"Hello. My name is Zombie – I'm young miss Cranberry Pride's familiar. It's nice to meet all of you."
Zombie smiled... smirked kind of mockingly and nodded his head at all three young essential characters.
"Eh...?! This is the person you were talking about?! But I thought...!"
Mary flinched and gasped wide-eyed, very much shocked to the core at the sight of the blue-skinned undead.
"Miss Pride, so you're a necromancer?!"
Roan got wide-eyed and gasped.
"..."
Claymore got timid and backed off slightly as if they were unsure how they should act around an undead whom they shouldn't be able to affect with their skills as of yet.
"Zombie is an undead, but as he said, he is my familiar – the magic I awakened to is called Dark Arts. It's magic that is more common for the elves than humans!"
Cranberry explained, puffing out her chest proudly.
"You have awakened to magic?! Ah! Is that the real reason behind your supposed sickness?!"
"Ha...?"
Roan gasped and asked, causing Cranberry a great deal of confusion.
|Ah, so that's how Prides explained her absence to the outside world – yeah, make sense, imagine the uproar that it would cause if they revealed that the only heir to the illustrious Pride family was kidnapped by her own familiar and flew away on the back of an infant dragon while both the avatar and the ex avatar of pride could only stand there and watched!|
Patience laughed mockingly inside Zombie's head but the blue undead didn't found it that funny – having Cranberry act all surprised and suspicious was the last thing that he wanted.
He even warned the red-haired before to be prepared for a similar situation and to always act all high and mighty and refuse to comment about her disappearance, but this Cranberry was just as bad of an actress as the Cranberry from the first playthrough.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})"Oh? Excuse my rudeness but you must be the first prince of the Fruit Salad, are you trying to say that the Greed family did not care enough to check up on what was happening in the Prides mansion?"
The blue undead looked up at the taller boy and shook his head from left to right.
"Poor choice – you're all up for a big surprise."
"!!!"
He smirked and winked at the flabbergasted Roan.
|I forgot that the young Roan was annoying. Better cut his overconfidence in the bud, don't you think?|
Zombie scoffed internally and asked with just the tiniest bit of caution as if he already made his choice but was trying to make it seemed like he didn't.
|In the game, there was supposed to be rivalry between the two of you, so feel free. Just don't destroy his pride too much or it might alter the story.|
Patience sighed and sounded as if she shook her head in defeat, already used to the blue boy's shenanigans.
"You...! Who do you think you are?! Why some undead familiar dares to speak like that to...!"
*bam*
"UGH!"
Before Roan could finish his sentence, Zombie kicked at his leg, swiping him off of his feet and the first prince of the kingdom got flattened on the ground under the weight of his own sword.
"Who do I think I am? My name is Zombie, and for now, I'm a level 1 undead. It's nice to meet you too, weakling prince."
Zombie leaned down and spoke loudly, clearly, and extremely mockingly, while putting his foot on Roan's oversized sword's crossguard, completely disabling the boy's ability to stand up due to the added pressure.
"Urgh...!"
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})Roan groaned and squirmed beneath his own weapon, letting out rather pathetic noises, as he was pinned down like a bug caught by a sadistic child.
...which honestly wasn't that far from what was actually happening...
"Weakling prince aside. You must be the adopted daughter of the Hope family, and you should be the head of the Lust family and the current avatar of lust, Claymore."
Zombie looked up and smirked at the other two children standing by Cranberry's sides.
"...!"
"Wh-what are you doing to the prince...?!"
Claymore flinched and backed off even more, but Mary gasped and kneeled by Roan and even started trying to lift the sword to free him.
"What I am doing? Teaching him manners, of course. It's an accelerated course but I believe that he has enough ability to keep up with it."
Zombie furrowed his brows and shrugged his shoulders oozing with a ridiculous amount of mockery.
"Let him go! Miss Pride! Do something about you familiar, please!"
Mary cried, looking as if she was getting angry, she even put the scepter aside and was putting her back into lifting the giant blade even with all of Zombie's weight added to it.
"Zombie. He wasn't that rude. Please, release him."
Silent until that point Cranberry finally managed to shake off the confusion about the blue undead's behavior and did her best to not sound as if she didn't know what this all was about.
"...fine, but only because you asked me to."
Zombie snorted and walked off of the weapon, making both Mary and Roan sprung up instantly, almost losing their balance.
"M-my mother will hear about this...!"
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})Roan gasped, glaring at the little blue undead all teary-eyed.
"Pfffft...! Way to go! You sound like a first-class weakling! Congratulations, momma's boy!"
"!!!!!!!"
Zombie started clapping his hands and burst out into laughter. Making Roan lower his head to hide his crimson face and clench his fists from anger.
"What do you think you are doing, you rude monster! Miss Pride! How can you let your monster act like that in public?! That's kind of behavior is...! Hey! Don't touch that!"
Mary was in the middle of angrily complaining to the frowning Cranberry when she suddenly spotted the blue undead picking up the scepter he put down before.
"Huh... what do we have here...?"
Zombie smirked raising the magic conduit up to his eye level...
"Don't touch that! It's my father's scepter that he used when he was attending his own first kill party! He gave me that as a good luck charm! Give it back!"
Mary cried out and rushed up to Zombie, reaching her hands for her property.
Even though she was already ten, she did not have any height advantage over the blue undead that the rest of the children had even though Zombie still looked the same as he did when he was seven.
"Are you deaf?! Give it b-mghfgh...!"
The future heroine called out but then her words got muffled when Zombie's hand covered her whole face as he reached out and grabbed her, keeping the annoying girl at the arms reach while carefully studying the rod with the red magic gem.
"Zombie – that's going way too far!"
That was too much even for Cranberry and she took a step forward and furrowed her brows at the little blue undead.
"...hey... little miss Hope. Who told you that this is some family heirloom?"
But Zombie ignored her and instead asked Mary in a very serious voice.
