Darkness vs. Demon King Kazuma 2 - Normality v Normality Duel

Megumin’s eyes snapped open to a cold floor and the smell of dust. Staff still clutched tightly in hand, body aching like it had just done the Xara-Sylvia-Divane gauntlet, especially her still healing legs.

Looking around in a panic, she found herself in what was definitely Musume’s bedroom. A sight many Crimson Demons had peered in on using their now destroyed telescope. It may be upscaled, but it all seemed like a bedroom of a normal woman–one that still clung to a rebellious youth with demonic band posters scattering the walls.

Megumin wasn’t alone in the room, and after a pained effort she hobbled over to her kneeling girlfriend. “Aqua!”

She didn’t respond. Aqua’s palms were pressed tightly against Kazuma’s chest. His body lay motionless, a softly glowing skeletal head had formed now. Her lips moved in prayer, but the sound never rose above a whisper.

“Aqua…? What are you doing just sitting here? We have to—Darkness is still fighting that evil asshole!”

Aqua softly shook her head, “He’ll know what to do when he wakes up.” Her voice was thin, hopeful yet despondent, “Kazuma always knows. I’ll heal him, we just have to… wait.”

Megumin’s fists curled, nails digging into her palms. Darkness was out there, alone, throwing herself against that monster, and…

And Megumin knew she couldn’t do anything to him.

She’d never learned another spell, yet he ate her explosion easier than a gumball. She’d be a liability–she knew that–but she was still grumbling against her own frustration, “I can’t just sit here!”

And then Megumin heard it. A faint, distant, but unmistakable sound of an Explosion being cast.

“Where are you going?!” called Aqua, refusing to leave Kazuma’s side and having to watch as her girlfriend staggered away on shaky legs.

“Proving myself to be the number one explosion master!” Megumin yelled back, quickly finding the stairs and scrambling higher upwards into the castle, “Kazuma won’t know what hit him with that railgun aimed at his stupid face…”

Flapping his pure white wings through the burnt skyline, Pit hadn’t expected his first flight to be so chaotic.

“Woah! Watch out!” He called out flying under a massive moving leg of the Destroyer then just missing a fire breathing woman after that. He had barely managed to get the hang of flying under Palutena’s power, but he had a mission he had to fulfil. Tumbling from the sky, he dodged a few more monsters before landing in a relative safe spot in the battlefield.

Pit panted with his back on a fallen horse, “This place is really crazy! Does anyone know where Lady Eris is?!” Pit called out, hoping a human could guide him to her, only to see a man standing there with his pants down and a blonde lady bobbing around his crotch, “Hey, what are you two doing?”

“I needed to be drained, she wanted a cum top off.” Cloud explained, then turning back to Cecily sucking the jizz through his dick like a straw.

“Cool, I have a penis like that too.” Pit nodded, putting on a fake voice to try and sound as cool as the blonde guy. He then tilted his head, “Hey, do I know you from somewhere? Are you famous…?”

“No.”

Before Pit could ask follow up questions, a sudden roar near the base of the castle drew the eye of all on the battlefield.

More monsters began pouring out from the doorway of the castle, charging for the humans who had been turning the sway of battle in their favour. These monsters had no familiarity to them compared to the ex-generals, and their designs looked bizarre and grotesque in nature. A man with peeled back lips and a tube on his shoulder. A pile of squirming tentacles with an eye in its center. A wave of zombies wearing strange clothes and wielding bizarre weaponry. A massive turtle with spikes on its back.

“Another fucking wave of enemies?!” Musume roared, grabbing the man with a pyramid on his head and throwing him far into the distance, “Kazuma better get his fucking act together!”

Though the battle seemed to be raging on for most, a single point of contention seemed to confuse Pit away from his mission.

“Um, are those zombies… wearing Nazi uniforms?”

“Alright girls, give her a break. Can’t let the masochist have too much fun.”

My body crumpled in a hazy mess of bruises and cuts. Fists, swords, and magic had been thrown at me in such intensity that I could barely breathe. Blows that shook me to my core, breaking through my defences just enough to leave even my body bleeding and bruised. His maids all still surrounded my kneeling wheezing form, with their weapons still primed to kill me on their master’s orders.

Fighting through the pain, I finally got a chance to speak, “Norm… normally…”

“Normally only I can add normalities to my own maids, so give it up. I win, the end, let’s chat.”

