♠•The Queen Of Hearts & Owner Of Ruin•♠ [OPEN]

Mon Feb 25, 2013 8:55 pm

Date: Sometime in January 2413

Artist: Diablo Swing Orchestra - Song: Kevlar Sweethearts - Word Count: 1600

Time to feel, time to believe; Dare to see what may come of our future. Lift your head, broaden your gaze. Speak your mind and your thoughts they will follow you

The Vicara Plane, a nation of jumbled thoughts. In this twisted world, not much ever seems to make sense. Land formations come and go from existence, people fade in and out of this reality and logic seems to take a backseat to the wayside as one would venture further into this ever expanding realm. Really, as ye' descend deeper towards the inner workings of Demon World, nothing much ever seems to make any sort of rational sense. Most Demon's dare not venture too far, too high or too low into the pits of this world, because as you find yourself travelling furthering away from chunks of land that seem to be the most developed, you'll soon see for your very own eyes what it means to understand Demon World. As ye' are falling further into the pits of hell, the border between fantasy and reality simply becomes more blurred. It is at the core of the Demon Realm in which this becomes very apparent. Cities shift at a whim, locations fade away in an instant, the laws of the demon universe change at the drop of a hat and it reaches a point of simply becoming a mass of ever growing, ever changing and never ending absurdities, gaps in reasoning, disjointed and overall, one can come to a true conclusion that Demon World has always been, will always be and can never be nothing more then a disarranged compilation of incoherent existences.

And, no other being can attest to this fact better then one of it's unsettled rulers. For what seems to be hundreds, if not, thousands of miles underground; a great force was steadily making it's path into the root of Demon World. From the sense of power in which this Demoness of the night had radiated from every fiber of her being, it was made clear that this was not your run of the mill demon causing havoc in the dark. No, no, no. This was the mother of all Demon's, the epitome of the Shadow's; it had to be none other then Mana Asthavon herself. While most other lowly minions of this chaotic world had long sense lost themselves to the maddening realities of the underworld, she had, for all intents and purposes, remained the same bundle of discord as she had always been. Yet...there was something entirely wrong with this picture at the same time. Not giving word to anyone in her circle of advisors, royal family, allies or friends; this fair Queen had set off into the depths of the evening to put forth a path to venture into the depths of Demon World to make sense of what had been going on inside the internal enigma which was her mind's eye.

Ever since the start of the new year, perhaps following the debacle in which had occurred in Madness City, there had been a nagging notion inside of her persona which had been proclaiming she was heading down a horribly wrong path. This....was disturbing...for a monster of the night. The fact an ethereal abomination such as Queen Mana herself...had the capacity to feel such things as remorse...it meant something in the universe had been made terribly wrong. In that precise moment in which she had stood towards the edge of a new fond world, the ruins of her past had sought to bring the Demoness down. Foundations of self-worth in which she had once proudly stood upon, had appeared to be crumbling into imaginary delusions of power; as it seemed that everything in which she had worked for throughout her four centuries of life had been...pointless? The annihilation of endless civilizations, the violent take over of Demon World from it's former Queen, the love of a Demon God, the formation of Shadow Fall, the road to a Goddesses power; while all of these facts and many more unspoken feats had been astounding for all those who paid witness to her growth, there was a voice within Mana which had disagreed with her course of action. For once, there was doubt in a being who had believed herself to be doubtless.

Then, at that moment, as if the world had been synchronized together with The Queen's mind, Mana had fallen into abysmal pit. Despite having the capacity to freely fly away, she had instead chose to let it fester over her; free-falling for an unspecified amount of time; though she had determined the descendant was millions of miles downward into the pits of Demon World thanks to her otherworldly perception. In any case, after breaking through an unforeseen barrier, she had crashed into a massive piling of red and black tiles that had seemed to stretch onward into infinity. This factor was determined, as even though she had created a devastating carter with enough impact force to rip through mounds of Earth, there was still a sea of endless blood and shadow tiles reforming itself. Slowly crawling her way out of this carter, she had awakened to find herself in a bizarre section of the underworld. Looking around in a full three sixty direction, this mass of land had been nothing more then an overblown excuse for a manor that seemed to stretch into the halls of eternity. Meaning, this place most likely had no end and no beginning; making the Queen chuckle gravely as she thought it was similar to her own existence. Thus, as she dwelled deeper into the halls of this strange valley, the ceiling had now seemed to fade into a void of blackened obscurity which had now been filled with endless rows of chains; chains which had entire skulls and skeletons hanging from the tips of it, alongside the crimson aura of blood that seemed to have poured heavily downward into some quarters of this peculiar land.

