Epilogue

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- That's how. Then, here are my three wishes: Move Akemi to my Ghoul world, destroy this world, and move me to my Ghoul world!

- You didn't have to specify a second time. - The brunet chuckled.

- You'd be so good at misinterpreting things and throwing them in the wrong place. - Kaneki snickered.

- Okay... as it was... Ai-zwai-dai! - the brunet said clearly.

At that moment, the room disappeared, just as Kaneki disappeared. Only in absolute darkness were the two gods left. One of whom began to shatter into particles.

- And yet, my world is destroyed..." Deus sighed, slowly evaporating.

- Yes. Destroyed. - nodded. - Your story is over.

- As is his? - The machine god pointed to the spot where the Ghoul had recently stood.

- No. His journey has only ended, and his story will continue for many more years. You also completed yours when you became a god of this world. And by the way, I've already avenged him, so don't worry.

- You know, it's not so sad to die. - Deus said out of the blue. - I can already feel my memory being erased and my soul being cleansed. I can see myself being born as a little boy and enduring the pain of my opponent's blows....

- Huh... well, good luck then, since you're so sure of it.

- Yeah... farewell, Ogarius. I hope you'll remember me at least a little. - Deus sighed as half of his chest disappeared. The process was accelerating.

- And farewell to you, project number thirty-four. - nodded, turning around and walking into the darkness. - Now, I have some business to attend to. Very important business.

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I opened my eyes, looking up at the very familiar ceiling. Grinning slightly, I got up from the bed, looking around my room... at the corner of which, Akemi was sitting on a chair.

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- I'm sorry. - I'm sorry.

- You're a fool. - the vampire frowned. - You couldn't have warned me? I thought I'd lost you again.

- Someone would have warned us. - I sighed." "Listen, did you...

Suddenly, the door opened. I squeezed my eyes shut, knowing what was about to happen. Simultaneously, an icicle, three ukaku-class kagune needles, and a kuinke knife to top it off, were shoved into my body. Thank you, Juzo, for true male solidarity, the bitch.

- KA-A-ANE-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-K!!! - came a growl from two throats at once. I could already feel myself being torn apart after I said that....

- Akemi, meet your rivals.

As soon as the girls' hellish attention turned to the vampire, I hurriedly retreated through the open window... falling right on top of Nishio's head.

- FUCK-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-!!!!!!! - we both screamed at the same time. He from fright, and me from landing clearly in the hot mug of coffee he was holding.

Such a shriek attracted the wild predators who were already running down the stairs, following me. I thought about using my returned magic to travel to Akame's world to camp out, but....

Four kuinke knives that... were on chains slammed sharply into my back.

- JUZO, FOR FUCK'S SAKE!!! - I yelled in my hearts as the two furies caught up with me and dragged me inside the Anteika Cafe.

- You've been gone for a month, CABELINA..." growled Touka.

- WE'VE BEEN WORRIED SICK!!!! - Esdes echoed her.

Wait... wasn't there a conversation that my absence would take a moment in this world?

And at this moment, somewhere far away, one black-haired god was roaring like a true horse.

- Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!! - he laughed. - Haha, still, hah, this is indeed a true true success, project #192. Your batch was truly awesome!

Afterword.

This was... an office. No, calling this room an office would be wrong. Four wooden desks standing in the shape of two G's, drawers with documents, papers, writing utensils, bins, a couple of plant pots and two windows.

At each of the desks, sat a person. Two guys and two girls. All of them could be about twenty or twenty-five years old, young in general. That made the fact that they were working in such a... complicated field of endeavour even stranger.

They looked different, and dressed differently, too. The first, had dark orange, short hair. His blue eyes shot back and forth to the guy and girl sitting at their desks. He wore plain blue trousers and a black t-shirt that read, "AUU". He wore a black rubber bracelet on his right hand.

The second one was a thick-haired man with a violet hue, which together with blue eyes gave an interesting look for girls. And he dressed well. Jeans and a grey jacket, buttoned up on one button, under which was a white T-shirt with a drawing of a purple dragon, very suitable for him.

