Hello, Skylinemaster here with the sequel to the Leviathan of Halkeginia.

"Speech."

Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Supernatural or Familiar of Zero.

"And that is everything sir?"

Edgar asked me as I stared out the window overlooking the gate of my new home. It is still early morning and this is why I am not at church yet.

I just finished explaining everything to my fellow Leviathan, about how I got into this world up to the conversation we are currently having right now.

"Indeed it is. I'm curious, can you transform into Edgar's form?"

I said as he nodded side to side.

"No I can't. I've been trying to since we came in this room. I don't like this form."

He said as I just looked at him.

"Interesting. The trip to here must have taken you out of Edgar's body and you came here in your true form. We need to make sure that you still have your abilities."

I said as he nodded.

"How many people in this building?"

I asked.

"A couple dozen, comprised of servants and guards."

"Your senses are on point as usual. What are the five main countries of Halkeginia?"

"Romalia, Albion, Tristanian, Gallia, and Germania."

"Good, the memories have integrated well. Smile."

At this, Edgar displayed his true teeth to me. Good, he seems to have retained all of his Leviathan powers. I will need them in the future.

"Everything is in working order, but we need more of us if I am to succeed."

"Is the plan still in effect?"

He asked me as he raised his eyebrows.

"Yes. Obviously modified though. I will share with you the specifics once we've gathered as many of our kind as possible."

I felt a presence approach the door as I frowned.

"It appears that will have to wait though."

I said as the door opened and a bodyguard came into the room with a plate of breakfast.

"Your food is here."

Indeed it is.

Edgar and I travelled to the San Abundicus Chapel in the heart of Vaticano with the bodyguard detachment. I looked out the carriage and saw crowds of people lined up behind the bodyguards, all wanting a look at me.

"Isn't it ironic? They look at God's representative on Halkeginia as me."

"Indeed it is. Fate has a strange way of working."

Edgar said, still in Julio's form. I guess that will take some time to get used to.

"So what exactly am I going to do today?"

I asked. Julio was the Pope's personal guard, but also anything else he wanted him to be. Personal assistant, water boy, Julio was the Pope's private mule. As such, he has everything the Pope was going to do today, but sadly can't, because I am here now.

"Private mass with a group of nobles from ten to eleven, public mass at the Piazza San Minias from eleven to twelve. Lunch for an hour. Meet with Cardinal Roland Valorean of Gallia at one thirty, meet with the Grand Duke of Saxony at three. Examine a list of possible people to excommunicate at four, and finally review the revenues taken from the seven dioceses of Tristania."

Edgar finally finished.

Well, that is an awful lot, but not as much as I did when I was Dick Roman.

The carriage pulled in front of the Basilica Cattedrale di San Giuseppe and came to a complete stop.

I turned to Edgar as the carriage door opened.

"Let's begin."

"I hear by bless thee, Baron of Diren, with Brimir's water."

I said this as I poured water onto the kneeling noble in front of me.

I glanced at the three nobles who have previously been blessed by me, the wife and children of the Baron. These were the nobles that Edgar told me about earlier.

The man in front of me rose up with tears in his eyes.

"Your touch has sanctified me. Thank you, father."

I smiled at these words spoken by the man.

"It is no problem, my son. Live well, and further multiply."

I meant really meant the last part.

"Please bless my child!"

I heard the many voices of those who screamed in my direction.

I am surrounded by hundreds of people, people firmly believing in religion and me as God's representative on Earth. The last part is technically true though.

I glanced towards the sound of the woman who asked me to bless her child. Many have asked me to do the same, but this particular woman is very loud, louder than the rest of the weeping women.

I walked towards her as Edgar walked beside me. I saw the woman in question, a poor looking woman with a brown piece of cloth wrapped around her head. Her dirty face is looking down at her child, which is a small girl wrapped in a small blanket. The woman and the crowd behind her are being held back by my guards, who've formed a barricade around me.

"It is fine, let the woman hand over the child."

I said as the woman smiled with tears in her eyes.

"Thank you father!"

She wept as the child was handed over to me.

I glanced at the baby as did Edgar.

Hm, seems healthy. If given a few years to mature, I can see her being a good appetizer.

"Live well my child. Eat and grow fat."

"So, what is it that you wanted to discuss with me, Cardinal?"

I asked a Roland Valorean, who sat opposite of me.

"I wanted to talk about the situation within Gallia. King Joesph is becoming increasing unstable, and I feel that Gallia is preparing to invade Tristania or Germania."

He said.

King Joesph. The third Void Mage. He's supposedly insane, but behind the scenes he proves himself to be a very shrewd manipulator. I would like him, but his plans to destabilize the region go against mine. I'll have to act."

"Yes, I'm aware. Don't worry, I already have a plan to take care of him."

"I don't know if I can do that."

I said as I listened to the Grand Duke of Saxony, Johann von Saxony. He is talking about what equates to a divorce, something not allowed by church doctrine. However, divorces are permissible if the Pope himself issues an annulment.

"Please, my wife is barren and nagging. She refuses to produce children for my bloodline to continue. You must understand…"

I smiled at his words. Yes, an old wife is problematic but the lack of children is what troubles me the most. Less children equals a smaller food supply for us.

"That is problematic, but I cannot simply do this without anything in return."

I smiled at him as he cringed. He knows exactly what I mean.

"What is it you want?"

Hmm, good question.

"A favor."

"A favor?"

He asked back, puzzled at my words.

"Yes. In the future, you will owe me something."

