Something shifted in it’s throne.
Something yawned as it brushed cobwebs from it’s body..
“Four months, two weeks, six days, nine hours, and twenty-two minutes.”
Her neck loudly creaked as she turned over to the other pinkette approaching her, dropping to her knees, forehead touching the ground. “Was your slumber good, m’lord~”
“… Indeed. It was a satisfying nap. I trust you ran the barrier well in my absence, Archbishop Sakaki?”
Sixteen year old veteran magical girl Ami Sakaki giggled, saluting the fearsome witch before making a peace sign.
“Of course! The familiars tend to the gardens as always! No magical girls have despaired, but we did execute some silly fools! We got enough recruits to make up for it, though~”
The chuckling echoed throughout the barrier.
“As always, my trust has been well placed in you, Archbishop.”
Sakaki twirled for her lord, before making her peace sign once mre. “The Kriemhild Faithful exists to serve the devourer. So that instead of being devoured, we may become devourers instead…”
Gretchen’s grin widened upon noticing the blotches of red on Sakaki’s face.
“… And so we live in accordance to the whims of the Great Devourer, eater of worlds, the Witch of Salvation and Goddess of Despair-”
Ahh, I forgot how fun and theatrical my servants can be~!
“I am pleased, Sakaki. And good morning to you as well,” she chuckled as she noticed the Kyubey that had for so long remained by her side, nuzzle her hand like a cat…
“It has been quite dull. It’s good to see you awake, Witch of Salvation.”
“Lord Gretchen! What are your orders!?”
“Do as you will, all of you. Uuu… For right now, I am going to alleviate my boredom.”
“There is fun to be had.”