.” Pushing herself off the bed, Tsuki made her way towards the hall.
Xenon was walking down the hall, surprised to see Tsuki out of bed finally. He watched as she walked away from him, using the wall for support as Tsuki made her way towards the elevators within the tower. Homura followed her out of the room not too long after, turning to Xenon when he sensed another person in the hall.
“So her father killed your wife,” he asked. Xenon nodded, approaching Homura as they both continued to watch Tsuki take her time down the hall. “I’m surprised you didn’t take the opportunity to kill her.”
“From what you told me about her past, she didn’t even know Souei,” Xenon replied, “it would be a different story if she had colluded with him that night. Children shouldn’t be punished for the wrongdoings of their parents. Besides, I killed him. That’s where my vengeance for him ends.”
The two men stood in silence before Xenon followed Tsuki who he caught up with quickly and entered the elevator behind her. The atmosphere between them was thick. Tsuki clenched tightly onto the railing within the elevator, feeling a twinge of guilt.
“Xenon,” she began, breaking the silence. Xenon turned to her, but Tsuki wouldn’t even look up at him. “I’m...sorry for yelling at you.” She hesitantly brought her eyes up to him. “I never knew my father, so mother was all I had. I had no idea that he...your wife...” Xenon stiffened.
“Hey,” he began, lightly placing a hand on her shoulder, “you are in no way responsible for what Souei did. You got that?” Tsuki gave a short nod.
“But...” she shakily responded, “because he abandoned mother...she must have really loved him if he was worth all those tears. All those sleepless nights that resulted in her failing health.”
“What,” Xenon thought to himself, “I mean, I figured he probably left or something, but I was sure the two were devoted to each other.”
“I thought I was helping mother’s recovery by being loyal to Li Touten when he took us both in. We didn’t have anyone else! But even then, he....with my own hands...” Tsuki’s sentence trailed off as she began to shake.
“No,” Xenon firmly snapped, placing his other hand firmly on her shoulder. Tsuki looked up at him as tears poured over her cheeks. “Touten is the one that killed your mother, not you! Don’t you ever think otherwise, do you hear me?” Tsuki choked on her tears, hesitating to respond. “That asshole has only ever cared about himself. I don’t ever want to hear you say you did something when you didn’t!”
Tsuki gave a short nod, her heart still burdened as she coughed dryly, trying to interrupt the awkwardness she felt as she wiped her eyes. “You’re a good kid, Tsuki,” Xenon commented as the elevator door chimed. He released her shoulders as they both stepped out of the elevator. Tsuki took heavy steps towards the doors to calm herself a bit. She needed to be alone with her thoughts. Xenon kept watch until her figure disappeared down the front steps.
•
“What did you say,” Kougaiji asked.
“I lost that scripture from Tsuki,” Dokugakuji replied, “I want to go search for her and get it back. If I’m lucky, I might be able to get any other scriptures she’s gotten her hands on.”
“Absolutely not,” Kougaiji’s voice echoed through the underground shelter.
“Why?”
Kougaiji turned from him, his hands balled into fists. “First of all, it’s too dangerous. Second of all, you’re not going for the scriptures.”
“What are you talking about,” Dokugakuji asked, growing increasingly frustrated that Kougaiji followed Gyoukumen Koushu’s every command.
“You know damn well what I’m talking about,” Kougaiji firmly stated, turning back to Dokugakuji. “You’re going to see that woman, that ‘Tsuki’.”
Dokugakuji clicked his teeth, clenching his fists. “Tell me I’m wrong,” Kougaiji demanded, “tell me you honestly expect me to believe you’re going only for the scriptures.” Dokugakuji stared at the Demon Prince, neither one of them breaking eye contact until Kougaiji scoffed, turning from him. “I will not have you jeopardize this mission over a one-night fling.”
“Careful with your words, Kou,” Dokugakuji warned, “I have been nothing but loyal to you since we met. I’m not about to break that bond over a woman.”
“Nevertheless,” Kougaiji continued, “I cannot permit you to go off on your own in pursuit of the scriptures.”
“Fine, whatever,” Dokugakuji said, turning from the Demon Prince and stormed down the hall of Houtou Castle towards the main door.
“What was that all about,” a light voice asked, her voice was high pitched and a little raspy. The short red headed demoness approached her brother in the room.
“Never mind it, Lirin,” Kougaiji replied.
“But big brother, why is it so wrong for him to try and get the scriptures back?”
“I said drop it!” Kougaiji’s voice was loud and firm as he turned to Lirin with a stern look on his face. When Lirin cowered back a little at his tone, he softened his features and approached her, lightly patting her on the head. “I’m sorry, Lirin, I’m just frustrated. Please don’t worry yourself about what Dokugakuji wants to do. When the time is right, Lady Koushu will send us after the scriptures.”
