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SMT: The Reason	By : Kakashifan727 Category: +S through Z > Shin Megami Tensei: Nocturne Views: 3714 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Shin Megami Tensei, Darksiders, DMC, VP, Fate/Stay Night or Rise of the Guardians franchises. They belong to Atlus, THQ, Capcom, Square Enix/Tri Ace, Type Moon and Dreamworks respectively. I am maki

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A/N: This is more for plot and characterization than anything. Besides, I'm leaving certain tags blank for spoiler reasons and I'm still thinking about what to include. I will warn you when the chapters come up, but that won't be for a long time. I just feel that Nocturne has potential in that area and that it was sort of wasted by having a silent protagonist. Mind you, I haven’t finished it yet, but the overall narrative is cool. The changes the MC goes through are so dramatic and stuff, but MC already knows how to use his power, get stronger and etc. This has been a huge deal with me for most SMT games; bar DDS and Survivor. They at least reacted to the situation like any normal people would do, and did not start out as pros wielding all this power. Plus, getting tired of looking for porn and only finding women or gay men it in. I swear that's all I can find, drives me nuts.
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“Wait a minute. How can you talk?” I ask, genuinely confused. I thought demons were all monsters, like the purple ones I encountered earlier. Pixie makes any angry huff, her cheeks puffing up as she files in front of my vision. I feel her flick me on the tip of my nose, more annoying me than anything.
“Most demons can talk. You really don't know much about us, do you? You're so ignorant I'd think you were human almost. Just my luck to be saddled with a part-human demon. God, you're almost as bad as Frost!” she whines, her voice becoming higher as she keeps ranting. I just shrug, not sure of what to say or how to apologize.
“I've already fought with some demons already. They didn't really speak, more like grumbled,” I explain, in a pitiful attempt to calm her down. The blue fairy only sighs, looking me over once again.
“It's fine. At least I know you can pull your weight in a scrap. Some of us don't like talking or aren't that smart. We're kind of like humans, in a way!”
We finally enter the large room, Pixie fluttering ahead to show me the way. I slowly walk over to the right exit in the room, going into one of the hallway. All along the corridor are doors, they look the same to me, a huge window letting me look into the other lobby. There's nothing there; only empty space. Pixie shows me to one of the doors, where I can hear grunting and mumbling inside. She motions to me to be silent, and I nod, the tiny fairy moving to the keyhole. She mutters about having some kind of...magastushi, whatever that is, and the door unlocks easily. That was easy. I think, my fear taking up hold again. I don't want to fight more of those monsters, but I know I have to. We need that key to get out of here. I take a couple deep breaths, ignoring the buzzing by my ear.
“Are you sure you can do this? You look like a mess. Here, let me heal you,” the squeaking voice complains. I can feel her building some kind of energy in her tiny body, then its gone as a bright light washes over me. I can feel my wounds closing up, the pain lessening to nothing more than a dull ache. What was that? So that was magic. I thank her before opening the door, three of the purple monsters from that odd water tunnel facing me. One of them cries out, lunging at me from its position atop one of the hospital beds. I swiftly dodge its attack, watching as Pixie is flying above their reach. She focuses her magic again, sending out a small bolt of electricity. The hot white bolt slams into the creature that missed me, scorching its flesh. The thing cries out in pain, its face blackened and charred, one of its white eyes closed. I stomp on it, feeling its skull crack and shatter beneath the force of my foot.
I just stare, my gaze locked onto the crushed mass beneath me. I knew I was strong, but to do something like this? It took hardly any effort. The hard pieces of its smashed skull contrast sharply with the soft goo of brain matter. Purple blood oozes onto the sole of my foot and the tile floor, the other two demons stunned by what they have seen. All of a sudden, red energy flows out of the creature and into my body. This has happened before, but my body has never reacted to it like this. How do I describe this feeling? Some kind of power rushes though my body slowly, the tattoos glowing a soft pink as my body takes in the energy. The thing in my body moves. It is inside me, changing me. I feel violated and unclean. What a disgusting thing I am right now! A slight pain is throbbing in my head. It must be doing something to me. The pain becomes intense and I double over, my face leaning closer to the dead demon. The smell is ungodly. It's like rotting meat combined with sewer water. It takes all I can to not puke on the spot. I haven't moved, my toes squirming in the white and gray mess. The pain is over as soon as it has begun, my tattoos their regular aqua. I feel different somehow. I know something has changed, but what? The monsters back away, one of them throwing a small, white object towards us.
“Take...you win. No kill...” The purple blob pleads, backpedaling until it hits the opposite wall. Lifting my body up, I look at both them and Pixie. She just stares concernedly, a frown on her face. I stare at the two creatures, their forms cowering as they look at the bloodied remains of their companion. I slowly reach for the key, never taking my eyes off of them. They don't respond. If they're not going to do anything I guess we can leave them alone. I look at the card, its surface crusted with blood of different colors. The same kind of blood that is on my foot. Am I just like them? Pixie flies into my face, the small sprite jarring my thoughts. We quickly leave the room, in case they decide to change their mind. Pixie sighs, flying over to me so that she's in the middle of my face.
