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The Crucible. [Bidaum/Inami]
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|Subject Post 1Subject: The Crucible. [Bidaum/Inami] Sun Jan 26, 2020 3:10 pm|| |
Inky darkness slowly expanded at the very pinnacle of the 35th layer. It’s blackened tendrils slowly spreading across the floors and guilded halls of bid’daums domain. It was a power that defied the order of his realm, a power that warped it’s rules and broke them all the same. The frenzied waves of chaos that sought to upturn his realm roared out like a beacon for but a single moment. The waves shot past the train that ran eternally upon it’s cycle, causing it’s perpetual path to rattle against the power that battered it.
In a distant land, the pillar that stood casting it’s shadow upon the capital of sirsa awoke from it’s slumber, the tendril of connectedness beginning to drain massive amounts of energy from the land of sirsa, within the many miles that encompassed the latent “domain” of this pillar, the sky would be dyed black by the powers that awoke within it. Within the Nation of Chaya, the core and heart of it’s world slowly began to beat, the dissonant energy of the necropolis system awakening in full once more. The pillars that spanned chaya slowly began to awaken as well, the ancient sigils that governed their make began to churn together. It was an incomplete system, but when it encompassed half of the known demon world, it’s power was still immense.
Soon, as darkness descended and Bidaum’s top most floor was dyed black by the ambient energy that flowed within it, in that darkness a pale foot would step forth from the void, a being whose raven hair was a mass of tendrils of darkness descending from the night. Her eyes were alight with an emerald hue, and within her hand she held a mighty spear of darkness, which churned and fought against the rules of the realm that held it.
” Do not be alarmed, I do not come to war with the keepers of Deveta. “
Her voice was a controlled bed of uncertainy, tinged by the very power she embodied. Demon energy in it’s purest essence rolled from her being, and tendrils of darkness blew softly from her lips, fading into the ambient energy that had slowly been encroaching upon the realm of hell.
”Instead I come to parlay, I come to offer you a world stage far greater than what is afforded to you here.”
Her words did boom with power, but instead pervaded every inch of this upper layer. Her might and power was resplendent, encroaching boldly upon the realms of the divine in it’s own right. For she was the antithesis to the rules and structures that sought to bind them. Unrest was her right by birth.
”I offer to you what deveta would not. I offer you freedom. All that is needed is to decide upon a suitable price. “
With those words, Inami, no, Dysnomia, deity of lawlessness and queen of sovereign chaya waited for the rakshasa that lay within to respond to her call.
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|Subject Post 2Subject: Re: The Crucible. [Bidaum/Inami] Sun Jan 26, 2020 10:34 pm|| |
Artist: Keith Power - Song: Red Broth (Warframe)
Lately it seemed as if things within the 35th layer of Hell were not quite within the norm. Firstly the guardian of the layer, Bid'Daum, was actively on the move. Secondly, his mental state was definitely not that of his usual.. Having been stuck in the depths of rage & hunger since reawakening. And finally Gwen
was completely unable to calm the rampant Rakshasa. As such things had been much livelier within Bid'Daum's layer, those fleeing his warpath willing to abandon their attempts to reach higher floors of this domain. Even the Hell Train
was affected by its creators mentality, its various components becoming more dangerous as a result.
As such the moment another entered his domain Bid'Daum was very much aware of their presence, though unsure of whom it was that dared enter the 'Tower'. In fact this being was the first that abruptly entered his layer, something that in his current state of mind only served to further agitate the ravenous ruler. Feeling the power of whomever this was stretch out across his domain, blanketing his tower, and going as far as warping the rules of his realm, Bid'Daum couldn't help the narrowing of his silvery eyes. 'Who the fuck dares..'
The Rakshasa's mind growled in barely restrained rage.
Soon enough the topmost floor of his tower, his own personal domain within his realm, was enveloped by a blanket of darkness. The audacity of whomever dared entered in such a way was both amusing & insulting to Bid'Daum, though at the same moment his anger at his realm being entered in such a way was tempered and held back. Dark, raven-black hair. Piercing emerald eyes. And armed with a spear of darkness, the presence of which utterly disgusted the Rakshasa as he could feel
it fighting against his
"Do not be alarmed, I do not come to war with the keepers of Deveta."
Alarmed? Bah.. After entering the realm in the way she had this being should know very well that he felt as such to a degree. How could he not? This woman's very presence, and that of her weapon, fought against the rules instilled within his domain by himself. That along was enough reason for alarm. But before he could think further on the subject her voice cut into the silence between the two yet again.