Lirin gave a small nod as Kougaiji walked past her, heading to his sleeping quarters. Lirin turned towards the hallway which led to the main doors. She gave one last look at her half-brother before turning back towards the direction of Dokugakuji and followed him.
•
Dokugakuji soared on the back of his flying dragon, already having a decent idea of Tsuki’s whereabouts. He wasn’t sure what had happened, but he felt a strong energy radiating recently, recognizing it as Tsuki but there was an intensity about it that he never felt before. Even when the intensity of the energy faded, he could still sense that it was her. He followed the direction where he sensed the sensation the strongest, taking a break every few hours for his dragon to rest.
Lirin trailed behind him; Dokugakuji seemed to be focused on whatever he was after. He didn’t seem to notice that Lirin was behind him or like he didn’t think she was as much of a concern. “Just where is he going,” she wondered.
Above the treeline, the view of a tower appeared far in the distance, implying that was his destination. After some time, beyond the edge of the trees was a clearing. She watched Dokugakuji dip down into the trees, landing just before the clearing. Lirin banked left, keeping her distance from him to avoid detection.
Landing her dragon, she leapt high into the trees, making her way to Dokugakuji. When she caught up to him, he was standing on the edge of a cliff, the sight of the tower standing in the middle of the clearing. Lirin wondered if he was really going to invade the big structure all on his own.
“What are you doing here,” she heard a voice call out. Lirin turned her head to see a woman standing along the edge of the cliff a few feet from Dokugakuji.
“Woooow,” Lirin gasped, “who is she?” Lirin marveled at the woman’s beauty, tanned skin contrasting against her ivory hair which gave off a beautiful sheen in the sunlight. The power limiters shined beautiful golds and reds and stood out against her deep green qipao dress. Though faint, there was a threatening aura radiating from the woman. Lirin could feel the intensity of the spiritual energy from her.
“Tsuki,” Dokugakuji turned to her, his tone was soft and gentle. This was a side of him Lirin hadn’t seen before. Was this the woman he was talking about with her brother? “She’s clearly powerful,” Lirin thought, “why would big brother be opposed to Dokugakuji coming to see her? What if he got her to join our side?”
Whatever the case, if Dokugakuji was still here for the scriptures, Lirin was going to lend him a hand. She was never permitted to leave Houtou Castle and always made the most of her opportunities on the outside. “So if Dokugakuji fought her in the desert,” Lirin thought, “and he fought her back at the bomb shelter, the scroll should still have a bit of her spiritual energy resonating off it.” Her eyes trailed off to the tower where Tsuki came from. Securing her resolve, Lirin ran from the two, taking a scenic route towards the tower.
•
Dokugakuji looked Tsuki over, noticing the redness in her eyes and the dark circles under them. Her body language indicated that she was in distress. “Are you alright,” he finally asked.
“It’s no business of yours,” Tsuki snapped.
“Tsuki,” Dokugakuji’s voice was low as he slowly approached her. “The last time we met, I had upset you. I don’t want to bring up anything unpleasant, but I apologize for angering you.”
“That’s not it,” Tsuki barked back, not moving as Dokugakuji closed the gap between the two of them.
“I want to pursue something further with you, and because of that, your well-being will always be my business.” Tsuki did not swat him away when Dokugakuji brushed his hand against her face, tucking her hair behind her elegant, pointed ear.
“About last time,” Tsuki began, “I want to apologize.”
“It’s alright,” Dokugakuji interrupted. Tsuki pushed herself off him, shaking her head.
“No, it’s not,” she continued, “it was wrong of me to take my anger out on you at that time. You didn’t do anything wrong.” She paused for a moment before taking a deep breath. “You were right, I was only there that night because I was mad at Homura.”
“I know,” Dokugakuji replied, “I’ve gotta admit, I was a bit jealous because of how passionate you were.”
“Huh?”
“Even after I realized you only had eyes for another man, I knew what I was getting myself into and that I’d have to wait for you to come to me.” Given the way she spoke of him, Dokugakuji was certain that Tsuki and Homura weren’t in any sort of romantic relationship. Her devotion to Homura seemed almost one-sided; which meant he still had a chance to win her heart.
“That’s not fair to you,” Tsuki protested, “you deserve someone that will make you their priority, and that person just isn’t me.”
“Tsuki,” Dokugakuji whispered as he pulled away from her, “when the time’s right, I know you will choose the man who you feel is right for your heart; even if that man isn’t me.”
•
Lirin followed Tsuki’s spiritual energy to about 10 or 12 floors up, scaling the outside of the tower until she had felt that energy radiate more intensely. She entered the room through a window, it appeared she had entered a bedroom.
