The Black Saint is My StalkerCh83 - If this had been an anime

A commercial plane from Merriva landed in Britia in the early hours. One of the passengers did not carry any baggage with her, donning a cap and sunglasses that obscured her face.

Despite her visage being mostly hidden, she attracted a lot of stares. The clothes she wore were of the latest fashion, from the tight light-wash jeans to the open white v-neck chiffon shirt that matched. To complement the sleek and cut articles of clothing, she wore big but classy gold jewelry, from big feather-shaped earrings to the gemstones that lined her fingers. An oversized jean jacket hung over her thin frame, lined with real mink fur. And despite the chill of winter, she did not bother zipping up. uWe4gj

Hailing a taxi from the airport, the woman hopped inside.

“Where do you need to get to, love?” the old taxi driver drawled.

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The woman plucked the sunglasses from her face, revealing beautiful golden eyes that seemed to sparkle with the silky light platinum hue of her hair. She smiled sweetly at the old man. “I fear that I know not what the place is called in modern times. So you will have to be the one to tell me.”

The miasma inside the vehicle suddenly spiked. But no one was around to notice that the man’s soul was blackened in a mere instant. Lulled by Andraste’s spell, he began to drive in a daze-like state. 8br FD

Andraste hummed a tune as she watched the scene pass from the window, marveling how much the landscape had changed since the last time she stepped foot in the mortal realm. Not everything was completely alien to her. After all, many demons travel to and fro the human realm on a daily basis. With them, they would bring plenty of rumors about the mortal realm.

Still, such rumors did not compare to being able to taste it firsthand. The last time Andraste had been to the mortal realm for any lengthy time, had been only a millennium ago when the Bitian Isles were being attacked by countless Vesparian forces. Funny how an empire that once ruled the lands with such prominence had since disappeared into the embers of history. Even Aoibhinn, the witch princess who had been the one to summon Andraste at the time, had disappeared from the records.

Though many things have changed, like the thatched houses replaced by towering concrete Goliaths, there were also things that remained the same. Like the long stretch of greenery and the dreary skies that plagued Britia night and day.

Andraste returned to such a place for one particular reason. She wished to investigate a curious case. Because her favorite contractor of all time was neither alive nor dead. And if Andraste wanted a war, who better to call upon than that bloodthirsty witch?

A slow smirk happened upon her delicate features. The sun rose, lighting the sky with a ruby hue. Far on the horizon, a lonesome mansion sat amid fields of emerald. Dimitris’s tastes sure have changed over the many, many years.

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They didn’t really get much of a chance to actually ski. Somehow, the trip had instead devolved into an awkward family get-together. All the while, Kevin was pale and startled by the added presence of another supernatural being, but after being told again and again and they were state-sanctioned, he seemed to have somewhat calmed. Mark was incessant with his questions and curiosity but Simone was armed with booze and a nasty playlist.

Han Li decided it was best to ignore Graham’s nagging about the layer of miasma that hung around him for the better half of the day. Instead, he favored indulging Simone’s bad drinking habits and encouraging her Extremely Questionable Drinking Games. Those of the college student variety, of course. So zero taste, all stakes, and no boundaries. kGsgVf

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This was how Mark ended up stripping to his underwear, and Kevin had to give the poor wolf, Magnolia, a disgruntled hug while Simone downed at least four screwdrivers before twerking on the coffee table. Not even the Saint of Eternity was safe from the chaos and was dared to eat a whole brownie off of Jayden’s stomach.

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“No,” Graham reiterated bluntly.

“Penalty!” Simone was the first to shout.

Han Li grinned, eager to chime in. He leaned toward Graham from his end of the couch and smirked, “That’s right. If you don’t do the dare then you’re gonna have to do the penalty.”

“Penalty…!” Simone slurred with giggling. “Drink, drink, drink!” 2r0u1V

Han Li pointed to their cheapass vodka and explained, “Five shots, no skimping out—”

What he hadn’t expected was for Graham to rise without even a hint of hesitation, completely ignoring the shot glasses they had neatly lined up on the table and went straight for the bottle. There had been at least three-quarters of the bottle left and that Saint of Eternity poured it straight down the hatch. Even Mark was stunned speechless. Simone, the psycho that she was, was busy clapping and cheering while Han Li only sat there and smiled nervously.