"Instead I come to parlay, I come to offer you a world stage far greater than what is afforded to you here"
Tch. So that's what this woman wanted huh? To make him an offer? How laughable.. Offers.. They bored him. How could they not? He had heard many over his lifespan. Those begging for power within his domain. Those whom begged for their lives. Their families. To be free of his world. So many attempts to offer things to him, and always for something in return. None of it was worth while, nor his time. So what made this woman think her's would be any different?
Offer him a stage greater than that which he held? While the prospect was tempting Bid'Daum was perfectly content in his rule. He fed as he liked. Slept as he liked. Killed as he wanted. So again his mind could only think. 'What could you possibly offer me.'
And then, for the third time, the woman spoke. Her voice bringing the thoughts within his mind to a brief halt.
"I offer to you what Deveta would not. I offer you freedom. All that is needed is to decide upon a suitable price."
Ah. And there it was. A price. Everything came with one after-all. Even his current position, and power. But to offer him freedom? Silver eyes stared forth as his mind went over this. Freedom. But wasn't he already free? He did as he wished, despite being bound as a Guardian of Hell. He left as he wished, though he did leave Gwen behind when doing so.. Though that one was more for his sake than anything else. Just what kind of freedom did this woman speak of?
For now he'd forget the way the woman whom spoke barged into his domain, and how uncomfortable her presence felt. Finally something had entered his layer that piqued some interest. He'd speak to this one, before deciding whether to feast or not. With that in mind Bid'Daum would finally make his presence known to this other demon.
"So let me get this straight."
- Current appearance:
The voice of the Tower's ruler would resound in the darkness that had become the floor of his tower. Following this slow, deliberate, footsteps would echo their approach before being overtaken as Bid'Daum spoke out again. "Not only have you come to my domain. But you freely spread your influence upon it? And my Tower?"
By now each footfall echoes in time perfectly with the Rakshasa's words, his annoyance resounding with each one. Finally his form would slowly come into a degree of light; revealing narrowed silver eyes, toned chest and abdominal's, and a white robe casually thrown over his physique. If one would look close enough they'd also spot the light scaring that run vertically through the middle of his body. "Tch. I fucking hate it!"
He'd roar for a moment before calming himself. "Ya know.. The way your presence influences my world.. it feels disgusting."
With a sigh the demon would run a hand through long silver-white hair, still walking further into what light wasn't taken by the darkness spread throughout the floor. "So do me a favor. Get talking."
While definitely rude he couldn't give a flying fuck. Unless this woman's offer, and price, was truly enticing he wanted the filthy feeling she caused gone as soon as possible.
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|Subject Post 3Subject: Re: The Crucible. [Bidaum/Inami] Sun Feb 02, 2020 9:17 am|| |
”So let me get this straight”
Here it was, as the voice of this layers owner echoed aggressively in the gloom, the tantalizing cinnamon tones of anger were dancing upon the tip of Inami’s tongue. It was but a slightly spicy thing, zinging within her mouth, and yet, the delectable palate of Bid’daums anger for but a moment brought the faintest of smiles to the lips of the Queen of Strength. Her eyes twinkling with a mysterious light as she studied the Man who soon had begun to grace her vision.
” Not only have you come to my domain. But you freely spread your influence upon it? And my Tower?"
The words were laced in disgust. Disgust for her existence. For the blight against order, for the primality that demons had originally hailed from. Even Deveta himself was a primal being, enacting his wishes upon the world in defiance to everything that had gone against him. It was for him that she parlay with the keepers of his domain. Yet, it was for her family that she came here to begin with. Yet she couldn’t help it, it was in her very nature to challenge order, and thus words left her mouth, the lingering miasma of her very nature billowing out like tendrils of black mist upon her mouth.
” Would you deny me my very nature? Just like it is in your nature to covet, gluttonously feasting, it is in mine to leave my mark upon the waking world. For me, it is as simple as breathing. “
Soon, the next words that left Bid'daum mouth were one's that she had expected. After all, merely by being here, her existence was a blight to the supreme control the rakshasa held over his layer.
”Tch. I fucking hate it!” Bid'daums words brought the faintest of giggles bubbling forth from the queen’s lips. She was far from offended, infact, it brought joy to her existence that the man before her was unabashed by her presence, and potentially willing to offend her.
