Hare Krishna hare Krishna Krishna Krishna hare Hare Hare/ Hare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare

This fanfiction is (obliviously) written by a Hare Krishna devotee from Montreal and an ex otaku...alright, maybe not so moment I heard Krishna was in Shin Megami Tensei, I was ecstatic. when I learn he had taken the role of the villain…I sort of became mad.

Or madder than usual.

Then I became inspired to write, to share Krishna as He is in all His Glories and sweetness. This piece of fanfiction is extremely special, for it has been blessed with the wisdom of many of my teachers and spiritual Master. May it give you, whoever has the fortune of reading this fanfiction, pure love of God and the ultimate goal of life.

This work is not perfect, but Srila Prabhupada wrote in his translation of the Srimad Bhagavatam that even if imperfect, any work glorifying the Lord is topmost in quality due to its ever perfect subject. (1.5.11)

Om tat sat.

"Hari haraye namah krishna~ Yadavaya namaha~"

"~Yadhavaya Madhavaya~Keshavaya Namaha~

Nanashi raised his head as the wonderful, ethereal song reached his ears. it was just one of those days when he would stand guard beside a dumpster, So the distraction was well appreciated. especially when he had to suffer through his sister signing this old 'carousel of agony' tune for the up tent time. closing his eyes and tuning out his surrounding, the young cadet absorbed himself in the mysterious song.

" Gopal, Govinda, Rama~ Sri Madhusudana~*

Giridhari, Gopinatha~Madana-mohana~"*

it felt so familiar, it felt like home, like a dream long forgotten on the threshold of remembrance. if not for the fact that the signer moved further away, his voice becoming intelligible

'...seriously, what is this song and who is singing like that?' he wondered as the desire to meet the signer bloomed in his heart.

Looking back a where his adopted sister was still engrossed in her dumpster diving endeavours, the punk in green evaluated the risk and benefit of following his ears and heart to the singer. 'let see. The place is clear. And knowing Nikkari, nothing will get past his watch. Asahi is still very busy and it's like bloody boring. On the other hand, if I am caught straying from her... the boss will rip me a new one...' he shuddered at the prospect...And yet, and yet he was not really one who followed the rules. and he really, really wanted to meet the singer before something happened to him.

"Yo, Asahi," he called to his sister. "I'm going to take a leak. Don't do anything stupid, 'Kay?"

Asahi's head popped out of the dumpster she had been raiding for twenty minutes now, leering at him with curled lips and narrowed eyes as if he had informed her or something worst. "Don't tell me...ugh...fine, I can take care of myself, thank you for the TMI by the way."

Nanashi grinned, " I' m just following the standard protocol sis."

Asahi widened her eyes in joked shock. "wait, you? Following protocols."

" Hey, shut up. It was only this one time… can I to now? I really-" need to follow this singer, not that she needed to know. But just for emphasis, he began hopping from one leg to another.

yes, it looked stupid, but he really did have this urge to just bolt from there.

" Yeah, just go do whatever you want. But remember to keep us updated, and find something cool or Nikkari will really roast you this time."

Nanashi smiled broadly, after throwing a quick 'thanks' over his shoulder, began the chase elusive signer, without considering that it could very well be a demon, like a siren. but then, the young anarchist had never met one, let alone a male.

As he followed the wonderful song, already, the singer was far enough that the lyrics where rendered an indistinct mess the maze of the dilapidated Kinshicho district. Eventually, he arrived at where the song resounded the loudest and clearest, there he met a sight that will never leave his mind eyes.

There was a young man of peerless beauty dresser in bright orange bed sheets. He was bare-chested, baring a fragrant flower garland and another orange blanket around his shoulder. On his shoulder also was a string instrument the stranger strummed expertly as he sang and danced exuberantly, making his matted locks of golden hair flare like an extraordinary corona.

Nanashi just stood there, staring at the dancing, glowing man. He looked so out of place in the gloom of Tokyo, as if the sun had gone down to hang out with the unclean crowd of Naraku. intoxicated with his dancing and chanting, the man swayed and cried tears of joy. belting out a soulful Sanskrit chant that stirred the teen's heart more than a sappy movie.

As for what he was chanting?

Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna~

Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare ~

Hare Rama, Hare Rama~

Rama Rama, Hare Hare~

And, like with his previous song, it made Nanashi shed some tears as the distinct feeling of having found a precious treasure once stolen flooded his entire being.

