Asch Fanfiction

Asch Fanfiction



Title: Requiem



Chapter 1: Bloodied Sword




He stood there, little messes of blood were on his oracle clothing and his pale skin. His emerald eyes so no remorse, no possible mercy or pity. He held his tempered sword in his right hand, the edge and the tip of the sword was drowned in gore. He looked down at his enemies that were decapitated and stabbed to death. He begun walking over to the last, remaining one. He was breathing, but he could get up. As Asch had already put his foot on his stomach. Asch swung his sword into the air, as it had reached the climax, he then swung it back down. The blade stopping halfway, through the forest leaves the blade shined red. "Who hired you? Who told you to attack supples from chesedonia?" He said in a very hated, sharp tone. "I was just following my leader's orders... since you already killed the leader of the assault.. we're useless! ahahaa1" The man seemed slightly insane from seeing the bloodied sword, Perhaps it was the mere fright of death that drove him insane. Asch looked at him with hatred, and once again swung his sword up, this time he swung back down with such force he couldn't hope to possibly stop it. As the sword's edge was lodged into the man's forehead, deep within. As grabbed it by both hands and pulled it out. He looked at his sword and held it high up into the air, the sun's edge was still reflected on it. He stood there for a moment. and slowly lowered it, putting it to rest within it's sheath. He looked at the crippled dead man, and narrowed his eyes. "I know you knew more then you were saying, stupid." As he turned his back, his hair floating sideways from the sharp turn, the sun now reflecting on his crimson hair. He stopped and looked up abit, seeing that strings of hair were out of place, he swung his hand nder them, putting them back into place, He then resumed walking and vanished after awhile. As now carrion's were feeding upon the corpse's of his enemies.


Chapter 2: Revelation


As he now stood before the city, he folded his arms in a bored manner, he now turned his head to his comrade. "Hey Largo..Wy was I called along to assist you? taking down a cultist sounds pretty easy to me.." He nodded back his head. "His a powerful fonist, Though I doubt his worth anything. I think being a fonist is his only redeeming quality, other his his faith." The large manned said in disdain as he turned his head to his companion, He then turned his head in the same direction. "So what is this about him believing in a god, called 'Fenrir'?" Asch asked almost impatiently, in such a manner it was obnoxious. "Beats me... I think it has something to do about redemption of the body and soul.. or whatever. Thats all the information I got, besides his hiding in a hiddin shrine around here. I find it stereotypical for him to be hiding there.. and whats even stranger, its a shrine for Sylph, Not Fenrir..." Largo replied calmly, then begun walking forward. Asch soon followed. As they now entered the stone-covered city. The city streets were made of flagstones, as some of the building were made of marble. As the two stopped, Asch turned to his companion. "Tch... This is where we part ways, Im going to the shrine and hopefully end it quickly. You should go investigate his gaudy followers... That was the what the command was, right?" Asch smirked abit. "You make it sound easy, this city is fairly large, and the residense is on the priests side... It may not go easily, Even if we were given permission to terminate any obstacles. Just don't go overboard... Asch". Largo said fairly calmly, as he begun walking down the northeast, Asch soon followed, but he went straight down the road.



Asch had splitup with Largo, Now he was almost out of the city - but from the opposite side from the city whence he entered. "Took long enough... Huh.. He wasn't joking, this city is huge..." Asch said this as he kept walking, he now stood infront of the exit of the city. He looked out of it, seeing a lust, green forest. He smirked and kept walking. The shrine was hidden inside the forest. As he treaded the woods quickly, After minutes of maneuvering around he now finally stood before rocky remains of a temple. It was small and the column pillars were cracked and sketched with weeds and vines. He looked closer at the temple that stood before his eyes, and saw it was actually larger then a shrine. Asch put his right hand onto his sword handle, gripping it tightly, he drew it slowly and steadily, As he finally drew it, he swung it down. "Just come out, I know you've been there!" Asch looked at his surrounding and saw only trees and the temple that was decorated with the forest's roots and vines. "Come out! I know you're there...." Asch said looking in all direction, as his eyes came blank, he quickly looked up, seeinng a giant of a man crashing down, his sword aiming for his head. Asch rolled sideways, hitting his legs against a pillar. Asch got back up and looked at the giant with cold emerald eyes. "Tch! You almost got me there, you flesh mound! But I'm afraid thats all". Asch charged as he said these verbally abusive words, he swung his sword with both of his hands, hitting the man's hip, As the giant man froze, Asch looked up smiling wickedly. Sliding his sword horizontally to his other hip, As he swung it with full-force, the man's torso was removed from his hips, Blood now flowed the temple's ground. "Too bad for you, I'm quick and more efficient then a orge like you could be!" Asch turned around, heading for the temple's entrance. The giant of a man just kept muttering, "Revelation Revelation... Revelation". Asch looked back after entering the temple. The man had gone silent, He was dead and a giant puddle of blood now surrounded the man.



