Back in the space beyond, two entities were glaring at each other. At least that's what one of them would explain it as.
The drunken god with a shit eating grin plastered ear to ear on his stupid face made the other entity seem all the more agitated.
"Ye heard the little shit say it!"
Law was a whirlpool of text and strange arcane runes that seemed to fold into themselves, while somehow forming a solid mass. It roiled with undulating spacial warping as if it wanted to implode into itself. A sound that would make any mortal kneel in agony soon came in reply to the drunken gods gloating.
1: ץ̵̧̝̦͔̾̽̓͂̑͗͜๏̸̱͖̫͎̠̿̂̍̓ย̵͚̑̉͋͛́ ̷͕̜͗ђ̸̺̣̻̊̕͝ค̸̧̼̘̦̦̻͂͗ש̸̹͍̀̂̀̓͝є̸̤̎͛̑ ̵̨̨̟̈̑̐̀̉͘ש̸͉̖̽เ̸͖̦̩̣͒̓̌͑̀͝๏̵̙̲̜̫̎̿̈́̓̿̿ɭ̶̯̏̔̄̆́ค̶̧̛̼͕Շ̶̰͙̯̈́є̵͙̹͋๔̴̢͑̍̒̈̈́̂ ̶̖͙͂̽Շ̷̮̻̻̈́̔ђ̴̳̇̉͠͠є̸̢͈̤̳̀ ̵͍͑ภ̴̢̝̬̥͂͑ค̷͍̞̦̑̀͊̂͝Շ̵̼͎̎̏͆͊ย̷̡̥̣̯̈͌̇͒͌̀г̶̰̠̯͖̽͑ͅค̴̥̤̺̀̀ɭ̸̦̝͊̉͠ ̸̧͎̘̾̆̚ͅͅ๏̵̭̫͆̊͑̆̈́͂г̴͚͉̩̦̮͆͛̏̓͛͘๔̴̛̥̖͎̃̾̇̆͜є̶͓̟̼̜̻̽̈́͐̄̈́́г̷̲͕̥̞͔̌̑͘ͅ,̸̛̖̆̿ ̶̨̝̫̼̇͊̓͠เ̶̙̘̯̏̽̈́̅͠͝Ŧ̷̞͙̞̯͖͖̒̇̓̚ ̶̟̠̫͑ภ̸̠̩͌๏̷͈̜̱̬̗̈́̐̓Շ̸̪̤̯͂̚͝ ̴̳̽̾̽Ŧ̶͍̄̕๏̶̮̦̘͍͙͍̀̽͋̅͝г̸͎̊̌̐̇ ̷̭͇̈ͅץ̵͚̀̀͆̄๏̵̜̾̌̈́̄̅ย̵͓͕̘̫̆́͆̾͗̕г̴͕̖̫̀̑̅ ̷̛̠̺̭͈ɭ̵̢̣͇̥̊͂̅͊́͜เ̸̧̯͉̝̰͍̍є̸̭̩͕̦͔͛̉̒͠ร̷̧̻̤́̄̎̃ ̸̡̢̢̣̈̒ͅՇ̷̩̹̮̑̇ђ̴̧͙͚̝̜͗̍̌̎є̵͍̉͒́͛̏̌ͅ ̴̣̅̄̓͌͝ς̸̢̼̠̣̻̔̂̒͑̕ͅђ̵̨̤͇̝̑̒เ̶̝͔̟̱̣̽͘ɭ̴͙͗̑̑̚๔̸͉̭́̐ ̸̢̞͓͐̀̓̑͐͝ฬ̴̧͆͠๏̴̟̭̘̦̑͘ย̵̯͖̜͚̱͓̔ɭ̴̛̥̝̎̉͜͠๔̶̢͎̋̋̓͝ภ̴͉̦̺̍̒'̵̧̬͌̄̀͜Շ̸̖̾̇̈́͝ ̶͕̩͈͕̤͋ђ̵͕̤̈́ค̸̜̣̫̽ש̷͎̰̫͌͑̌̅͝є̷̨͖̼̻̬̂͑̂̇̆̿ ̶̪̀̅̾͊ค̸̱͚̓̄̉̾͘ﻮ̶̛̟г̷̧̩͉̺̥̓͐̄̄є̴̺̞͔̉̀̀̇̚є̸̢̩̎̇̓͂̚͠๔̴̨̧̥͎͇͔͗
"LIES! Bitch don't ye spake to me about lies, ye're the jackass what got the bright idea of inventing that shit in the first place! I told him exactly what would have fucking happened to him if he refused. Ain't ye supposed to be praising me for my fucking mastery of this shit ye call language!"
