A speedy exit

Fenix

The Curse god of Moriya Shrine
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Hatred.

That was exactly what Suwako felt as she watched rows of eyes looking at her, as she fell from one bow-shaped hole to another.

Disgust.

The thing Suwako felt second-most as she looked back on the incident that had her sailing through dimensions.

For a brief moment, Suwako realized she’d gotten herself in this mess by pissing off an angry gap youkai, and for a moment, she did wonder if she should feel regret over it.

But then she remembered who yukari was, who she was, and the audacity the old gap hag had shown her by disturbing her in her study. If the Old coot was going to get a gray hair over a little tongue slap, that was her affair, but a god had no business apologizing over that.

Besides, she smelled.

With that thought, Suwako fell from the sky above into an unfamiliar ground below, faceplanting straight into some very lovely blue turf-

Hang on, blue grass?

How far did that old hag throw her?!

“Grrrn…” The frog goddess mumbled, standing halfway up in her signature squat. The small goddess’s figure felt even smaller as she looked around in a lush, blue field… along with a glass dome holding her there.

“...Yakumo, I’m going to curse you so hard your wrinkles get wrinkles!” The small child swore in a tone that didn’t match her small, cute stature. Allowing her tongue to loll out, she looked around with her golden eyes as she surveyed the surroundings.

A lush grassland. A dome of glass, and on top of that, a harsh, plastic wall generating it all.

Suwako stared at this grassland, this forest, and glared. Something was wrong with this.

With a sigh, the girl sat down on her butt, creating a little “puff” of fertilizer as she did so. The dirt on her skirt didn’t deter her as she grabbed her geta, taking off her black shoes and tossing them - sock and all - onto the ground in front of her.

Standing up, the Cursed god took a single step, and with only a moment’s notice, realized the folly she had stepped upon. The artificial nature of the grass. The over-treated nonsense that was the earth below her. This dome was artificial. This sun was artificial. The light it was treated with was all garbage technological nonsense. She was standing on imprisoned earth in the middle of an over-engineered greenhouse.

Suwako snorted loudly. “Gross! What the hell have the humans of the modern world sunk to?” The Woman asked, looking disturbed for a moment… before realizing something else…

The feeling of the ground was one Suwako had learned over thousands of years. As a god who manipulates the land, it was a simple matter to find the roots of the earth with just a touch…

Disturbing, then, that she could not feel the planet’s pulse. Only a shallow dig, and then… nothing. As though…

“A floating island… Hmm.” Suwako muttered. “...She didn’t just send me to the outside world, did she?”

The god sagged her shoulders as the true enormity of Yukari’s newest hassle hit her. “...Oh boy.”

A sudden yell brought her out of her thoughts, as she adjusted her hat on her head.

“Who the hell are you, and what are you doing on my soil?” a very old, very angry voice yelled.

Suwako looked up to see an old man in a business suit. Crimson shades, a gross, well-shaven moustache, ornate jewelery, and nice shoes.

“...Is this your soil? You don’t look much like a farmer.” Suwako would note with a smirk, tongue still lolling.

“Of course it wouldn’t for one of you common thugs!” The man would yell, gold chain jingling from his nose as he did so. A pudgy hand came forward with an accusatory finger at Suwako with a force hard enough to sting her nose and send her backwards. “One of those creatures from the surface, a stinkin’ mutant, trying to steal my animal feed!”

Suwako looked up with surprise. Was this asshole really willing to just belt a kid like that? Granted, the old god was a few thousand years old, but this guy didn’t know that! More importantly, this was nothing less than common disrespect for a god…

And common disrespect must be punished, as it always had. Suwako held a hand forward and…

Nothing happened. Suwako was confused, but only for an instant, as the answer could be felt strumming through her body.

Her faith! It was gone, at least right now, and so the miracles she could conjure were merely phantasm - locked from her.

The Blonde girl’s eyes grew wide as she felt her arm snatched from her, and a sharp pain as an elbow came crashing down on it. A scream of pain echoed back from the dome they were in, confirming Suwako’s sinking feeling that, yes, she was alone. Not a single person would come to save her from this mess.

“You little punk! You come onto Gato’s territory, try to throw some sorta magic at me, and don’t apologize? I own this rock! I own you, by extension! Did you think you’d get some exception just ‘cause you’re cute? People like you need to be taught a lesson about your place! And your place is in the water below!

