“I… am Aurora Morningstar…” said Morningstar Prime, streaming her speech online as everyone watches on every city big screen and in every home. “I believe there has been a misunderstanding… And I believe in nothing else but facts and that is a fact.” Aurora smiles and crosses her legs. “I beat Miguel Azral not because I was outsmarted. Rather, because he is a mere fool. He doesn’t seem to know how to play the game just yet. And he only tried to play the game after. Ergo, he was, as I quote the children these days, ‘winging it’. What he was doing, kindness, was not a sign of strength, rather, he twisted its truth. Who was it that sat on their throne while he knelt, trying to get people to like him? A sad and pathetic display it was. The purpose of this is to announce that Prometheus and his belief in the Aswang Agenda is a pathetic excuse to undermine true justice… That Humans deserve to suffer… As you do. Why? Because that is the law to bring true order and peace in our empire. I am NOT Lucifer. My father wanted chaos. I want justice. So, let me give you that justice. You people are farmed domesticated sows… And each of you are to be reaped in service of me. Because I matter more than you could ever fathom. Because that is the natural order… of the Hellish Quadrant of Worlds.”
Several Aswangs, non-Miguels, are lined up before each crowd in each ring in Hell, where all of them are crucified on pentagrams.
“ALL HAIL… MORNINGSTAR!!!” roared each Seedsower as they proceeded to string each up like sows aligned for the meaningless slaughter, for they are dirty, and their flesh will not be eaten nor did it have any meaning, but it is their blood that has value.
Miguel stops watching as Anna switches the television off from the news, with his eyes twitching psychotically.
“I SWEAR TO GOD, IF HE BREAKS FREE OF THE RESTRAINTS YOU MADE, GERARD, IT’D BE ON YOUR HEAD!!!” growled Anna.
“Yes, First Lady,” said Gerard, nodding.
“AND STOP CALLING ME THAT!!!”
Miguel transforms into an Aswang and snarls at them, barking.
“Beginning to see why the Aswang hate is valid,” said Chris, as Jedan punches his shoulder.
“Don’t be an Anti Sympathizer, blud,” said Jedan.
“Right, right. That;s a thing now,” said Chris.
Athena brings her army of other Athenas, letting Miguel sip some tea.
He spits it out like a rabid animal as Anna hugs him from behind.
“EASY!!!” she yelled. “EASY, DUMBASS!!!”
Miguel breaks free and charges away.
“NO!!!”
Miguel teleports away.
“Oh, dear God…” said Anna. She activates her strings.
“Anna. Easy…” said Jedan. “We’ll just call the soldiers on him. They’ve captured him thrice before. No tragedies that time.”
“HE CAN’T BE ANYONE ELSE’S PROBLEM OTHER THAN MINE!!!” she roared, charging into the rain.
Anna begins crying. “Miguel… MIGUEL!!! MIGUEL!!! MIGUEL!!!” Anna kept running, sweating all over and her heart beating like there’s no tomorrow. She grabs her heart and cries in fear, only for her to stop.
“Hey… easy, there…” said a beautiful woman.
Anna’s eyes widen. “Hey… Miss? Thanks for-!” Anna is horrified.
She meets… a younger Aurora.
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“I know… You’re a version of Anna… You’re… afraid of me, but don’t worry. I’m not like the other Auroras. I have a cedula… over here!” she smiled, showing her document to Anna.
“Uhm…” said Anna. “You from around-?”
“Oh… No… This isn’t my native Earth. My world was wiped out by She-Devil’s World Eradicator.”
“Oh…” said Anna.
Miguel sighs as he falls to his knees and returns to normal.
Miguel looks up and sees Lovely while the rain falls on his face, proceeding to turn red from nervousness. “Whoa… You’re pretty!” he smiled.
Anna felt… terrible. “Miguel. C’mon. Let’s go home.”
“I heard what you said…” said Miguel.
“Excuse you?”
“No… Like… never mind…” Miguel follows after.
The next day…
Anna sighs while she watches TV wherein Miguel finished serving their food.
Miguel smiles and whistles.
“Why are you so happy?“ asked Anna, grumbling.
“Uhm… No reason. Haha!”
Anna frowns and looks away.
“What?”
“I don’t know. Figure it out.”
Miguel looks confused, with his eyebrow twitching. “Annz… Did I cook the wrong thing? You asked me to cook Adobo.”
“I hate Adobo,” said Anna. “Keep cooking. Maybe you’d get there.”
“Dude. WHAT!?!?”
“Nothing.”
“I’m sorry.”
