DeviRyuuD
Devilicious Devi
Devi`s Path, 3rd chapter added
Hello devilmaycry.org,
You know, i havent posted anything in this thread yet except comments and criticism to other people`s work, and it`s time for me to enjoy the criticism aswell. I present to you my first fanfic ever, on wich i started working in 2007, July. It`s happening in a MMORPG - Ragnarok Online world setting and has nothing in common with the DMC universe. The characters used are real people from the game, from which most agreed to star in the story, I present to you Devi`s Path!
A little interrupt before you start reading it, i`ll post the first two chapters now and each 4 days another 1 chapter. =]
I hope you`ll enjoy reading it as i enjoyed writing it.
It doesnt have enough place for the 2nd chapter so i`ll make another post... sorry for that.
Written by a former RO player Devi, currently known as DeviRyuuD, a small tale about his adventures in Sapientes Gladio
DEVI`S PATH
A new criminal
I. The awfull event.
One fine morning, in the slums of Morroc..
A raging manly scream was heard from the lower floor, saying: "Wake the Hell up bastard!!!"
Sleepy eyes couln`t open, although they knew what will happen if they don`t.
Another scream - "Devi Mammon! I said wake up!"
"I`m awake..." A weedly reply came from the young half-asleep man with long white hair, who was lieing on a halfbroken bed. The sheets were all dirty... most likely as if nobody has washed them for ages, the floors - dirty... dust on every single object in the room, even on a cactus, not too uncommon for a city in the dessert... After the scream... The half-asleep man thought to himself "You sick bastard... it`s so early..."
Foot steps were heard and closing in, as the stair creaks got louder and louder, the young mans heart started pounding...he knew what will happen next if he dosent get up in time - before the Chef comes in...heart punding so strong, as if it`ll explode from the pressure, cold sweat ..dripping... adrenaline... rushing....
The footsteps stoped... a loud splash noise is heard from the otherside of the locked door, as if somebody has dropped a bucket of water, but there was no noise of anything falling, just the splash. The young man remained a little frightened, sitting in the bed...the key lock suddenly turned...
...
***
My name is Devi, i`m a young, actually curently 17 year old guy, who has to live an awfull life. It wasn`t allways like this... My father - Meyford was a tough and powerful Lord Knight, he was known through out all Midgard, rumours say that he was the reincarnation of Loki. He was the Leader of the guild Arcane. Me and my family, mom and dad, lived in a castle - Holy Shadow. ...So did my dads guildies. They were funny people, gathered from all over the world, they actually taught me how to use a sword and shield. Was a great time and i swore that one day i`ll take my dads place and I`ll lead Arcane to victory, to glory and make this name immortal, but as all dreams...this one also came crashing down. One day, the castle was taken away... All my family, all of Arcane was slaughtered in Holy Shadow, the castle was half destroyed, nobody survived, records say that a half of the bodies weren`t found in that count - Meyfords body. Everyone had died, including me. - That`s what they`ve been telling me since 12, since the awfull battle for Holy Shadow. They said my body wasnt in such a bad shape when they found me - i was still able to be ressurected and live a normal life.. only the scars on my arms, legs, my chest and back have left since that time... and me.. the last of the Mammon clan.
Right now i live with my stepfather Hypnox, a little over-board strict old man, a thief - a murdurer...
***
A little scared, with sweat still dripping off his forehead, he started to get out of the bed, dressed in a dirrty undershirt, wich had a weird drawing on it, like a ghost in the middle of a rectangle, sits on the bed, he put his legs on the dirrty, aged wooden floor, wich looked as if you could get splinters in your foots, by just walking on it. "The dust and water does it`s job.." he thought to himself. Stood up and slowly started walking towards the unlocked door. With a shaking hand he pulled the door knob and without hesitating, he snaped the door open.
"What the..." He thought to himself - "there`s blood on the steps, and on the walls..., but where`s...", he looked up, the ceiling was a bit stained with blood, he looked worried, "where`s uncle...Hy..". Just before he got to finish his thought a loud screams came from the street. A woman shouted "He`s dead, he`s dead!", a man next to her - "Who did this to him.. the poor Hyp..". Devi ran up to the window of his room, there he was.. uncle Hypnoxes dead body, ripped apart with deep brouses on his chest. "As if a dragon had clawed him" Devi thought to himself... More people came, even Priests that were not far from here - they tryed to ressurect him, but it was no use...a few people looked up at the window.
