Wandering Royals: A Meeting Of Devils [Algos/Inami]

Sat Feb 20, 2021 9:07 pm

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The world was filled to the brim with death, destruction, and chaos. Something which her mother may be riveling in. The depths of this madness had steadily drowned out the essence of Neoveta's own original intentions and that struck a nerve with The Princess. Not because anyone pressured her into doing anything she didn't want, but because she was becoming aware of the way her actions were being perceived by the world from that pain she allowed to lead her astray from that former self's goals.

So, to this end, The Princess of Demon World found herself wanting to seek council in fellow royalty. Thus, Chaos Point was contacted a few hours prior to her arrival as the communication left on their interfaces would note that Algos herself was seeking to contact their Queen for a meeting of advisement on the current circumstances of Demon World and how to help her mend things to form a more stable realm.

Therefore, as the sun reached twilight, The Princess arrived in a room with tile floors and large regal windows which reflected the churning colors of plum, amber, and crimson which flowed into the room. With her blood-red eyes piercing through the darkness, the demoness took her seat at a table as she closed her eyes and exhaled a soft breath.

"I am ready. Inami, as a fellow royal, what is your honest opinion on how I should improve as a Princess from here?"

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Tue Feb 23, 2021 1:14 pm

Meeting in the Snow

Golden eyes stared across the expanse, the four posted bed in the corner of the room decorated with familiar plushies. The table in the center of the room seated one other than her, a person who had caused Inami such grief, that she had finally gotten to the point she could not bare it. Yes, it had not been wars, or her personal anguish that had driven the final nail in her leaving shadow fall, no it had been her: Algos Asthavon.

Yet she couldn’t hate her, as her golden eyes stared across the finite space between them, her hands laced together, settled within her lap, there was no hate within her. No, instead there was sadness. Not for the rift between them, but the raw pain she felt within her. Everything that Algos had done to her, hadn’t been done to spite her, and Inami knew this. A lesser woman would have ignored her plight, barring her entry to her abode. A lesser woman would have let algos choke on the sorrow she felt. The sorrow that was so justly earned. Inami was not that woman. Not anymore at least.

She had gained so much more in the past month than she had ever dreamed. A home, individuals who share the same ideals as her, confidence, and most importantly resolve. Algos had lost everything, how odd, that their positions would change so quickly. Yet, the feeling of contentment at such karmic retribution was surprisingly hollow. It was such a pittance, and left her soul as ragged and empty as the day it had been shattered anew. The euphoric feeling of victory that she had hoped to feel when Algos finally understood was not there, instead there was only pity. Pity for the woman who had been given the world, to only allow it to crash and burn to cinder, leaving her only with the ashes of what could have been a glorious future.

It had taken her losing almost everything to understand she must change. To try to open the doors she had so easily left shut-- even if those doors were not the one's she should be opening. How earnestly had she wished for Algos to have learned this lesson sooner? How much would’ve changed if she had come to her before?

A sigh escaped Inami’s lips as she stopped asking herself these questions, afterall, nothing would change from these silly what ifs. Instead, Inami stood up and crossed the space between them. Her bare feet barely touching the ground as motes of darkness arose from each step, much like the miasma that spilled forth from her lips to dissipate into the realm surrounding them. She did not speak, and instead gazed upon the woman who had caused her so much heartache and misery. all she felt was pity.

After a few seconds more of standing there, with barely a foot between them, Inami mulled over all the hurtful things she could say. All the ways she could cause Algos just as much pain as she had felt. Yet none of those things brought her peace, so finally the queen leaned forward, her arms encircling algos’s shoulders to draw the princess inward. The hold gentle and warm as the demon was drawn face first into her bosom, cradling Algos much like a mother might hold a daughter. It was such a tentative grasp that Algos should be easily able to extricate herself from it if she so wished, but in that moment a gentle exhalation left Inami’s lips, as beneath the veil of her raven locks, her golden eyes gazed upon Algos warmly.

”It’s been hard on you, hasn’t it?” The words were soft, almost like a mother might address their child. Or an elder might address their younger. There was such a depth of love and goodwill within that tone, such warmth and acceptance that it was quite literally bottomless. Such was the love Inami felt for her kin.

Inami let those words sink into Algos, to give her time to process the pain that lay within her. The pain at her failures, the pain from the cost of those failures, the pain at losing virtually everything that she held dear. The pain at failing her family. The pain of failing her people. The pain at failing herself. Inami did not condemn her, because she did not need to. She was already condemning herself.

”It’s going to be okay.” Inami said the words that she probably needed to hear most. Knowledge could wait, till Algos had time to let the hurt go.

Wed Feb 24, 2021 1:47 am

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ENTER THE DEMONS POST

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At that moment where Inami spoke of it being hard for The Princess -- Algos froze.