He placed a coffee cup in front of me, tauntingly.

“I forgot to mention, I’ve yet to thank you for bringing me my toys back.”

I spat out a wad of blood that had been pooling in my mouth, “H-huh?”

Smirking at me, Kazuma stood up again, nodding at one of his maids. She pointed a small rectangle over to the larger heavenly rectangle hanging on his wall. The images of women fornicating changed to show the fight I’d been **** to abandon. Chris’ team, still battling his guard valiantly back in the atrium of the castle. They seemed bruised, but fighting on with all their might against the huge armour clad guard.

Kazuma’s finger circled the loving couple, much to my confusion. “Aerith and Tifa. They’re mine. I’m glad to see Vanir didn’t get rid of all my crossover characters. Though, maybe he never really cared about humans enough to tell the difference.”

“W-what? ‘Crossover’?”

“Mmhmm, those two aren’t originally from this world either,” he chuckled.

With a clap of his hands, one of his maids delivered a bizarre square to drop in front of me. I had no idea what a ‘PlayStation’ was, or why this square had Cloud on the front?

“‘Final Fantasy VII’! That video game was the shit back home in Japan. Growing up I wanted to fuck Tifa’s big ol gam-gams more than anything. Lotta lonely nights jerking it to her. So, back when I was terrorising Axel, a couple of normalities was all it took to make a brand new ‘7th Heaven’. Had to keep it vaguely similar cause I couldn’t be bothered to change their backstories.”

Video games… that was one of the things from Kazuma’s home world! He said they were like stories you could look at and control… so they were fictional? Or is he just messing with me now?

“I had some fun mixing FF7 into the world, really crafting their backstories to make them fit, ya know? Made Cloud a total cuck too, lol. Maybe that stuck.” He wondered aloud before shrugging off his own query, “After that, I got lazier. Slipped Morrigan and Lilith into the Succubus cafe. A new Goddess in Heaven here, a new Demon in Hell there, but by the time I was alone in this castle I just made any new crossover girl into my maid.”

My eyes slowly raised, giving each of the women that had beat me a proper look over. A woman with blonde hair wore a frilly pink maid uniform, wearing a regal crown along with her headband while holding a tray of tea. Next to her a dignified redheaded knight. A strange dichotomy where she had her sword ready to slice at me while wearing no skirt, pussy barely covered by the thin black g-string panties with garterbelt combo. There was also a tall athletic brunette–a hunter or perhaps a mercenary in stature–pointing two strange weapons that had stung me numerous times, unperturbed by her huge knockers supported only by a frilly black bra. A blue haired girl with a bad attitude and long forehead. A greennette with antlers. A woman with long thick warrior legs. Their designs were certainly unique enough to have come from fiction, but they were all real enough to have kicked my ass.

“Honestly I’d probably prefer your loser Kazuma to be still alive right now, cause you won’t understand who these girls are at all,” said the demon with a click of his tongue. “Oh well, I’ll at least introduce this one. Darkness, meet She-Hulk! My big green titty maid from some western hentai I read on an image board once.”

“Thank you, Master. Shall I strip and suck you off now?”

“Later, Shulkie. We’ve got a guest.”

All these women were once just fictional stories from Kazuma’s world? Now just magical slaves for his amusement and debaucherous desires. I could hardly judge considering all I’ve done, yet I could tell their autonomy had been totally stripped as they all glared daggers at me.

“You certainly have a type…”

“What was that?!” hissed the blue haired one, looking ready to strike me but holding on her master’s raised hand.

“Yes yes, but all this info dump exposition on my end is getting tiring. Let’s talk about you now,” He insisted, taking a slurp of his coffee as I still could barely stand, “What kinda things did you normalise in Axel?” His blue face went slightly pale, “Oh god, everyone’s not a masochist now, are they?”

“No.”

He tilted his head, “Hm, any new lovers?”

I didn’t answer that, though that said enough.

“Ohh, that’s a yes. Well, it’s obviously your shitty Kazuma, but anyone else?” I once more stayed silent, “Nice~ More men?” No point in lying really, I shook my head, “Women? Y’all did some Yuri?! How progressive of you, Darkness…” He chuckled, once more taking a slurp of his coffee, “Saw you aged up your Megumin too. What, lolis are taboo but mind control is a-ok?”