The world around the two slowly change as the drunken god began to radiate power, an endless ocean spreading out from where he stood as the two soon found themselves aboard a massive ship. Stormy clouds and hurricane force winds whirled about as lightning and thunder crashed around the two.
2: ๔̵̡̡̗̀๏̸̨̛͛͗ ̴̨̛̘͍̩͉̑̏̈́ͅภ̴͕̣̾̽́͜͝ͅ๏̸̪̝͆͐̚͜͝Շ̵̘̭̽́ ̶̢̝̪͍̓̅̍̑Շ̴̢̬͉͇̫̳̂̐̈́̕͝ђ̸̢̖͎̥̘̈́͊͜͝เ̴͈̮̝̬̹͓͂̓̊ภ̶̧͔̹̓ќ̴̫̬̓̄̽ ̷̜̭͑̔̆̐ץ̸̨͚̝̩͚͊๏̷̳͎̼̏ย̷̨̧̧͓̰͋̊г̴̡̬̩̲̀̚̚͠ร̸̧̣̳̑̀̍̈͝є̶̲͊̉͠͝ɭ̸̨͉͐͆̔̇͛͑Ŧ̵̪̎ ̵̢̪͖̮͕͌͗̓̍̂̐͜ค̶̛͕̺̿̔͒͊๒̴̲̀̽̐̂ͅ๏̴̟̟̬̰̗̄͜ש̶͇͚̯͖͖͗͋̊͐̈́̕є̵̫̱͛ ̶̝̝̹̹̬̉̀̔̈̇г̷̡͔͍͈̠͂̑̍͋є̴̫̫̥͚͌̈́ק̴̻͕͍͓͈̫̈̈́̋͑͐͝є̴̺̙͈͌̕г̴̗̹͊͌̐̅ς̶̢̩͇͙̱̈̌ย̸̘̩̓͊̀̊ร̷̻̪͕͙̈ร̶̥̫̎เ̷͑̾̑̓͆͜ͅ๏̴̛̖͎͈̰͓͋́ภ̸̨̩̱͉̞̫̏̿ร̶̢̧̜̻̥̥̅ ̴̨͍̲̪̽͆͘ͅเ̵̡͖̩̖̼̗̾̅͘ภ̵̲͆ ̴̭̰̲͆̐̌̓̅͝Շ̸̘͚̗̰̋͜ђ̷̩͍̍͐̈̌̀̚เ̶̠̋͝͠ร̸̦̹͇̭͍̤̎͆͌̊͆͝ ̶̪̦͚̈̿̇͝๓̷͎̰̥͉̫̠̑ค̷̼̯̤͈͖́͋Շ̷̡̻͕̜̻̈́̂̊Շ̸̟̈́͛͂͝є̴̱͖͈͖͕̜̃́̂͒̊̚г̷̨͓̈́̌̽̃ ̶̞̻̓̃̄̿̐͝๏̴̩̫̠̜̫̆̒͊͝ђ̶̨̨̹̬͖̍̄ ̶̙̹̈́́̂͌͜ﻮ̸̺̊̓̌̎๏̷̡̼̠̤̈́̍̈́๔̷̥̹͈͆ ̷̟̙͕͓̈̈́̋๏̶̧̗͓̏͌͛Ŧ̶͇͇͗͌̃̕ ̸͔̈́̽Շ̶̘̯͇̤̀̈́̚г̷̧͐̀̒̓͠ͅค̶̭̒̔͗̊ש̴̜͉̯̭̊̀̽͊̉͛є̷̝͎̞̣̱̆ɭ̷̺̟̖͎̰̈́̈́̆ร̷̢̜̤͌̀̅͂͆.̴̭̯͎̳̂̕ ̴̝̥̦̺̈́͜เ̶̣̖͓̐͜ͅՇ̴̯̲͖̝͍̬͐ ̸̢̼͓̩͐̒̈́เ̵̜̦̝̦͌̆͌̇̈́ร̵̞́̒̊ ̸͔̼̤͕̮́͆͂̀ץ̸̠͓̭̻̤͛̋͜๏̴̖̗̮̃͆͐͒͗́ย̸̧̝̠͖̮̊г̶̜͚̯͇͂͂̕͝ ̸̬̤̱̤̽͛̕๔̶̪̫̥̿͝ͅย̴̣̳̬͍̽́̑Շ̷̨̧̬͉͙̥̎̾͊ץ̷̭̮͈̀ ̴̧̏̈́Շ̸̢̣̳̈͑๏̷̛͙̻͍̱͓̱͐̑͑̔̑ ̶̯̜̇͗͋͑Ŧ̷͉̼̠͈̻͎̄͝͝є̵̭̝͗г̵̛̖̻̖̭͊͐͘ͅг̴̟̠̻̳̉͘ץ̷̲̲̗̪̣̺̆́̈́́ ̶̢̈́̉̽̊Շ̸͔͐͠ђ̷̛̬̖͇̰͜є̶͓̪̱͕̗̆̆͂̀͝ ̸͓̪́ร̴̯̦̗̿̌̀̕๏̴̡͓̺́͗̀͗ย̵̰̬̼͚̹̺̂͌̒͆ɭ̴̣̗͉̬̀̌̊̈́͘͝ร̷̙͇̙̈́ ̴̤̮̂͠Շ̶͎͊̾̓๏̶̖̈́͌͒̅̊̚ ̵̢͍͚̜͎͗̈́͋͛Շ̵̱̜͋́̉ђ̸̧̩̝̺̞̈̀̑͠є̵̫̲̪̫̹͑เ̷̯͊͒̔г̴̭͒͐͛̀̚ ̸̝̀๔̵̬̥̺̻̫̘͊є̴̹͚͖́̔̏́ร̸͙̣̦̔̑Շ̶̡̦̼͇̞̈เ̴̨̰̣͖̬͍̓͠ภ̶̮̬̭̌̀͛̚͜͜͠ͅค̷͓̖͛͒́̽̐͂Շ̸̨̯͙͌͠ͅเ̴̛̺͊͛̏͠๏̵̩̗̦̜̱̲͛̍̕͝ภ̶̗̹̰͋͂̐ร̵̧͈̹͓͉̾̇͜,̸̢̞͚͂̓̒ ̴͎̣̦͉̣̃̈́́̚ภ̴͇̎͒͗̆๏̷͍̏̔͛̃͐͘Շ̴̱̹̬͌̊̉̈́͜ ̷̛͇͍̤͈̈́̀̀̋̊͜ͅՇ̸̭̱͚̪͙͋́̏̉͘๏̷̼̹̺͍͛̈́̔͌͝ ̵͈͓͉͐̿̓̿͘Շ̵̱͇̯̻͊̉͐̿͘͝ค̵̖̲̯̺̍̉๓̵̢̨̤͉́ͅק̶͚̬̜͑̈́̓є̷̳͈̺̼̜͈͋̿г̵̭̓͗̓ ̵̭̰̩̲͑̂ฬ̵͉̳̥͛̂̑͘เ̶̩̞̫͇͙̟̽̅͆̕Շ̵̪́̾̈́̕ђ̸̤́̓̓̓͜ ̷̤͎́̾̏̓̄̈́Շ̵͈̤̺͎͜͠ђ̴͍͙̩̱̈̀є̵̢̯̼͗͊̆เ̸̭̟͓̽̆г̸̥̃̈͆͛̚͝ ̶̢̹̦̈́̀Ŧ̸̻͂̚ค̶̣̩́͂͊̇́͊ͅՇ̵̻̼̗͚̏͑̌ͅє̶̨̛̬̖̭̎͛ร̵̩͕͇̓̋̓́͝͠!̸̻̩̼̣̰͖̄͑
Law seemed bemused by the drunken gods attempt at blustering. Though this did not stop it from reminding them about the predicament they now find themselves in.