“It’s clear she’s spent a lot of time here,” Lirin thought to herself, “so she’s lived here for a while. I can feel her spiritual energy splitting off into different directions on this floor. Maybe those trails will lead me to the scriptures.”
Lirin cautiously peered outside the threshold of the room, carefully looking both ways down the hall before taking quiet steps down the hall and towards another room. She put her hand on the knob, the faint presence of Tsuki was apparent on the handle. “Even if there’s nothing in here,” Lirin thought, “I still have to check every room.” She slowly turned the knob, the mechanism clicking out of place as she pushed the door open. It appeared to be another bedroom.
“She was in here recently,” Lirin thought, looking at the bed on the far side of the room. Lirin looked around, questioning whether or not she’d actually find anything in here. Tsuki’s spiritual footprint was all over the place. It was clear the room down the hall belonged to Tsuki, so whose room was this? Regardless, Lirin went over to the small desk, carefully opening each drawer searching for the scriptures.
“Get it together, Lirin,” she thought, “the scriptures wouldn’t be placed so carelessly.” She shut the drawers, her eyes scanning the room. She carefully searched through the closet, she hurried over to a door on the far side of the room which appeared to lead to a large bathroom. Lirin grew frustrated as she continued to scan the room. There wasn’t much that was kept in there.
She suddenly heard voices echoing down the hall. She fast-walked over to the door, pressing an ear against it and listened, gauging the distance of the voices. When she determined they were far enough away, Lirin gave one last look over the room before deciding to leave. She suddenly looked at the foot of the bed, wondering if perhaps there was something stored underneath.
She approached the bed, laying down and reaching a hand underneath. “Curse these boobs,” Lirin grunted to herself, struggling to reach far under the bed. She stretched her arm and fingers as far as they would go, sensing an object underneath. “Screw this,” Lirin said, pushing herself off the ground. She wandered over to the other side, firmly placing her hands on the bed frame, and shoved it hard across the floor, away from the wall.
The legs of the bed scraped harshly across the floor, revealing a hidden door of some sort. “No way,” she said to herself, “there’s no way anyone in this tower would be so stupid as to leave it in there.” She grabbed the circular ring and lifted the door to reveal a medium-sized wooden chest. She picked it up, almost dropping it from the sheer weight of the chest before setting it on the floor. She examined the lock on the chest, snapping it off with ease. “This is absolutely ridiculous.”
Lirin snapped her head back towards the door, hearing the handle turning. She jumped to her feet, leaping towards the end of the bed, grabbing the footboard and swinging the entire set towards the door, pinning it shut with a loud crash.
“What the hell was that,” a raspy voice shouted on the other side.
“Time’s up,” Lirin replied. She threw the top of the chest open, viewing three scriptures laid out on top of each other along with other sacred items. “I’ll be damned, they are this stupid,” Lirin criticized. Tsuki’s energy was definitely on one of these scriptures, but it was difficult to pinpoint which one.
Just then, both the door and bed shattered, splinters and shredded fabric flying through the air. Lirin quick grabbed one of the scriptures, tucked it into a pouch on her belt and playfully cartwheeled away from the barrage of bullets from Xenon’s banishing rifle. She stopped in front of a window when Xenon halted his assault, she gave a playful wink at him and backflipped out of the room.
Xenon ran up to the window sill, leaning far out the window before readying his rifle. As she was falling, Lirin adjusted her feet against the brick of the tower, pushing off and launching herself towards the trees.
Xenon looked over where Lirin previously was, recognizing the chest that was opened. He ran over to the chest and examined the contents. He cursed under his breath before the sound of footsteps approached behind him, congregating at the door to Homura’s room. He turned around, addressing the other gods within the tower.
“Don’t just stand there like a bunch of dumbasses, she’s got one of the scriptures!”
The men scrambled down the hall, running for the exits and going after the redhead. Xenon bent down, throwing the lid closed on the chest and picked it up before teleporting to the main chamber to inform Homura.
•
Dokugakuji leaned back, staring affectionately at Tsuki as she returned his smile. “You’re a sweet demon,” Tsuki commented, gently cupping his face. She felt a strong urge within her to kiss him and even though her heart was focused on Homura, there was something about Dokugakuji’s kindness towards her that began pulling her to him.
“Dokugakuji!”
The two of them were startled by the calling, turning to a plume of dust running from Konran Tower. “What is that,” Tsuki asked. Dokugakuji squinted his eyes, trying to focus on the silhouette in the dust. The figure came closer to the two, scaling the cliff in a single leap, landing near them.
“Lirin?”