“W-what are you talking about…?”

“Hm… maybe I’ve just been in here a while…” He hummed, though his brain seemed to be chewing the information in a way that bothered him, “Wait… you aren’t taking any new guy partners apart from your Kazuma… did you give him a harem?!”

“So what.”

“PAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” He exploded in laughter, pointing directly at my face, with all his maids joining him in mocking me. Kazuma wiped a tear from his cheek after a full minute of laughter, “Oh god, that’s so fucking funny! A masochist gets ultimate power and uses it to make someone else’s life into a paradise! Of course!”

I growled back, trying to push off my blade to stand, “I'd do it again. My Kazuma deserved his prize. He’s twice the man you are, you simpering little toad.”

That wiped the grin off his sickening face. His eyes were tightening in annoyance towards me.

“Do you think your Kazuma’s penis is real?”

“...h-huh?”

“Vanir failed to reset the crossover characters,” He continued bitterly, “Stands to reason he’d miss something like resetting a magical cock too. I’ve always been naturally hung like a horse, but I remember thinking up the concept of a ‘hentai protagonist’ dick. One that always gets him into sexy scenarios, and that can grow and shrink to always be exactly the right size for any cunt. I bet your Kazuma knows about it too. Probably thinks he’s manipulating you all every time he whips it out.”

I thought about his reveal long and hard. He could be lying to mess with my beliefs… but then all the times I thought I was the one manipulating Kazuma? I couldn’t exactly be mad with him. The idea that his magic penis and my magic earrings worked in tandem like that…

The pair of us really did bring out the worst in each other, didn’t we?

“...hehe…” I giggled under my breath, unable to stop my swollen lipped smile breaking through, looking up into the eyes of the doppelganger with sincerity, “Somehow, that just makes me love him even more.”

“Yuck.” He grimaced, looking like he barely wanted to speak to me anymore, “Let’s just skip the emotional bullshit scenes already. Come on. We know how this is gonna end.”

I tried to look defiant from my crumpled form, “With your defeat?”

“Cute. But also, stupid. How are you not getting this? We could battle, we could have an epic normality duel, but it would just go on and on. ‘My sword is bigger than your sword’! ‘I use my ultra blast and kill you’! ‘But I had my blast proof underwear on and kill you’! It’s so~ preschool.” He rolled his eyes like even explaining it was beneath him, “We’re two gods playing with reality itself. We could tear this world apart in our fight but I thought we should spare everyone the pain and just skip to the end.”

“What are you planning to do to me?”

He wagged his finger, “I’m not going to do anything to you, Darkness. You’re going to beg to join forces with me.”

I blinked in confusion, “W-what?”

“Puh-lease. You’re Darkness!” He exclaimed, like that was an obvious fact I’d missed, “I’ve been on so many fights with you that end TERRIBLY. You’re not a Crusader, you’re not a secret genius deserving of those earrings, you’re the masochistic joke who can’t even battle cabbages without falling into a fantasy of getting degraded and fucked.”

I wanted to argue with him, but how can you deny the truth of your own shortcomings coming from your lover’s mouth?

He continued, “The one thing you’ve always wanted was a scumbag. You’ve regaled me with plenty of stories of you finding the Demon King and becoming his sex pet. Degraded, tied-up, spat on, used, abused, molested, left behind, slapped, fucked, ALL OF IT! And now I stand before you!”

He opened his arms as if presenting his body, the confidence oozed off of him.

“Am I not exactly what you want?! The Demon King, in the form of a dominant Kazuma! One that will berate you, bully you, take over the world with you, EVERYTHING! That little discarded peanut of a human you claim to love is nothing compared to me and you know it! A mere hand me down puppet of my brilliance!”

“You are NOTHING compared to him!”

I snapped back, yelling from the back of my throat all the emotions he dared to play with.

“Kazuma is kind and loving! He accepted me for who I am, even when I didn’t accept it myself! I would never betray him or his trust! He may falter at times, he may give in to sin, but to me that just makes him human! A trait you will never share with him again, demon.” I struggled to my feet once more, “I will never join you. As long as I stand here, as long as I continue to breathe, you haven’t won. You face Lalatina Dustiness Ford, the wall in your way that will never break.”

My feet slammed hard into the ground, ready to take any **** he or his maids threw at me.