Every so often, however, the scenery would change ever so slightly. This journey through the tangled webs of the demon's nest seemed to have entire walls caked in blood; changing back into screens of blackness or the hue of brown. While the Queen had been venturing forth further into this netherrealm, it seemed as if the deeper she had found herself in this maze, the more it brought forth entire forest of never-ending spires. Spires in which contained the souls of the damned; radiating loud screams throughout the halls of this manor; solidifying the fact that she was still very likely within the realms of Demon World. Henceforth, after a certain point, Mana could no longer bring herself to care where she was at this precise time. The scenery reflected all which had comprised her state of being in the present. A cluster of condemned souls, brought to a place where there seemed to be no end, no beginning and always holds the potential to expand further. As the lines of these damned spirits grow, so does the further instability of this world. The lines of reality become blurred, the sense of rationality is thrown out of the window and it soon becomes an unstable pattern of cycles that change on a whim. Phasing in and out of senses, passing through varying persona's and losing track of what it once was; if it ever was something to begin with.

At the booming voice of an elder male figure yelling from behind, The Queen had calmly snapped out of her sense of intense internal thinking, only to realize the surroundings had once again shifted; placing her at the bottom of a mass stairwell that had been dimly lit by candle-lit torches of the manor. Observing the new alteration in the environment, it seemed to the left of her there had been a series of bending hallways which had lead to the entrances of unforetold doors that had unforeseen consequences hiding behind each handle. To the right of the Queen? There had been nothing but the same echo's of endless spires and tiles she had been walking through for an unspecified amount of time. Which left her last choice....a brooding sixty foot tall door, covered in the scarlet color of black and chained together with unholy masses of demonic energy. Appearing to have finally reached an impasse, the Queen had felt she had enough of this farce and decided to fall flat on her back as she stared the grey brick ceiling.

It seemed the patterns of this verse had matched the sensations of Mana's heart. The past was irrelevant because time is ever changing, the future is pointless because alteration is inevitable; and the present was a mind numbing blur which had sucked the very life out of the empress of the dark. In this state of hazed consciousness, there was nothing else left to do but close her eyes and embrace the pressing reality that had been questioned before her: what was the point? What had been the build-up to this? Who was Mana Asthavon? Why did it turn out this way? For her salvation, for her desires, for her beliefs, for her GOD; what did it all amount to? The Mad Queen, The Demon Queen; all of her conquest, what was it for? The death of family, friends and enemies alike; the ruining of both this world and the living world; was this all just to reach a point? E

Through the blaze of her own pitiful self cindering down into madness, could have all been for a path which never had existed in the first place? To simply renounce everything she had been and continue walking this spiraling path of...insanity?

Are you Blind to what's there? Too blind to care? It's all because of you
Save whatever has been; Broken and left with the will to surrender to failure
Time to feel, time to believe...

Thu Mar 21, 2013 7:08 pm

Probably it was a bad day for the world. The one day that Asmodeus, Danava of Lust and generally fuck all of the things, was not in the mood for a quick fuck. Shocker, and seriously, one should call the media for this flash news of utter disasters. Few would actually understand something truly and utterly important to Asmodeus; that love, love was the thing that made that Demon's world turn. Oh that sweet adoration, the love, and just the feelings that came with such made his body alight with delightful tingles of pleasure and just sloppy happiness. Yeah, it was so disgusting but hey, he was a demon, so it was fine. So when he, in such a beautiful girl's body, was going to see darling little Mana for some head pets and some Infanta Queen moments? The darling was nowhere to be found. That, that unsettled the male, for one, and he nearly, NEARLY pitched a fit then and there. Then people would have noticed him and made a bigger fuss, which.. is probably why she left without a sound. But no worries! Asmodeus had lovers in the weirdest of places, so after listlessly wandering, he got a lead. Or rather, he wanted to say that, but honestly? He still had no results! He was wandering the underground of the demon world, shifting landscape and even the blackness of blood just.. overwhelming? Well Asmodeus wasn't paying attention, that was the main part. He was just wondering in utter sadness at missing his cute little Mana's totally batshit crazy, no pun intended for her wings, antics. He really needed a pick me up, and well, with that? He retreated within Feraki, shoving the spineless girl in control, and stranding her in the dark, dark bottoms of a demonic world. Crap right?

