Terraria: Hardmode
Chapter 59: Chapter 59 - A Familiar God.
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A scene of absolute carnage was present within the lab of Dr. Draedon, the cyborg genius of Yharim’s forces. Blood and gore littered the hallways, an aftermath of a wrathful Brimstone Witch. Walls were dented, ceilings were collapsed, and a large array of mechanical equipment sparked in their damaged state.
A sudden series of footsteps could be heard echoing throughout the halls of the lab, breaking the eerie dead silence. A broken light source that was etched onto the ceiling swings back and forth as its light graced the form of the silver-haired, dark-skinned witch.
“Where is it? I know it’s here somewhere,” Calamitas comments with anger still present in her tone, blood drenched onto her clothing. “There must be a way to get to that lower level,” She grunts in annoyance, “This place is messing with my powers, so I need to search for it the old fashion way.”
An injured guard suddenly coughs as he is currently on the floor, but leaning his back against a wall. Seeing him, the witch drew ever closer while saying:
“You. Where are the entrances to that lower laboratory? I know it exists, and it’s not a coincidence that this place can hide its makeup from my eyes.”
She now stood mere inches away from the down guard’s left foot. Said guard coughs once more before replying:
“I… I won’t tell you anything…”
Calamitas raises her right eyebrow, “Seriously? You’re still loyal to Yharim and Draedon even now?” She chuckles, “They don't even care about you… you worthless puppet…”
“N-no…” The guard responds strugglingly, “I f-fear them… more than y-you.”
The witch lowers herself to the floor; holding herself up with a single knee. She grabs the guard’s black hair, causing him to grunt in discomfort, and pulls his head upward. Their gazes meet one another as absolute fury was drenched in Calamitas’s features.
“You think they are more to be feared than me?” She questions. “I reduced entire seas to barren deserts. I’ve killed gods and deities without even needing a ‘Devourer’ to do it. I destroyed entire continents with a flick of my wrist,” The witch brings her face closer as the guard’s eyes widened in horror, “I was BORN with power, while those two needed to augment themselves to even reach my heights. Many consider Yharim to be the greatest form of calamity, but I am the very embodiment of it. It’s in my name…” Calamitas lets go of the guard and rises up to her full stature, looking down upon him before saying:
“Now, I’ll ask you one more time: Where. Is. The. Entrance?”
The guard’s fear causes him to strugglingly take a breath, let alone responding to the witch’s inquiry. However, despite it all, he swallows a lump in his throat with a cold sweat and answers:
“I-I’ll take my chances, ma’am. K-kill me… you’d be doing me a favor... and release me from this hell.”
Calamitas simply laughs in response, her laughter echoing throughout the hallway. She shortly recovers with a small bit of chuckling and says:
“Kill you? No, you don’t get to have such a sweet release,” A fiery crimson aura surrounds her right hand as she aims it towards him, “You fool… There are fates even worse than death. I tried to be reasonable, and all I wanted was one small piece of information... but now we’re going to do this my way. Your soul is mine!”
The red aura around her hand elongates towards the guard, and upon making contact with him, it begins to retract into Calamitas. However, it was also dragging out a humanoid blue/white transparent figure from the guard’s form. All the while, he began to scream in pain and torment.
The guard’s screams were suddenly and instantly cut off. His face began to cave in as if he were starving for months on end; eyes retreating into his skull. He lost all color to his once tanned-skinned body, replaced by a ghostly white.
The red energy was now returned to the witch, but so too was the soul that she had just absorbed. A sudden surge of power surrounds her as she comments:
“Not only did your soul increase my power, but I now have access to your memories,” Calamitas seems to close her eyes in thought as if she were searching inwardly. Then, a smile adorns her features and she opens her eyes while saying:
“There it is.”
-TERRARIA, THE DUNGEON: DEPTHS-
Within the absolute depths of The Dungeon, Greed, Athena, Silence, and Polterghast continued to converse. Granted, the collective of thousands of souls remained silent for the most part. The three ancients sat in a triangle around the table. Silence and Athena on one side, the terrarian form of Greed on the other.
Greed claps his hands together and says:
“So we’re all in agreement. We will join together to face The GrimDark, and the mortals will take care of The Underworld’s forces lead by Nyarlathotep,” He then glances towards Polterghast, “However, the ghostly anomaly comes with me,” The Ancient looks back towards the others present, “Sweetie Belle has just added an artifact to my hoard that will allow me to free my friend here. To ensure that they don’t cause a ruckus during our battle, I will keep them in my Hoard. I made a promise to free Polterghast, and I intend to keep it.”
“I expected no less, Greed,” Says Silence respectfully.
“The Ancient of Greed honoring his deals?” Athena questions with a raised eyebrow, then scufs, “I’ll believe that when Xeroc opens a charity.”