“Hey, Dokugakuji!” The red headed demoness addressed him enthusiastically, giving a small wave. Tsuki looked at the woman curiously who was shorter than her, recognizing her from Houtou Castle. There was still something about her that made Tsuki question whether or not this woman was Naneko in disguise. Body type aside, she had such a demeanor that strongly reminded Tsuki of the succubus.
“What are you doing here,” Dokugakuji asked her. Lirin opened her mouth to answer but was interrupted by a loud scream from a large group of gods from Konran Tower heading in their direction.
“I got the scripture, we’ve gotta go,” Lirin shouted, jumping up into a tree, launching herself from branch to branch. “Nice to meet youuuu,” Lirin sang, her voice fading as she disappeared into the forest. Tsuki snapped her head back at Dokugakuji, pushing him off her.
“She what?”
Dokugakuji lifted both hands up in defense. “I don’t know what she’s talking about Tsuki, I swear.” Tsuki’s eyes gave off a glow, rage flowing through her as the trees began to react. Dokugakuji took a few steps back, giving Tsuki her space.
“Were you here to keep me distracted,” Tsuki firmly asked. Dokugakuji shook his head as Tsuki’s hair began to dance, the wind picking up around her. “Were you just trying to stop me from sensing this recovery mission of yours?!”
“I promise you, Tsuki, I had no idea she followed me,” Dokugakuji pleaded. The ground under him cracked, Dokugakuji stumbled and tripped over the uneven footing. Tsuki’s power limiters gave off a glow. Tsuki cried out in frustration, feeling the power of the limiters blocking her from accessing some of her previous abilities at the intensity she was able to display before.
She screamed, her spiritual energy bursting and sending Dokugakuji flying back a bit as Tsuki gripped her arm, the limiters buzzing almost painfully. Tsuki cursed under her breath before looking up at Dokugakuji and glaring at him. While there was a look of sadness in his features, Tsuki didn’t trust him.
She turned to the trees, holding her palms out. The energy from her body connected with the trees as they began to move and stir under her control. She pulled her hands towards her body, the tree reacting to her pull as the branches began to stretch out towards her. Tsuki then manipulated the branches in such a way that they lashed out towards Dokugakuji.
“If you didn’t know that demoness was here, then you are being manipulated too,” Tsuki spat out. “I thought you were smarter than that!” Dokugakuji cried out in pain with every branch that connected and tore at his flesh. He materialized his sword and defended himself, cutting down each attack thrusted at him. Dokugakuji clearly needed to leave, he could feel the anger in Tsuki’s actions. Whatever had been going on with her recently, she was no longer willing to listen to reason.
Dokugakuji charged his sword, letting out a short burst of his demonic energy to blast through her barrage of tree branches before sprinting off into the forest, leaving Tsuki far behind. The glow in Tsuki’s eyes faded, staring at the area where he disappeared before turning to the crowd of gods running in her direction. She manipulated a ledge to protrude out from the cliffs before descending down to the group.
“Where do you all think you are going,” Tsuki asked, the group stopping yards from her.
“We were ordered to retrieve the scripture, m’lady,” one of the members answered. Tsuki scoffed at the man.
“No need,” Tsuki ordered, “they’re both long gone.” Tsuki walked past the flustered men who cleared the way for her, uncomfortable with the idea of abandoning Xenon’s ordered.
“But, m’lady-”
“You won’t find them,” Tsuki interrupted, “they’ve made their escape. Stop wasting your time and return to Konran Tower immediately. Don’t make me repeat myself.”
The men were taken aback by the sternness in Tsuki’s voice. She generally wasn’t the one to give them orders, but they weren’t going to risk disobeying her as she quickly became more scary than Xenon. The men all stared at each other before accompanying Tsuki back to the tower.
•
The doors snapped open as Tsuki walked through the front doors. “What the hell is your problem, Tsuki,” Xenon called out.
“You were wasting their time by sending them off,” Tsuki snapped. Xenon glared at her, questioning the attitude.
“That woman made off with one of the scriptures.”
“I know!”
Xenon balled his hands into fists. “You’re lucky she only made off with the Uten scripture. Homura said he could still continue the mission with the Seiten and Maten scriptures.” Xenon watched as Tsuki walked past him without so much as making eye contact. What the hell? Not that he was looking to make friends but it seemed like they were starting to get along.
Tsuki brushed off his frustration, walking past him and not saying a word. Her mind was clouded with anger and frustration as she began to question who she could even trust. “Just a few weeks,” Tsuki thought to herself, “just a few weeks and this will all finally be over. Wait and see, Dokugakuji. Homura will create a new Heaven and Earth, and you and your allies will cease to exist. Gyumaoh will never rise again.”
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