The blonde haired girl let out a sigh, as she was.. she wasn't even sure where she was anymore. Wherever this was? It was pretty messed up as the girl was walking through a massive bunch of weird spires with strange noises. The girl was shivering a bit fearful, but then the area changed. ''Eeek!'' she let out, feeling her body shiver. The loud screaming elder man was making tears in her eyes, as she stumbled around. But then she saw something weird; someone lying down, and facing the ceiling. She was a bit surprised, but the girl slowly approached, having fallen on her hands and knees. Softly, the blonde Leonhardt tugged at the girl, and seemed to be shivering and shaking, afraid. ''Gah.. h-h-h-hi.'' she would say, before shrinking into herself, like a true shrinking violet. Honestly? Asmodeus had just dropped her in the middle of this place, and she had absolutely no idea where she was. But to be fair? She was pretty sure that she could maybe figure something out; or something like that right? As Feraki looked at the girl before her, she could see a lot of sadness, and a lot of strange moods, but the person herself was very beautiful. This caught the girl's attention, regardless of her giant fear. In fact.. this made her want to restore balance to this area, to this girl. Because it seemed like something had gone utterly wrong for the poor girl.. and she wanted to help as much as she could people. Even forgetting a bit of her own fear, Feraki wiggled closer, her long blonde hair, and her striking blue eyes almost pure. Much different then anything that should be found down here, in the middle of demons. The girl had truly no idea where she had landed at, did she?

But maybe this person could tell her.

Thu Apr 25, 2013 3:01 pm

Artist: KKHA Soundtrack - Song: OST 16 - Word Count: 1252

Who would be the bold soul to venture deep into the pits of hell to visit the demented Demon Queen? That was the lengthy question occurring within the mind of Mana Asthavon. Detecting a presence nearby, The Queen had steadily began to open her eyes to this new person. Hearing some sort of female beginning to greet herself to Mana, this supposed female voice had sounded quite familiar to Mana. It was as if it had been a lost echo of someone she may or may not have met in her delirious state of conscious. So, to investigate matters more clearly, she would begin the mental task of steadily coming back into a more alert state of awareness. "Who goes there, young demon?" She asked, beginning to bring herself up to her feet, quickly focusing her vision onto the young blonde before her. And that's...when it hit her. The female, or rather, male, before her was actually apart of her own organization. Something along the lines of Asmo or Feraki, from what her memory could gather at this point, it was some sort of Ziamichi Demon whom served a great deal to Shadow Fall.

"Ah, ye' be..one of my own." Rubbing her temples a bit, the dismal thoughts which had plagued The Queen's mind had been put to the wayside for the time being. With this appearance of The Danava of Lust in the area, there wasn't much time to dwell in such nonsensical mental chatter. Gazing her constantly shifting scenery, it was clear to Mana that they were in the deepest pits of Demon World. So, given the vantage point in which the two were located, The Demon Queen was rather surprised that this fearful little male had actually located her or had the ability to even withstand phasing through the varying types of instabilities in this land. So it's obvious that there was something a bit more to him, or maybe she had been in this place longer then she had thought. Could time had been moving slower in this realm? Did she lose conscious for many months? Had the souls within her body finally gotten the best of The Queen? There are many possible outcomes which could have occurred, so it was time for her to investigate matters to get the ball rolling.

"Tell me, little one, what brings you to such a decrepit place like this? Surely you could not have found me simply by chance or coincidence." Staring Feraki, or whoever the Davana Lust had decided to be today, Mana needed some answers obviously. "Is there a search party looking for me? Has there been an issue in the depths of Shadow Fall that needs my attention? What is that ye' desires from me?" Scanning the area with her advanced sensory, The Queen could not pick up many other creatures within the vicinity. Which had started to lead her to believe that perhaps her subordinate was acting on her own accord. Gritting her teeth, however, it was clear this moment of peace would temporarily be halted. A blinding headache snapping at the jaws of Mana's head, she had grabbed the top of her skull as she had hissed slightly. The respite of the many souls within her collective hive had started to attack The Queen mentally once more and she realized that may have been the reason she was in such a disoriented state.

