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Thousands upon thousands of demons packed the streets of the Demon God's City. The air was tense with uncertainty, chaos, instability and a lack of leadership from the failures the war waged on earth had brought to them as a race. It was becoming more apparent that someone was going to have to take command if The Demon Queen was far too indulged in her chaotic fleets of fancy. And, to that demand, The Princess of Demon World called for a vast gathering of devils to assemble to usher in the new future of their race to once again realize their hellish brilliance.
Standing at the top of a building overlooking the vast crowds below, the woman gazed upwards toward the blackened skies as this foul rain swept across the landscape. Yet, in spite of such foul weather, the woman's cold face reflected a dim smile as her blood stare fixed itself back to her kingdom. All of these creatures were coming to her to find purpose in this world of suffering and grief, so it was her duty as someone with the power to end entire worlds to step up and do that. "I have failed you all."
With her arms raised to the sky, the woman made that declaration clear to the world as this message began broadcasting itself through Demon World.
"We have suffered a great defeat which set our race back in the eyes of others. The leadership within Shadow Fall and the Asthavon family has let you down. And for that, my devils and ghouls, you can hate me all you want."
The woman's body now bled over in scarlet energy that became bright as the sun. In the wake of such a radiant flare of power swelling into existence, the rain began to cease as the entire sky bled over in the woman's woe. In the crowds below, the devils below became quiet as it felt as if the explosive hell of an asteroid colliding into the earth blew over the waves of people. Yet, they would not be harmed. This was just the sheer pressure, weight, and pain of the woman's heart and soul screaming out to her people.
With streams of blood tears now flowing through her neck, The Princess continued:
"So can we not use that hate to build a better future for ourselves? Do we not see the need to be united and to focus in on our king? Our people are divided, but together? The whole universe knows we are a threat to be trifled with. I believe in our possessive sin's power as a race and I want to give my body, soul, and life to you all."
Getting down on her knees, the woman kept her arms open as the wild winds around her caused the woman's snow hair to flutter wildly in the breeze as her energy continued to scream such hurt in the atmosphere around them.
"It is why my vision for the future is one where we stop slaughtering ourselves, re-establish Shadow Fall as a servant of the demon race, and to make her enemies that defeated us to pay. You have my solemn promise as your Princess that I will see you all to greatness if you give me your hand, trust in my foul heart, and let our corrupted sin give this world a reason to fear us if we are such monsters."
Now laughing ever so dully, the woman posed this question out to all who dared to answer her back:
"Do you all not agree? Is this not the time for our empire to rise from the shadows of my mother's dull rule to something greater?"
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Subject Post 2Subject: Re: Our Sinful Future [Devil Revolution; Post WW4 Social Event] [Algos/Open] Mon Jul 20, 2020 5:03 pm
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Oh, he'd heard about this gathering even in the graveyards and coffins he frequented. Astaroth became intrigued by his niece's declaration. The gathering and open display as he smiled a bit from the crowd. He didn't mind sitting back as he ran a digit along his raven's beak. "So the stigma is broken, fascinating isn't it Tobi?" Astaroth said smiling as his eyes opened.
Did he unveil the truth here, where all could feel his appearance? He'd hidden so well for these five hundred years. A squawk escaped the bird's beak as he tapped it gently. "I wouldn't say that it's more time's up..our people need no..Need is the wrong word, I want to see this world they will make."
His digits filled with the rings on his finger, jewelry he made to dampen if not obscure his presence. He pulled two of them off of his fingers, one hid his presence as an Asthavon even from Mana. He felt the familiar sense of being exposed and open. Such an unseemly feeling, it festered and crawled along his skin.
Like maggots on dead flesh, he could feel pulling the second ring away. He wasn't here to steal attention from his precious niece. No, this show and floor belonged to her. Astaroth smiled a bit as he decided to remain quiet and watch. This act was as far as he'd go.
Letting Algos and those here who could feel that attachment, letting them know someone had come home. How naked it felt as he fiddled with the ring uncomfortable with this sensation.
"Well, Tobi let's see what game fate has in store for us this time. Maybe we'll play a minor role like Romeo and Juliet, hope I get the poison this time." The bird squawked happily as it prodded his cheek. "Right, wouldn't work as well for a corpse. Maybe an antidote or clever knife camouflage."
His expression darkened for a moment as a smile crept on his lips. This was delicious, in its way, how people devoured it. This was borderline a declaration of war on Mana.
He almost wanted to laugh himself silly, it was good such a grand feeling. Oh, the people who'd die and how useful they'd be. So many corpses to work with ah the delicious smell of decaying flesh. Rotting ambition and teeth bared like a skeleton's jawbone.