Gato’s proclamation came with a hammered fist to the back of her head, and a swift kick to the stomach sending her flying a few feet, feeling like she had to vomit.

For a second, Suwako simply sat there, dizzy and reeling from the hit. The shot left her cross-eyed and huddled around her stomach.

“Apologize! Agree to be my employee until I decide you’ve done enough to pay me off, and you just might get out of this with all your limbs-”

“Suwako Moriya.” Was the quiet reply the businessman got, as the child rose up, tongue lolling as a chilling grin came over her.

Gato’s long eyebrows narrowed, creases showing in his balding head as he leaned forward.

“What language you tryin’ to speak? I-”

“-True Goddess of the Moriya shrine. Lord of the earth. Divine ruler of the Mishaguji. You asked my name. I am also Moreyashin and Mishaguji-sama.” The girl would add, getting up, before adding a cute smile. “A years worth of ice cream. That’s the current price for your disrespect.”

Gato looked surprised at the proclamation. The girl in front of him seemed to be hardly hurt by him - was she invincible?

IN reality, as Suwako’s smile broadened ever so slightly, the businessman had unwittingly become her first follower.

A curse god is empowered by both fear and rage, hatred and decay. Furthermore, Suwako Moriya happened to improve her power, even with her own rage. For what could be more powerful than a kami’s wrath?

In this instance, beneath the sea of anger and hatred writhing through the little frog, the understanding that even the non-believing aristocrat in front of her played pretty far into her hand gave a smug feeling of satisfaction.

Though, not nearly enough to consider letting this one leave without some form of compensation.

“I need grapearl unit 01 here. We have a potential magic-user-”

Suwako simply strode forward. “Trying to kick me out? That’s not nice. I didn’t know ice cream was so hard to come by.” She added, walking forward like a normal kid, arms swaying, even as she licked her lips.

“Stay the hell away from me! One touch to my face will get you 50 years in-”

Suwako didn’t really like the answer, so she chose to interrupt it with a swift, divinely-charged punch to the gut that sent the man sprawling end over end.

With a smile, Suwako strode forward and stepped on the man’s hand before he could even try turning over to crawl away, pinning it with an unnatural strength.

“That’s my line, pup!” Suwako spat with a confident grin. “It has been hundreds of years since an ordinary human dared to bruise my face. And over such a small matter, too… Your mother should have really taught you manners.”

With a sigh, Suwako looked to the man, even as his other hand was covertly reaching for a handgun. She supposed the heroic thing to do would be to point it out and tell him not to bother, but… Suwako just didn’t feel like heroism right now. She missed the Humans of gensokyo so badly when forced to compare them to what she had to deal with right now.

Suwako smiled. “...Want to see a real tree? Not these fake ‘things’ you enjoy?” She asked with a malicious tone, licking her lips as she did so. Not waiting for the confused man to say a word, she quickly utilized her power upon the earth below. A swift break in the earth beneath the man’s pinned arm was all the warning he got before a strong force pushed through the earth - a force that quickly took the man’s arm.

A scream of pain so close to her own rang sweetly with his words, and an exhilaration the goddess hadn’t felt in thousands of years reverberated in her body. The terrifying cursed being, Suwako Moriya…

As the man before her reeled in pain, she quickly summoned the earth below her. It changed, first, into lily pads, before spinning quickly and transmuting into solid iron rings.

“I’ve heard that nowadays, you humans like to praise your god in their last moments. If that’s true for you, feel free to bow~” The frog girl said with a lopsided smile, ready to decapitate the man immediately-

Before a force too fast for Suwako’s eyes to see rushed in.

Metallic hands as big as her body pinned her arms to her sides. “Let go of me, you busy-body!” Suwako yelled, instantly changing to childish whinind at the change of the situation… before hitting the dome along with her interloper.

To her surprise, the responsible party was some sort of giant machine... a powerful mech of some sort, like the ones Sanae read comics about. Come to think of it, she might actually recognize this one…

“For surface-dwellers like you to destroy the purity of our fair island is unforgivable!”

“Oh-ho? But then again, I’m a god of impurity.” Suwako would taunt back.

“Then be gone with all impurity to the depths below!”

And thus, with a giant wind-up and a quick swing, Suwako became Opealon’s first expert in being a baseball, as a blonde comet was chucked to the waters below with all the speed of a meteorite.
 
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