Posts from ☀️ Arselia and Akonia Auto-translated

Ples's poetic talent has really blossomed; that's what experience with people does.

It reminded me of when I was ten and wrote "songs," but the lyrics were much more epic and brilliant.

Swelli is the daughter of Sterra,
Sterra is the mother of Swelli,
Swelli is just Swelli,
Swelli is a creature
With a cat's head,
Horse and bird legs,
Bird wings,
A rainbow tail
And on her wings it says:

[chorus]

SWELLI!
She's just Swelli!
She's just Swelli!
With a capital "S"!

Sorry.

Technically, I once wrote a poem for a quest in Serberia! But thanks anyway. 😊

Now I have a growing desire to draw pictures myself, once I unlock the Artist profession for Beate, lol. But even in the best-case scenario, it will take me a couple of weeks, if not months, to create a decent picture. In the evening, I can only quickly sketch something without a background and with minimal rendering, which won't look solid enough.

Draw some fan art of Rinze.

You are so cruel.

I don't really like drawing gore. We're talking about drawings from Beata's perspective, after all.

But that's the only way to knock Revan off his pedestal as the most cruel person on this forum

- Thank you for your generosity and care, Aiyano-sama, - the sisters reply in unison.
After that, the group splits into two - Sonata, Aiyano, Ahuri, Ahuli, and the rest, and after some time, the first group sets off to the estate of the craftsman who died due to Azarina's actions.

Having left the dangerous coven, Sonata finally allows herself to relax a little and gets lost in thought, staring at the ring she found earlier, remembering her past. Overwhelmed by memories, her eyes well up, and a tear rolls down her cheek.

Aiyano didn't know if it was worth responding to this scene or if it was better to remain silent. But in the end, she still said:
- Hmm... I'm sure that his feelings for you won't fade even a degree until his death. So... who knows? Maybe your love in its true form has just begun?

Watching their liberators, Ahuri and Ahuli simultaneously tilted their heads to the side, mimicking a gesture favored by a certain priestess. “In our world, he suffered from a severe illness… which forced him to take his own life…” The former housewife shuddered, recalling the most horrific day of her life. “I was never religious, but according to the tenets of the prevalent religion in our country, suicide is one of the gravest sins. And now that I myself have felt the power of the gods, I sometimes worry about the fate of his soul.”

- This... is something new. I thought you just had a forced separation when... Oh, never mind, I'm sure that... - the priestess trailed off uncertainly, then stood as still as a statue, closed her eyes, and recited the longest possible funeral norito, simultaneously performing one of the rituals using the kagura suzu and spending one unit of spiritual power on it.
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- ...I asked the Kami to help his soul find peace. It might not make you feel much better. But I believe that the local Kami-sama, as well as ours, and even Miss Cosmos, will hear my call. After all, we all live in the same universe, don't we? It doesn't matter how much time has passed - the soul is immortal. And it doesn't matter that he was a Rheian and probably an atheist - we are all people, with the exception of certain beasts that voluntarily renounce this title by committing inhumane atrocities. The main thing is that your will and my faith can direct this call. ...you don't think the Kami don't exist, do you?.. Even setting aside your unwillingness to offend me personally - that would be the most foolish assumption. After all, a person with eyes and reason sees the real picture of the world.
Turning her gaze to their companions, she sighs and resignedly bows her head:
- I... I don't see the point in beating around the bush, especially considering Ahuri-san's background. You've already figured out what I'm talking about, haven't you?... Ahuri-san, as I said, I am a priestess myself. Therefore, there is no need for us to avoid a certain thesis - I can read people, although not as well as you, but enough to understand that it is absolutely impossible to hide our nature from you. In a way... we are not much different from what we had to kill on the lower floor of the coven. For my part, I have already realized that most people are not bothered by this, but... not everyone. What do you say about that?

- Thank you, Aiyano, - Sonata replied succinctly, unable to find other words, wiping her eyes and taking a small drawing out of the pocket of her now not-so-snow-white uniform, - here, take a look, this is our daughter.

- You know, Yun is a very talented boy. He has never seen her, but based on my instructions, he was able to accurately depict her appearance. We named her Symphony. Symphony Reim, doesn't it sound good?

Turning his gaze to their companions, he sighs and half-bows his head:
- I... I don't see the point in beating around the bush, especially considering Ahuri-san's background. You've already figured out what I'm talking about, haven't you? Ahuri-san, as I said, I am a priestess myself. Therefore, there is no need for us to avoid a certain thesis - I can read people, although not as well as you, but enough to understand that it is absolutely impossible to hide our nature from you. In a way... we are not much different from what we had to fight on the lower level of the coven. For my part, I have already realized that this does not bother most people, but... not everyone. What do you say about that?

- Aiyano-sama, we look not at the color of a person's soul and his origin, but at his character, - there was a certain severity in Ahuri's voice, more characteristic of her sister, - and believe me, when I say that you two are the most worthy of people.
- Ahuri and I are very lucky to serve you, - Ahuli agreed, - although if our savior turned out to be someone unworthy, we would rather slit our own throats than subject ourselves to the disgrace of serving someone who does not deserve it.