"Deal, now annul my marriage."

He shook my head as he said this. Good, I like deals.

"Sir, here is the list."

The altar boy that was with me at mass earlier handed me a scroll.

An excommunication list.

I took it from the boy and looked it over. The Pope in here really likes to excommunicate people for some reason, and in this day and age, excommunication is even worse than death.

Excommunication of an individual normally means said individual is arrested, tortured, and then killed by the state he is in. The state does this to keep in good graces with the Church and its leader will continue to go to Heaven, instead of rotting in Hell.

I unraveled the scroll and looked at the names.

Leopold Eberlin

Antonio Scarnatti

Robert Fitzclair

Joseph Turman

Hm, the list seems a bit short today. The list normally contains ten or more people.

I glanced at Edgar and then at the altar boy, a short boy of about seven with light blonde hair.

"No one is going to get excommunicated tonight."

"Here is the ledger containing the revenues from the Tristanian dioceses."

One of my bodyguards handed to me. I glanced at the ledger, a small hardcover book. No doubt very important, but I am growing a bit impatient at the moment. I did not have to look at every little thing when I was on Earth, why should I do that here?

"Thank you. Can you ready the carriage? I want to do something special tonight."

I said as the bodyguard nodded.

I handed the book over to Edgar, who looked at the information inside of it.

"Write up a report about that as soon as possible."

I said as I reclined in my chair.

Edgar and I waited around for five minutes before the bodyguard from before came back into the room.

"Is the detachment outside?"

I asked, getting out of my chair.

"Indeed sir, waiting on you."

"Of course. Tell them we just stopping at the house today. I want to go somewhere after that."

My bodyguard looks confused.

"Where sir?"

"To the lake, I want to hold a little nighttime baptism."

"Did you get all of the ingredients from the house?"

I asked Edgar as I walked out of the carriage.

"Yes. Assembled all of it this morning in a bag."

"Good."

I turned and faced my bodyguards, all of them in neutral position. They flank me, five on each side, each with their halberds pointed towards the night sky.

"I will commence to perform a special baptism on each one of you. This baptism will, give you new life and make you feel reborn."

I said as the guards said nothing out loud, but I know that they are silently rejoicing on the inside.

I picked the guard furthest from me and walked to the lake with him and Edgar.

I stopped beside the lake as Edgar took out the ingredients.

"My son, are you ready to be cleansed?"

I asked as the bodyguard kneeled down, his sword piercing the ground in front of him. He glanced up at me, and I smiled.

"Yes, father."

He said simply as Edgar mixed the ingredients together.

I then glanced back at Edgar, who handed me a short dagger. I slit my left wrist, causing black goo to drip into the bowl.

"Unum ex supra profanum, hoc sacrificium manifestaturus es te ipsum et in conspectu tuo."

I felt a Leviathan manifesting into his body as the wound on my wrist healed up.

The bodyguard stood up, and looked around before fixing his gaze onto Edgar, and then me.

I smiled as I know exactly who this is, my loyal assistant.

"Susan, welcome."

I said as she smiled.

"Thank you, Mr. Roman. Where are we?"

"Come now, I'm the Pope here. All your questions will be answered, but as for now, bring the next one over here, we will all be Leviathan."

I repeated the same process with all of my bodyguards, and then the carriage driver.

All of them have changed. Changed from pathetic Humans back into their glory, the Leviathan.

There are gathered around me in a semi-circle. Edgar is by my side as the light of the moon shone on us.

"You all have questions. I have the answers. We will feast in this world. What the Winchesters have foiled will go on as planned here."

I said as all of them looked at me.

"What are our orders, boss?"

The one directly in front of me asked. I remember him, he took the form of a prison warden. Feasted on Humans in prison, the perfect place to feed and go unnoticed. Sentred was his name if I remember correctly. He is one of my bodyguards though.

"Sentred, haven't I always given you orders? They will come in do time. Now, however, we need to bring forth more of us. The thirteen of us can infiltrate key positions in this world, but that will not be enough. We need to ensure that my plans are followed to the dot, and so we need more of us."

I said as they all nodded.

"Anything to add, Edgar? Susan?"

Neither of them said anything to my question.

"Very well then. First things first though, no eating yet. We will have our all you can eat buffet soon enough."

I heard some moaning when I banned eating Humans at the moment. Don't worry, you can eat them soon enough.

"Should we bib you?"

Edgar asked, stepping forward.

"Calm down, Edgar."

I said, putting my hand on his chest to prevent him from walking forward.

"Don't worry. It dawned on me that I might have been a bit too harsh with you before. My new policy is three strikes and you're bibbed. How does that sound?"

"Very good! Thank you boss!"

They shouted. I can sense the fear in their responses.

"Excellent. Now, the plan is the same tomorrow. We need to move slowly but surely. We will gather people of stature, local merchants and the like, and bring them here for a mass Leviathan takeover. Edgar will bring the spell components and you will perform your duties as guards at the moment."

I said.

"Any questions?"

Susan asked.

"No sir."

"Good, tomorrow we move one step closer to our Paradise."

I said, staring into the moon.

Well, I hope you enjoyed this. This story is mainly going ot focus on the Leviathan takeover of Halkeginia. I have a question for my readers about how this story should go. I am planning to having chapters about miscellaneous Leviathan in their little side stories based on the orders Dick Roman/ the Pope gave to them. Should I have another story made just on these little side stories, or should I just put them into this story as omakes or stand alone chapters? Please review or message me about what I should do.

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