Hours passed, nobody noticed Devi who was looking through the window, he was forgotten. Hypnoxes body was already carried away. All that was left were the stains of blood on the street and sand of Morroc. With wide eyes Devi still watched at the huge stain out the window, not even a single soul came near the house anymore. Devi smirked. "He`s gone...." he whispered "He`s gone!" he said it louder... hysterically started laughing, with tears dripping off his cheeks, he repeated to himself "He`s gone!" Devi was was sad that he had lost his only relative…
"What is this?" A man dressed in white monks clothes spoted the brown stain on the ground while passing by. He thought he`d better ask what has happened here, "Maybe somebody in that house could know.." he wondered.
Devi was crying so hard, he could barely breathe. A light shined from the stairs, through the open door of his room.
"What, what`s this light? Turn it off!" Devi yelled.
The light started to lapse and a clear image of a man was seen.. Short white hair, green-gray eyes, a little pale oval faced guy, dressed in white clothes - white sandals, socks, white pants and a open vest.
Devi: "Who are you!?" he yelled
Monk: "My name is not important at the moment, please, will you tell me what happened here" in a calm and polite voice, he smirked "somehow, you remind me of somebody i know.."
Devi: "What do you mean?" frightened.
Monk closed in, gave Devi a hankie: "Here, whipe the tears off, a man shouldnt cry so much.." ...."Well, there was once this man i knew, a very powerful man, he was known allthrough Midgard and" he smirked again "you have his eyes!" he smiled.
Devi: "What are you talking about?" sigh "you shouldnt be here!"
Monk: "I guess, but something troubled me about this place, i felt an aura that was very similar to that mans who i was talking about earlyer, that was the reason i came this way abd then a saw that dark stain on the ground…" he thought "hmm"...silence... "yes, i guess i`m right, you`re Devi Mammon right?"
Devi: "W-what? you know my name?"
Monk started laughing "But offcourse i do! You`re the son of Meyford... haha!" ... "Excause my impolitence, my name is..."
Devi rushely asked "How do you know me, and how do you know my father?"
Monk was a little amazed..."That boy" he thought "has the nerve to speak to me that way..? After i was so polite to him?"
Devi: "Well?"
Monk thought "Spoiled brat... not even close to his father.. although.. in some way... " smirked, and in the same voice as before "My name is Sakenomi" he said it with a broken smile on his face.
Hello devilmaycry.org,
You know, i havent posted anything in this thread yet except comments and criticism to other people`s work, and it`s time for me to enjoy the criticism aswell. I present to you my first fanfic ever, on wich i started working in 2007, July. It`s happening in a MMORPG - Ragnarok Online world setting and has nothing in common with the DMC universe. The characters used are real people from the game, from which most agreed to star in the story, I present to you Devi`s Path!
A little interrupt before you start reading it, i`ll post the first two chapters now and each 4 days another 1 chapter. =]
I hope you`ll enjoy reading it as i enjoyed writing it.
It doesnt have enough place for the 2nd chapter so i`ll make another post... sorry for that.
Devi said:WARNING! This fan fiction contains strong language and explict material that some readers might find offensive.
Written by a former RO player Devi, currently known as DeviRyuuD, a small tale about his adventures in Sapientes Gladio
DEVI`S PATH
A new criminal
I. The awfull event.
One fine morning, in the slums of Morroc..
A raging manly scream was heard from the lower floor, saying: "Wake the Hell up bastard!!!"
Sleepy eyes couln`t open, although they knew what will happen if they don`t.
Another scream - "Devi Mammon! I said wake up!"
"I`m awake..." A weedly reply came from the young half-asleep man with long white hair, who was lieing on a halfbroken bed. The sheets were all dirty... most likely as if nobody has washed them for ages, the floors - dirty... dust on every single object in the room, even on a cactus, not too uncommon for a city in the dessert... After the scream... The half-asleep man thought to himself "You sick bastard... it`s so early..."
Foot steps were heard and closing in, as the stair creaks got louder and louder, the young mans heart started pounding...he knew what will happen next if he dosent get up in time - before the Chef comes in...heart punding so strong, as if it`ll explode from the pressure, cold sweat ..dripping... adrenaline... rushing....
The footsteps stoped... a loud splash noise is heard from the otherside of the locked door, as if somebody has dropped a bucket of water, but there was no noise of anything falling, just the splash. The young man remained a little frightened, sitting in the bed...the key lock suddenly turned...
...
