The Consumer
"What is this... accursed, wretched power?" The Devourer gasped, finally feeling real threat. He bounced back to his feet and struck Ran with his purple-sheen sword. "What have you wrought?"
"I merely tapped on an ancient source of magic:" Ran smiled, blocking the sword by the backbone of it. "The power of Inari Okami."
"Comical! There is no God helping you!" The Devourer complained. He retracted the sword and continued the offense, thrusting his blade to Ran's vital organs. "There is no holy presence near you."
"That is because of your twisted vision." Ran leapt to the right side of the Devourer. "You see the holy power as that of sin."
"Do not cloud my judgment!" The Devourer growled, firing a black orb of energy. Ran sommersaulted to dodge the energy orb, which exploded behind her with a crack.
"How long, Yukari-sama..." Ran silently looked to Yukari.
"John I need you to keep holding my hands-" Yukari began, but she couldn't make contact as John flew towards the dark angel standing by the Devourer. "Goddammit."
'What do you mean, I died?'
Isn't it obvious, you simpleton? Your life. It's over. You're on the other side of the living.
'Stop lying to me. I feel fine. See?'
That is because your spirit is in enlightenment. You will receive judgment soon and head off to either the heaven, the Netherworld, or hell.
'Ha, I already know my destination.'
What do you mean?
Yuuka's vision, 1500 years ago
"Bring in the prisoner."
A teal-haired reaper brought in a young, green-haired Youkai to the stand. The Youkai looked dignified, glaring at the reaper as the reaper brought the Youkai down to her knees. The Youkai snarled, and faced the judge.
"Name?"
"Kazami Yuuka."
"Species?"
"What?"
"I said, species."
"I don't know."
"Age?"
"I don't know."
"What do you know, then?"
"My name, what I'm wearing, what I had for dinner yesterday..."
"..."
"I had this one really good outside food called smoked ham. Apparently it's from a region called Europe."
"Any significant things that I should know about?"
"...none."
"Very well. Kazami Yuuka, accused of violently murdering approximately 4000 humans without proper reason in a single day-"
"6000, actually."
"...will be sentenced to eternal imprisonment in the bottom-most prison cell in Hell, the Hell of Blazing Fire."
"...how are you holding up?"
"Who the hell are you?"
"Shikieiki Yamaxanadu, newly appointed Yama of Gensokyo."
"You mean that purple robe-bitch is being replaced? Oh what joy."
"The sentence still stands."
"I know. I'm to rot here for hours on end. Goddamn, it's hotter than usual. Let me take off my shirt real quick."
"...keep your vulgar nudity to yourself."
"So, why is the great Yama of Gensokyo here?"
"I heard that some of the most heinous criminals of Hell hailed from Gensokyo. I wanted to study you to judge the outlaws of Gensokyo better."
"Outlaws? Hah! You don't know shit about Gensokyo. Folks over there are the nicest. They laze about, drinking and partying, having fun."
"Then they will be guilty of the deadly sin of sloth."
"...heh."
"The real reason why I've come down here is to make a deal with you."
"A deal, you say?"
"Yes. I need someone to customize me into Gensokyo so that all humans and Youkais can fear my presence."
"What are you, a dictator?"
"Silence! I am merely trying to keep order to that chaotic land you came from."
"So you need a tour guide."
"It's not a tour!"
"Aww, shut up. Working in Gensokyo is going to be the best part of your Yama life."
"...will you take the deal?"
"What's in it for me?"
"I will get you out of Hell until you die once more."
"And what happens if I die again?"
"Depending on your actions, your next destination will change."
"...so if I act good, Yama-momma will give me some pat on the back, some sweet candy, and send me up to heaven."
"Precisely."
"...I'm in."
Yuuka's vision, 500 years ago
"...Yuuka."
"Ah, Shikieiki."
"That's Miss Yamaxanadu to you."
"Whatever. Have a seat, let me prepare some flower tea for you."
"I actually came by just to say this to you."
"What is it?"
"...Yuuka... I tried... so hard..."
"What happened?"
"The Ten Kings... they rejected my plea... I can't get you out of Hell..."
"..."
"I tried everything..."
"...It's fine. I wasn't hoping for it anyway."
Pretty sad tale.
'It happens.'
...Tell you what. I'll grant you another chance.
'What?'
I'll trick those Ten Kings. You'll be given a full revival.
'You can do that? How-'
I'm your alternative. I can sacrifice myself to grant you another living.
'Hell, that means I owe you one.'
Of course you do. Come on, step through this door here, and-





