Such Sweet Sorrow - An Invasion Fic

Prompt: Write a one-shot about the Black Seperation Crystal (by MxThomas)

The heir of sunlight, a tall, fair-haired man with shiny silver armour, and a gilded longsword to match, cleaved through the last of the artificial undead.

The demonic harvester roared out, dropping his Full Moon Sickles into the dirt, before crumbling to ashes.

Smiling, the xanthous spirit took a proper bow.

"By my troth, these foes are laughable!" he exclaimed. "It is my pleasure to assist you in destroying them."

"That's good," the host said - a Havelmonster wannabe with only the stone-bound gauntlets, the rest of his set being a mix and match between Vengarl's and Llewellyn's, he was relieved to have cleared Harvest Valley so quickly. It was to his great glee that he had picked up his ally, Sir XxAnalPassageAnguishxX from his yellow-tinged summon sign, back at the bonfire.

As far as he knew, nobody co-op'd this area any more. People found it far too easy, especially since you could just run past every enemy all the way to the boss.

But the host had not had it so easy. His eyes prickled with tears as repressed memories of falling down poisonous potholes, and being flattened by overseer beasts came flooding back.

It was okay now. Everything would be alright. XxAnalPassageAnguishxX had gotten him this far; it was almost over.

Breathing hard, the host reached out for the puffy mist of the fog door, and stepped through.

The demon which occupied the room, an abhorrent, fat flump, started to bawl as it crawled at 0.5 mph towards his position.

"Oh, shit," the host wailed, having a major spasm as the fear took hold.

A sound behind him tickled at his ears. He turned just in time to see XxAnalPassageAnguishxX dropping to his knees, a greyish-black aura spherically orbiting him.

"WHATTHEFUCKAREYOUDOING?!" the host screamed, noticing the black seperation crystal in his hands.

The heir to the sun laughed. "Well, my friend. Parting is such sweet sorrow..."

With a maniacal giggle, his phantom raised a glowing middle finger as he disappeared into the air.

The host felt a trickle of wee run down his leg as he looked back just in time to see a cavernous green mouth rise up right in front of him.