It was simply superb, Astaroth leaned down to contain his grin and smirk across his face. A sadistic thing across his lips as he calmed himself. Finally finding his sensibilities yet again. Such delicious treachery, oh how would she follow it up?
But in the end, she was right about a few things, all sexual enjoyment aside from it. This was an opportunity for them to cease, did he walk to the stage. Did he join his niece on her stage she'd created?
Center stage and no dress or ballgown, such as the way of the world. Astaroth decided to go now he stopped his chuckling. It had been so long since he tasted the demon air. Tasted the feeling of such a speech, perhaps it was someone in Russia.
Oh, how the gnats and thoughts clawed away at his brain. But enough of that, it was time to speak. Time to involve himself for once in the most dreaded sport, demon politics.
"Such a deliciously intriguing offer, my niece...I must say it's so enticing even I might bite."
His words crawled upon the flesh, akin to maggots nestling their way along one's body. Astaroth was a member of the family down to his last drop of blood. He was an Asthavon, just a more secretive one. "So an end to the demon on demon violence, refocusing our foul desires upon the other things? Indeed the latest setbacks were rather extreme. Though so many fine specimens were collected from it. You've my interest, my niece, even if you've never heard my voice or heard my name. "
"I am Astaroth Asthavon, Princess your speech as gained my intrigue. "
Subject Post 3Subject: Re: Our Sinful Future [Devil Revolution; Post WW4 Social Event] [Algos/Open] Sat Aug 01, 2020 1:32 pm
Even if it meant staying dry during the moment it mattered not to Masakaki. He'd much rather avoid the crowds below, clamoring shoulder to shoulder, behaving like a bunch of fools. Instead he'd found his way atop rooftop, opting to stand openly in the chilling rain as his eyes roamed over the crowd before steadily climbing higher. Eventually his gaze would come upon his sole reason for bothering to be here, Algos, whether she knew he intended to be here for this he knew not.. But present he was.
Thus he'd simply listen, and see just what the dear Princess had to say to the masses. For now in his being here the pasty skinned demon was merely following his whims, his desires, and seeing just what a figure whom piqued his interest had in-store for their world. While he had a rough idea of her end goal, or at least a degree of it, based upon her words last they'd spoke it didn't stop Masakaki from being curious about just what Algos planned to say to the masses that she had gathered.
In the end though the last thing he had expected the Princess to begin with was just what she had. "I have failed you all." As those five words rang out for all to hear Masakaki's own mind momentarily flashed back to his last meeting with the Princess, and what words were shared. 'Hmm this must be a degree of what she spoke of the other night.' The Hatter thought silently to himself before returning attention back to Algos and listening silently as she spoke.
As the crimson energy started bleeding forth from Algos's form, such was it that the very rain around her was rendered into naught. Her energies weighing down upon the gathered crowds, yet without harming them. While he cared not for those below him on the ground Masakaki was sure that, even if only for a moment, he had been briefly knocked off balance by the woman's release of energy and emotion. Yet still he remained. And still he listened.
Realistically, if he were honest with himself, he didn't entirely care if their world remain as is.. or changed for the better. But what did matter in this moment for the Hatter was two things; That Algos had piqued his interest, and it seemed like IF he did join her in the end he wouldn't just be tossed aside. And so with mind made up he'd take a few step towards the ledge of the roof he stood atop before looking up at Algos.
"No need more me to go into details M'dear. But I'm in, so long as it benefits of course." Spoken to the point Masakaki would top the words with a curt bow, keeping eye on Algos all the while.
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Subject Post 4Subject: Re: Our Sinful Future [Devil Revolution; Post WW4 Social Event] [Algos/Open] Sun Aug 02, 2020 12:38 am
The Fallen Angel
Artist: KAIRI - Song: Adrift in the Leaves
Arianda Vael, a demon who had once called Demon World her home, had once been part of the large force known as Shadowfall, and had once been quite the formidable appearance, due to her standing and relationship with Mana and other Asthavon's, was now reduced to a Fallen Angel; having lost the powers that had once tied her so soundly to the Asthavon's. All that remained was the familial bond; now no longer mandatory for her to accept every message. She would regain newfound powers instead of resorting to old ways; deciding it was best to grow instead of fester. However, Arianda had taken it upon herself to supervise Algos.
