Artist: Ace Waters ft. Thunderscott - Song: Nihilist - Word Count: 1055Haaaaaaah…
Cries and screams. Delectable.
Emotions of fear and despair poured over the temple of Khalaism in Flow City, which stood erect beneath the emerald moon, the man chuckling to himself as he finally managed to remove his body from the mass of flesh. Both arms reached above his head as he walked out of the temple's inner sanctum, a white towel resting on his shoulders. "Haaa… Such a lovely day~"
The Archbishop muttered to himself, his sweat-matted hair sticking against his skull. The sounds of chaos filled the streets, but he was not concerned with that. He was concerned with those of weak will who could feel the presence of his disciples, who wandered close to the main gates of the temple, before being brought deep inside the loving bosom of the religion that Sunshine Asthavon helped lead.
His matted hair extended, the sweat dripping from it as another towel was fetched, wrapped tight around his lower body. As he walked towards the entrance out of the sanctum, he grabbed a basin of dark liquid that had been left out, tipping the oil-like substance over his head. The sweat and grime began to dissipate instantly, the wear and tear of the activity he had been engaged it flowing effortlessly off of his body. It had been a wonderful little revolution for the Khalaists so far. So many minds looking for purpose, lacking direction. They needed to be helped
. They needed assistance
. That was exactly what the Evil Angel wished to give them… though he had been having some difficulties with it himself, recently.Oh, Holy Mother, why do you torture yourself like this?
Both of his hands were folded in prayer as he walked out of the temple, his eyes half closed as his focus turned away from the place where he felt safe. He was moving towards a much more uncertain place. Only his own presence in this holy place had managed to keep the Demon Queen's presence from subsuming every single individual who he protected here. As a result, he was the only one who was forced into experiencing the full brunt of her appearance. The others were blissfully ignorant, and would remain so until the danger had passed.Ah… such delicious torment, such vile dangers…
Sunshine's spine shivered at the thought, the soft towels helping him remain relaxed as he approached the main gate. The towel that was wrapped around his body shifted and morphed, becoming a noble green robe from his waist down. Standing before his home, he let out a single breath. So beautiful… let's embrace our cousin, and enjoy the sorrows of our home's current state…
The man's body shifted, a strange shwoop
noise coming from the demon.* * *
Distance was not a problem for the Archbishop. He was used to crossing great lengths to spread the word of his Goddess, though now his abilities were placed into a different service. Dozens of demons fell flat on their behinds as a sudden speed brushed past them, the speed's owner finally coming to rest out in the crowd.
Before the Demon Queen and the eyes of those assembled, the demons around the marshmallow haired man began to feel limp, their bodies beginning to feel a bit… dizzy. "…NNnnnnAAah….!"
A deep, primal noise appeared from the center of this strange occurrence, as several hundreds of the protestors began to feel a bit… worse. The anger gently shifted, the appearance of Mana and her murder having instilled within them a deep sense of… despair."…Haaa… HAaaaaaAA..! Nn…..!"
Sunshine's body contorted a bit, his eyes wide as he lightly eased back, feeling the tantilizing despair pour into himself. SUUUNSHINE… YESSS….
The Eternal Partner of the Danava of Despair affirmed his gluttony, Sunshine's entire body convulsing lightly, his knees giving out as his palms pushed into the dirt, trying hard to catch his breath.
Then, a different strand of despair entered into his lips. …Hmm?
Sunshine's hands pushed back against the ground, righting his skinny body, his bare torso showing once again as his eyes locked onto a strange presence next to Mana. "……"
He could feel so much… hope
from her. It was being threatened rapidly. Sunshine smiled slowly, not taking from that harvest, at least not yet.
The crowd was destabilized, the tumultuous occurrence filling them with despair, hope, anger, rage… conflicting emotions pushed and shoved against one another, the solitary purpose both rising up and decreasing as Mana prodded them and Sunshine's presence placated them. "That is… unfortunate."
He let out, blinking at the spear detonated in front of him, blowing his body away. Sunshine's half deformed body laid with the carcasses of those who had been slain, his flesh deforming and then reforming like a pool of liquid, his feet pushing back into the ground as he rose once again, the only one standing now within the devastation of the blast site. It is also quite convenient, however…
The Archbishop held out both hands, a pink mist flowing from his body. The mist slithered and surged among the demons, the aggression and hatred beginning to… destabilize. Some began to fall down, slumping completely onto the ground, unable to close their eyes, Sunshine's energy making it harder to… focus on anger. "…Look at how our people die beneath your warrior."
Sunshine's mouth stated, his Demon-Bond reading eyes falling over the warrior who impaled and assaulted the soldiers. "And you'd be lying, lying so sinisterly, if you said you did not love this banquet of rebellion and chaos, Your Excellency~"
Sunshine's voice rose above the demons, his body rising up, both hands open at his sides. His eyes were locked on the Queen, before gesturing at the demons around him."They are merely wanting for purpose, aren't they…? They're your people, your soldiers, your laborers, your demon horde… All they want is for you to command them, to give them what they truly desire."
Sunshine's eyes opened wide, his mouth opening as he breathed in and out, the scent of battle and bloodshed feeling his lungs. Ah, Goddess… your people are lost without you…
Tears of black formed along the edge of his eyes, blinking as they finally spilled down. "And your sister is wandering; our Goddess has become confused. Are you truly surprised that her people are not the same…?"