ENTER THE DEPTHS
Artist: LENK64 - Song: Pumpkin Illusion - Word Count: 1219
Words weren't quite the effect that Liu intended to have the male. Action spoke more than those passing motions of the mouth. It's why the woman was increasing the amount of demon world's miasma that generated within the small space they were confined to. By this action, the woman would have something objective to measure his worth and to see how intent he was on this path of enslaving his friend within the light. And, to that end, it was amusing to see him struggle and try to resist for that deluded dream.
However, the Hell Demon also found it quite curious with what the shinigami had to reply to her with. He was doing all of this for the sake of someone else who is about to lose everything? Laughable, but not in a condensing way. It was funny in a cosmic sense and lack of prospective. The reason being is because just who was this male to say that his beloved comrade was on the verge of losing all that is dear to him? Perhaps he found his own liberation in the darkness, maybe he was better off this way; there was no way to wholly tell without asking him that. "We both could be wrong. The only person in this universe who could ever hope to answer that question is the friend you so seek to enslave within the light. Not that there is anything wrong with that. This world works on a paradigm of liberation and enslavement; with oh so many different types of slavery and freedom in between and mixed within the middle. I'm just curious to see what form of these elements will come of you departing to demon to find this friend~"
Twas quite the mouthful of words, and the woman was doubtful the male would fully comprehend all of this mumbo jumbo, but it wasn't for him to wholly worry about if he couldn't grasp such a string of conceptual thoughts. All that mattered to her was recording this and observing what types of mishaps would form as a result. Could the male find his own liberation? Would his friend discover a new form of enslavement? Or could they both find a way to freedom? So many questions, but only father time knew the answer to such things. "Crazy? The existence around us is one that is turbulent, changing and always erratic. To be crazy is to be with the flow of this non-sensible world we call our own."
There was a wag of the finger from Liu's right hand as she laughed softly at being called "crazy". It isn't exactly the first time she has been described as that, and the more it was used against her, the further this Hell Demon seems to embrace the concept. Since the more unhinged her thought processes becomes, the deeper the union between her and her powers conceptual nature can harmonize and merge with one another. As liberation of the mind's ability to wander is something this demon sought to make her own. "And why should I care about how many the shinigami has slain? Everything in this universe is interchangeable; including the forms of souls. I've killed millions with my hands during a time where I was totally possessed by the yang of hell itself, yet I feel nothing as our forms are finite and we are always changing and evolving into something more.
So why should I care when those souls will ever be reincarnated, brought to my layer of hell or find solace in some other way as they pass? I hold no attachments or biases to this world: I only seek to enforce my curiosity of overseeing liberation through this body, and enslavement through my Hell Beast."
And that was the god honest truth. Liu was a creature with little to no attachments to this world. The only thing or person she could think of that yielded any sort of connection to her was that of the last layer Hell Demon: Ravan Vespara. He was the Raksha whom birthed her life, guided her and rose her as a daughter into this life she led. So it was hard for her not to feel sentimental and attached to this creature. Excluding him, however, this world was just a passing passion and was one meant to be observed from afar and guided along like a sail against the raging seas of the ocean.
None the less, after her own internal review of the soul was finished, Liu's eyes seemed to focus entirely on the male before her as he spoke of these bindings and trappings of the soul. They were another form of enslavement, but it wasn't exactly a negative thing in her mind. The slavery of love is what others needed to continue their pursuits in this world. It kept them from eroding in the solitude that freedom and liberation can bring. So it was almost adorable in some freakish abstract sense that affection, admiration and feels of romance brought about such exploitable weaknesses in people. So much so that they would even be willing to forcibly enslave others if they dared not share the same feelings; such as in the case of this wonderful Captain. "And to ignore his own wants and desires is equally irresponsible by that logic, is it not? I can comprehend wanting to venture off in the fires of Demon World to want to see and speak to a friend, yet I can also begrudgingly fathom wanting to enslave him for your own ambitions. I'd keep in mind what he yearned for if you truly want to have something meaningful to scarp on to if you have any intention of wanting to enslave him once again with your love.
Give nothing but slavery and you'll see him run away into the arms of liberation. Relationships are give and take and you should make sure to offer something in return before you see this friend of yours."
Then, after those words were uttered out of her mouth, Liu would place each of her hands behind her head and proceed to walk through the vortex with Kuro. Why? Well, she lived in Demon World, so why wouldn't she go back? Well, that, and the fact she knew of something who could probably assist the male better than she could given his gloomy attitude. Although Liu considered herself detached from it all, her connections within Shadow Fall allotted her certain connections to distant relatives. And, in this case, she couldn't help but figure a certain gloomy relative of hers could help. "Iriko Crow isn't dead to my knowledge. I'm sure his soul has been reincarnated by this point. But, besides that, I'm certain once we get to demon world someone will be able to guide you and assist better than my remote observations can. I'll just say I'm having guests over."
And with a slight chuckle, Liu set the dice into motion and awaited to see what would come of her whims once again. This was the Second Raksha of Hell: The Overseer of Liberty.