Greed rolls his eyes in response.
Silence facehooves and says:
“Can’t we go five minutes without you two being at each other’s throats?”
Polterghast clicks its mandibles repeatedly, “We thank you for honoring your agreement, Greed, but we demand Yharim!” The ghostly being exclaims.
“And you may, or may not get him,” Greed responds as he looks over his shoulder to the collective of souls, “But THIS is even bigger than your revenge.”
“Allow me to explain, my dear Polterghast,” Silence comments. “Without Lord Oblivion’s leadership, the GrimDark is free to cause ruin across all of Terraria. As of the moment, I know for a fact that Pinkamena and Rocket to Insanity are free. These are entities that have shown the ability to devour an Ancient before.”
“We have two more Ancients to ask for aid as well,” said Athena with a small hint of irritation in her voice.
“You’re wise to come to me first, Silence,” Greed comments. “I can convince Luci to join us in this fight against Abaddon.”
“If I recall, he is the suitor to your daughter, yes? I suppose congratulations are in order.” Silence responds.
Greed chuckles, “Despite what THEY might say about me,” The ancient emphasizes as he points towards Athena, “I do care about my family.”
“Very well. And for the record, Greed… I am honored to meet you,” Silence comments.
Greed nods, “You’re probably the only ancient among them who’s ever earned my respect.”
Athena glares at him, “You never offered us a chance to form a relationship with you!”
Greed glances back towards her, “Oh? Does the Ancient of Generosity not ring a bell? Let’s just say Oblivion wasn’t the only one who changed from a ‘good’ Ancient… to something else...”
“Before we leave… Lord Oblivion would like to state to you, Greed, that he is willing to form a proper relationship with you. In other words, he offers the hand of friendship.”
Greed was admittedly shocked by those words, then sighs, “Look, I can accept his offer… but I’m already an enemy to those who are close to his daughters. The best I can do is promise him that I will never target Pinkie Pie or Mena. From one father to another… but the others are free game.”
“Ah, yes, that whole scenario with Fluttershy… I will deliver your message to him.” Silence said.
“I do have to warn him, though,” Greed comments. “I always keep my end of a bargain or a promise, and I will never harm his daughters. But Lucifer… he’s another story.”
“He is aware,” Silence replies with a nod, “Regardless, Lord Oblivion has promised to treat your daughters well. After all, I believe Sweetie Belle is closer to Crystal Moonbeam than Rarity.”
Greed chuckles, “She never stops praising the kitsune. In all honesty… I’m glad Sweetie Belle found a sibling in her.”
“Let us pay Lucifer a visit… Hopefully, he will not automatically assume I am hostile to him,” Silence says with a smile.
“I say we bring him to Terrarium,” Greed suggests. “Even he wouldn’t dare to act up in front of Terra.”
“I agree, however… I would prefer to show that I am not distrustful of him like many automatically are,” Silence responds. “And yes, I know of his silver tongue.”
Greed ponders on this for a moment, then says:
“Hold up for just a second.”
Greed clasps his hands together as red energy begins to manifest between his palms. In mere moments, a red gem was conjured forth as the Ancient then threw it aside. The gem shatters on the floor as a powerful presence makes itself known.
As this goes on, Athena leans into Silence and questions:
“What’s he doing?”
Silence raises a forehoof, “It’s never appropriate to ruin a surprise. You’ll see very shortly,” He chuckles, “Just ask Pinkie Pie.”
Athena shudders with a sense of dread, “On second thought… I’ll pass.”
The red energy from the shattered gem finally molds into one of the entrapped gods within Greed’s body. As it turned out, the gem was in fact one of many that littered his serpentine form.
The newly released divine figure was humanoid in appearance and noticeably male, but his head was shaped in half a star. In addition, a series of flames acted as the entity’s hair.
The being coughs repeatedly and turns back to Greed, shouting:
“Hey! We had a deal! You’re supposed to hide me from Twilight Sparkle!” They then cross their arms and grunt in annoyance, “I was enjoying myself in there, too," They bring a hand to their chin in thought, "Hmm... is it too late to go back?”
“HADES?!” Athena exclaims in pure shock, and rage, as she bolts off of her seat, shattering it in the process, “You son of a bitch! You went into hiding when Olympus needed your help against The Devourer?!”
Hades’ eyes widened in response, horror now filling his form as he nervously runs a hand through his flaming hair and says:
“A-Athena, ehehe, you look as radiant as eve-”
“Raaaaw!” The angered Queen of the Seraphs shouts as she lunges towards him.
Both Greed and Silence look on with deadpan expressions as Athena was now in the process of slamming Hades against the walls and ceilings of The Dungeon's hallway.