“For what?”
“I DON’T KNOW!!!”
Anna looks away.
Miguel’s eyes quiver. “You can’t take advantage of how I don’t understand social cues to prolong this argument. That… isn’t fair…”
Anna just doesn’t speak with him.
Miguel yells. “Anna!? ANNA!!?! ANNA!?!?!?!”
“Get out.”
Miguel feels hurt. He walks outside and slams the door, while he crackles his knuckles and his finger’s joints.
Reaching a cafe, Miguel silently watches YouTube shorts, only to overhear someone hearing the same thing he’s watching.
Miguel looks over her shoulder and the lady smiles.
It’s the Aurora alter. “Hi!” she smiled.
“Hey!” smiled Miguel. “You watchin’ Reaction Vidz?”
“Don’t you do that with your wife at home or sumthn’? Sorry… I didn’t mean to offend.”
“No. I get it. Um… No… She thinks what I watch is lame. She likes watching shorts, though.”
“What a weirdo,” they both said at the same time.
The woman smiles. “Lovely Fernandez…” she shook his hand, but he awkwardly brofisted her palm, causing her to blush. She leans closer. “You smell pretty good.”
He leans closer. “Yeah. So do you!”
Their lips are inches away from each other.
Miguel backs away. “You’re alright, Lovely!” he smiled.
Lovely looks a bit saddened but smiles anyway. “Thanks!”
Miguel sighs. “How do I know you aren’t Aurora’s spy? No offense, as well…”
Lovely gasps and sarcastically says, “How dare you!” She shows his cedula.
“You’re an-...“
She transforms… into an Aswang.
Miguel blushes and transforms as well.
Miguel teleports away.
She smiles and teleports as well, appearing before him on top of the building.
Miguel backs away. “Lovely… I feel…”
She smirks. “Huh…” She looks down there. “It seems you’re… ‘feeling it’ as well, Mr. Krabs.”
Miguel backs away. “No…”
“Right… I know… You have a girlfriend…” she snarled, showing her voluptuous furry body to Miguel as he smells her scent. “This is wrong…”
“How’d you know she wasn’t with me… officially…?”
“Because… So did my Miguel… But he’s gone now…” She leans closer and slides her finger down his pecs to his abs.
Miguel sighs. “She never does this to me…”
“Neither does any other men with me… You… You’re so… beautiful..” Her breath met his nose, which quivers like a rabbit.
“I… am not a cheater…” said Miguel, backing away.
“Didn’t she cheat on you?”
“She thought I was dead…”
“Did she?”
“Didn’t she?”
“I DON’T KNOW… I JUST WANNA-!!!” She French kisses him, sucking his tongue like a lollipop as he kicks her away and backs away.
He growls and snarls, releasing strange acidic pheromones that melt the nearby cement.
Miguel backs away, becoming more animalistic and muscula, and more beautiful, like a weirdly hot furry.
“Miguel…” she ticked her wings, in a happy and excited rhythm.
Miguel backs away. “NO!!!”
Lovely kisses him, but Miguel pushes her away. “She sees you as a problem… I see you… I… see… you…”
Miguel’s eyes quiver.
That night…
While Anna is asleep, Miguel lies down in the bed next to her.
Anna smells him.
Anna stands up. She sniffs his hair, making him blush, but she angrily grabs him and pulls him up. “What did you DO!?!?” she cried.
“I didn’t do anything… i said no. Don’t… worry…”
“Did you!?”
“What?”
“WHY DO I SMELL HER!?!?”
“She… kissed me.”
“What…?” asked Anna.
“I pulled away. I didn’t consent.”
“Your eyes say different,” said Anna.
“I did. I backed away. Believe me, Anna.”
She grabs him down there.
Anna sighs in relief but punches him.
Miguel sighs. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry… This… This is my fault.”
“Yeah! IT IS!!!”
“But… she was right… You do see me as your problem… She sees me as-...” Miguel stops.
“What did you just say!?” asked Anna.
“Me…”
“You… finished it…” she frowned, looking away. “Miguel? It’s over…”
“What?”
“IT’S OVER!!!” she sobbed.
“Anna, I love you. I chose you. I’m confused… Why…?”
“IT’S OVER!!!” Anna stands up and packs her clothes in her suitcase. “KEEP GABRIELLE!!! AND YOUR EMPIRE!!!”
“What are you saying?” sobbed Miguel, afraid.
Anna slaps him. “I’m saying… I’m breaking up with you.”
Miguel’s eyes are traumatized, horrified, and heartbroken…