Her body stiffened out of fear of being held by the woman as there were many foul things that she did to her family. Given the fact that she believed herself to be a monster, there was apprehension at first as flashbacks of Mana's own assault against her shifted in the woman's mind. All those years of torment to be bred into a weapon meant to serve, they shimmered like a blinding red light as that motherly tone of The Queen frightened Algos to a degree.

However, after a few moments of embrace, the woman's shaking body lowered in its quake as she started to sob quietly. All Algos came here to do was get advice on her circumstance, but she could feel her heart beginning to break in two. All throughout her head the woman's consciousness was repeating: "Be strong, be strong, be strong" again and again as she tried to fight back the tears of this year of suffering. Demons needed their strength, they needed to be strong and she couldn't curl up into a ball and become crippled with fear. What good of a demon would she be?

Yet -- in the end -- it still came as she started to hold Inami and let more of those boiling, blood tears fall from her face. It was ugly, it was disgusting, but it was her truth. One which her body refused to deny no matter how much she rebelled against it. As the inner depths of The Princess knew only further hell awaited if she continued to put her pride ahead of recovery.

"It's not going to be okay, it's not okay. I've broken everything."

Those words rang out in a cracked, pained voice as Algos gripped Inami tighter and hid her face in the woman's chest. Groans of her demonic energy started to twist, churn and gnaw at the realm around them. However, she kept it under control and put this dense cloud of dismal pain within herself. Every impulse in her body kept screaming at the woman to extract pain, get what was hers, and wild up like she was bred and raised to do.

But at this point -- what good would it do? She had the power, she had the authority; but what good was it if it brought more ruin? This was hell.

"....how can I move this past this? I want to be a better Princess, I want to be strong, but I feel like a failure right now."

Wed Feb 24, 2021 3:08 am

Meeting in the Snow

Inami held the weeping, broken princess within her arms. Her gaze stared out the large paned window behind them, her deadened, emotionless eyes lidded. Numbed to the realm, the kindness was gone from them--still, she’d continue to hold the princess. A broken woman was useless to this realm, Inami could give her this. When she looked down, it was like a switch was flipped, and the kindness within returned. Inami’s hand gently rose up to grasp the back of her nieces head, gently running her slender fingers within her hair, the Queen took her time. She let the tears spatter across her dress, and she allowed Algos the moment of release that was necessary for her to begin to mend.

However, when Algos spoke of ruining everything, a soft sigh escaped Inami’s lips, midnight plumes of smoke dissipating forth into the realm. The kindness that lay within Inami, while pure and genuine, was slightly rotten. She hadn’t forgiven Algos after all, not even close. All the love in the world wouldn’t let Inami simply brush off the hurt and pain she had caused, and yet here she was, a crutch for such a wretched woman to stand upon. All for the sake of the realm.

”You are a failure yes. You have failed so utterly that you nearly ripped our realm asunder. You have put the lives of our subjects in jeopardy, and you have broken so many ties that are undoubtedly irreparable. However..” Inami paused and a soft giggle escaped her lips. The tittering dissonance of that voice was brief, the shark like smirk upon the queens face a soft, predatory thing. It gently curved on the slopes of her lips, only showing the faintest amount of teeth.

”So what? Your issue isn’t that you cause destruction and chaos Algos. It’s that you don’t think. You will never be the gilded hero, you will never be a saint. There will never be a time in this world that everyone will love you, nor will there be a time when you are viewed with reverence. Yet I will say these words again. “ Inami paused, the steel within her tone unshakable. It lay under the kindness, because kindness by itself would not save algos. It would not save their realm, and it would not allow Inami to rectify the mistakes that they all had been made. Hope by itself was not enough. Not anymore at least.

”So what? For a better world I would undoubtedly slaughter everything that lay in my path Algos. Without batting an eye I would set the skies ablaze and rip asunder the heavens. I would do it gladly, as it is my nature. As it is yours. “ Inami said softly as she continued to stroke Algos’s head, letting her fingers knead the womans scalp in a way that was comforting and relaxing.

”You wish to be a better ruler? Then stop allowing your emotions to be the sole dictator of your intent. We are all merely ourselves, but when we take upon ourselves the duty of the sovereign, we become more than ourselves. Our lives are secondary to that duty. Or simply become strong enough that nothing can oppose you. “ Inami said earnestly, her lips parting as the miasma that spilled out looked to be shaped in many differing images. Of swords and crowns, of demons, and many other things that were of little import. The very world dimmed and dulled with the words that Inami spoke, as if in resonance to her will.

”You cannot simply be on your own though Algos, you are still a child. Even if you have all these memories, and emotions, and feelings, those are not yours, they are remnants, fragments of the one that came before you. If you want to learn, if you want to grow, you must figure out who you are, rather than being the thing that you have simply let others decide that you should be. Can you earnestly tell me here and know the exact reason you wish to protect this realm? Is it honor, or pride? Is it vainglory or possessiveness? Or is it that this was the role you were born into the world with Algos?

