to his grandmother for a moment, eyes softening. No matter the culture, there was a loving relationship with his maternal figures.
The new watch was revealed on his wrist as he nibbled the burrito slowly.
It was baffling to the eel as heavenly those burritos smelled. And this sweet old woman? Why was she here in hell? So many questions.
"Oh uh-" he hesitantly took one, nodding in thanks. Of course Ethan was out of place being as skinny as he was.
"Thanks.." he thought back
He looked at Ethan standing there in awe as the territory exposed it self on Rolarc’s cue and gently pushed the “seemingly” frozen eel inside so the entrance could close up.
It’s one thing to invite someone, but it’s another if someone else saw it. As the two entered the wall slowly closed up and the two were greeted by many of the contracted souls under Rolarc as well as souls who won their freedom in a test of spirit.
They all greeted the duo eagerly and even had some shots ready for the boss (Rolarc) as he took one down and patted the sinner on the back.
“Want a shot? Straight from Mexico. Oh, y’gotta try these burritos, Abuela here makes them all by hand.”
Without even hesitating, the elderly sinner would pinch the kaiju’s cheek from the flattery and brought out two large servings for the two.
Especially for Ethan, considering her culture and all.
"I...I see" he looked away. "I honestly never understood the appeal of being an Overlord. All those contracts, getting things notarized. It is nice to see you back to yourself. Ive just not had the best..." his voice trailed as the bricks opened to see what looked to be a
Inside was a land of fiestas, music and lots and lots of food inside, the best secret in all of Pentagram City, Rolarc’s territory.
“¡Bienvenidos a La Plaza de Los Muertos!”
Gulp. He was serious. A small trickle of sweat dropped down his cheek. A small jolt of electricity surged through the eel. /You can do this, Ethan/
With a nod, he then took the folder and cleared his throat.
Turning on the projector and using a familiar pointer with a
Wires came into sight then, and Vox took the folder containing Ethan’s prototype data.
“Now. I want you to tell me- *with confidence*- the WHY behind this. There was a reason you picked this idea, right? Then, tell he. Captivate me. Show me a you I’ve never seen~”
lightning bolt attached to it, Ethan began to speak.
"So the Vox 2.0- Machina if you will, will have angelic shrapnel, so the screen will be a lot more durable. Charge life and attachments with the wires having a canvas shell with them, so decapitation will be less likely. I
"You're- But I thought you weren't one anymore" he shook his head. Suddenly Ethan felt inferior once again.
Not like his soul belonging to Vox mattered anymore.
“A special place of mine… call it my turf.”
Looking at a brick wall, letting down Ethan and walking up to the wall and looks back at the eel.
“Ready to see what makes me an Overlord?”
Vox took a step back to watch the slight adjustment, nodding in approval.
“Better. You work as my right hand at the company. Not just anyone in hell can say they have that job position. So you should have more confidence. Understand.”
He spoke calmly and matter of factly.
Gah!!! He wasn't fond of heights, holding on even tighter. "F-fuuuck" his tail swished as he continued to close his eyes.
Once he felt a secure landing, he opened an eye once more and sighed. "Where are we, exactly?"
He’d hold Ethan close before sweeping the eel off his legs and with a burst of his energy, the two were already leaping high and literally walking on air with each burst from Rolarc’s feet.
At least until they reached his intended destination. Landing onto the ground with a hard thud, leaving a crater under the kaiju’s feet and Ethan in his arms.