Chapter 3: Recreate



Asch now stood infront of the priest, the room was lit with candles and torches. Asch still has his sword drawn and looked up at the priest who not faced him, He was standing before the altar. "Ohh child... had you come to be free? to be happy? to be...." The man was sharply interrupted by Asch. "I'm here to send you to hell, old man!". "Hell is not where I be going my boy... Heaven is where I'll be going to, For I have cleansed many of my children from their sins!" The Priest was merely babbling to Asch, Asch looked at him with hatred and disgust. "Just die... I'm getting bored from you're so called sermons..." Asch raised his sword, the tip was now pointing at the man. "I am not the one who'll die here boy.. come now... do you honestly think you can beat a embodiment of Fenrir?" The Man rose his hand quickly, He smiled and merely scuffed at Asch. "Play dead my child..." The Priest now lowered his hand, As Asch was brought to his knees from a sudden pain. He soon realized he was hit by a fonic lance.. "W..what..? You didn't even read the fon verse! who are you? No one could cast that quickly..!" Asch was surprised and now felt absolute hate towards the man. Asch Got up as soon at the lance has degenerated back into small particles. "You aren't going to do that again!" As Asch begun charging, He swung his sword at the priest who damaged him, However the priest merely crounched onto the floor, being right under Asch's Swing. "Goodbye my boy." As the priest swung his fist at Asch's stomach. "Tch.... I know better then to get hit by you're fists, old man...! "Asch sprung himself sideways, and vertically dropped his sword onto the man's neck, He kept slicing it down, When it had reached the floor, The man's head was decapitated and blood was pouring. "Heh... well, that's done..."



Chapter 3: Valentine



"Asch! Are you going to give anyone a valentine?" As the little girl kept asking Asch without pause. Asch finally looked back at Arietta. "No I am not, Shouldn't you be writing a valentine for the fon master?" As Asch had said this Arietta hid her face behind her stuff doll. "I already have... I think you, Dist and Largo on the only ones with an exception of the commandant... I mean, He always sends something like a valentine to his grandfather and little sister..." Arietta removed the stuff animal and looked at Asch. "And... Legretta gave her valentine to Van..." Arietta paused for a moment and smiled up at Asch. "You can give people valentines without meaning you love them... I mean, I get alot from the god generals and all they say are relative to my work and feedback... Only one I got that was actually was a Valentine was from either Sync or.... Ion.. and Sync is off somewhere..." The girl now fell silent as she averted her eyes. "His cleaning up bandits in the Deo pass.. I think his actually glad to get away from this so called.. 'holiday'... Course, I'm the one that should of went, I have no one... I'm no better then that four-eyed fon-machine freak!" Asch said hatefully looking at Arietta. Asch turned around walking away with a hurrying pace. As he reached out he hooked his left hand onto his pale face. As he left his finger's seperated, he looked up at the sun and it gleamed as brightly as ever. "Tch..."



As Asch sat against the wall now supported his back, he looked up at the cloudy sky. " It'll rain soon.... so much for a valentine" As he turned his head sideways, looking at the earth. He closed his eyes in despair and kept silent. As he opened his eyes again, it was pouring rain down all around him. He looked about realizing he fell asleep, As he looked up he saw the inside of a umbrella. He moved his right shoulder and felt it leaning against him. "What the hell..?" Asch closed his eyes and opened them again, realizing that there was a valentine at the base of the umbrella. He took it up and held it with his right, he tore it open and saw a piece of paper, as he unfolded the paper and begun reading it.


Happy Valentine day Luke! I hope this reached you! I asked Van to give this to you! I hope you enjoy it! Please remember our proposal! It'd mean alot to me! Also, Guy told me you wanted a valentine from someone, so here it is! Bye bye!


Natalia Luzu Lanvaldear



Asch looked at it for a long time, as he crumpled it up and lowered his head, clinching the paper between his hands, As he begun weeping, the rain only became heavier. As he looked and read it again, he folded it back up and held it tightly in his hand, As he picked up the envelope at which it was held in. As he looked at the envelope and tears begun falling onto it. He clinched it tightly yet again and grabbed the umbrella, holding it in his left hand, he quickly got up and troded away into the rain, He soon realized, the rain had stopped, He closed the umbrella and swung it onto his left shoulder, As he entered the cathedral, he was met with a little girl. "Asch! why are you crying?" Arietta drew closer to Asch, now standing right before him now. "Nothing.... Just... crying is all" Asch looked down at her with depression written on his face, He felt happy, yet a absurd amount of hatred wailing up inside of him.