“Wow. That was kinda neat! With you, I might be able to get out of here,” she says, pecking me softly on the forehead with her lips. I back up slightly, banging into the door frame. What was that about? I think, blushing slightly. I don't know how to respond. Pixie just giggles at this, her voice sounding like bells, flying back a bit.
“You're so adorable! I was just thanking you; No need to get so serious. I don't mean much by it,” she explains, flying closer to my face and playing with a tuft of my hair. She tugs on it, watching my black bang fall in front of my eyes. I smooth it back, slightly annoyed. Pixie just laughs, quickly fluttering away before I can grab at her. She moves towards the big double door, into the large room filled with demons. I follow, the two of us moving back into the outside of the hospital, where the glass door to the other side of the hospital is located. Scanning this card works, the glass door slipping open with a soft beep. This side of the hospital feels different, and there are less demons walking around. I hope we don't have to get into any more fights. I'm not sure I can handle that right now. They pay us no attention, and I'm not sure whether to be thankful or worried.
I see that this corridor is the same as one we just were in, sans the lobby. The windows show a huge, manatee like creature floating around, blocking the only entrance. The creature is then attacked by a couple demons, some small green thing and a huge red monster. The red thing has a huge club, but its small compared to the floating gray behemoth. The red ogre tries to smack the flying beast, but it easily dodges the assault. For being so big, it's pretty agile. The manatee monster counters by breathing ice out of its mouth, freezing the red ogre solid. I stare in shock. How did it do that? It tips the tall brute over with a swipe of its giant fins, causing the frozen demon to crash to pieces on the floor. The small green demon panics at this, squirming as the gray demon moves closer to it. It tries to fire off some kind of magic, I can feel energy like when Pixie shot out thunder. This energy is weaker though, and feels different in nature. It hardly phases the beast. It takes the shots and just keeps moving forward.
I hear Pixie fluttering behind me, her wings buzzing as she gets closer to the window. I stare at her, then back at the huge manatee, who has the small green demon between its teeth. I wince as I watch the small thing bleed out, purple blood splattering on the cream floor. Its gone in a second, devoured by the monster floating in the lobby. Pixie lets out a small shriek, shaking as she flutters near me.
“Who is that guy?” I ask.
“He's Forneus, and he guards the only exit out of here. There's no way we can get out on our own. We'll need more allies. That means you have to learn how to negotiate with demons,” Pixie replies, causing me to stare at her quizzically.
“Negotiate? You mean like compromise?”
“More or less. Don't worry; I can help out too. We need more demons to fight against him,” she responds, flying away from the window. I follow her, looking at various demons. Negotiate with these things? Pixie is a nice enough demon, and she hasn't tricked me so far, but I'm not so sure about these other ones. I remember my two previous fights with the purple demons, staring at my thigh, still stained with my blood. The cut has faded to a white scar, the blood now a pale pink down my thigh. I think I can feel some of the gray matter in between my toes, making squishy noises as I walk. It feels disgusting. I wish I could take a shower, but there's no time for that. I wonder what I look like to other...demons? I don't think every demon will be happy to join us. Besides, I don't think being covered in demon gore will give off the best first impression. I smell like shit too. What if they try to attack us again? I don't think I could hold them off. While I'm lost in thought, Pixie has begun talking with another demon. I snap out of it, walking over to join the two. Oddly enough, I can understand the conversation going on between them. Probably because of my demon body. At least Pixie was kinda human looking, this thing is weird. The demon is much bigger than her, about twice her height, though it literally is as thin as paper and white like paper too. It looks at me, with an odd square face, and I just stare back.
“I am Brute, Shikigami. You want me join? You give life energy!” The odd paper demon growls, its voice deep and menacing despite its weird appearance. I think for a minute before nodding. The demon gets closer to me, wrapping itself around my body. I squirm for a bit, unsure of what is going on, and the thing squeezes tighter. It kinda hurts to breathe now. I wheeze a bit, trying to take a breath. Okay, I can still breathe. Pixie flutters in front of my face, her small eyes worried.
“It's fine. He won't kill you. Just do it and he'll join us!”
“O-okay...” I mutter, trying to calm my nerves. This whole thing still scares me though. What if it kills me by accident? It'll only be a couple seconds, then it's over. I keep telling myself that, taking deep breaths as I feel the demon build up energy inside of its body. My own body reacts, the energy inside of me bubbling. I feel like I'm going to explode from the pressure. My head is killing me. I yell, the pain causing me to reflexively scream. It hurts like hell and feels like my body is on fire. I can feel the demon sucking out my strength, my body getting weaker and feeling more heavy by the second. The thing inside me is freaking out, moving sporadically as it keeps getting faster and faster. I can't stop it; the Magatama has a mind of its own. I feel a blinding pain behind my eyelids, my vision becoming blurrier and blurrier. Am I going to die? Never thought I'd go like this. The pain is coursing through my body, an agony incomparable. The energy sucking continues for a few more seconds, then stops, the demon releasing its hold on my body. I drop to the floor, a hard crash. My body feels drained and I lay there for a few minutes, trying to focus my mind on standing up or at least sitting up. It takes me a while before I am conscious of my surroundings again. God, I feel like I haven't eaten in days. Wait a minute. Do demons eat other demons? Shit, I never considered that until now. So it was eating me to regain strength? My mouth drops open, stunned that it took me this long to figure it out. So, I've been living off the life force of the things I've killed too? No. That's insane. It does make sense, but I don't want to even consider it. Then I'd be a real monster. I look at the paper monster again, the thing licking its...mouth in delight. That causes me to shiver, backing away from the paper-thin creature. I don't want to do that again. Never again.
