Ira Incarna

Chapter 3 "Wrath Incarnate"

Everything inside the cottage is warm and lovely, as they eat joyfully in this atmosphere to their hearts contents.

Jokes are being thrown here and about, making the day even better than as it is already.

The union between those four members could fill anyone's lonely heart as the scene unfolds with a great start.

Their acceptance of everything no matter the discretion is apparent, turning the table into one small festivity.

Masha can be seen smiling every time the girl can join her beloved one's conversation once more at least, as she missed them all to much, showing her happiness in being together with them.

However that current countenance of hers is actually a facade, for the futures clutches still etches itself deep within, like a morbid scar tainting her very helpless soul, worrying her to no avail.

"Sauce? where is the sauce? It is right there spilling out of your nose haha!" her father's boisterous Northern Germanic accent booms all around the dinner while they continued to laugh it all out.

"Pfffttttt there's a little bit of water spilling from your nose mother Bahaha?". Lycanad called out to her, making the latter blush wide-eyed from embarrassment while the rest starts to wildly laugh at that small detail.

Elisha pouted her displeasures, however, her expressions betrayed the length of its seriousness as she chuckles from the thought of it; those peculiar features she made.

At this point, there was no questioning why she married such a joker of a father, because it was making their mother all giddy in laughter.

"Big brother Lycanad! you should have seen your face when I leaped into your beddings, they looked like a surprised duck!" Masha blurted out randomly, which only continues to fuel the bunch's endless wheezing.

But to Masha, that was all a ruse to help ease her thoughts as it begins to waver.

Because while all three of them ceaselessly converse and happily ate their steak with each other, Masha at that time begins to slowly doze away, as if reminded by something.

For all the Suddenly fragments of memories from her future begins to piece itself together, paving back to the time when there was annihilating chaos slowly destroying this world.

* * * * * *

Maddening infernal screams echoed throughout the reddened skies of Lucrezia raining down acidic blood.

Undead creatures with saggy flesh and monsters alien to this world idled about, roaming all over the gurgling ooze filled deserted lands.

While hundreds of skeletal vestiges and entrails litter the surrounding area, heightening into staggering amounts till it reaches mountainous size.

What once was filled with life, was now nothing more but desecrated ruins, burning into smithereens from the aftermath of a galactic daemon invasion.

And as this scene continues to unfold, the horrific screeches of a powerful monster could be heard as if it is leading these mindless hordes of death and destruction.

Rising from the amalgamation of countless corpses is a hell spawn of tortuous descent.

Its stature beholds it's full unholy prowess, making it humanoid in form yet not by nature.

For its pale yellowish jaded body was reversed backward with its ribs piercing through the outer chest cavities, while its bones are protruding outwards into razor blades or spike-like appendages, combined with its spine that acts as its frontal hides instead.

The things limbs are all malformed as well, making the creature double-jointed by design, while it's head twitches erratically with its rabid drool foaming down from its jagged teeth.

They ravage the helpless with their infernal novas jettisoning out from their hands, it notions to scorch the latter through hells flames, perfectly created for perpetual suffering.

Such creatures were the common rabble among the first to invade this world, yet with its form being just as horrid, it still manages to fool and kill everyone.

As it looks like something that could utterly destroy all the living intelligible creatures, However, in reality, those abominations are only tougher and faster than a normal person in this world, with only having the ability to conjure those unholy flames.

These vile ferocious beasts are not the main brunt of the army and are only ranking as the scouts of hell's invasion on Lucrezia.

It is only because both of its morbid features and agility like strength are being extracted from the people's corpses, that these things became the front of the first wave.

It is what the Holy Order first called an Imp, And as the creatures screech it's alien-like bloody calling, something came to pass their judgment . . .

"SKRIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE -" *Sglack

*drip drip drip

A metallic bolt glides through the air and pierces its already malformed head, causing it to slump down sloppily on the blood-stained fleshy floor.

*Thud thud thud thud

Loud footsteps threaded towards the monster's carcass as the drop dead thing murmurs unintelligibly in pain, it tried moving slightly; Only to have its cranium be crushed into a pulp.

For the woman clad in metal Armor stomps down at it unhesitatingly.

*Squelch

All the meanwhile more malefic shadow Walker's of all kinds came to their dead ones cries and screamed at her with all their usable vocal cords.

Yet as the being was terribly taunted at, not a single shred of fear is visible on the metal woman, obviously battle hardened from experience.

It, the entity that stands maybe female in form and heart but not in demeanor, for an eternal hatred replaced that a long time ago, it rages through the blood in her veins with great fervor.

And when the foul hell kin finished bellowing their ghoulish fervor, silence with stood as the cocking sound of an alien weapon could be heard in her arms.

*Cachak

"KKKRRRRRRAAAAAAHHHHH-"

"SKRRIEEEEEEEEE-"

For the unnamed warrior once again begins its Onslaught of vengeance.

***

"Masha? Masha sweetie are you okay?". the voice of her concerned father asks her questioningly.

"Huh Ohh, it's nothing". Masha replies to her father's concerns realising that she dozed off to the terrible nightmare.

Still unsure whether she is telling the truth or not her father continued "Well if anything is bothering you please feel free to tell us, deary".

"Its really nothing Papa". No matter how much she wanted to just spill the beans, Masha just couldn't tell them at the get-go, not yet at least.

"Well Okay then, If you say so". with her father's notions, he dismisses the matter.

Yet this still garners the attention of her mother's skepticism for she thought otherwise as the event this morning is noted, but didn't bother to ask about it anyways for Masha confirmed her plight earlier back then, trusting her daughter.

So while they continued to eat their morning meal, getting ready to prepare for the days' labor.

Masha was checking herself out, trying to asses which part of her body should she strengthen first.

'Display Status' Masha calls out in her mind.

(Masha Alluvidan) (Race: De' Lucrezian) (Age: 5) (Height: 4ft) (Width: 32cm) (Class: None)

(Life Power: 25/25) (Regal Power: 5/5)

(Armor: None)

Strength: 3

Perception: 4

Agility: 3

Dexterity: 4

Endurance: 2

Constitution: 3

Intelligence: 5

Wisdom: 2

Charisma: 7

Skills: None

Spells: None

'Well damn, I need to work on my constitution'. Masha thought to herself when she saw her Status, 'hmmm I'll think about it later I have some chores to do after all'.

Closing her status window Masha finishes her meal to get ready for today's tasks.