NOVPUBArcher watched as Teuila stepped in, her hand flashing out in a sharp slap that stunned the man. In a blur of motion, she brought the stranger crashing to the ground, his bulk no match for her.
''What are you doing bitch!'' the stranger declared in a rage-filled voice. ''You're black just like me! Why let him do this to us? You shouldn't be with a man like that!''
When the young woman heard the human's words, her head tilted with confusion as she looked at him. ''What is he going on about, husband?''
Archer crouched in front of the trembling man, his eyes narrowing as he spoke, his voice low and deliberate. ''You see, Teu, on Earth, humans obsess over skin color for reasons that defy logic,'' he said, glancing at Teuila, who stood with her arms crossed.
''They're backward, blind to the truth that they're all the same, red blood flows through their veins, no matter their shade or race. It was exhausting before I died, their endless divisions dragging them down, unlike Draconia,'' he leaned closer to the man, his tone sharp with disdain. ''Earth's petty squabbles were a waste of time. Here, we know better.''
This time, it was Morena who spoke. ''Oh, I just noticed you and I have similar skin, husband, but mine's more pale thanks to the Death Magic.''
Following that, he looked at the black man with a smirk. ''That shit may work on Earth, but you're no longer there human and the next time you call my wife a bitch I'll skin you alive and feed you to that thing.''
He pointed at one of the Burrowfiends, its jagged mandibles clicking menacingly, and the sound echoed out. The massive man, still reeling from the takedown, shrieked in terror as the creature loomed closer.
Just then, Teuila's fist connected with his jaw, her voice ringing out. ''Don't you dare disrespect my husband just because we share the same skin! He's loved my brown skin for eight years and never wavered!''
The blue-haired beauty, her eyes blazing with fury, unleashed a relentless barrage on the man. He squirmed helplessly under her onslaught, each blow landing with precision and power.
When the other prisoners, men and women alike, watched in stunned silence, their faces etched with fear as her wrath filled the air. Finally, she stepped back, her chest heaving, and the man crumpled at her feet.
Without missing a beat, she turned to him, her expression softening as she pulled him into a sudden, passionate kiss. The tension in the prison seemed to pause, the prisoner's eyes darting between the couple and the defeated man.
Leaning in close, her breath warm against his ear, Teuila whispered, ''Do you truly love my skin color?''
''Of course I do,'' he smiled. ''I wouldn't be marrying you or even getting you pregnant, Teu.''
The young woman beamed, causing Morena to grab her and start fussing over her stomach as if something was going on within her. He watched the necromancer scan her, only to go wide-eyed as she turned to him.
''Husband, can you deal with the prisoners, please? I want to go check something out?'' she asked.
''Go for it,'' he replied, turning to the trembling humans as the women walked off.
Once they were gone, Archer chuckled as the trembling man. He kicked him across the floor while speaking. ''I've changed my mind, I'll let my monsters eat you for insulting Teuila. Now all you can do is blame your mouth.''
He hurled him toward the Burrowfiends. The creatures chittered with savage excitement, their mandibles snapping as they swarmed the struggling figure. With a thought, he tore open a portal, its edges crackling with mana.
The happy creatures clutched their writhing prey that was screaming like a little girl, dragged the man through the gateway into the Domain, his strangled cries fading as the portal snapped shut behind them.
Following that, Archer turned toward the rest of the prisoners, speaking in a calm but threatening tone. ''Get in the damn cells and become something greater or end up as shit in the depths of a dark tunnel.''
Faced with that choice, the men and women rushed into the nearby open cells as the Tyrants locked them. He continued taking out humans from the Shadow Realm, and thanks to this, it caused chaos back on Earth.
***
(White House - America)
Elizabath was sitting in the oval office looking out over the South Lawn as the sun started setting. While relaxing her advisors rushed into the room with panicked expressions as the young blonde Kate stopped at the desk.
''M'aam,'' she said. ''The Federal Bureau of Prisons Director Johnson reported that one million prisoners vanished from the system.''
When the older woman heard this, she sighed while thinking. 'Damn Arch and your kidnappings. Europe thinks you're the devil, Asia doesn't care about you and America thinks you're a monster.'
She remembered what he told her before returning to his world. 'Blame it all on me, they cannot do anything to me even if I visit their countries.'
Elizabeth shook his head, speaking. ''Don't worry about it, they're scum and won't be missed.''
Just then, the phone rang, prompting her to pick it up as it was the other world leaders informing her of their empty prisons. The UK was especially upset because of the kidnapping of its violent prisoners.
She was confused, but shook her head and organized a meeting. A week later, Elizabeth slumped down in her mansion in Rosemary Beach while mumbling. ''Damn man, always causing trouble.''
Moments later, Micha stepped into the house with a warm smile, asking. ''Archer causing you trouble? What has he done now?''
''Kidnapped millions of violent prisoners around the world,'' she revealed with a sigh. ''Now the ICC has issued a warrant for his arrest, and Congress agreed to carry it out if he appears in the states.''
When the brunette heard this, she giggled in amusement. ''Do the government think they take him prisoner?''
''No, but they may target you, Isabella, and the girls,'' Elizabeth revealed with a worried expression. ''We lost the mid-terms, which emboldened the other side, and there are calls for my impeachment.''
Micha looked worried, but she continued talking to reassure the blue-eyed woman. ''It should be okay because we can call for Archer to take us back to his world. Earth is going to shit as war looks like it will break out any day now, especially with the new AI armies.''
''Are they that bad?'' her friend asked.
Elizabeth nodded. ''I'm afraid so, the military is replacing planes, ships, and other hardware with AI versions that cost less,'' she answered.
Following that, the two women started gossiping about the tense situation rising across the country. They agreed to contact Archer if things got worse, as he was already in the middle of a Great War.
***
While Elizabeth and Micha prepared for the worst, Archer was emptying the Shadow Realm into the cells. This took him some time thanks to the sheer amount of scumbags he kidnapped from Earth.
One woman tried to seduce him, causing him to throw her to a pack of Goblins, as she wanted sex, so that's what he gave her. When the harem found out he did this, they praised him for not falling for her charms.
Afterward, the prisoners behaved themselves as Demacia appeared with a big smile. ''Husband! Look at all the new presents you brought us,'' she exclaimed.
Archer opened his mouth to respond, but the necromancer's blue eyes glinted with a knowing, playful spark, seizing his hand, cutting him off. ''Let me thank you for the gift, husband,'' she murmured, her voice warm with intent.
He didn't resist, letting her lead him through the torchlit corridors, her grip firm and purposeful. They reached her bedroom, and with a gentle but commanding push, Teuila sent him sprawling onto the plush bed.
In a single motion, she straddled his waist, her blue hair cascading around her face as she leaned down. Her lips met his in a passionate kiss, fierce and electric, sending a shiver racing down his spine.
The world outside faded, leaving only the heat of her touch and the unspoken promise in her gaze. Following that, the couple started making love as the sun set, and by the time they finished, Demacia was out cold with a stupid smile on her face.
Archer was relaxing, prompting him to pull the necromancer into a tight embrace just as screaming echoed out from the labs deep in their home. He cast a Cosmic Shield around the room to block out the noise.
Once it quietened down, he fell asleep as Demacia draped her leg over him while nuzzling into his neck. The next morning, a roar sounded from outside, causing them to wake up as the young woman yawned.
''Damn monsters,'' she muttered in annoyance. ''Always so loud at sun rise.''
Archer smiled before sending out a wave of heat thanks to Mana Manipulation, heating the room. He looked at her and questioned. ''Want me to go make them shut up?''
