"Oh no, nothing, thank you for the offer though." Azazel waved off before he got to the single person armchair. "You see, I want to brief you with this world completely. In any case. Do you have some beer?" Liam pinched his nose in exasperation before taking out his wallet.
"Assassin!" Ezio came by the man as he responded.
"Yeah?"
"Buy some beer...just this once...not too much." He gave the servant a dozen bills of a thousand yen.
"Ohhhh, hell's ye-I mean, yeah, I can do that."
"I can't unhear what you don't want me to hear." Liam gave up a joking smile at the Servant, who scowled.
"Alright, geez…" The Assassin switched to his casual apparel before he exited the house.
"So, how do I phrase this…" Azazel questioned himself. "I have received a gift from Zelretch, a letter of all things that wished me to tell you everything about this world. What is the difference when you first woke up in this world?"
"..." Liam blinked before something struck him. "The difference...I still feel the presence of the Gods…"
"Wait, you mean that-" Arthur's voice was cut off by Azazel, who interrupted him.
"Correct, the Age of Gods has not come into an end, my dear friends. However, the Christian God has fallen alongside the Four Satans of the Underworld. Zelretch has explained of the three Factions, but what you didn't know is that they are on thin ice. Peace will not last forever."
"Wait, God is dead?" Jeanne's eyes twitched as Arthur and Liam winced at the woman.
"Calm down, Jeanne-san." Arthur began to usher the woman.
"I-I need to sit down for a bit..." Jeanne sat down by an armchair before she began to digest and accept the information that came into her mind.
"Considering all that happened, I'm not surprised." Liam commented, causing Azazel to laugh.
"Considering that you were once a mortal that was designed to kill even Demi-Gods, you sure sound so laid back." He grinned.
"Getting too focused is not gonna do me any good." He gave a sheepish smile. "It's in my blood after all."
"Yes, I guess you really are that kind of child. Either way, Angels and Devils created a System, well...the Devils did it first so...the Devils made their own way to replenish their dying numbers through a System that converts humans into Devils with Angels mimicking that very same System to add their numbers, since they can't reproduce and whatnot. And then came in the humans, before God died and all those shenanigans, he created an object dubbed the Sacred Gears, each possessing their own powers and some having different effects. That's what the Devils and Angels want in their ranks. The Fallen Angels including myself? Yeah, some of us can't really hold it and lashed out." Azazel chuckled nervously.
"Wait, you're...a Fallen Angel?" Liam asked with a surprised look, Arthur chuckled nervously at his Master.
"Well, yes. I thought you figured that out."
"I don't do those kind of things, I was designed to kill and identify which is not human and which is human, but not to identify every species of targets I encounter." Liam deadpanned.
"...I didn't know about that, but anyways. I was originally an Angel and then I sinned and fell, you got that?"
"By...what exactly?"
"Having sex with a human." The Fallen shrugged, causing Liam to do a spittake when he was drinking his tea.
"That's messed up!"
"A sin's a sin."
"...Well true that, I also considered...why sin once or twice and go to hell? Why not sin a hundred or a million times and come down as a legend?" The two then shared a grin, Saber had a very...very worried look on his face.
"Best line I've heard so far in my life. But here's the other thing, there is...a Faction called the Khaos Brigade, made of Fallen Angels, Angels, Humans and Devils-alike. By that Brigade lies a Faction dubbed the Hero Faction. As you know none of them are actually Heroes, but rather people, who were either direct or indirect descendants, who they are named after."
"So…?"
"Well, Zelretch and I proposed, why the hell do we not give you a damn Faction of your own, with instead Real Heroes, the same heroes, who fought in legends, myths and others? So, I think it's best we call your faction…"
"The Legend Faction?"
"I prefer Legendary, but that'll make a whole other meaning, but yes, we'll take the Legend Faction."
"So, I've heard of me being given a new type of magecraft that I'm foreign with...what is that exactly?" Azazel gave a stern and serious look on the boy.
"Kid, you inherited a rare type of anomaly to your body from your genomes, there are two things within you, a pair of souls trapped inside of you. Those would be your Prototype and Alter selves. The rare type of anomaly, a nearly non-existent chance of an anomaly to happen, Zelretch calls the anomaly, 'Possession - Alteration of a Soul', they're currently dormant as Zelretch says, most likely however, you're only going to use it in desperate situations, those Heroic Spirits could've formed from the other things you might have within you. You'd learn more yourself as Zelretch and I don't even know what Heroic Spirits they are, they have some kind of barrier that prevents us from finding out. Anyways, then comes in your Class Cards. You'd be able to make your own to resurrect lives that are lost or ones that are endangered by others, keeping them aligned and protected by you and your faction."
"Wait hold on, Liam, here has a very peculiar anomaly that only he has from his genomes?" Saber asked with an intrigued look.
"From what Zelretch says, it is. A fairly weird anomaly that needs more studying, but studying it is nearly impossible as only the user can summon out his souls." Azazel sighed, he played his hands as he looked at the man. "Also as an addition, Zelretch found an artefact that could make one wield a fake version of the third magic as he calls it 'Heaven's Feel'. The magic that can call upon the Spirits of Hero and something like that. The fake version can summon a Servant by random, it can't summon specific servants even if you have its...catalyst. He wrote that...an entity called 'Angery Mainyu' is summoning your servants as he wants them to be...and apparently the Servants could vary from a long time ago and the far future, which I'm worried off...That's all I got for now." The door opened before a voice came in.
"Tadaima!" Assassin came back with a few crates of beers that he carried with his hands and a crate on both his shoulders.
"That's a lot. How much did you spent?"