Chapter 22

At the top of the tower, he felt like Dimon in the third and great part of the saga "The Devil can SUCKING" when he climbed the Crown of the Head. Uh... there was a time when I was playing dmd, Vergil was fucking around there, as if he was under wild aids… Only in this story, I do not feel like a great Dimon, because Salem pizdov can give, cooler than the same Vergil. Yes, and there is one life here, you can't get away from the control point…

Actually, the top of the tower was a flat surface, with some stone structures at the corners, more like statues. You can only figure out who they represent, because they were partially destroyed. An old building. Salem was standing in front, almost at the ledge. She looked the same as the last time we met. Only this time she was wearing some kind of light dress. She stood with her back to me, watching the ocean raging ahead. Or the sea. And the fuck knows him at all.

— This tower was built a thousand years ago, when there was a guild of "Miracle Workers", the first and last magicians this world has seen, — oh... now there will be old stories under a beer. I feel like my grandfather at the cottage, they drank moonshine and he began to steam "it used to be better, the grass is greener, moonshine later." — Why did you come here? "What is it?" she asked, turning to face me.

— To find out PRRRRRRRR, — I began to come closer.

"Hmph," Salem broke into a smile, as if I were a wolf performing in a circus. But the dick swam there, I'm a Wolf! And I'll find out the whole truth. — Did the little puppy want to know the truth? Tired of being kept in the dark by Ozpin?

— In the hands of Ozpinarrr?! — so that I can be this idiot's six?! With annoyance and rage, my hind paw involuntarily hit the surface of the tower. the roof was covered with cracks, which were accompanied by a terrible roar. But the tower itself did not even think about falling or collapsing. — He decided that he could defeat me. Foolrrrrr.

—Ha, ha, ha, ha! Salem suddenly laughed, even though I didn't see any Roffles here at all. Well, or just my muzzle, by itself, became a rofl. "Calling him a fool... looks like I was wrong about you." You're not a puppy, you're just a complete idiot for thinking you can beat him so easily. Kill him? Maybe. Win completely? Never. Even I do not know how to do it.

— I'm going to kill himRRRR until it breaks! — he may be immortal, but who says that after hundreds of deaths he won't break mentally? If I went crazy after my first death, then he went crazy after a hundred others! If you haven't already gone, of course.

— Idiot, — waving her hair, she was next to him in a moment. "So Ozpin didn't create you?" Interesting… How did you show up then? A Grimm shouldn't have a soul. The mind? Quite, if they live for hundreds or thousands of years ... — Salem mused in half a voice, turning her head and looking at the sea.

— Why do you want to destroy people?

— I never wanted to, but I had to. About a thousand years ago, Ozpin was a kind of magician who wanted to become stronger in order to protect his family. He had tried all kinds of magic, but he was immensely weak in every one of them. And he chose the forbidden path, the path of the Chaos magician. I don't know when or where he found the forbidden grimoire of Chaos, but by the time of the ritual, it was too late to change anything. Ozpin received the power he so desired, but also received the curse of immortality, in the form of permanent rebirth. After performing the ritual, Ozpin released the power of Chaos into this world. The God of Light was struck by the foulness of Chaos, and the Dark God, after thinking everything over, gave me a mark so that I could use his power. I must defeat Ozpin, at any cost. That's why I killed all the magicians, because Ozpin could have been reborn into them. And also began to destroy people. I loved people for their bravery, self-sacrifice, fortitude and the strength of their principles. But I had to put aside all good emotions in order to kill people without regrets. This is the only way to stop Ozpin and his endless cycle of rebirths.

[So the ENT rolled up. And I already thought that our plot has no meaning and no backstory. Well, at least something interesting]. I would not say that sometimes just walking in a completely free world without a specific goal is much more interesting! And if we talk about the game called "life", where I caught a good game over, then everything was sadder there. No superpowers, cool claws, powerful paws and bone muzzles, just boredom and the usual human appearance. Where you try to survive on one doshik, without bread, water and the doshik itself. Uh... I caught such a life.

— I will not let Teberrr destroy ihRRRR, — nevertheless, I was thinking about how and what to do over my rolls. I understood the whole reason for the cunt, although I don't remember anything like that in the cartoon itself ... Although, I remember only important details that I was able to notice and remember my drunken consciousness, because it's no use watching how all sorts of schoolgirls fight monsters ... well, this, especially when you were almost thirty.

— And what will you do? Let's say I won't kill your people, but Ozpin can appear in any person in your country. Imagine how this rat will destroy your own state, hiding in the shadows. He will kill all important members of the state from behind. Is this what you want? If I were you, I'd step aside. She hid somewhere in the mountains and just lived.

— This is not life, this is existence, — [Why are you so smart? Have you reread philosophical books or decided to show off your intellect in front of a female? Fucking fetishist on demon girls]. Uh, I've never had such a fetish! Only cat girls, only hardcore! — I will be happy until the end.

— Why? It won't change anything. As long as at least one person is alive, Ozpin will be reborn, I have been looking for a way out of this situation for a thousand years. But there is simply no other way out. I got used to the idea.

— Look at that! Ozpin got a siluRRRR from a grimuarrr, so this is the same KNIRRRR, it can be taken away! — it was the most logical and simple thing that my Wolf brain could come up with. Or don't I have a brain? Then what do I think? Fuck…

— Hmph, do you take me for an idiot? That's the first thing I did. Ozpin burned that damn book in front of my eyes, in a green devouring flame.

[No, that can't be right. It's a cartoon world! Which means that Ozpin deceived everyone, I'll bet he just made it look like he was destroying it, and hid it somewhere. It's elementary, Wolfie!]. But you can't bet, we're in a cartoon! Yeah, I didn't think I'd ever break the fourth wall. Or which one in my case? [Huh, more like a time continuum wall].

— Herrrrr, he hid itrrrrr. Why destroy the torrent, what can be useful after the torrent?

— Hmm, that makes sense. We need to check it out. One more time.

— What kind of flame was there? — but now it smells like shit. Mark, along with his squad, went to give pussy to Ozpin, but because of the information that has been revealed, you should expect a pussy at the level of the apocalypse today. Cool movie by the way, I advise everyone.

— Green Flame, one of the strongest and most dangerous spells. It can destroy everything it touches, even the one who created the flame.

Salem looked at me in surprise, and I jumped down from the tower. Bitch! I did not foresee something like this. A fucking cartoon with his fucking ent, which doesn't work here at all! Yes, and magic, fuck her mouth! With renewed vigor, I went to Kuil, perhaps I will still be in time for the start of the revolution. Otherwise, they're all fucked up.