With a screaming pulsation of energy being released within her body, countless piles of voices had started to echo within the mind of Mana. Some were happy, others had bellowed laughter, numerous ghouls had screamed in agony, unfathomable amounts of souls were angry and yelling and it all hit Mana at the same time. Visions of different lives danced throughout her head, copious amounts of thoughts from long deceased creatures played in her psyche, emotions of those reaped by the cold arms of death had swung around her senses and it was all beginning to smother, consume and otherwise bring the overall mental state of the Mad Queen further down. Eyes widening a bit, all of this this immense psychological stress had created a bodily reaction which had unleashed a strong amount Mana's energy throughout the area in a strong gust of power.

If Feraki wasn't on guard, she would simply be tossed aside in the wind, as Mana's energy was enough to begin tearing apart the ground around them, sending all sorts of objects in the area miles down the road and even obliterating some levels of reishi within in the area. It was clear, at this point, Mana was attempting to get something within her under control, but she couldn't quite seem to find the resolution she needed to put these thoughts to rest. Thus, her power was beginning to fluctuate heavily. High's, and low's, high's and lows; the energy within Mana was quite sporadic as sparks of electricity scared the land around them; causing the shifts in this area to speed up from the feisty energy of the Queen. The landscape around them swiftly looped between a cave-like setting with many types of lost Demon Souls beginning to converge around them, and the hallway-like setting that they were once in where Ferkai had found the crippled Demon Queen. Eventually, it had given way cavern scenery; resulting in the previous spires around them beginning to crumble to the ground around them and the souls gathering all around to scream in terror.

Which, in turn, made those contained within Mana's own hive of lost spirits react violently. So, in yet another outburst of madness, the sounds of millions of people, demon's and creatures alike had been released from Mana's body; causing an immense amount of ripples to be seen in the air around, obliterating all sorts of other weaker minions within the area on sight and causing a strange vortex to open a mile upwards in the sky; with it bringing more damned demon souls into the air to be consumed by The Queen's body. Sounds of crunching emitting from Mana's back, something omonimous was beginning to arise on the horizon. After that instance, there would be a detection of two other different spiritual energies with signatures similar to The Demon Queen's. The first had appeared to be of holy nature, which would take most by surprise as Mana was the most foul thing to ever roam the Demon World. The second, however, gave the impression that it had a similar sinister vibe to Mana's own, but something much darker had lurked beneath it's surface.

And, whatever this dark force was, it was increasingly beginning to rise to the surface as Mana coughed out black and green blood all the place. Thus, as a reaction to this, a strange echo was bellowed throughout the area. As if it were a warning call to something much bigger. "Heh, you must be causing quite the trouble in there, eh Haniel? This is how it is all going to end, eh? Or is this going to be how it all begins? How fun, how delightful, how utterly loathsome and painful!" Rising her head throughout the cessation occurring within her body, Mana pierced herself in the gut with her hand and was attempting to repair the damage taking place inside of her; while the lost souls which had emerged into the area had called The Queen's body her new home; giving her further power and more madness to deal with for the time being.

Wed Jun 05, 2013 4:07 am

Words; 1353
Theme; La Tortura - Shakira

To the sound of her voice? The woman stirred; she was beautiful, looking no more then a girl to be fair, Feraki's blue eyes going wide. A soft voice tickled her ear then, making the small Sugiura shrink more into herself, as the woman looked at her directly, with resonating green eyes. Feraki was surprised; as much as she couldn't even retort to the demon thing. Her gaze was caught by the demoness, staring as if she was caught under some spell. The blonde Suigura felt like her life was tumbling away; Asmodeus had taken control of her for a long time, unable to find her way up or down, inside or out. This.. was the first time in how long? And before stood a Demon Queen; would she consider the small Sugiura a danger and kill her? This thought filled the young girl, and stilled her tongue from answering as well. She wasn't even sure on how to deal with this.. with what was before her very own eyes. The Demon Queen - Mana, was that her name? - seemed to be wondering as to why Feraki was here. Yet.. she assumed she was Asmodeus? How long and how far had the demon pushed her body? The girl's movements became small shifts, as she let out a sort of a noise. She wasn't even sure on how to answer that and then shook her head side to side. ''I.. I..'' she began, but soon found herself unable to finish; her eyes were staring at the Demon Queen, that was clutching her head.