"Shaddap ya fuckin word salad. I may be the youngest of us but don't ye be thinking for half a second that I don't fucking know what's what around here. Ye're lot have been messing with souls longer then I can even fucking remember. And as hard as I've tried to forget the shit ye all put me through back then I've never forgotten it."
The sea swayed and crashed with the drunken gods words as if in agreement with him. The winds and lightning crackling and booming to bolster his annunciation.
From the waters below a new form soon took shape as a beautiful mermaid breached the surface. With a flip and a well timed wave of water she landed aboard the ship between the two.
"He's right you know, I myself have a few darlings of my own to watch over some of the more unruly creatures in my depths"
The woman set herself down on the deck of the ship as the wave she rode in on finally receded back overboard. Her hair was a deep aqua blue and long enough to actually reach back over the edge, as if it were a sort of life line back down to the ocean below. Her eyes were black with the faintest hints of green and ornate scales accented her soft and youthful face, giving an air of mystique.
The woman bowed to Law before sauntering over to the Drunken God. The man seemed to finally find steady footing now that he was back aboard his ship, and seemed to stand even more firm as the woman fell into his embrace. He was about to speak when a finger stopped him.
"Most beautiful bitch in the universe eh!"
The woman's voice sounded like the most beautiful of sirens songs that could trap any man in a stupor, but the words said made the man feel like he'd just entered a firefight with his fucking pants down, dick out and holding a hello kitty fucking Wii controller for all the good it'd do him.
Steeling himself for his inevitable doom, he responded the only way he thought was appropriate.
"I'm fucking right aren't I?"
