Following The Devil [Algos/Yasuko]

Mmmmm, perhaps Neoveta would have enjoyed this scene?

Such placid honey colors, open grassy fields, warm atmosphere, and the comforting sun made this quite the beloved placed in the crux of this chaotic hell that is demon world. Eh, sometimes you get sick of seeing blood skies, blood rivers, blood ground, and, well, you get the picture. The demonic realm can be a gore-filled place, so sometimes it's nice to get away from the foulness even for a being as foul as Algos. Though, it didn't do anything to take away that emptiness within herself. So, she still needed to feed.

"Ahhhhhh~ Right. Let me check up on that little scamp."

While speaking in a jovial tone, the woman's eyes were vacant as if no one were truly home in the house of her head. Though, more importantly, she was referring to one of her newer followers: Yasuko. That youth was wandering in a world of predators, heretics, and all sorts of creatures without her guidance. So, perhaps dragging her to somewhere as secured, sacred and protect as this Temple of Khalaism could be her escape should things ever turn so grim and foul in the world around them.

So, with her mind made-up, Algos decided to summon Yasuko by forging a vortex of crimson light in whatever location she happened to be. In this way, she could break the distance, come forth into this holy land and feel the overflowing sanctity that this protected land brought those who were lost in this world.

"....sometimes, I forget you are a part of me, Khala."

With an empty chuckle, the reflections of Khalaism's teachings bled in her life as this organic matter from both the demonic-god and Khala still thumped in her heart. Such a gift as demonic divinity wasn't to be wasted by herself and perhaps focusing her sights on this pupil could serve to numb her own misery and woe.