Reforming The World Of Yang: It's Devour -- Or Be Devoured [KHALA] [THE WORLD REFORM EVENT]

ENTER INTO INAMI'S POST

This world sometimes there wasn’t anything you could do, regression and desolation seemed to be the only option. Hate or death had no quarter, and the demon queen of chaya nation knew this was one of those situations. With the sky cracked open and the darkness descending, casting a dimmed hue across the expanse of the vicara plane. It was beautiful in its own fucked up way, seeing the heart of deveta regress was something that inami wasn’t suprised to see, but she was interested in seeing how this would all play out, because during the long months she hadn’t seen her sister she had honestly not understood, the change in how she was acting, the way she had been seeing either reason or more so seeing the softer side of her personality. It had been amusing but just as inami had done some changing, she had reckoned that her sister would be changing as well, and yet? Here she was remaking a world that had been full of the hatred and the darkness, the desolation and the depravity, flowing together like a fine wine that had yet to be sipped, a wine meant to be savored to the very last drop, that was what inami first had taken when she had arrived.


As the demoness had landed and surveyed the scene, her amber eyes had taken in the site of both her sister and the fallen hero damien. First this man had decided to attack shadow fall, and she had almost ended him then, but now? NOW?!?! he was attacking her sister and that was something that wasn’t acceptable. To take up arms against the very heart of the god that had created their amazing race, that had breathed life into them. She couldn’t imagine such a thing, and she didn’t even want to imagine such a thing if she had to be honest, it was just another thing that damien had done that was both pointless and misguided. If she was being brutally honest though, it didn’t really surprise the demoness she had imagined that the fallen hero was capable of such stupidity, but seeing it in practice? It annoyed her more then anything else she had experienced in the past few months

This mixed with the undertone of demonic energies that inami felt like a slap to face, had attributed to the slightly unhinged status of the asthavon, her amber gaze luminous in the chaotic sea of dark energies and the growing dark world, with a wicked smile spreading before her lips, one that would bisect her face in half while for the moment? She had just stood there watching the recreation of this dark dark world, even with khala being the darkest , loveliest thing on this planet, dark as the void that gave nothing but took everything, she couldn’t help but love this side of her, the insanity that she exuded and the sheer malice that was a living part of khala, but for now? The demon queen would have stared upwards the brief glow of her eyes being the only indication of what she was doing, as she was constructing demon magic visually for the moment, instead of doing it verbally at least given how her dark eyes worked allowing her to pull off a feat of erecting a wall of pure energy infront of the likes of the fallen hero’s angelic fire.

This barrier would shine with the brilliance of a star while it continued to block the attacks of damien, as inami stood there for now, her eyebrows arching quizzically given she had augmented the barrier with her own hellish dark-energy, the demon queen hadn’t come here to see her creator attacked and destroyed, instead she was here to see what she was planning, what she was going to do, and what this would spell for the rest of the world. Given in honesty inami didn’t care what khala did, her sister was free to do whatever she wanted, and it was her job as family to give her support even if she didn’t need it. Because of this “Familial Bond?” the demon queen was standing there staring at damien a small giggle leaving her lips, one that would increase to a rowdy demented laugh that would bounce off the ground , echo in the skies, and thunder all around, amusement that the fallen hero thought he could accomplish anything, that he by himself could turn the tide against khala alone? Ludicrous, completely. Utterly. Absurd.

So she’d serve as a wake-up call, a harsh one at that, her eyes shifting back to khala as she’d shoot her sister a slight smile before returning her attention to the problem at hand, which was while she didn’t know what was going on, she did know that damien would just be a nuisance, or an obstacle for her sister, that at the moment she didn’t need. Which would be why she would position herself slightly to the right, making sure khala could get a clear shot in if she wanted while she just at this moment was shaking her head, not understanding what made damien do these things, what had made him decide to fight every single person that he came across. Was there some sick pleasure here for him? Getting his ass kicked over and over without end, wasn’t something that inami understood, instead for now she’d huff as she kicked off and allowed herself to rapidly accelerate to damien's position energy expanding outwards as she had first used her demon energy to essentially create a wall between the two of them and khala.

Now this wall would work to keep the normal smallfry from interfering with the demon goddess’s plan of recreating the black world. This demon barrier would be constructed by interweaving demon magic into the very fabric of reality, using something akin to a demons ability to manipulate the environment around them, and Inami would use this to a grand scale, given this barrier would be able to reflect even multiple nuclear warheads, not through blunt force at least, but because the external part of the barrier would have the 10 ft radius around it rapidly slowed down, so attacks would naturally move at a snail's pace. Now this would shift and remain there, even if the goddess didn’t need the defenses, the queen of chaya naturally figured that her sister would have an easier time of her “plans” if there was something that would for the time being keep the peons and normal rabble off of her, or atleast that was the plan behind constructing this barrier that would hopefully work for now.

”..Sister i don’t really know what ur up too, but ill handle this one personally, so don’t worry and leave him to me.”

With that said? The demon queen would grin even wider as her form would shift, brown hair turning black amber eyes turning green while the pigmentation leeched out of her skin. she’d stand with her arms crossed over one another while for the moment? her energy would spike dramatically several blasts of raw demon energy that would slam into the individual known as the fallen hero while she had tilted her head to the side and said.

”.Why did you have to continue to be an irritant damien? “