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>>45614888

Seals, daggers, lasers, petals, bullets, and danmaku of every size and shape poured forth from the sages in retaliation yet nothing could touch him as fire was traded between the two parties. Despite the numbers Santa was in no way outgunned, it was all Hana could do to squeeze the lines of the world and ride around the pellets if she wanted to witness it all.


Hana didn’t know how it happened even though she watched it from start to finish, Hijiri went down first, the Miko only a second after. Spell cards were launched from both sides with ferocity and bombs activated clearing the field only for a moment before refilling with a vengeance. Kanako was hit several times and while she tried remaining in the air she fell out of the air.

It wasn’t entirely one sided at least, they were winning, if only by time out. The sages and her mother were in their positions for a reason it seemed. However, despite the placidity of her mother and how she dodged every shot perfectly and without a sweat, how the sages avoided the spell cards and sent out their own to even the odds, it didn’t change the power between them.

With a shout a strange power swirled, “I tire of the games of you so called sages, this year I bring my greatest gift, [naughty or nice, I see it all!]”

From his hand a large sack emerged, presents scattered about and out of them shot danmaku, some lasers. Little pop up toys exploded with rings of dense pellets and from others came yet more presents, revolving lasers and pellets burst forth before from st. Nick’s aura came a pure white wave then one dark. It washed over the sky without stopping, not even Hana could avoid it from the distance she was at, nor could her mother despite her ability to alter reality…

Things went black then as the wave hit them, and by the time Hana opened her eyes again, the sages, gods, priests, leaders, and both of her mothers lay upon the ground. Their outfits torn up and charred in places, their skin itself bruised and battered. Santa set down onto the Earth with them, his own outfit immaculate and not a hair of his beard out of place.

As if by chance both Yukari and Reimu lay side by side despite falling at different times. A pang of worry coursed through Hana as she tried staggering to her feet, only to feel the burns and pain of a hard landing which grounded her again. Yukari looked up, and got up to her knees, only to stay there as she bowed, “It is all I can do left, punish me as you wish but the rest of this land is innocent and your charity will only destroy it, pleas-“

Once again, a single word reverberated through the air, “Silence”

With a deep timber Santa exclaimed, “Innocent you say!? A land where you keep those of innocence as livestock, feral animals, or treated as background just because they live free and pure lives in the forest? A land where you play with them as if they were toys to be disposed of if and when you see fit?”

He seemed to grow even louder, “That barrier should be torn down and your sin’s exposed to the father and all creation. Let your kind fade away for once and for all! Your cruel treatment of those that love and loved you is alone enough.”

This time it was Reimu that stirred from the dirt, “N-no! my family is trying their best, I won’t let you destroy all they have left for them!” Reimu stared up at him in defiance, yet her body was unable to keep up with her words.

Santa’s voice grew calmer, sorrowful even, “and yet, you were the one that tore down their future from a grand and loving thing into a life of horror and sorrow. You claim to defend them, and you’ve made great strides, but how long until you break under the weight of your own sins and sabotage yourself?”

Anger, then despair, then a forced placidity marred with doubt painted the face of Reimu. It was something Hana had always wanted said to her, yet it was just painful to watch. To see both mother and mama brought low, Yukari cowering in the dirt unbefitting of her pride despite it being good for her to learn to be a bit humbler. It was something Hana couldn’t stand seeing, it was something that she needed to do herself, and yet how could she oppose this… thing?!

It burned at her; she hated her mother. She hated the pain she caused, the fear she struck and the things she did to her father all for nothing more than whims and a lack of control. She loved Yukari, but she was not a fool to believe her a saint, she was doing things the wrong way perhaps, but she was not evil at heart. Still, both had hurt her in their own ways. Neither was free of the sins they steeped themselves in and they did deserve to have something come their way… but from this thing?

>>14512014
Chinese dress doesnt suit her.

>>14509661
It wont, people are keeping it allive. Besides, I refuse to let this die before the kappa nipple thread.
>24
Advent calanders go up to 25. Or will you post bonus images on Christmas?