'I know is this song...where have I heard it? And why is this man so familiar.'He thought as he whipped away his unceasing tears. Glad that no one was seeing this display. he was already pretty, delicate and unsure of his orientation. he did not need more fuel to feed this particular fire.

Scratch that, the stranger took notice, and then grabbed the fifteen-year-old boy by the hands as he swayed in pure bliss.

"Oh, glories of all glories." He joyfully declared with an accent never heard by the underdome dweller. "I came to this place expecting to find a spiritual void, bereft of any type of devotion. And then you came, tasting the nectar of His sweet name like a devotee." The exuberant stranger extolled as he embraced the youth to his chest in the greatest bear hug known to humanity. "Tell me, oh fortunate child, who are you, who are your parents, where do you reside and who is your Guru?"

Nanashi just stood there, not sure if he should fight his way out or not do anything...And finally realized that the glowing stranger did not touch the ground, and the touch of his hand (he had released the boys but not his hands it seemed.) gave the young teen...a very blissful feeling, more intense than the Marin Karin spell...But better and without uncontrollable lust.

"I'm...Nanashi. I'm an orphan...I live... I live here, and what the hell is a guru? And just who are you?" there, he was back to his normal.

At the mention of his unfortunate lack of biological parents and crooked answered, the stranger looked compassionately and the young punk. Calming down from whatever had buzzed him so hard.

"Ah...I see. To answer your question, my name is Narada Muni, I am but a servant of the Lord of the universe, Bhagavan Sri Krishna. And a Guru is one who re-connect his disciples with The supreme and absolute truth and re-establish them in there eternal service to God."

The moment the word 'God' left his mouth, the boy in green ripped away his hand from the soft grip of Narada and drew out his Katana. 'shit! He must be an angel. I'm so screwed.'

Surprised and worried at the way Nanashi had reacted, Narada tried his best to pacify the boy.

" Ah...shanti shanti. Please be at peace. What cause you this reaction? You know I do not wish you any type of harm."

"Bullshit, you angels are all the same." Nanashi growled " you keep killing us human left and right in the name of God just because we're not pure enough! We will not worship your God...better die free." He boldly declared to Narada in a show of defiance.

Sure, he could run...But he also knew he would not survive the chase. 'better I let him kill me now then lead him to my sister and teachers.' he thought as he was mentally preparing for his imminent demise.

Narada...just looked extremely puzzled and saddened at the teen's reaction. " but why do you think-" the angel in orange trailed off for a moment, his eyes opened wide " Oh. No, my lord, Sri Krishna is not like that. He is an unlimited ocean of mercy and a reservoir of sweetness." He soothed.

The boy raised a brow, his katana poised.

"Oh, you unfortunate child. You have been bewildered by the false god of this infernal play." At those words, Nanashi lowered his sword.

"Obliviously, your so-called 'god' and my Master are not the same persons. My master, the supreme personality of Godhead, is an ocean of mercy and the best friend and well-wishers of all living entity."

"Yeah, sure..." Nanashi spoke out, "Pull the other one, it has bells on it.."

This caused an amused smile to bloom on the face of the great sage. " indeed. Well, since I will obviously not be able to convince with words, and since you appreciated my singing of His Names and Glories, I Narada Muni, will give you the greatest of boons." He said as he while he opened his right palm forward in a sign of benediction.

Nanashi tensed up in anticipation, it could be anything, and attack, a curse...a blessing in disguise.

"Very soon, you will experience the sweetness of my Lord and Master, Bhagavan Sri Krishna, as you embark on an adventure that will change many lives. you will gain His ever precious association, and service, as He enacts yet another one of His wonderful pastime. May you meet many great souls and find your true family, and may love of God bloom in your heart. I give you this blessing, that the Lord of All Lord, the Master and Generator of all universes and The Lord of the Gopis of Vraja, your eternal Master, always remain with you."

A shiver went up Nanashi's spine...'what...the hell?'

"Now, I wish I could remain longer to teach you the sublime process of Bhakti-yoga, but unfortunately, I must leave." And then, Narada muni was gone.

No, he hadn't blinked, he had kept staring at Narada as he waited for the other shoe to drop. And then he was just gone, leaving Nanashi all alone in the blocked-off street of Kinshicho wondering what the was that all about.

'...ok...that was weird...' he thought as he put away his carbon katana as he surveyed his surroundings. There was no sign that Narada had even been there, nor any demons. Taking a step back, his foot made something slid on the ground with a clattering noise.

'of hey! A smartphone!' he picked up the piece of technology off the ground and tried to boot it up, but the screen remained black.