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Surely, this amount of alcohol would affect even a Saint, right? He couldn’t quite tell if the nervousness was born out of apprehension or anticipation.

The vodka bottle came down on the table heavy. Graham wiped his lips with the back of his sleeve, his brows furrowed. “Are you satisfied?” BVYD8Q

“Hell yeah!” Simone cheered.

Mark clapped. “Respect.”

“More like stupid as hell,” Jayden snickered.

Han Li shrugged. “Guess that was okay. But you didn’t exactly do five shots—” k1r935

“I did more than five shots,” Graham said with pointed vigor, almost as though hissing through his teeth. Instead of sitting down back on the couch, he planted himself in front of Han Li with his arms crossed. “I believe that you’ve had enough fun for tonight.”

“…” Everyone stared, intrigued with the developments.

“Uh,” Han Li replied stupidly, readjusting in his seat, “Yeah, no, I’m cool my dude. I think I want to have some more fun.”

But Graham only stood there, looming, threatening, and…petty. Yes, the Saint of Eternity seemed a bit petty in his current state. nRft8N

“Uh,” Han Li scratched the back of his neck, fishing for the words that he didn’t really have. Frankly, he was amused. “I think what you meant to say was that you’ve had enough fun for tonight. It’s fine Grams, no one’s going to judge you if you retreat for your beauty sleep. Shoo, shoo.”

“…Han Li,” there was warning in Graham’s voice, “come to bed with me.”

Han Li, very gracefully, choked on his own spit.

Simone whistled and Mark laughed. Jayden pulled a face but Han Li wasn’t paying attention. yqdcFM

He had meant to say ‘no’, but since Han Li was a certified clown, the words that actually came out his mouth were, “Alright, sure.”

Before he knew it, Graham had grabbed his wrist and pulled him up from the couch, all but dragging him back to their shared room.

Luckily, the little puppy didn’t have to bear witness to any of this buffoonery. Magnolia had retreated with the pup before the madness began in full, deciding that the master bedroom was a suitable temporary daycare for the little one while the others got wild downstairs.

And yeah, Han Li might have been removed from the chaos happening in the living room but he still questioned his safety. He tried his best to play off his earlier blunder. Which was hard. Even when the Saint of Eternity was acting like a damn brat, he was still a whole snack. Han Li wasn’t too drunk but he also wasn’t sober enough to think straight either. 6La1jl

“What the heck was that?” he asked, “You really wanted to humiliate me in front of my friends, huh?”

Han Li watched as Graham strolled over to the edge of the bed and plopped himself down. The Saint of Eternity sat there, slouched, with his arms rested over his thighs. He ran a hand through his hair with a sigh, musing dark curls. The way he peered up from beneath those locks was…

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…extremely sexy.

Han Li needed to get his mind out of the gutter. Get laid or some shit because this was getting out of hand. Slhzgj

“I did,” the saint admitted without repentance.

“Petty,” Han Li accused. He had his back against the door, too wary to approach in fear of popping that dreadful awkward boner. He wasn’t a teenager anymore, dammit.

“Perhaps,” Graham shrugged. “But I digress. It was merely an excuse to get you to retire with me.”

“Get me to—” Han Li’s brain short-circuited. If this had been an anime, steam would be coming out of his ears right then and there. ktS2yh

“You’ve been irresponsible,” Graham said, as though scolding a child, or a misbehaving pet, “Come here.”

“Uh,” Han Li responded intelligently.

A small smile appeared on Graham’s lips, his amusement evident. “Come here,” he repeated. His voice sounded so sweet and soft to Han Li’s ears. One hundred percent just his imagination going wild. “I cannot cleanse the miasma from you if you stand so far away from me.”

“Huh? O-oh. Right.” XqdjZS

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Author: Sorry for the missing update a few days ago!! I…uh… went on a super spontaneous trip let’s just say WEEPS B-BUT I’m back now!! And back to a normal updating schedule!! Please enjoy the chapter and don’t kill meeeeee.