Okay, time to bring up a 4th path theory i did as it would mostly affect the story as a mcguffin for the El Search Party.
So if anyone remembers me mentioning Ara’s 4th path could be a Shrine Maiden type of deal, and I been seeing more Chung theories be where Chung becomes corrupt by demonic energy.
So before we get to how that will balance out on the path as I want to mention a talisman type of item of a single use to save either Aren *if he chose to become a demon* or Helputt, this will become a conflict between Ara and Chung. Save one but the other will die, but unless the talisman is meant to STOP Ran, it will undo his corruption to Helputt, but Chung would attempt to act recklessly and say it should be used on Helputt. Again Ara would interrupt Chung and at least attempt to convince him that he should not just use it on his father and saving Aren from Ran *again if he chose to become a demon then talisman would just revert him to a human state but lose his demonic powers.*
Okay class theory time! as Ara’s 4th is RIGHT around the corner of being revealed,
I`ll appreciate the 4th path Ara and the Demonic Energy on Chung for one thing, she instead attacks Ran away from Chung with some seals, sure Chung might attack Ara because he is undergoing demonic power but this demonic power seems to influence him of his fighting and protection of Hamel from the demons this soon will be tempered and rebounded mostly by Ara to not only protect others but Chung the most. So as soon as they both reach 3rd job Chung will gain the title of Dark Vanguard but he will have some fire power to boosts his attack power against enemies, but gain the passive like how CU has increase boss damage for a certain duration, Chung should gain this as a Passive for himself as well, the description will be as followed “After Ara saving me from self corruption of the demons, I will become a Vanguard I will stop demons, but I will wish to fight my father again and take that demonic energy from him even at the cost of myself.”
Again it would be too dark that Ara would be helping Chung in a more Dark Paladin gone berserk but it would be beneficial for Ara as it will show a balance of Ara as a Shrine Maiden *haven’t thought of the name though Lakshimi would be nice to fit the Hindu naming convention of Ara’s 3rd jobs but uhm the name would be changed here in NA because we can’t have nice things.*
Again this is only how I will interpret others Dark Chung or Demonic Chung as a, he’s not being turned into a demon by Ran * I like that theory*, but the influence of demonic energy spewing into Hamel as Chung is trying to protect Hamel to the best of his ability, though Ara being told by Eun that she feels a demonic energy from Chung even though there is no corruption being done to him, but he is indirectly corrupting himself.
TT tries to bake macarons but who knows that baking is much more harder than the battlefield after hundreds of attenpt to make it RG took a pity and help him also asking why he was so insistent to make it “i make it for my father, he loves macarons.” Since we know that hellput is dead make it a little bit angsty please~
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…He was at it again.
Ciel debated with himself for a moment, before another bang broke the silence in the house. He heaved a sigh, put down the groceries on the table, and made his way to the kitchen.
“Chung,” Ciel called once he saw the intruder to his ‘territory’.
The Tactical Trooper was startled. Ciel internally winced when the egg shells dropped into the bowl.
“C-Ciel!” Chung quickly cleared his throat, a blush overtaking his cheeks as he stammered, “I-I didn’t know you would be home soon.”
His only response was a low hum. Blue eyes swept over the splatters of batter on the counter, the bowl mixes stacking before him, the baking machines hastily put to the side, ingredients and flour opened messily…
There were colorful, rigid lumps in front of Chung, and without further observation, Ciel knew what they were supposed to be: Macarons.
This wasn’t the first time Ciel had seen Chung trying to make them.
(”My Father loved them,” the boy said quietly. “He always ate them when he could. He would share them with me during our training breaks. He… He always looked happy eating them.”
There was a soft smile on his face, but his eyes were empty, hollow.)
Ciel still remembered the first time he caught the boy in the kitchen. It hadn’t been long after the group had finally gotten a semi-permanent house. If the scene before him made his heart ache for the wasted ingredients, then before it just made his intestines weep gallons of blood.
Other than Rena, he, and surprisingly Add, Chung was the only one he allowed in the kitched without supervision and cooking experience.
(Chung’s face clearly expressed how he dearly prefered the bloody battlefields to this chaotic mess of sugar and flour. A large portion of it because of Ciel’s expression.)
“Lu is out shopping with the girls and the boys are stocking on our provisions, hence it will be a while before they’re back.” Ciel finally said after a long silence. Immediately, the stiffness and tension in Chung’s body eased. Nervousness instantly replaced them, however, as Ciel strode forward while rolling up his sleeves. “You should’ve told me if you wanted to make them, Chung. I wouldn’t mind giving you a hand.”
“Ah, no, it’s fine! You’re already busy enough with everyone’s food and Lu’s sweet intake. I’m capable of-”
Ciel gave him a look and then glanced at Chung’s ‘masterpieces’ pointedly, his gaze two inches shy of derisive had it been anyone else.
Chung closed his mouth. Ciel’s lips quirked lightly and beckoned him closer. “Come here. You’ve improved since last time, but you shouldn’t use…”
It was strange, to think he was teaching Hamel’s Prince how to make sweets for the tombless spirit of the White Colossus.
Ciel had never met the King of Hamel (and he never would). He had heard of his honour, of his strength and courage, when he was an assassin in the underworld, but such information was scarce and quickly discarded for its lack of utility. Had he not seen Chung using Hamel’s rumoured armour, he wouldn’t have believed the fragile boy he had met to be the White Colossus’ son.
Of course, Chung had grown since then.
(All of them had.)
Taller, broader, slightly affeminate features easing into the maturity of a man. Duty and hardship had honed his vengeance and rage, had disciplined his mind into one of their strategic pillars, but it was at times like this that Ciel could still see that smiling boy with empty, hollow eyes.
Ciel didn’t have any particularly benign feelings toward royalty, less of all a human (as harsh as it was) because of his background as a street rat, however—
(A thin, almost skeletal hand going limp in his hand, warmth leaving the tiny body leaning against him, a last breath swallowed by the cold of the night.)
However, the Royal Guard of the Noblesse understood grief and loss, and right now, that was enough.
A monster like the predator. Stalks the elgang but not kiill nooo it captures them and one by one for a party thrown by maybe like helput n hamel for saving them
Something stalks the Elgang, but the members does not suspect a thing. They were too busy talking to each other after saving Hamel from the hands of Ran and from Chung’s corrupted father. They had planned to celebrate their victory, but that never came true.
Rena gasp as she can feel the magical presence of someone tailing them from behind. She couldn’t scream out “Tarnavash!” quickly as the whole Gang is swallowed up into a black hole.
The Elgang landed onto different chairs with a pained grunt or yelp. They looked around their surroundings cautiously and realized that they are within the dining room of the Castle of Hamel.
“E-Eh? We just left the castle a while ago!” Chung stammers and stays silent when Tarnavash steps out from the shadows with Helputt next to her. “Father!”
Helputt chuckles and claps his hands, servants entering the dining room with plates of food in their hands. “We wanted to thank you all for all that you have done! So, let us feast!”