'Well...at least I have something to show.' putting his meeting with Narada and his blessing behind him, Nanashi somehow managed to find his way back to the team. Whom, by the time he returned, were planning a search for him since he had been gone for half an hour.

well, at least the corner of Nikkari's mouth had a bit of an upturned twist. so while he was mad, and rightly so, Nanashi knew it would not last long. like last time.

in the control room, chaos reigned and a feeling of utter hopelessness pervaded the atmosphere as the countdown to impact inexorably tick down.

Static

suddenly, one of the tech guys screamed something about Flynn being on camera four. So everyone turned their gaze at the otaku turned samurai.

Static

" I want to save everyone...no matter the cost." He spoke with resolution as he drew the legendary Masakado sword.

Static

the countdown until the nuclear head obliterated Tokyo neared zero, A...monstrous head of what was probably Masakado engulfed Flynn's ow, ready to accept the sacrifice.

Static

And then, the youngest member of the counter demon force...

A pair of hand mercifully hid Nanashi's eyes from the gruesome display. They were so soft and fragrant...soothing like moonlight.

"Whoops! That's not for you, not anymore." Spoke a young man with a voice as deep as the rumbling of the firmament during an earthquake...And yet a thousand time sweeter than...

Actually, Nanashi had nothing to compare it with, this voice literally was the first time had experience sweetness.

He tried to turn around...And when he succeeded, a powerful and all-pervading light blinded the boy. It was so powerful, the dreaming youth thought he would forget himself in the bliss of painlessness.

"No, please. Do not lose yourself in my light. For now, just remain 'Nanashi'. Later, you will have another name, and your eternal identity." The source of the light spoke, his voice pervading the ether.

"Who are you? What do you want of me?" the boy asked.

"...oh, so you have forgotten about me." Spoke the light, his disappointment very clear. " I am the supreme Brahman or Supreme Spirit. But God may be more familiar to you." The light, God spoke gently. " And...I just wanted to meet you."

" why?"

" because I miss you."

Those words, heavy with love, made Nanashi reeled.

And then his sister woke him up. They had a training session with Nikkari in Kinshicho park and once again, He had been oversleeping...In her opinion.

" alright Nanashi, good job." Cheered Asahi. "You're a natural at it."

Nanashi just shrugged as he cleaned his sword, he just knew how to wield a katana well and his aim was true. It took him a lot of practice to get at that level, and a pair of exceptional teachers.

But he knew that he was not at his best, his mind still lingering on last night's dream.

'it's just a dream...a stupid dream where God misses me. I swear...it must have been this Narada.'

" Nanashi...is everything alright. You look spaced out." Asahi gently asked her adopted brother. "It's another one of those dreams, is it? The one with the crucified boy?"

He nodded, for as long as he could remember, he had been plagued with very intense dreams. Some were of the past when the bedrock dome was erected to protect them from the ICBM and locking them up with the demons. other times, it was about a boy, with blue hair being attacked by mask-wearing demons, usually, he had guns for fingers in those. And other times it was about a woman who had his eyes and... very uncommon hair.

She looked so much like him.

But those were just dreams... dreams he would relate to his sister when she would wake him up.

Of course, the current dream, the one about God missing him...definitely would not fly. He had heard hunters being killed for less than that. And thus he had lied.

Asahi pat him on the back. " Well that sucks...anyway, I think we practiced enough, let's go to report back at the fountain." Grabbing his hand, she led Nanashi to were their mentors waited for them. Both men were speaking about something while absentmindedly flexing and rubbing their left arm.

"Nanashi, you were distracted today." Commented Nikkari, the older demon hunter spoke as less of reproach and more as an observation.

" Yeah...weird dream."

" and then there is yesterday's escapade."

Nanashi shrunk under the older hunters disapproving gaze.

" Yo, Nik. Cut the kid some slack would ya? He's just 15, you know, stuff is changin'." Manabu spoke as he gave a meaningful glance to the 'old man' of the group who simply rolled his eyes and massaged his nose.

Nanashi just kept a stone-like expression, he knew what Manabu was referring too but...well, he'd just never had something like that, something about being malnourished and lacking sunlight, the doctor said.

"Nonetheless you and your sister have improved tremendously. Soon enough, you will both have your own smartphone and demons." This made Asahi squealed in pure delight.

"That should do, for now. Let's be on our way." Nikkari spoke as he smiled to Nanashi, and the boy knew his past transgression was somewhat forgiven.