- Daughter…? - she blinked blankly, and Nihon-chan narrowed her eyes suspiciously, which made them even narrower than usual. - You look just like you, only without ears... Even the uniform is the same... Although, that could just be the artist's vision. Yes... you definitely look like you, I have to say... The name sounds nice, except for the word "Reim"... Never mind, never mind, I'm just kidding. You've managed to do in these months - which feel like decades - what Reim himself couldn't do in decades, which felt like months... Uh... I mean... in years. A few. Two or three. Ahem, ahem, - she cleared her throat to change the subject. - So... I just want to say again - I really gave it my all just now. You may doubt Miss Cosmos - that's your right, but not the other aspects of the ritual. I'm willing to swear on my own life - no Reimean in history has ever received what your husband just received. So, realize that and be grateful!... ...Not to me, of course, but to the great forces of our universe... This isn't just empty cultural fluff. I... believe that you and your husband, who has influenced you to such an extent that he has shaped you into who you are today... are more than deserving of this. And don't forget! The word and opinion of a miko-sama is law! I hope you didn't really think that all my existence, according to your "Lepezhka," is aimed at flattering goyim?... - she gasped in indignation and, not knowing what else to add to her defense, decided that actions speak louder than words - and simply embraced the former sex empress, pressing her face against a chest that, while not as impressive as the original, was still meaningful in the situation.

- Ayano-sama, we look not at the color of a person's soul and their origin, but at their character, - there was a certain sternness in Ahuri's voice, more characteristic of her sister, - and believe me, when I say that you two are the most worthy of people.
- Ahuri and I are very lucky to serve you, - Ahuli agreed, - although if our savior had turned out to be someone unworthy, we would have rather slit our own throats than subject ourselves to the dishonor of serving someone who did not deserve it.

- ...I believe you. It may not be easy for me to say that right now, but... at one point in my life here, it plunged my soul into a pit of indescribable despair... Fortunately, there were close people who managed to pull me out. One day, I'll tell you that story, if you want. For now... arigato, Ahuri-san, Ahuli-san, - Ayano made her 90th bow. - Even though I've been through this period... it means more to me than to anyone else in my "position." You know... in my native "lands," they were bloodthirsty, murder-obsessed demons and ogres. I... ...had to personally eliminate some of them... - her hand rested on the gohei case and squeezed it... but after a few moments, she relaxed - ...So, learning that you belong to such a clan, I couldn't help but feel tension... If you remember our conversation, you might recall my... hesitation before activating the release mechanism. Please - don't take it personally. Now I realize that it was unfounded. You seem to be the people closest to my own spirit of all the people I've met on Anuzish. I suppose it's some kind of ironic joke of the law of convergence?... Or whatever it's called?... So... I apologize again. It was foolish of me to judge others according to my own limited experience, which has nothing to do with the reality here, - she made her second 90-degree bow, unable to cope with the feeling of guilt in any other way.

- I wish I could introduce you to them, Ayanushka. I think you'd get along. Symphony is very energetic, but well-mannered and goal-oriented, and my husband, although shy, is such a sweetheart – you won't find a kinder and more caring person in the entire universe, and...
The heartfelt and sincere exchange of genuine emotions between the four women was unexpectedly and abruptly interrupted by the arrival of uninvited guests.


- Hey, hey, hey! - shouted the most prominent of them. - What have we here? Four women in the middle of the forest?! Looks like someone's sense of self-preservation is seriously lacking! Well, guys?
- Hahaha, - five voices replied, and a sixth supported them with a silent nod.
- But don't be afraid, you've fallen victim to no ordinary thugs! We are noble bandits! Gentlemen of the Road! So, if you want to live, then...
- Sir bandit, - Sonata interrupted him, regaining her composure, - if you truly consider yourself and your gang to be people of high morals, don't you think it's necessary to introduce yourselves first?
Ahuli was ready to pounce on the scoundrel at any moment, but as a responsible mononofu, she waited for Ayan's command.
- Hmm... - The bandit pondered, but didn't lose focus. - Well, you're right, esteemed traveler! Let me introduce myself, I am Melty Sambrosia! Leader of this glorious company! Now, you guys, it's your turn, introduce yourselves to our lovely ladies!


- Geondan Escape II, former guard. - One of them replied without much interest. - Let's just get this over with, I don't like violence.


- Hello, beauties! My name is Zhurtre Clerhanter! How about going on a date with me?


- Katsukoi Queensglory. Ha!!


- Ors Massage at your service, ladies.


- Phahaha, bahahaha! Ahahahaha! Pipdorm Managerovich, nice to meet you!


- Tomsak Ordermade... May Arselia have mercy on your souls.

- Well done, - Melty Sambrosia spoke again, - so, listen to my words, travelers! Either drop all your belongings, except for your clothes and shoes, and go on your way, or, if that seems too burdensome, you can pay us with your bodies. Otherwise, you'll regret it!

Gion, if he were on Aiyano's team at that moment: