AGG: Rise Sword Side Stories

Occisor 1

…

A vacation!

I would erase from existence the individual who created the concept!

“Please, don’t.” Ah, the seer god is present. Good. He will suffice as my guide to find my newest foe. “Yeah, no. I won’t be doing that.” Impossible! The seer was a firm ally of my Master! How could he be so callously apathetic to my Master’s brainwashing!? “He isn’t brainwashed. He’s just being a respectable individual according to society’s rules.”

Ha! His own words have refuted his point! I turn his own words against him! Master has no need for society’s rules! It is obvious that society has connived to separate me from my Master through years of mental conditioning!

“You have a fair point about society and how it works, but you also happen to be a single-minded idiot.” How very much like a seer to wrap truths within insults! Despite the passage of many centuries, it seems change cannot reach everything! “Look, you piece of sharpened divine excrement, Song told you to go out, relax, and have fun. He’s off to save the world, be moody, and otherwise fuck with reality.”

So, that means—

“In ways that you’re not needed, you clingy bitch. Give the guy a break from your constant bootlicking; go do something that shows him you’re happy to be alive for fuck’s sake.” I take the insults in stride, but I can not accept the words that followed them. Master loves it when I praise him! “Uh-huh. Right. Li Song likes having the ground he walks on licked. Right. Well, I suppose there’s no hope for you then. Run along with your delusions. I’m going to stay here and enjoy my peace and quiet.”

I consider the seer’s words for a moment. 

There’s an ounce of undisputable truth in his words.

My Master cares little for fame, attention, or the praise of the masses. Though he certainly deserves every ounce that is offered to him, that does not give the masses free reign to do so against his wishes! 

Those demons! 

They’ll pay for the slight discomfort they’ve rendered upon my Master! 

Looking beyond the simple order I’ve been given, searching for the true order my Master has given me, I conclude that my vacation is merely a ruse!

My Master truly wishes for me to destroy the very industry of entertainment journalism itself!

It might be difficult without my Master, but if I look for the right lines and cut enough of them, I’ll surely be able to destroy the very concept—

“...If you hurt a single person, I’m calling Song.” Within seconds, the seer rids me of greatest asset against our enemy! However, he has all but confirmed that he is my ally for this venture! “For fuck’s sake…” He most certainly knows of the limitations my Master has placed upon me! This is a test, a challenge, and a burden I’ll  gladly surmount and undergo for my Master! “Okay, fine, I’ll go along with whatever’s going on here.”

Success! I have both confirmed my mission and acquired my only ally!

This will most certainly be an easy affair!

…

This is a most difficult state of affairs!

I fretted to and fro on my seat. Then, as I noticed none were paying me any attention, I queried for aid upon the slight device I’d been given by the godly seer. 

“Hmmm? Oh? You actually got through the secretary? You’re actually waiting for an interview right now?” I did not understand why the seer insisted on repeating my words and having me verify them. I could only surmise that he was recording my mission for review at a later date. He was also eating something crunchy. He was thoroughly unprofessional! “Well, good job. Our infiltration of the station is going smoothly, don’t you think?”

Indeed, that was the case, but I’ve little knowledge regarding the subject of the interview. I had every reason to believe that the moment I encountered one of the lieutenants of the organization I sought to destroy, I would be found out and dismissed! 

“Alright, you seem nervous. But, you shouldn’t be.” More munching traveled directly into my ear. Did the seer require more food to fuel himself the more he used his power? “You’re wearing the clothes I picked out for you, right? The striped jacket, matching pencil skirt, and leggings?” Along with the two buttons undone, the ponytail, and the false glasses. Yes, I wore all the clothing that was prescribed for the purposes of infiltration! “Right. So, just don’t be a bitch, and you’ll get the job. Now, I need to go take a shit, so you’re on your own for your job interview. Bye.”

I tried to have him cease, but he abandoned me without a second thought.

For a second, I believed that he was truly crass and crude, and had abandoned me for the purposes of defecation. 

However, I concluded that this must be a part of Master’s plan.

My Master must have wished for me to undertake this challenge alone to grow in character and experience!