His eyes were cold again. Looking down at me with a distant resentment, like I’d just spilled the last of the milk in winter.

“Ugh. Disgusting. Girls, rough her up!” He declared, kicking my coffee away while standing up.

The horde began to descend, but I was ready.

“Normally I can point at someone and declare them either part of the Eris or Axis religion!” I yelled, quickly aiming at the woman with the dual weapons that shot tiny arrows, “AXIS!”

“NNNAAAHHH!”

“Huh? Lara?” Asked Demon Kazuma, not expecting his ponytail maid to be spasming on the floor after such a declaration by me. “The hell was that?”

What it was was my Kazuma. The religious orgasmic revelation is still shining through to save my life in this world. This ‘Lara’ had just received a vision of the first time Kazama had fucked Aqua on my couch. I quickly pointed at the ginger girl in a bodysuit. “ERIS!”

“GUOAH!!”

“AXIS! ERIS! AXIS! ERIS!”

Four more girls collapsed to their knees, stroking at their cunts through their panties with wide smiles.

“Stop her pointing already, you idiots!”

The one with the long legs was the first to leap at me, a flurry of kicks faster than I could follow with my eye forcing me to block. Then the large green one that had managed to get around me wrapped her arms around me, clutching at my wrists and dragging them skyward. I winced in pain, but could feel enough wiggle room to still point my fingers down. Her hands were still part of her after all.

“ERIS!” I barked, feeling the emerald ogre quake, moaning deeply into my ear, but did not drop me. I kicked at her stomach, wrenching myself free before pointing at her one more time, “AXIS!”

The overlapping religious orgasms **** her to kneel before me. I finished off the rest of the maids. My speed shooting them with orgasms was too quick.

“Alright, you beat my maids. Well done.” Kazuma sarcastically clapped, “Whatever. Normally the maids all poof back to my bedroom from whence they came.” He casually made all the women vanish in a puff of smoke, speaking like I was making him late for a doctor’s appointment. “Is it over now? You done rebelling against inevitability?”

“No.” I growled, charging my battered body forwards, pointing directly at him, “AXIS!”

“I told you that won’t-”

He grimaced, and grimaced hard. Experiencing in full the effects of my normality, where he’s Aqua getting fucked by himself.

I didn’t need the orgasm though, I just needed him to be stunned in place long enough to get close.

“Eris, guide my sword…” I whispered my prayer deep, hoping for a miracle as I approached the stunned Kazuma as close as I could get. “Normally my blade can cut through anything!”

For years and years I’ve never really been able to hit its targets. Always missing at the exact moment I could be useful.

But not this time.

“GRAGH!! FUCK!!”

His torso fell backwards while his legs fell to the side. My blade had managed to cut straight through the fake Kazuma, splitting him in half, with dark blue blood gushing onto the floor below.

“Y-you f-fucking bitch…” He mumbled through the blood in his mouth, the light in his eyes dwindling more and more, “**** by Aqua’s orgasm… always knew th-that’s how I’d go out…”

“Don’t talk.” I’d tried to give him an order, but it came out more like a plea. Even like this, I did not enjoy watching Kazuma suffer.

“Heh… well played…” He grinned a bloody smile, each breath becoming a struggle, “But, ya kn-know… I always k-keep my m-magic items clo…”

The light finally dwindled, regardless of his cryptic final words. A silence befalling the room as I was the only one left breathing.

I had won.

“YAAAHHHHHIEIEEEEE!!!!”

My body recoiled in shock at the screaming occurring above me. In all the chaos, I’d forgotten about the girl in the cage swinging above us. A bright white magic glowing down from on high while she screamed in pain.

A holy light that suddenly enveloped this Dark Kazuma. Both halves of him raising up from the ground to suddenly slam back together. Reforming him perfectly before lowering him back down again.

Alive and well.

“Told you she had auto-revive.”

I felt my chances of hope dwindle harshly, while also looking upwards in confusion.

“A-Aqua…?”

“Oh, did you think I was the only one trapped in this place? Before Vanir cut it off from the world, I was able to keep just three people.”

I felt a lump in my throat, not liking where this was going.

His evil smile widened. He raised his hand to count off the three on his fingers. “A power source, a guard, and a gun.”

Dread filled my heart, feeling like I could barely breathe as the implications set in.

Images of what I’d seen on my way here flashed in my mind.