''Are y-'' she began, before the sudden burst of energy sent the Suigura flying. ''Gyaah!'' let out the Suigura; but her instincts saved her, as in her hand, radiance showed, and then the pole-arm was stabbed into the ground, keeping her from flying too far. Once that was done, she retreated the lance; just before it's blood lust hit the area of course. Feraki's eyes were wide as the area was flickering like a tv in a rainstorm; from the hallway to the cave, to the hallway to finally the cave.. and Feraki heard the screams. Whimpering, she ducked low, almost like a ball, letting herself become small. The madness that surrounded her was not something she would enjoy; the girl watched with pensive eyes, as there was a sort of play; what the hell was Feraki supposed to do? She was a pathetic Suigura, she had next to no powers, and Asmodeus ruled her body almost all the time. What could she do? She should run; the terror, that anguish, the fear that filled the girl was probably a beacon to her beloved twin and her older sister. The tears began to fall hotly from Feraki's eyes, as she wrapped her arms around herself; she wanted to die, why the hell did Asmodeus give her control NOW of all times? She was shaking, as she squeezed her eyes shut, gritting her teeth. She had to help somehow! That driving need pierced her body like a hot flash, as the girl felt her entire being shake. Missing wells of energy; but she could use something different.

With a snap and a crack, Feraki's energy burst outwards; the Antochyons suddenly held the ground in place, stymieing some of the destruction that Mana's burst would cause. At the very least, it protected immediately around Feraki herself, and Mana as well, as the girl let go within a few moments. But the sense of the angelic, pure energy, and then the darker energy, it made Feraki's eyes widen. What.. was this? What was it that she was witnessing? And then her eyes fell on the chaos; the chaos, the mess.. it was all one sided. Feraki felt her own head start to hurt now; as her body started to shiver, she fell to her knees. ''It's so painful..'' she whispered, realizing something; Asmodeus had been in control too long. There was no balance; she had to learn something. Her body shook, as she pushed herself to her feet; to fix this.. she had to fix this girl first? Was that what her mind was saying? Almost desperately, Feraki began to go towards the woman; despite the souls pushing, battering their way; despite the screams that terrified her to her bones. Feraki was filled with an honest desire to help. But yet.. there was something that was torturing her. Could she help this girl? Would her Requiem of Balance even help? That was a burning question in her own mind.

Feraki pushed her body, and finally got to the Queen. Her hands were about to reach out, but then the sight of the girl's hand inside of her own stomach became burned inside of her mind. ''Ah.. ah..'' she let out, the breaths almost terrified. She had to do something, she had, she had to! Feraki's panic began to upset her even more; the Sugiura's origin began to leak, heavily. Which conflicted with the area; the realm around them became disjointed. ''Ah.. I'm sorry.. my name.. is Feraki Leonhardt.. I.. I.. Asmodeus.. dropped me here.. I dunno.. I want.. to help.'' she muttered, unsure if she could be heard or anything. She could just reach out.. and take the other in her arms. The sheer amount of pressure from the area caused blood to slip from Feraki's lip; surprisingly red blood, as she felt her body shake a bit more violently. ''Ah.. I have.. restore balance... Ahh.. stop it.. stop..'' she muttered, her hands moving from where they were wrapped around her waist. Slowly, the cupped the demon queen's face; her blue eyes were glowing brightly now. The touch was soft, delicate, as Feraki gave Mana a gentle smile; would this be a surprise to the demon queen? Would this sugiura child be even able to do anything but screw it up more? She understood she had to make this right; something was fighting too desperately. Something was truly causing this woman damage; and Feraki.. wanted to help.

With a tug, the girl's face was close, as she locked lips with one of the foulest demons around. In fact, it was surprising; the weak hearted Leonhardt ignored the mix of their blood, and then closed her blue eyes. There was no more hesitation; her origin flared immediately, the demoness under her grip now caught. For Feraki was the sense of balance; and that kiss was the touch the girl needed. Her Requiem of Balance came into effect; the thousands, the millions, the endless void of souls that inhabited Mana were causing chaos, imbalance. Their emotions were too wild, and harming the Queen; Feraki was to annihilate that. Requiem of Balance swiped through these souls; all of their emotions were quelled, balanced, and returned to a state where they no longer caused stress, because they no longer held emotions that would cause them to go into chaos. Why? Because her ability simply allowed her to take what was overtly aggressive and calm it; and take what was overtly passive, and stir it up. Relatively, Feraki was the sense of balance in itself. However, the ability found itself in a weird spot; in between the light and the dark, it was difficult to balance one or the other. In fact.. the second she tried, Asmodeus pulled it out. Feraki's body ejected from Mana's, landing several feet away with a grunt. Her body was aching, and smudges of blood was still in her lip and mouth. But.. she couldn't sense Asmodeus.