Such actions weren't out of a lack of trust, or even what ever feelings Ari may bear towards the woman; but it was to make certain that Algos made good on what she wished to do. Not to mention, it meant that Arianda could go visit Ania. Even if Arianda had accidentally caused the girl great pain upon shattering her seal, she wished to be someone Ania could depend on. Regardless, what the demon did at this moment was watch Algos out of sight of the gathered crowd; as much as she could at least. A demon with blue horns, white hair, blue eyes, and similarly styled clothes of black, white, and blue, was hard to miss; but Arianda did not desire to be the spotlight. She was simply an onlooker.
So, the demon observed as Algos made her speech to all the demons present; and all of demon world as well. How she had failed, how she wished to have all demons coalesce together as one, make Shadowfall what it once was meant to be, and to crush their enemies under foot for defeating them. The latter part of Algos's plan deserved a frown on Ari's part. Indeed, demon's do quite enjoy to run wild, kill, and generally sate their desires; but to prolong wars and trying to claim Earth, or some such conquests, seemed like a large waste of time that could be better used on benefiting demons. However, Arianda was not here to advise, she was here to observe. So, the demon simply watched and judged silently; her blue eyes never losing focus as they looked upon Algos.
"Seems like quite the plan, Sister... I can't say I will be able to support; as I have not wished to join in any wars. However, I still give you my faith that you will do as you told me; do what you wished to do. However, I do have to wonder how you would unite all demons under one banner; or at least find a way to cease us fighting each other."
Arianda continued to look upon Algos, her blue eyes examining Algos quite well; looking for the things she would not say with words. Not to mention, as she stood near Algos; she did not mind the blood rain that temporarily stained parts of her white hair with red. Frankly, Arianda started to gain a similar look to the time she saw Algos; when the woman wished to apologize to her and gain the demon's confidence. However, the demon soon snapped her fingers and created a small barrier so the rain no longer drenched her form; and cleaned her hair and body up before her eyes were drawn to two visitors who wished to proclaim their intrigue to Algos.
They took no notice of Arianda, or at least had not yet; and that was fine for the demon. She was, basically, no one of import at the moment; she was an observer. However, she did look at the two people who had come to talk to Algos; one who apparently was an Asthavon of some sort. His voice was less than pleasant, but nothing that could bother Arianda easily; and then another who bore a top hat upon his head. Of course, neither being were people Arianda knew. Frankly, Arianda was unsure if she wished to know who they were. So, the demon observed unless she was spoken to; and possibly would comment upon what her sister had said. After all, Arianda would not have an incident like what occurred in Minatumi to happen again.
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Subject Post 5Subject: Re: Our Sinful Future [Devil Revolution; Post WW4 Social Event] [Algos/Open] Wed Aug 05, 2020 10:59 am
ENTER THE DREAMER
Artist: Carrotwine - Song: Dark Side Of The Road
She knew of this day, and exactly what she desired to do. She didn't want to leave Vanyel home alone after their painful excursion, but she felt he was stable enough to be alone at least for a few hours.. Not like she didn't put a few safety measures in place in the event he woke up, but it would be fine.. This was important and completely necessary for her to attend. Not simply attend, no.. She had more in mind and in store for this gathering. Calypso had taken the ethereal form of the phoenix, flying high above the grounds of Demon World in order to travel to this event.
She felt a pit of nervousness and worry - What if she couldn't sway the crowd? What if she was utterly ignored, for lacking in power and presence compared to her sister? These doubts and worries would weigh heavily on her mind, however a great resolve would unearth itself.
If she didn't do this, her race- no, her people, everyone will likely face more suffering and unnecessary death. She needed to at least, at least, put her two cents in. She had to be brave, for she believed in a world fueled by development and growth was possible, rather than hatred or madness.
She felt the blood rain roll off her energetic feathers, her sister's presence laying heavy over the crowd as a heaving breath would leave her parted jaws. She heard her sister's words as her eyes searched the crowd for a place to land down, but she didn't need a speech to know the woman's intentions. With the discovery of a clear space, her heart beat with a great tremor, but she would not be swayed by fear.
Here goes nothing...
Any demon smart enough would have quickly stepped out of the way as her talons would strike the pavement, her form shifting back as she kept her wings outspread, speaking out in defiance to Algos' vision. Her dream-like appearance was retained as she partially possessed her mythical form, iridescent horns protruding from her head as her eyes laid directly on her elder sibling, even spreading her own energies out to push against the weight. In contrast to the heavy atmosphere, Calypso's aura spread out as a gentle low-lying mist, the very nature of it uplifting yet unimposing.
"Hatred, revenge against our enemies, invoking fear.. These are not traits of greatness, at any level."
