The stranger lay half awake face down on the counter top of the bar, various empty bottles of liqour strewn across the surface.
"Um...sir, I think you've had enough" the Bar-Keep said hesitantly as the stranger sat up.
"Oh please *hic* I'm fine"
"The mind is strong, but the body continues to fail me" He said placing a hand on his forehead, the gauntlet disappearing beneath his hood.
The door to the bar opened, catching both the Bartender and the stranger's attention.
The stranger looked back at the door, sighing upon seeing who had walked in.
What appeared to be a bloodied and battered Jericho.
She was carrying a near unconscious Ban, as well as a rather young looking woman, wearing a concerningly revealing outfit.
"What the fu-"
"W-Welcome!" The Bar-keep said anxiously, cutting the stranger off.
The stranger groaned to himself as he rest his forehead against the counter top of the bar.
His senses were muddled from the alcohol coursing through his body, not even noticing the Bar-keep stashing the newcomers away in the pantry.
However a sudden rush of wind accompanied by the ground shaking managed to catch his attention.
He turned back to find half of the bar sliding down a mountainside, both Galand and Melascula waiting in the new opening.
"Strange, I could have sworn they were here..." Galand said scratching his chin.
Galand stepped toward the bar, sniffing the air.
"Something smells good!" Galand said as he looked over the bar, causing the tavern owner to cower in fear.
Melascula floated next to Galand, watching curiously as to what he was doing.
"Who would have thought booze would have come this far in three thousand years time!!" Galand cheered loudly as he drank from a keg of booze.
Galand jumped slightly at a metal *clank* against his elbow.
Both Melascula and Galand looked to the stranger, who was holding up his mug.
"Hey, if you're raiding the bar. Mind topping me off?" He asked shaking his mug.
"And who might you be" Melascula asked coldly, floating toward the stranger.
"More importantly where did you come from? I didn't see you when we entered" Galand remarked, tilting his head.
"Been here the whole time old man" the stranger said bluntly. Clanking his mug against Galand's metal arm.
Melascula got close to the stranger's hood, narrowing her eyes.
"You seem oddly...familiar" she remarked.
Her eyes widened as Galand held a mug out to her, refilling the stranger's as well.
"Come now take a breather Melascula! What harm could one little human be?"
*To Be Continued*
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The Seven Deadly Sins: Death's Legacy
FanfictionDeath had lived for millions of years, he was the oldest of his kind and the last. However the tittle of death had been owned by many different species over the course of time. Even death had become bored after thousands of years of the same thing...