[b]''Asmo? Asmo?'' she screamed, being answered only with silence of her mind. Gone. He wasn't there. Panic truly ceased the girl, unsure of how her RoB had done with Mana or where Asmodeus went. ''..... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.'' she let out, the terror overwhelming her. Tears fell from her eyes, as she curled up into a ball, shaking, trembling. It hurt.. everything hurt around her, inside, around; she felt like she was going mad. ''Make it.. stop..'' she muttered into the ground. What other thing could she ask for, really?

Thu Jun 20, 2013 3:45 am

Artist: dBU music - Song: 少女さとり～ 3rd eye - Word Count: 1752

In the stillness of silence, the loudness of madness came to an end for the time being. Through piercing a hole into herself, Mana had temporarily quelled the monster steadily growing within her body. For how long this will stay in effect? Not even the Queen herself knew. Through all of these sporadic alterations of herself, the channeling of the imbalances growing stronger and the instabilities becoming more enhanced with every waking second that she exists; there is no telling when this beast will arise again to claim Mana's own sanity for it's taking. It could be in the next thirty seconds, it may be in the next minute, perhaps within ten minutes, possibly an hour, a half day, a day, a few days, a week, a month, years down the road; there is no guaranteed or assured method to otherwise give Mana the clarity she needs to be relieved of this for the time being until she is fully transformed. As her very blood changes, as every tendon tightening within her soul morphs; she knows the very root of her being is in the process of a massive metamorphosis that will blossom into a full-blown Danava.

The road may be long and perilous for the likes of most demon's. However, this is the Demon Queen we are talking about. The slayer of countless men, the destroy of infinite countries and the one who wields the command which The Demon God himself listens to. If there was anyone fit for such a chaotic power, it was the likes of Mana Asthavon. While her soul may be very well torn into many inestimable fractions, at the very essence of her being lays the woman who put these plans into motion. The woman who had endured the hardships of demon world, greeted the world with a sinister grin and nearly single-handedly had both the likes of Demon World and the Realm of the Living itself bowing down on it's knees to her might, to her power and to her will. Thus, while every fiber of Mana's subsistence feels set ablaze by an unimaginable blaze of infinite proportions, the strive to sustain herself was still there and the battle would continue onward.

So, with the vomiting of a massive pool of green blood, the Queen would fall, but she would soon rise to her path in due time. Looking back towards the direction of the blonde haired male, woman or whatever this creature decided to define itself as, from her understanding, she was speaking with the entity known as Asmo. However, as she slowly began to come back to, she realized something felt entirely off. Due to the fact her vision blurring increasingly from the strain placed on her body from the many disturbances occurring within, Mana otherwise relied on her supernatural senses to detect two separate souls inside of the depths of that body. Leading her to assume by her precise and deductive nature that this must be a Ziamichi she was dealing with. There may be more questions and inquiries about how such an occurrence transpired, but for the time being, it was made painfully obvious to the Queen that WHOMEVER had control of that body now was ready to faint from pure fear.

Listening to the petrified woman ramble on, it was made clear to Mana that the person whom stood before her had addressed itself as "Feraki Leonhardt". "You want to help?" Spitting out the last of her gem fluids, The Queen had a questionable expression as to how someone who seemed more afraid of their shadow could possibly "help" the likes of The Demon Queen. "Little one, ye' should perhaps take a look in the mirror and realize you are about to pass out from your own terror. What does one such as yourself have to offer me in regards to "help"?" Placing her right palm downward onto her abdomen, The Demoness swiftly started the cycle of regenerating the massive gaping hole in her stomach as she let out a slightly irritated sigh at the circumstances in which they had been placed in. Even for someone such as Mana, getting out of here in her injured state was going to be quite the irritating hassle to overcome, though she would be distracted from this plight by what would happen next.