Nanashi paused as he rubbed his left arm...it was twitching like crazy and for some reason, his guts told him something...not so good was going to happen. Noticing his unease, Asahi tried to break the overall tension.

"Was fighting hard, Nanashi?"

'...really?' "Nah, not really." The boy in green shrugged, killing demons never caused him any problem. especially those who were known man-eater, meaning most of them.

"You really held out your own out there." She commented with a tender smile that did not do anything to ease the tense atmosphere.

Suddenly, shadows fell from the sky and an overpowering smell of expensive perfume choked their lungs. Immediately, both elder hunters surrounded the two cadets. and not a moment too soon, for they were now surrounded by a group of demons, all of them gazing at the small human group like a butcher a carcass.

"Shit..."

Somehow, this one word by Manabu explained the situation perfectly.

Out of the horde of demons, one walked out, and Nanashi did not know if he should be extremely scared or extremely amused.

The mix of the two was very peculiar, to say the least.

It was an unholy mix between a unicorn and a peacock decorated with piercings, purple makeup and what he hoped where false eyelashes.

The...fabulous being, sashayed from between the other demons, towering over them. Swaying his hip like a pendulum he opened his tail and struck a pose, some flames elegantly curling from his plump purple lips.

"I am Adramelech," he introduced himself with a flourish, "loyal servant and sworn knight of the Demon Lord Lucifer."

The group of surrounded human looked at one another. On one side, they knew they were doom, there was no way they could beat this demon. And on the other...

If a lipstick-wearing unicock...peacorn...thing was his lieutenant, it spoke *volume* about the fallen angel.

The hybrid continued. " there's been talk of Merkabah descent from the Sky Tower and we came to have a little look-see. Of course," his reddish gaze hungrily scanned the only humans around. "After such a long and arduous trek, my solders and I find our stomach howling in hunger."

Now both elder hunters cursed vehemently as they moved in front of the two underage teens. Nanashi stuck close to his sister, he was sure he would survive since over the years it had been made very clear he was hard to kill...

His sister, on the other hand...

"I digress. Word is you human have started feasting on the flesh of demons." Adramelech put his clawed hands of his full, colourful hips." I can't say I disapprove. It's just a law of nature that the strong rule the weak."He flipped his red hair. "It's a dog-eat-dog world, after all." This caused all of his underlings to cheers, and a sure feeling of doom the descend on Nanashi.

'forget about Asahi...I don't think even I will survive.'

He felt his sister move closer to him. looking at her, Nanashi could see only fear in her eyes. It's was oblivious she was regretting her decision to become a hunter by now. The boy in green held Asahi's trembling hand...they may not survive, but he would always be there for her...somehow.

"Yo...Adramelech!" This was Manabu, the rasta hunter brazenly took a step forward. "We get you, you and your teams starving and were probably the only guys you found."

Adramelech raised a well-groomed eyebrow.

"Let's make a deal, shall we?" Nikkari spoke after meaningfully looking at Manabu. " You eat me and Manabu, and you let the two children go."

"What? No!" Asahi screamed. Nanashi held his sister...He didn't like it, but he knew where they wanted to lead the demons.

"Yeah man, me and Nik are old. Meaning more meat for you and your army. Those two kids are scrawny, barely any fat on them and full of bones. Better you eat us. Beside, bet ya never tasted a Brazilian before."

'Oh Manabu...no...' Nanashi felt so powerless, he could try to take on Adramelech, but he doubted he would survive to do more than a few scratches.

Adramelech scratched his chin with well-manicured claws. " Well, I will admit we're running out of variety down there...And you two look both well seasoned and exotic."

Manabu lowered his shoulder as a ray of hope, at least for the sibling, pierced the cloud of doom.

And then Adramelech smirked in a way that mercilessly snuffed this newborn hope. "But I'm more of a quantity over quality type of guy if you catch my drift."

"Shit!"

"Besides, you don't expect us to wage war while famished, now do you?" The demon assembly then moved closer as the fancy unicorn smoothly danced his way toward his next meal.

Nikkari unsheathed his sword and Manabu cursed a storm as he belatedly realized that his smartphone did not charge the night before. Nanashi pushed his sister behind him as he took out his own sword and Asahi her riot stick.

"Get ready, here they come!" And so the horde was! Lunging at the Quatuor with abandoned, knowing full well that they would feast of the flesh of the young. But not without a fight.

Manabu and Nikkari showed why they were viewed in high esteem by the rest of the hunter alliance, killing demons left and right while Asahi and her brother also held their own...but not for long.