"Ya know.. The way your presence influences my world.. it feels disgusting." Bid’daum spoke once more, and now an unfettered laugh broke forth from Inami’s mouth, her hand moving up to softly stifle the noise in a demure gesture. Wildness and Refined nature going hand to hand in the queen, almost in a contradictory manner.
”Sorry, I just… find that amusing. The very nature of your tower is so much like my own. It is simply a thinly veiled chaos, that has been given the barest guise of order. “ Inami finished speaking before her head cocked barely to the side at his next words.
” So do me a favor. Start Talking.
Her grin widened, ah here it was. Despite his displeasure, despite his annoyance at another entering into his domain. Despite all of this, it was afterall in his very nature to crave more, it’d be strange if he were to refuse a potential gain.
”From what I see, you are powerful. Yet, you are also alone.”
Inami’s eyes drifted to the scar on his chest, almost proving a point before they drifted away to look across the tower he had created.
”You have a realm unto yourself, and here you are indeed a king. Yet, in the outside world, there are many forces that vastly outstrip you.”
Inami’s voice lacked the chaos, and primality it held before as she begun to speak. Instead, there was a powerful aura about her. Her queenly presence radiated outward.
”What I wish for is simple. I wish for you, king of the 35th layer, to enter a mutual alliance with chaya nation. What that entails is something I am more than willing to discuss with you in depth. But your immediate benefits are quite simple. “
Inami held up three fingers, as if to accentuate her points.
”The first is I will erect a portal for your hell train to travel not only within your layer, but within my own nation. The hell train will still be entirely under your control, and this will afford you a new host of souls that would honestly be staggering to you. It will more than double the distance your train is able to travel, and will as well allow you to roam the demon world without leaving the comfort of your own home. “
Inami let one finger drop, two fingers remaining.
”The second is simple, we will enter an open trade agreement. This will allow you to not only gain new supplies that would otherwise be unattainable to you, but it will allow you to even procure delicacies from other realms. The trade in commodities I assure you will grow as time passes, and will without a doubt benefit you. “
One finger only remained at this point.
” Finally, you will gain yourself a powerful comrade. While you may not know of me, I assure you I am one of the mightiest demons that has ever existed within the demon world. This is a partnership that would extend for millions of years, so long as both of us are alive. “
Once that was done, Inami held one finger up once more.
”I only need one thing from you, and this thing is even beneficial to you. I will be opening my borders to the many realms soon, and I need a powerful deterrent for the… lets say more unruly. I wish to use your layer for that purpose. For those that misbehave within my nation, I wish to give them… let's just say an extended stay within your layer. This will undoubtedly grow your power as well as nourish your realm with an uncountable amount of souls over the years. “
Inami smiled faintly as she said softly.
”Like I said, anything else can be bargained for. But this is the barebone guideline for what I propose to you.”
Inami then asked in a faint tone.
”So, what do you think? Not a bad offer right?”
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|Subject Post 4Subject: Re: The Crucible. [Bidaum/Inami] Sun Feb 02, 2020 1:09 pm|| |
The Bargain With Gluttony
"Would you deny me my very nature? Just like it is in your nature to covet, gluttonously feasting, it is in mine to leave my mark upon the waking world. For me, it is as simple as breathing."
Tch. As much as he'd like to Bid'Daum couldn't deny the woman's words. At least not currently. Strength. In this moment, as far as he was personally concerned, strength was all that mattered. If he had possessed strength greater than Inami he would have denied, and overwhelmed, her nature with his own the moment she attempted to spread that filthy influence of hers within his domain. But for now she was stronger than he. Thus even if he wished it Bid'Daum had to force himself to accept that he couldn't deny her words, nor her nature or its influence on his domain. And that simple fact only served to deepen the rage he'd felt since reawakening.
Alas much like himself it seemed as if Inami cared not whether she truly offended Bid'Daum or not. Especially if her reactions to his words, and temperament, were anything to go by. Rather than be offended by him it seemed that the demoness was rather amused, if her brief bout of giggles & laughter were anything to go by. She really wasn't to affected by his words at all. And her next statement proved that very thought.
"Sorry, I just… find that amusing. The very nature of your tower is so much like my own. It is simply a thinly veiled chaos, that has been given the barest guise of order."
Chaos. Order. Two words that could quite simply be attached to his domain. More so once someone truly understood it. For Bid'Daum's domain wasn't one, nor the other. At least not on their own. Within the Tower chaos, and order, existed together in an endless dance. And it was this dance of chaos and order which allowed Bid'Daum to be as carefree as he was in his rule over his layer. Thus in the end Bid'Daum couldn't truly get angry at Inami for her choice of words in this moment. If anything it proved to him that, for now, she didn't completely understand his domain. And he was perfectly fine with that.