Feeling the warmth of Feraki's skin across her cheek, The Queen was intrigued by what the woman had intended to do next. She was getting fast ideas about what was going to take place, while Mana was still slowly transitioning back into the reality around her. Which is why instead of getting a scythe around the neck, The Demoness had permitted this transference to take place. Time beginning to slow down between the pair, upon the sealing of each others lips, there were sparks flying everywhere. Electricity roared all throughout the area like a bomb, flashing green-lights lit up the darkened cave and a strong surge of The Royal Demon's power seized the land; inverting the landscape to where they had been seemly transported to a higher point in the abyss. For what was once nothing but a lost cavern, was now an open field that seemed barren in nature. Blood red grass covered the ground, crimson red water filled the lakes and the sky was a darkened black and red while a white moon shined down before them with a scarlet illuminous to it. It was clear to both of them it was quite the hell of the kiss, but Feraki would not know the full consequences of the actions she performed.

As Olive hued strikes of bioelectricity were still emitting from the likes of Mana's body, white smoke fumed around her body as The Queen steadily began to rise to her feet amidst the aftermath of their kiss. Licking her lips to savor the flavor of Asmo's power coursing through he veins, it seems that during this union the two had shared in that kiss, she had been able to create a connection towards the likes of the frightened girl. Sub-consciously acting on it's own, The Queen's body gave the feeling that it had used the likes of Mana's internal and external shapeshifting to store the likes of the fellow Ziamichi's DNA into her core during the transference of superpowered smooch. Storing it's effects within the depths of The Demonesses body, something peculiar soon began to happen. The air was still brim with madness, the energy within The Queen still flaring with cataclysmic chaos and the outward physical manifestation of Mana herself had not changed....at least to the naked eye.

Gazing closer into The Queen's eyes, there appeared to be some semblance of a somber expression hidden beneath the guise of her twisted persona. Was this the effects of Requiem's Balance? Possibly. Staring downward towards the injured and scared little girl before her, Mana slowly walked over to the likes of Feraki to survey the impact of her injuries for herself. All the while, with each step she took, traces of blue sparks mixed in together with the shades of emerald green lightning being released from The Queen's body as more strange fluctuations occurred in and throughout her body. Flexing her hands very slowly, perhaps some strange ability had been unlocked within the depths of the Queen. For, as she scanned the inner confines of her mind, it was apparent to her that Haniel had been utterly silenced. This was rather...odd....as for many months prior to this her wrath had been building up savagely to the point where it brought the likes of The Mad Queen to her knees....yet all was quiet at this point.

Now standing before Feraki with a raised eyebrow, the possibility that each of their inner demon's had been decimated weighed on The Queen's mind. Hearing her scream, holler and sob over losing "Feraki" led her to believe something freaky must've have occurred for this dramatic shift in each of their internal worlds. Moreover, glancing down at her pulsating lips which gave off a fading blue glow, perhaps something more was taken from this encounter for Mana. Having a theory in mind. The Royal Asthavon formed a blue and green sphere within her palm. Still maintaining her contemplative facial expression, she slammed this ball of light into the back of the girl. "Hush. Stay still. Let it consume you. As the waves of my power command you, ye shall fall under my slumber AND LET IT CONTROL YOU! OBEY!" While she may have shouted towards the end, Mana maintained a strange sense of authority, serious-minded nature and casual tone all at the same time. Seeming like three different voices were talking at once near the end.

Nevertheless, what was possibly injected into the likes of Feraki was a fusion of what appeared to be trace hints of Requiem of Balance...interjected with Mana's influence. Pumping this serum of force into the likes of Feraki, the intended effects were rather...hypnotic. Oozing into the pits of the young girl's mind, the birth of a new ability may have been unlocked within The Queen. For, as this phenomena would hopefully be phasing into the likes of the frightened lass's body, the soothing voice of Mana's tongue should be entering into her consciousness. Binding itself like a snake around her mind, constricting itself to cripple her fears and injecting it's fangs into the subconscious to place Ferkai under a mysterious spell to ease her worries, lower her stress and force more of The Demonesses authority into her to restore her to the way she was before.

Just what was occurring here...? Not even Mana herself was too sure, but she had a hypothesis. If her hunch was right, she may have very well achieved a new strength to allow her to pierce into the depths of the psyche and otherwise formulate mesmerizing power meant to stupefy the soul. Staring her hand once more out of concern, what bothered her more was the sub-conscious act that her body performed during that kiss. Maybe her abilities were transforming at a rate faster than anticipated; morphing itself into something far beyond Mana's own comprehension at the moment. As, for the time being, she certainly felt there was ALOT more to be discovered about what had just occurred here then meets the eye. She was going to get to the bottom of this, but first she needed to calm this damned brat down and figure out what happened.

"Now, young one, are you OKAY?"

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