{invasions}

You know what they say right? You ring out for help... Sometimes help comes in mysterious ways.

Sometimes it comes in the form of a hunter, a hunter with brutal methods.

A man appeared seemingly from the ground, with his arms above his head. When his eyes locked into his prey, there was nothing anyone could do.

Samantha thought she was for sure going to die. It was weird how she was fighting to survive and he made it look easy.

He had a weird blade in his hands that turned the freaks into mush, and because of him, the zombies were now beginning to spawn in bigger waves.

But the man fought like a whirlwind, a katana in one hand, and a whirligig saw in another.

The undead had lost interest in Samantha and focused more on the more interesting human.

By the time the man was done, he walked over to where Samantha was. His saw magically floating on his back (which she found weird).

The man picked Samantha up like a cat, by the scruff of her shirt. The man held out his hand and his eyes turned purple. The aether was bent to his will, into a portal out of this place.

Then he threw her... Onto a bed. Never to be seen again.

...

Who was HE?

He had saved them from an ambush of goblins that would have massacred the village. And Lord knows what would have happened to them after.

But here this man came seemingly out of thin air killing them. The man held a clear arrogance and disdain for such creatures.

The goblins were killed in such brutal ways. Some had their guts ripped out from their bodies, some hearts, some had their head exploded.

Others upon looking at the man lost their minds and attacked each other. Body parts flew into the air, and the ground was caked out in an impossible amount of blood.

The random man dodged put his hands above his head and called forth a series of stars that killed multiple goblins in a split second.

When those lights hit the ground, It caused a mini crator, like a star had fallen and smashed into the ground.

Percy wouldn't know it at the time, but his methods would be seen by a small child. Who would take such inspiration he would follow percys footsteps.

That little boy would later be called Goblin Slayer, a self-proclaimed disciple of Perseus... But we will get back to that.

(Percy would later become extremely racist to beasts and goblins... Or anything that moves)

... (Real life. After Micheal Percy)

I was sitting at my brother's bar, dealing with his demon of a barmaid.

"So let me get this straight... My brother and the detective?" I asked while drinking whiskey.

"Right? I don't see what he's so interested in. Just the other day he got himself shot," Mazikeen said leaning over the counter.

"Good for him. He needs someone in his life. Instead of being a constant... Pardon my language, man whore, he can finally settle down," I said.

She looked shocked, mostly due to me picking sides.

"Think about it like this maze. The man finally found someone, who by the way, they are technically a soulmate. I can see that kind of stuff. Soul bonds and stuff," I smiled.

I was going to let her respond before gently spinning in my chair and looking at the cute little girl walking down the stairs.

"Now who's this little munchkin," I said.

And low and behold, the detective's daughter was coming down to the bar.

"I'm looking for Lucifer," she said, to which I smiled.

A small glass of water appeared out of thin air for her, to which she gave me a toothy grin.

"How did you do that," she asked, to which Maze rolled her eyes.

"Should ask what can't he do," whispered Maze under her breath.

"I'm a magician," I said smiling at Trixie.

"Now come on, Uncle Michaels here. Prepared to be spoiled rotten me sweet niece," I laughed.

{End of chapter}

Sorry, I can't do a normal chapter. I'm going through some shit ATM.