“Life force taste good. Me keep promise, join you!” It rumbles out, coiling around my legs almost like some sort of weird cat. It feels like paper, yet more sturdy and malleable. Pixie smiles, her grin reaching from ear to ear. I still feel ill, my eyes slightly glazed over. I squirm, shaking the thing off of me, horrified by its presence. I usher it past me with a wave, the thing following Pixie.
“Now with this I think we can do it,” she says, flying over to one of the entrances leading downstairs. I walk slowly forward, my body weak after being munched on. I stare at our new companion, just watching it float up and down. Speaking of it, do any of these things have a real gender? Pixie seems like she is a girl, having boobs, but I could be wrong there. Hell, she could really be a he for all I know about demons. What about this thing? I don't think it has any identifiable gender; Maybe not all demons do. I know I'm still female, seeing as I have both of my reproductive organs. Do demons have sex? The non-human ones, I mean. I shake my head, my slow and lingering footsteps causing Pixie to turn and look at me.
“You okay? You look pale,” she asks, examining me.
“I...I don't know. It's just...” I can only trail off, unsure of what I'm trying to say. I am physically exhausted. My body is having trouble moving after that negotiation, and I just feel tired and hungry. I want to go home. Where is home? What about my parents or friends? Are they stuck here too? I sit down, holding my head in my hands. I can't do this. It's too much. Demons and Magatama and negotiation...I just want my old life back. Feeling something on my face, I run over it with my thumb. Its a teardrop. My chest feels heavy and I feel more of the tears slide down my face. A wail is sounding somewhere far away, loud and piercing. It's me, my mouth open and screaming out in denial. I've completely broken down, and I know that is a bad thing to do. Some of the other demons look at us, or rather at me. I hear footsteps, maybe a pair of them. This is bad. I can't just sit here crying.
The problem is resolved, as I feel something grasp hard at my neck. Its crushing my windpipe, and I can only choke as I try to breathe. A red faced, horned demon stares me in the eye. The beast is lifting me off of the ground, my feet dangling in thin air. Its piercing yellow eyes narrow at me, almost in disgust. I feel terrified. This guy is huge; I remember seeing one of them try to fight Forneus in the lobby. The thing seems male at least. It shakes me like a rag doll, quieting my sobs instantly. I'm frozen in fear and have no idea what to do.
“Cryin' little shit. I'd tell ya to shut up and man up, but you ain't even a man!” The ogre growls, its tone harsh and threatening. I do take offense at his insult but there's no way I'm saying anything to his face. I don't want my head clubbed in. Shit, I want to go home. This isn't fair. Why do I have to do this? I know I owe the old guy a favor, but still...I wish he'd left me for dead. I blink, noticing the red demon titling his head to the side. I can feel energy building up behind me, like a sort of pressure. Almost instantly, I am thrown to the side, my body flying in the air. I smash against the floor, feeling my bones rattle and shake as my limp form rolls around the ground from the impact.
I scream, the pain racking through my body. This guy is different. He's not like those purple pushovers. I can hear the spells hitting the red beast, though my head is pounding. It dully screams in my ears. I taste blood in my mouth, in the back of my throat. Pixie's small form is wavering, though I feel her gather up energy again. She places her hands on my forehead, drops of blood running down my face. The light is so calming and soothing. I feel my bones start to re-bind, the pain causing me to see black. It passes after a couple seconds, the agonizing pain turning into sharp aches. My body is better, but still weak from the energy absorption. Being thrown on the floor didn't help either. I get on one knee, watching the ogre try to swat at Shikigami. The paper demon is much too fast. It swims through his clumsy strikes, the beast getting more and more frustrated. It turns this way, its expression slightly shocked.
“Tch. Damn fairy. You shoulda let the weakling die,” It says, brandishing its club. I try to stand up, but fall down on the ground again. My body aches so badly. I just want to go to sleep. In my bed, in my own room. I don't want to keep fighting. The ogre towers over me, Pixie's fluttering slowing down somewhat. She must be tired from using her magic. I grab the small sprite, tugging her behind me. The demon looks me in the eyes, its expression one of glee as it lifts its club over its head.
“You're gonna die first,eh? Shame. I'd rather keep you for myself,” It says. I shudder at the thought, horrible images going through my mind. I look behind me, Pixie slowly fluttering in the air.
“Go to hell,” I say, watching as the club descends down on my head.
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