Her wings would curl in, as she stood unwavering within the parted crowd, opening her heart and letting her desires flow through, raising her voice a great deal as her passions came through,
"Have we forgotten why our enemies hate us? Why they sought to defeat us in the first place? We took their homes! We razed their grounds! We slaughtered thousands of innocent lives, and for what? Power? Their land? For the fun of it? Earth was not ours to take or reign terror upon, not even the smallest stretch of it! It's a hard truth, but they had every right to beat us back!"
"We cannot remedy this by doubling down on our mistake, to seek revenge for a loss we deserved! Else we'll just have a bigger failure down the line! Do we really want to sacrifice even more lives to fulfill a hateful vision? Thousands have already died under the rule of madness, and thousands more will die under the banner of hatred!"
Silvery tears were running down the eyes of the demon as her fists were tight enough to draw her essence, now looking amongst the crowd as her expression softened, eyes wide as she saw the faces of all around her, each and every one of them, sensing their emotions, their intent, all of it as she continued.
"I look and see each and every one of you, I hear your hearts, I sense your intent.. None of you deserved the disservice the Asthavons have wrought upon this kingdom. No matter how sinful a beast you are... You deserve better. So much better. You deserve guidance, understanding, a nurturing hand.. Not more violence and fear. Not restriction or subduing."
Exerting her presence once more, she rose a closed fist to her chest, blue blood snaking down her arm as she took in a breath, and spoke in declaration:
"I, Calypso Asthavon, am sick and tired of everyone being put to suffer for the Queen's selfish, destructive desires. Each and every one of you deserve better! You deserve to have the opportunity to grow, to learn about yourselves, to learn about others, and to prosper! This realm is our home, where our focus needs to lie, not exacting revenge upon beings we hurt first! I am making a stand to see a better world, for all of us! I stand with you all!"
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Subject Post 6Subject: Re: Our Sinful Future [Devil Revolution; Post WW4 Social Event] [Algos/Open] Thu Aug 06, 2020 9:59 am
Artist: Undertale OST - Song: Your Best Friend - Word Count: 914
A sigh echoed faintly in the streets of the demon capital; so soft, and yet it would easily be heard by every single demon that encompassed the gathering that her niece, Algos Asthavon had brought to fruition. It was a sigh that encompassed the emotions that many demons were feeling here: Confusion, Fear, Disappointment, Rage.. Maybe even Disgust. While the owner of that sigh was not apparent, the preceding herald of her arrival was apparent-- the shadows seemed darker, whisps of darkness arising illogically amidst the light. Wisps of light dancing in the shadows, as if the laws that defined this world were of little consequence. Honestly? Maybe they were, but for now, a voice echoed faintly, lingering in the ear of those that gathered, the few, the many, those that wished for the betterment of demon kind.
”It’s enough, this is not the time for banter, nor the time for argument.”
The voice held a faint tiredness in it, a hand came to rest upon Calypso’s head as a pair of figures materialized from amidst the shadows of her nieces visage, the churning pools of tendriling smog receded to show the form of the Queen of Chaya Nation, and her plus one: Bid’daum.
”This is bigger than All of us. Can’t we set aside our differences for the immediate future.”
Inami gently rustled the hair atop Calypso’s head, turning it into a mess before she removed her palm and pulled Bid’daum forward as she made her way forward through the crowd. Her heterochromia glowed resplendently, reflecting the light as she looked forward. Walking until she was next to her niece, Algos, she’d then turn around and look at the crowd that had come here, at the demons that filled those streets and saw the many expressions that had adorned their faces. The fear and uncertainty, the confusion at the banter that lay between their rulers. A soft sigh and a billowing gust of smog sifted from the Queen of Chaya’s lips.
”I am Inami. Queen of Chaya Nation. “
Her eyes studied the demons that stared back at her, her stance showing her solidarity with her family. While she didn’t agree with Algos’s dream. She could temper it, guide her, and protect her. She had hated for so long, and now it was time to let it all go.
”What i see before us is a chance to change for the better. For thousands of years, no, billions of years, we as a race have been strong. Stronger than any other race, we have infinite lands, and intersect with many realms. We have built empires under the light of our god. We have achieved something in our immortal lives, that is nearly impossible for any other race to even begin to comprehend.”
Inami’s spine was straight, and at that moment, her queenly aura radiated from her resplendently.
” It is time to let go. We are strong enough to bare the injustice served to us, but that does not mean we are WEAK. Shadow fall is not weak either. We will OVERCOME this. Algos is right that the time for fighting is OVER. As long as I can remember the concept of ”Might makes right” has dominated everything. As Queen of Brutes I know this fact better than anyone. “
Inami beckoned for Calypso to come over. Their issues could be solved later, but their family needed to stop fragmenting. It needed to stop hurting each other, and they needed to stick together.