Do you protect this realm because you have a mantle--The name of Asthavon? Is it because you were born into peerage as the daughter of mana? Or is it because you crave power? Why do you care, what drives you to make these choices. If you cannot answer these things, then you have no right to lead another. So tell me, Why?” Inami’s words did not come out harsh, nor was there anger within them. In the same measured, gentle tones she spoke her inner thoughts far more clearly, and more succinctly than any grandiose speech of change, of bettering one's self. Algos didn’t need to change, because she hadn’t figure out who she was yet, at least not by herself. Instead she had always been what others had told her to be, letting others shape her destiny, rather than doing it on her own.

Sat May 08, 2021 10:48 pm

ENTER THE DEMONS POST

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Eradication of the self is what is needed to develop and cultivate a stronger sense of being. And in these quiet moments, Algos froze as there was a fair amount of information to process. All of her regrets, thoughts, feelings, and the foundation of what she was put into question. It was like a burning static in her mind as it kept melting away the layers of her own loathsome pit of despair.

And in place of that solemn feeling, there was a nauseous sickness in the gut of the devil as she could peer into the connection between the two and formulated that was merely a formality. This was an act, and since the woman could only read feelings and not minds, the purpose of this front alluded her as The Princess knew such forgiveness couldn't come that simply. So her mind focused on the objective at hand: just what the hell did she want out of ruling this kingdom? No, better yet: who the hell was Algos Asthavon?

...

Algos backed away from the woman as her blood eyes seemed lost in a daze. She did not want to be near Inami at this time as there was a creeping sense of vulnerability flowing through her being. If the woman was of weaker will, this would certainly be the point where her own powers would have lost control. But: she was an Asthavon. One of the strongest below Mana at that. Therefore, while her demonic energies started to become erratic for a few moments, it dimmed into a few dull sparks of shade electricity that scattered around the woman's body as she didn't want anyone to come near her.

'Who am I?'

A flash of Neoveta unveiled itself in both Algos's mind and replaced the vision of Inami for a few seconds. In this time, the fellow Queen would be able to see these visuals for herself if she were in sync with the bond they shared as a family. Regardless of that fact, The Princess's will grew more irritated; so this visualization burned to ash as that was no longer her.

'Who am I?'

Another reflection of her current self with her all maddening grins stood in front of Inami. Again, Algos scowled and that vision burned to ash as it was all the manifestation of her madness, suffering, pain, and investment in being an insurance policy for if Mana herself was slain. So, that wasn't her will either.

'WHO AM I?!'

As the flames of Ulv's Dementing Will surged around her, this fire brought with it the comforting touch of a blanket of love, but it was not hers to call her own will either. Instead, this inferno within herself dimmed and turned to black before the woman bled out two blood and shadow wings behind herself which screeched with such violent melting power. The floor groaned, windows cracked and the presence of a heavy earth-shattering presence grew as the woman sweated, breathed loudly, and steadily composed herself as this power grew fainter until it came to a lull with her determination.

"I am...Algos: the future Queen of Demons."

Firm, but loud; the woman seemed calmer as her wings started to dissipate into black and scarlet blood on the floor. As within her being did the embers of Neoveta, Ulv, Mana, Khala, and all other influences become discarded at that moment. And in its place, a visual of a noblewoman came to mind. One which was lost to the sands of incarnation. Through this encounter, Inami had managed to recollect the thoughts of Eris's daughter.

While this previous incarnation of Algos thrived on the concept of pain, she knew it was not her element to lose herself in. It was only a guide to act as a traditional demon would: to possess. They were creatures put on this universe to drain the negative aspects of the world, possess the hellish elements of the people who live in it, and reduce the damning fate of becoming a hollow creature from failing to devour this sin in others. And then, when the calls of the cosmos called upon it, they were meant to possess the essence of these positive energies to keep the damning order of balance in this existence.

For that reason is why Mana Asthavon must have shattered whatever peace and order as it was growing to be too much of an issue. Now the inverse has come and it was time for Algos to establish that possessive purpose in a demon's life.

"I'm prideful, arrogant, and anything but humble. Perhaps my ego is too great for myself, but this sense of strength in our people comes because we deserve better as demons."

Clarity began to wash over Algos as being in her pure self, she knew the direction that needed to be done. So, the woman turned her back away from Inami and started to walk away before pausing and looking outward at the moon above the heavens as its gentle light touched the bloodied room's floor.

"Much like you've given me at this moment, I've determined we need to find our purpose. As a future Queen to be I need to be able to realize our essence. And we are creatures that are meant to possess the hell of this world. I want to consume the failures, strife, and hell and fulfill my duty as a true goddess of our kind. I want to become...something more than either of my mothers."

Then, as if akin to an act of god, the woman's horns sprouted as two ember and coal-hued appendages stuck out of her head and a flaming aura of determination started to bleed over in the room. This sense of self, familiarity, and being her own woman is perhaps the harsh lesson that the woman needed in order to get a better sense of how to handle things moving forward. No longer was enough to hold on to the past, it was time to lean into herself and become her own devil.

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