Drink! Drink!! Drink!!!

Grabbing the first shot everyone downed it with ease, however, there was one, one who paused when they drank the first shot. . .And it was Aster.

*BuRp!!!*

False alarm as he burped spitting out fire from his mouth and catching 3 sets of his competitor's alcohol on fire.

"Ay, what the hell!" Bing 1

"Is that even allowed!!" Bing 2

"what the fuck was that?!" Bing 3 who's drunkenly confused.

Taking another shot and gulping it down, Aster didn't give a flying fuck as he stuck his middle finger at his competitors on the other side of this long table.

The announcer girl looked to the owner of this place and he just gave the thumbs up.

"It's allowed!" Announcer girl

"You gotta be kidding me!!!" Bing 1

"Imma kick your ass, you bastard!!!" Bing 2

Shooting up the man had his fist balled and as he did Aster glanced at him but then ignored him as he grabbed his third shot and then downed it, and seeing that, the man got super pissed off and he pushed his chair away as he was going to walk around the table.

But as he was going to do so, Aster grabbed a shot glass from a competitor beside him and threw the vodka at him, splattering it all over the man's shirt.

The man flinched as the alcohol was thrown at him.

And looking to the brat who did so and didn't even bother looking up at him, "You son of a bitch!" the man slammed his hands on the table and jumped over it to tackle the 5 foot shorty Aster and take down all the competitors drinks in front of him in the process.

"I'll rip you to shreds!!!" he screamed and as he was over the table both Aster and Asmodeus raised a single hand and as the man came at Aster they both flicked him.

Hurling him back from where he came from and knocking over 12 competitors' shots while hitting both Bing 1 and 3 in the process, and sending them crashing back with him but only hitting the floor and nothing else in this place.

The others around watched astonished by what they saw and 6 competitors dropped their shots as they watched the 2 shorties in the competition just hurl someone beastly in size a short distance while in the air with a mere flick.

Meanwhile, as that happened both Asmodeus and Aster continued on to their 6th shots, ignoring everyone else and then looking over to each other when they got to their 10th shot since it was obvious that they haven't been disqualified and it might have been because the people running this was now scared to...

"You're not going to beat me," Aster said with confidence despite feeling himself losing to the alcohol.

"We'll see," Asmodus said making Aster cautious and more careful.

"Shot 11" Aster

"Shot 12" Asmodeus

"Shot 13" both

"Shot 14" someone joining in

"Shot 15" a few more joining in

"Shot 16" small crowd

"Shot 17" crowd

"Shot 18" crowd

"Shot 19" large crowd

"Shot 20!" larger crowd uproar!

With both Aster and Asmodeus panting as they finished their shots together, the announcer then popped her head in.

"With half of the competition left! We have 17 competitors still here out of the original 34! Who will make bank and take home the prize pride of the silfine tavern! And who will go home with a massive hangover and bill! Well, won't we see now!" Announcer

"The next round will begin in 10 minutes, so take it all in and start your bets! Because I'm betting on our best beast drinker here! Sir Edwards!" She said pointing out a human next to Asmodeus on his left and then continued on.

Meanwhile, as that happened the guy named Edward whatsoever? Looked to Asmodeus and Aster and with a cocky smile as if he knew he was going to win for sure, he said.

"Good luck... You're going to need it"

Meanwhile, saying that, Aster raised his hand, flipping him off.

"Eat a dick!"

A vein popped on sir Edward's head and he smiled sourly at them.

"Yeah... You're going to need it"

Meanwhile looking at Asmodeus, Aster openly said.

"The fucks his problem"

With a calm voice, sir Edwards butted in "My problem is–" but just like that he was cut off as Asmodeus spoke.

"Don't know? You know how these people can get, they use wordplay and other stuff that means good but actually aren't and their just complete bastards"

"Yeah I know that much, these cock munchers are in like every story I've ever read, fucking pricks, I hope this one stubs his motherfucking toe while eating his manipulative mother's ass"

"I'm right here?" Sir Edwards commented.

"I know right, like seriously back in my day I'd meet people like him all the time and it disgusted me, especially when they had the titles of Hero and yet they were more villainous than the monsters they'd slay, I'd kill them myself if I weren't contracted to help them by my old guild"

"Fuck the guild, I would have slaughtered them if they did any of that monstrous bad guy shit in front of me"

"I would too"

"What the fuck I'm right here!?!?!? NEXT TO YOU TWO!!!" sir Edwards

"What stopped you"

"A promise to my elder sister and this scary Angel who I made an oath to back when I was more or less of a child"

"oh yeah I remember"

"What do you mean I haven't ever told anyone about this"

"Remember I used to be something of a prophet before coming to these lands, I know a basic catalog of your earlier days before you killed my friend and merged my soul with that fucking Natau Sorcerer which I still don't get how you did? And the future you did it but fucked something up so we both don't know because I didn't go to his timeline but instead the start of the story I wrote back when I was known as TurtleMaster, and now I'm rambling about the past... Fuck..."

"That's deep"

"You sound like a stoner, shut up"

"But it is, and I'm sorry"

"Fuck youu!"

"No, I'm sorry, really"

Drunk and emotional, he came over giving Aster a drunken hug and sir Edwards just sat there next to them staring like what the fuck did I just watch?