***
My name is Devi, i`m a young, actually curently 17 year old guy, who has to live an awfull life. It wasn`t allways like this... My father - Meyford was a tough and powerful Lord Knight, he was known through out all Midgard, rumours say that he was the reincarnation of Loki. He was the Leader of the guild Arcane. Me and my family, mom and dad, lived in a castle - Holy Shadow. ...So did my dads guildies. They were funny people, gathered from all over the world, they actually taught me how to use a sword and shield. Was a great time and i swore that one day i`ll take my dads place and I`ll lead Arcane to victory, to glory and make this name immortal, but as all dreams...this one also came crashing down. One day, the castle was taken away... All my family, all of Arcane was slaughtered in Holy Shadow, the castle was half destroyed, nobody survived, records say that a half of the bodies weren`t found in that count - Meyfords body. Everyone had died, including me. - That`s what they`ve been telling me since 12, since the awfull battle for Holy Shadow. They said my body wasnt in such a bad shape when they found me - i was still able to be ressurected and live a normal life.. only the scars on my arms, legs, my chest and back have left since that time... and me.. the last of the Mammon clan.
Right now i live with my stepfather Hypnox, a little over-board strict old man, a thief - a murdurer...
***
A little scared, with sweat still dripping off his forehead, he started to get out of the bed, dressed in a dirrty undershirt, wich had a weird drawing on it, like a ghost in the middle of a rectangle, sits on the bed, he put his legs on the dirrty, aged wooden floor, wich looked as if you could get splinters in your foots, by just walking on it. "The dust and water does it`s job.." he thought to himself. Stood up and slowly started walking towards the unlocked door. With a shaking hand he pulled the door knob and without hesitating, he snaped the door open.
"What the..." He thought to himself - "there`s blood on the steps, and on the walls..., but where`s...", he looked up, the ceiling was a bit stained with blood, he looked worried, "where`s uncle...Hy..". Just before he got to finish his thought a loud screams came from the street. A woman shouted "He`s dead, he`s dead!", a man next to her - "Who did this to him.. the poor Hyp..". Devi ran up to the window of his room, there he was.. uncle Hypnoxes dead body, ripped apart with deep brouses on his chest. "As if a dragon had clawed him" Devi thought to himself... More people came, even Priests that were not far from here - they tryed to ressurect him, but it was no use...a few people looked up at the window.
Hours passed, nobody noticed Devi who was looking through the window, he was forgotten. Hypnoxes body was already carried away. All that was left were the stains of blood on the street and sand of Morroc. With wide eyes Devi still watched at the huge stain out the window, not even a single soul came near the house anymore. Devi smirked. "He`s gone...." he whispered "He`s gone!" he said it louder... hysterically started laughing, with tears dripping off his cheeks, he repeated to himself "He`s gone!" Devi was was sad that he had lost his only relative…
"What is this?" A man dressed in white monks clothes spoted the brown stain on the ground while passing by. He thought he`d better ask what has happened here, "Maybe somebody in that house could know.." he wondered.
Devi was crying so hard, he could barely breathe. A light shined from the stairs, through the open door of his room.
"What, what`s this light? Turn it off!" Devi yelled.
The light started to lapse and a clear image of a man was seen.. Short white hair, green-gray eyes, a little pale oval faced guy, dressed in white clothes - white sandals, socks, white pants and a open vest.
Devi: "Who are you!?" he yelled
Monk: "My name is not important at the moment, please, will you tell me what happened here" in a calm and polite voice, he smirked "somehow, you remind me of somebody i know.."
Devi: "What do you mean?" frightened.
Monk closed in, gave Devi a hankie: "Here, whipe the tears off, a man shouldnt cry so much.." ...."Well, there was once this man i knew, a very powerful man, he was known allthrough Midgard and" he smirked again "you have his eyes!" he smiled.
Devi: "What are you talking about?" sigh "you shouldnt be here!"
Monk: "I guess, but something troubled me about this place, i felt an aura that was very similar to that mans who i was talking about earlyer, that was the reason i came this way abd then a saw that dark stain on the ground…" he thought "hmm"...silence... "yes, i guess i`m right, you`re Devi Mammon right?"
Devi: "W-what? you know my name?"
Monk started laughing "But offcourse i do! You`re the son of Meyford... haha!" ... "Excause my impolitence, my name is..."
Devi rushely asked "How do you know me, and how do you know my father?"
Monk was a little amazed..."That boy" he thought "has the nerve to speak to me that way..? After i was so polite to him?"
Devi: "Well?"
Monk thought "Spoiled brat... not even close to his father.. although.. in some way... " smirked, and in the same voice as before "My name is Sakenomi" he said it with a broken smile on his face.