"From what I see, you are powerful. Yet, you are also alone."
Such a statement, to him, was nothing but a mere half-truth. Slowly it was becoming more obvious that Inami didn't quite understand him as much as she had thought. At least not new frame of mentality he has possessed ever since his defeat, and death, at her
hands. While once he would have agreed that he was powerful these days Bid'Daum knew, and had experienced, otherwise. Compared to those with real power he was but a blade of grass in the wind. Alone. Now that one, unexpectedly, hit him. While not a complete truth in of itself, claiming that Bid'Daum was alone, wasn't entirely false either. Aside from Gwen he had no other companionship. No friends. Nothing. And until it was quite simply put before him he had never considered that he was
In that moment Bid'Daum hadn't paid mind to the moment of attention Inami had brought to the single scar he'd allowed to mare his blemish free skin. His mind going over her previous point whilst the demoness continued to speak.
"You have a realm unto yourself, and here you are indeed a king. Yet, in the outside world, there are many forces that vastly outstrip you."
A king? How laughable. He'd never considered himself a king. Nor a ruler. Not truly. If anything Bid'Daum, from the moment he'd become the Rakshasa of Gluttony, knew he was simply a powerful force keeping those weaker than he under heel. If anything his domain went by what was natural for demons. Those with strength, those with power, ruled. Simple as that. If one could not defeat him, and take his place, then he'd continue to rule his domain. But did that make him a 'King'? Not in his eyes. Thus such a statement, from a demon as powerful as she was, only brought a brief bought of laughter to the pale rakshasa, his ribs visibly shaking from each laugh. But yet again her statement carried a truth to it. In comparison to the world outside of his domain his power was vastly outstripped. Something he had already been forced into acknowledging. Thus those particular words hardly bothered the demon.
After that Inami finally began to lay things out onto the table. It was at this moment she finally began to reveal just what she wanted to gain by coming here. To him. And as she spoke, briefly going over each and every point she wished to make, Bid'Daum stood and listened. With each point now out on the table Bid'Daum would be a fool if he denied that some of what she offered interested him. How could it not? Outside of a particular ability the rakshasa had never considered that the Hell Train
would ever travel elsewhere. That prospect alone was enough to spark the ravenous hunger deep within his being. An increased population upon his train meant an increase to the buffet of souls he could feed from. And more to consume was almost always a good thing.
An open trade agreement. Something like that didn't bother him one way or the other. That kind of thing was Gwen's turf. And she'd simply go along with what he wished. Thus, as long as such an agreement maintained mutual benefits for both sides, Bid'Daum was fine with it. Of course assuming Gwen was as well. But he'd disclose such things to her later on.
And finally. A powerful ally. Even if she used the word comrade he knew better. The most they could possibly consider one another at the moment of agreement, was an ally. Becoming comrades would take time, and trust.
Then at last the demoness got to what she wanted from him. And for now it seemed to be simple access to his domain for... disciplinary.. needs. Now that, despite his current mentality, intrigued Bid'Daum. For all she offered all Inami wished was such a thing? Realistically... The only downside of such a situation, that he could see, was Inami herself. If she so chose to do so, going against their agreement would be trivial with her strength. In the end she essentially was offering him land, economy, an ally, and any potential souls sent his way from her own domain. It really was all benefits with no real downside. It merely required one single thing. Trust.
Tch. This kind of situation was the last he'd expected. The moment he'd felt her influence on his domain, and the power she held, Bid'Daum knew things could go bad real fucking quick. But in the end Inami did the least expected thing. Put forth a bargain that realistically only truly benefited the one she was bargaining with. All he had to do was trust her. Simple as that.
And it was that simple thing that now had Bid'Daum groaning in frustration as his eyes searched for any sign of deception within Inami's own. Though he knew that if she wanted to deceive him she'd likely be able to, and he probably wouldn't even have the slightest hint.
In the end Bid'Daum could only think of one thing to reply to Inami with. "What a fucking woman."
The rakshasa would state quite simply, a sigh escaping his lips as a hand ran through silver-white locks. "I've got a simple question. Why?"
Bid'Daum would stare directly into Inami's eyes as the question was asked. He didn't need to state anything more. Given the things she offered, and what she wanted in return, the woman should know exactly what he had meant upon asking a simple 'Why'.
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