Adramelech, who was standing back from the action sighed. "Oh, I almost feel bad for you. But unfortunately, the world Lord Lucifer want to create is for the strong only. The weak, that's you, are food." He raised his freshly manicured claw. "I grow bored...And you're just making your flesh tougher..." He snapped his finger.

"Agilao!"

Flames shot from his hand and engulfed the party, Nanashi and Nikkari barely managed to escape the inferno...but, not Asahi.

Jumping in front of her, Manabu took the brunt of the attack.

"Asahi! Manabu!" Nanashi screamed as the sight of his favourite mentor and adopted sister became obscured by the bright, intense flame. When the blaze relented, it was revealed that the rasta hunter succeeded in protecting the daughter of the Kinshicho Master...at the price of his own life.

As they reeled back from the gruesome scene." oh Woopsis, might've left that one in the oven too long" The thing lazily gazed at the two fighters "Mmm-mmm...boy, you should see the look on your face."

Nanashi and Nikkari turned to the demon with only one desire in mind to murder that unholy son of the devil. The cadet in green was about to lung for the kill when the surviving adult beat him to it. Slipping past the rows of underlying, he managed to get close enough to Adramelech to get to his jugular...or close to it. The demo caught him before any damage could be done. "What in the world? Pah! I bet that butter knife couldn't even cut through paper." He threw Nikkari away with his sharp claw, tearing the armour and the soft flesh under. Not to be deterred, Nikkari grabbed his knife and catching lucifer's lieutenant by surprise, stabbed him as close to the heart as he could.

"Arg! Oh, how could you? You marred my pelt, you bastards!" Adramelech spat as once again swiped away the hunter, he then pulled the knife off and casually crush it.

"You must think this all so unfair." He spoke as he brushed off his wound. " in truth, it's no different then you consume the flesh of demons. It's merely...a law of nature."

Nanashi swallowed hard...He knew that fact full well. He never likes to eat them, especially when he had heard the Demon speak before. In intelligence and speech, and even in the way they dealt with one another, demons were not at all that different from humans... especially now. 'Nanashi...you'r about to get killed and eaten now is not the time to philosophy.'

The bleeding Nikkari turned to the sibling, holding his ribs. "You two- run! Forget about the food and get back at the association!"

'Now you're telling us?' Nanashi I eternally screamed as he grabbed his sister's hand and attempted to do as he was ordered.

"What? No, no, that won't do either. I don't care much about giving chase..." this was what Nanashi heard as he dodged and slashed away at the demons as he desperately ran to the association...his home for 10 years now. But as they were about to clear the horde, an Infernal heat washed over them.

...And then he felt a powerful shove, sending him and Asahi careening to the side. As they fell in a heap, the sibling saw their second mentor, Nikkari, burn as he saved them.

As he felled on the ground, the elder hunter, now burned beyond recognition, spoke to the two with great difficulty.

"I'm sorry...I dragged you into this."

Those were his last word as he exited his charred body, taking on the ghostly appearance of a tortured soul.

"NIKKARI!" Asahi yield as he Nanashi held her. "This can't be happening, we have to run."

"No shit! C'mon. Let's scram." But he knew their chance of survival was slim, they were still woefully too far away from any type of help. Besides, the enemies had taken the death of Nikkari as a prime opportunity to surround the sibling once more. And this time, they would not let them break out.

Adramelech walked toward them, chuckling to himself. "Oh my, what an entertaining meal. Too bad we lost the two big one, you will do just fine...especially you, little virgin." He spoke as he licked his purple lips.

'He will eat Asahi...'

The fire of indignation burned away his flight response, there was no way he would let the freak get his sister...not without a fight.

Taking his sword again, the young cadet lunged at the peacock demon in a futile attempt to buy some time for Asahi to run.

"Ooh! Feisty one, aren't you? Alright, sweetheart, time to go night-night."

Adramelech grabbed the carbon sword, snapping it in two...And then plunge his sharp claws in Nanashi's chest. The boy In green tried to scream his pain, but only blood came out of his mouth as the demonic lieutenant pulled out his heart, and crushed it.

As darkness engulfed his consciousness, Nanashi desperately turned around, Asahi...his sister, his best friend...

She was screaming his name...

'I failed her...oh God...please...help...'

Update: our temple president just gave me a laptop. meaning I can finally edit this story better now.

it's ok, you may now fear me.

(edit) Oh Krishna...So many mistake.