Next, came the girls. One of them was a real beauty. Black, long hair, blue eyes and a gorgeous figure. She was dressed in black tight trousers, a grey t-shirt and an open light black jacket.

The second was a mix of green and black colours. A black shirt buttoned up to the throat with green lines on the shoulders and sleeves rolled up to the forearms, a green tie, gloves, and eyelet hair. Only the shirt and skirt and stockings were black. Her hair was pinned up in two ponytails.

- Sucks..." the purple haired man mumbled. - Boring...

- Take any case from the freezer and work if you feel like it. - hummed the black-haired girl drinking coffee.

- Nah, it's boring. - lazily replied her interlocutor, throwing his feet on the table, showing the people black trainers.

- Put them away, you'll ruin the table. - with a slight smile of amusement, said the second guy. - And don't say "I won't spoil it", remember last time?

- Hey, come on! - resented the troublemaker. - Let's at least talk about something! Has anyone heard about our new commander?

- Hmm? - his friends were interested. Even the silent green girl looked up with interest.

- They say we've been given to be eaten by Minato Arisato. - The joker continued in a mournful voice.

- Is that the one they experimented on? - The black-haired girl wondered. - I think I've seen him a couple of times... handsome....

The door suddenly opened and the captain of the Capital City Guard entered the room, which did not startle the group. They had met so many times before.

- Good day, everyone. - The captain waved his hand, completely discarding the charter, which had long been his habit in dealing with this group. - I'm sorry to interrupt you, but my superiors have finally decided who to give you to. Come in!

Not the one who made an impression entered the room. A boy, about eighteen years old. Blue hair with fringes that completely covered the right side of his face. He was dressed in black boots, trousers, and an unbuttoned jacket, under which was a white shirt with a green ribbon tied cleverly at the neck. Also, hanging around his neck was a player with large round headphones.

- Meet Minato Arisato. Settle in, Minato, meet your subordinates and all that. I'll come by in a couple of hours to see how you're doing, okay?

He only nodded. The captain walked out, closing the door behind him.

He ran his gaze over the previously unfamiliar faces, his face not changing in the slightest. He saw fit to say:

- Nice to meet you.

Author's words.

Well, well... that's it. That's it for sure now. The story of Valdemar will not be developed further, too much has been written about him, and he has become too tough an imba.

What do I want to say? This thought came to me already in the last lines of the fanfic, about the title. Blood Party, fully justified, Kaneki didn't leave behind ANY of his acquaintances, or major canon characters. And yes, Aru Akise is dead. It happened off-screen, just the canon situation with him and Deus repeated, except he couldn't get out of it.

That's it. As you can see, the afterword is quite bold and rather than leaving any hints, it just slightly introduces the characters of my next fic, indirectly related to the Devil's Child cycle. Although... no, not indirectly. You'll understand why after the scene behind the author's words.

What's the conclusion? The Valdemar cycle started my journey as a ficwriter, but it doesn't end, far from it. It has brought me many experiences, emotions and thoughts. Some parts were successful (Tokyo Ghoul: Rebirth), some not so much (Void Knight if by likes, Shadow Killer if by quality). But in the end, you can see this fanfic. I don't know what level to rate it at, so you write it. I don't think it's high or even medium, I'm going to start re-reading it and I'm going to have a facepalm.

Well, that's it. It's time to say goodbye, the fanfics are over, now I'm finally going to have some time in which I have all the fics in my profile finished. (no yapping about the purple night demon in there, no yapping!).

All right, everyone. And for those other bits of information.

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The vial fell out of her hands, hitting the floor. At that moment, it was as if she woke up, hurriedly picking it up. Fortunately, the glass was dense due to the magical Runes and the vial didn't shatter.

- What... should I do? - She quietly asked the air.

- Hey, young lady! - A sudden voice in the room, whose owner she couldn't feel at all, startled her slightly.

It turned out to be a black-haired guy lying right on top of the wardrobe, looking down at her merrily.

- Who are you? - frowned the girl, already grasping the hilt of the sabre hanging on her belt.

- Me? A god! And I would like to make a contract with you....

Two eyes of different colours, yellow and scarlet, stared at the stranger in surprise.

- Go on..." the vampire said interestedly.