The sad girl in the cage above us. The large armoured knight that Chris was fighting. The railgun that shot explosions at the top of the castle.

He couldn’t…

“You three are a lot more useful under my control.”

A tear went down my cheek, looking up at the girl in the cage once more. Her eyes and mine locked, a pleading look in this Aqua’s eyes that instantly broke my heart.

I glared at him with a rage to fuel a thousand suns. “H-how? How could you…? Even as a demon… we were...”

“Whatever.” He shrugged. “None of you appreciated my new line of work. And you’d been such arrogant and annoying bitches when I was human it felt like I deserved recompense.”

“I’ll show you recompense!”

He just continued, easily dodging my sword slashes, “That Darkness’ mind went a looong time ago. I wanted to see how far her pain to pleasure shit went, so I just kept bringing her to the brink of ****. Maybe passed it, I forget. How am I supposed to know with you when ‘stop’ means ‘stop’?” He sighed with an exaggerated shrug, “I never understood masochists. Even now, I should punish you for killing me, but where does the line begin and end? Well, I guess there’s the obvious way.”

He raised a hand upwards, charging a small ball of dark energy directly… towards the cage. The Aqua inside squeaking in fear, recoiling back away from the edge she was peering over.

“W-wait!” I exclaimed, lowering my sword, “Don’t hurt her!”

Kazuma scratched at his chin with his non-charging hand, “Hmm, you’re probably right. She is my free revive. Though you are going to have to get better at letting me hurt others once we’re a team.”

“Why me?! What does this all prove?! That you can hurt powerless innocents?!”

“It proves that I’ve won. You are Vanir’s new normality champion, and I could easily best you but it’d be so much more fun to corrupt you.” He grinned, “Just become my partner and I’ll even set up a nice little dream world for your Kazuma, Aqua and Megumin to live in. Cause I’m so ‘nice and loving’ apparently.”

I heard a sound from behind me.

“...fine.”

“Wait, really?”

I sighed, accepting that this Kazuma had no way to die. He would eventually find a way to bully or trick me out of my earrings. I had just one last play to make. “I want it to be official that you’ve won, so let’s make a deal.”

He seemed both bemused, confused, and intrigued, “A deal?”

“Demon’s like deals, correct? The only things you like more are simple games of chance…” I raised my hands, placing a fist in my palm. “I believe you were fond of Rock paper scissors?”

“Interesting. Very interesting.” He crooned, giving a cursory glance around the room to check my authenticity.

I continued, “If I win you stay in this room, forever. You return the three versions of your friends to how they were before you used your earrings, and I get your earrings so you can’t hurt anyone anymore.”

His huge body overtook my vision as he seemed to inspect me. His grin was cataclysmically large across his evil face, threatening to tear his skin from ear to ear. “And if I win, your body will turn into a demon to join me. You’ll use your earrings exclusively for my benefit. It’ll be fun having a pervert back in my life. No one knows how to have fun around here, and watching you beg me to destroy your world sounds rather delightful.”

Even under his large imposing shadow, I stood strong. This was my one chance.

“Enough stalling. Do we have a deal?”

He backed off slightly just to put his hands into a similar position to mine.

“I’d say we do.”

I nodded.

No turning back now. Eris, I beg you to bless me your luck in this moment.

“Rock...”

Like a judge’s gavel, each punch against my hand felt of greater importance than the last.

“Paper…”

He was smirking at me. Like my defiance was that of a child’s who had been denied another slice of cake.

“Scissors!”

My heart was hammering in my chest so loud I feared my eyes would black out from stress. I almost felt like I couldn’t look. The future of the world depended on my luck and how my hand was positioned.

He pulled scissors.

I had my hand straight out, for paper.

I'd lost.

Utterly and completely, lost.

The final chance to defeat him before he took over my world, and I'd ruined everything. I fell to my knees, already feeling the effects of the spell taking over as pain rippled through me, changing my body into a demon. I could do nothing but clutch at myself as the process began taking over.

And then Kazuma got punched in his grinning face.

He stumbled to the side in shock. His weird metal screen fell to the ground as he collided with it. His jaw was bruised, but more just clenched in anger as he whipped his head around to see who had attacked him.

“Rock, bitch.” said my favourite voice in the whole world.

The real Kazuma had returned.

-Perspective Shift: Satou Kazuma-