”The time for fighting is over. War has come and gone, and it will come again. When it does though, we will be ready. For now though? We must unify, It does not matter if we hail from Vicara, Sirsa, Chaya, or Kendriya. WE ARE ALL DEMONS. The rest of the realms hate us. Whether or not that is our fault does not matter anymore. The course is set, all that is left is for us to show those that would bring us down that we are STRONG. “
Inami closed her eyes faintly. Before she opened them, the heterochromia that lay there having shifted to the purest of emerald greens. It was a sign of solidarity. Much like the gown embroidered with the emblem of her country. The crown that rest atop her head, and the earrings that dangled from her ears, or the horns that adorned her head. Inami often took a more humanoid form. Right now though, her purest essence was that of a demon. It showed her solidarity, and as inky blackness dripped from her gown she spoke once more with strength and conviction.
” As a queen of this realm, I have taken an Oath to protect all of you. As a royal of Shadow fall, I have taken an Oath to serve you all. As a member of the royal family, It is my duty to tell you this. We WILL become stronger than we ever have before. Be that Might, or the Unity that will come from a common cause. We all will grow stronger together, ALL of us. We will be prosperous, and Demon world will enter a new chapter. “
Once Inami stopped speaking, with her free hand, she gently reached out to squeeze Algos’s hand. For that moment, Inami allowed her essence to reach out to Algos to share with her a modicum of her strength. To let her know that she would not go through this alone. Afterwards, Inami walked forward, Bid’daum on her arm towards Arianda, her hand having slipped from Algos’s as she was dead set on at least making Bid'daums face known to other members of her family. After all, that was her duty as his comrade right? To give him allies that he could rely on.
”It’s been awhile Arianda. “
Inami said in greeting as her queenly facade melted into something much easier to converse with. While she was still escorting Bid’daum around, that wouldn’t stop the Queen from giving her relative a one-armed hug. Crushing the woman to her frame gently as she’d whisper faintly into her ear.
”I’m glad the circumstances we’re meeting at this time are far, far, more festive than we had last time. How is amphologai? Is she doing okay?”
The words were inaudible to anyone, other than them and maybe Bid’daum. Her emerald gaze showed concern, as she studied Arianda’s face to see what kind of reaction that she might get from the other girl. While she knew specifics couldn’t be discussed in such an open setting, she was hoping that Arianda would be able to give her the slightest of indications on the state of her fellow child of eris.
After asking that question, and waiting for the reply, Inami would then gesture towards the beautiful, albeit, pale man that stood next to her like a piece of artwork. A soft smile adorning her lips as she sought to introduce him to her relative arianda.
”Arianda, this is Bid’daum, he is a Rakshasha of hell. Me and him have forged an Alliance, so he can be accounted as one of my closest comrades and confidants. Would you be adverse to making his Acquaintance? “
Inami asked faintly as she nudged Bid’daum forward, so that the man could hopefully introduce himself to her. While that was going on, she didn’t hesitate to glance sidelong at the asthavon that had entered. Not Calypso, or Algos, but the stranger that her memories didn’t necessarily recollect.
”Is he a new member?” She thought to herself faintly before she motioned towards the man in a clear and definitive gesture of come here. While Inami wasn’t aware of every single member of the Asthavon family, she was certain she hadn’t seen this man before. This of course could just mean this was another member of the family coming out of slumber, but, it could easily mean something else entirely, which was why she made this action. To ensure that she could feel out this individual's intentions.
After all of this lobbying, and speaking was done though, Inami shot her eyes over towards Calypso. Her eyes glowing faintly with concern as she studied her, making sure that the girl was okay. Algos and Calypso.. The two of them were enough to make her head spin much of the time. Here in this crowded street, with everything going on, she had to keep an eye on them, while also ensuring Algos’s rally didn’t fail. She owed this to both of them. Still, that didn’t make it any easier now did it?
”Why are my family members always such handfuls?”
Inami thought to herself, and despite her frustration, there was still a faint smile on her face. After all, weren’t her and mana the same? Weren’t Khala and Nami the same? They all had a few screws loose. Still, that's what made them family right?
With that in mind, Inami now scanned the crowd of demons, gently waving and nodding at those that made eye contact with her. Hopefully this gave off the impression that she was a fairly easy to interact with ruler, and not one with an iron fist that many had mistaken her for in the beginning of her own reign in chaya nation.