I would never fail my Master!

…

I failed my Master!

“Well, I did tell you to not be a bitch.” The seer gloated! His sheer gall replaced some of my anguish with righteous anger!  “Look, you had the bod, the clothes, and the voice. What got you kicked out of that interview was all you, metal-for-brains.”

He could have provided more aid—

“Ah, but you knew that you had to do that alone.” I falter at the seer’s statement. Blaming the seer for my failure was the same as blaming my Master for my inadequacies! I shut my mouth before I could utter the traitorous words. Master, your humble servant begs for your forgiveness. “Right, right. You’re a failure. Now, go mope around, get some rest, and eat something until Song comes back.”

But, I failed!

“Uh-huh. You did. Fantastically. So fantastically that they’ll remember you for a while and you won’t be able to try again.” The seer’s words are crushing. I could feel my worth lessening at each word that leaves his mouth. “So, now, the only thing you can do is have fun, be happy, and make Song ecstatic that you can take a loss, get up, celebrate, and try again later.”

That… that made sense!

The seer suddenly chokes on his beverage.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT MAKES SENSE, YOU DAFT PIECE OF GLOWING CARDBOARD!?”

Ignoring the harsh words, I explain my insight into my Master’s glorious plans.

Master provided me a challenge I could not surmount but without the intention of punishing me for failure. This is a true learning experience, where 'failure' is also an acceptable outcome! A safe method to grow, either through success or failure, is the very epitome of the concept of conflict!

In short, my Master has put a massive amount of thought and effort into this for me!

Undoubtedly, my Master is the finest Master there is, and the world is undeserving of his kindness!

“…The fact that all that makes a semblance of sense makes me want to hang myself.”

Thanking the god seer for his aid in my Master’s plans, I depart with every intention to celebrate my loss!

I can still grow in strength and ability for my Master!

That alone was a great lesson to learn and cherish!

“Yeah, that’s great. I’m going to kill myself. Later.”

…

“Ah, Occisor, how was your day?”

I’d been ready to regale my Master with news of my failure, subsequent celebration, and information of my plans to infiltrate entertainment journalism and destroy it from the inside. 

However, before I could answer, my Master placed his hand upon my head!

“I’m glad to see you again.” My Master’s words were accompanied by the my most delicate brushing of my scalp. How could I have hoped to speak under such an assault! It was the most perfect method to completely send my thoughts astray! “It has been only a day, and I could have called on you whenever I wished, but I missed having you at my side.”

I tried to find the words to speak, but I found myself completely incapable of doing so.

“Oh? Is something wrong, Occisor?” No. Not a single thing was wrong. From the gentle smile upon his lips, the gentleness of his voice, and the care of his touch, I was in bliss. I was barely able to breath, let alone speak. “Were you lonely? Did I force you to stay behind?”

“Not so!” The moment I’d heard the concern in my Master’s voice, I was able to act. No, not even bliss could stop me from comforting my Master! “This one enjoyed the vacation Master allowed! Only the fact it was bereft of this one’s Master made it less than perfect!”

“Ah, I’m glad that’s the case, then.” My Master’s smile grew from something gentle to something incredibly precious at my words. I wished I could say them an infinite number of times to experience seeing my Master smile so happily forever. Indeed, my beloved Master was truly happy to hear my words, and my heart soared. “I’m sorry for not spending much time with you this month, but I hope that I’ll be able to spend your next vacation with you, Occisor.”

“Master’s servant is happy with the mere thought alone.” Truly, I was. To see Master’s joy born from my own was enough. I needn’t share with him the strings which made up the whole cloth. Master was happy now. That was all that mattered. “This one is merely happy to see Master’s joy at Master’s servant’s elation.”

“Of course, I’ll be happy when you’re happy Occisor. That never needs to be said.” Master’s words still my beating heart for the briefest of moments. When he places his lips upon my brow while placing his warm hand upon my cheek, my heart feels as though it’s ready to burst from exertion. “You are irreplaceable and precious to me, so I want you to be happy forever.”

Doubtlessly, my Master was someone I did not deserve. 

However, I will never let him go.