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Post by Seven on Aug 21, 2013 16:37:18 GMT -5
Daemon did get up, wiping the dark blood off of his face, an even darker expression writ on his face. "You disgust me," was all he said. It was more than just the offense of what had been implied to him, a far superior being, the First Prince of Hell. How dare he speak of my daughters that way. He was furious.
As if the hit had managed to knock the past right back into him, Daemon seemed to continue rising up, higher than, taller up than, his regular standing height, eyes glowing unearthly. It was not Daemon's physical body that grew, as it stood stock still in its place, but his shadow that lifted off the ground in an impossible fashion, standing behind him like a monstrous entity. "You maggot," he muttered, and then he quirked up a demented grin. And when he spoke, he spoke in an Infernal voice, the words not of any mortal language, and yet perfectly understandable to everyone in the audience, as if they had come from the language of the soul.
"You shall regret offending the soul-torturer," he declared, and the shadow held out something of an arm, just as Daemon's body--almost like the shadow's puppet--moved in perfect synchronization. The prince's mind and heart were broken into in an instant, flooded with a wave of chilling black that fell out all of his orifices, destroying him from the inside out. As the flood out of his natural bodily orfices were not enough, they forced their way out new ones which they created, ripping of his limbs then filling his body with wholes.
It felt revitalizing, so much so that as Daemon watched with a vacantly cruel and amused expression, he suddenly began to laugh, loud and piercing and inhuman. "Suffer," he commanded in a low growl, a soft hiss that nonetheless punctuated the air. "Suffer. I shall not permit you to die yet."
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Post by Pan on Aug 21, 2013 16:44:33 GMT -5
There were gaps and screams from the crowed as some of them ran away from this scene before them. The prince was unable to fight back as Daemon unleashed is wrath on him. He could only lye there and suffer. From the stands Isis raised and eyebrow at what she was seeing. It was very curious to her but she made no move to stop Daemon from killing the other prince. It was bound to happen at some point. Nef gasped and took a step back looking at her husband. She moved closer to her father now taking his hand. "Dad....What's going on?"
The girls on the other hand took a few steps closer to the edge of the stand watching their father. They both slowly started to mimic Daemon cruel smile as they watched their father torture the other prince. It was something knew and they just seemed to love it.
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Post by Seven on Aug 21, 2013 16:51:06 GMT -5
Even as the other prince could only scream in anguish, Daemon baited him still. "Come maggot! Make offense at me and mine some more! Tell me what you intend to do with my daughters now that your genitals have erupted? I'm curious, speak, speak or I'll keep you alive longer!!" he proclaimed, watching as the husk of the remaining body, melting from where the darkness flew out, would have writhed violently on the floor.
Shiku was silent at Nefertari's beckoning question. He simply gulped as he watched the beyond gruesome display. "It is I warned your Nefertari. Daemon is a cruel man... No, that is beyond an understatement. As he said, Daemon was the primary soul-torturer. " He sighed, shaking his head. "I don't think you realized the full extent of what sort of place Hell was. This is only a faint sliver of it. And such a place, as horrible as it was, is only a sliver, molded by the evils of its ruler, his sons."
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Post by Pan on Aug 21, 2013 16:56:49 GMT -5
The prince was unable to say a word but now Isis stood up calling out to Daemon. "Enough! Kill him and be done with it." Isis let Daemon have his fill of touring this man but enough was enough.
Nef Held onto her father's hand as she watch the man slowly being ripped apart and her eyes fell on her children who had not even glanced away for a moment. "Does that mean the girls will inherit this curtly as well?"
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Post by Seven on Aug 21, 2013 16:59:52 GMT -5
Daemon grew still, upset that someone would try to steal his delight. He would have liked to spit and refuse to desist, but he was too rational. It would be unseemly to simply act like a beast with no restraint.
And so, just like that, the shadows, the sounds, the atmosphere all disappeared. Daemon simply seemed like a strange, but relatively normal man. As soon as the darkness faded, the prince died, for it was the only thing keeping him alive.
Shiku was silent, but he gently nodded. "Yes. They will, Nefertari," he admitted after some hesitance.
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Post by Pan on Aug 21, 2013 17:04:24 GMT -5
Isis gave a little node to Daemon and looked out to the crowed of princes. "The next prince may come forth." But the next to fight him looked to frighten and simply shock his head backing away from the arena. "Oh? will any of you come forth than? Or do you need time to collected your selves?" A few gave a node and Isis huffed. "Fine we will take a short brake so you may all for changed yourselves." She said waving a hand.
Nef looked at her daughters and then hung her head knowing that they couldn't see her. But Ank knew. Ank knew her thought and turned to look at her mother walking over to her taking her hand and giving her a little smile.
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Post by Seven on Aug 21, 2013 19:52:44 GMT -5
Shiku kept silent as he watched the interactions between his daughter and grand daughter. What did the future really hold for all of them?
Daemon thought loudly about them being a bunch of cowardly lots. For a moment, he scanned the crowd for the parent or parents of the now dead prince, though it was difficult to pick out in the sea of horrified, deeply unsettled people. The parents--which ever they were--were probably still too far in shock to realize that their son had died. In proud silence, he walked out of the center ring.
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Post by Pan on Aug 21, 2013 21:48:09 GMT -5
Nef looked down to her younger child as she shut her eyes bringing her into her arm. "I love you sweetie...." Nef muttered holding Ank close to her. Ank returned the hug resting her head on Nef's shoulder. "I love you too mother... I promise Usha and I will be good..."
When Daemon got closer to where the others where standing Usha squeaked with joy and ran to her father her arms held out to him. "That was so cool Daddy!"
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Post by Seven on Aug 22, 2013 14:08:37 GMT -5
Daemon smiled at his daughters, nodding his head to Usha before picking her up. "I am so glad you enjoyed the performance." Now it was time to see if any of those fools would swallow their pride and leave. Or perhaps they would try to do something even more foolish: declare him a monster, unfit for both the royal line and the seat of a god.
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Post by Pan on Aug 22, 2013 14:13:26 GMT -5
What little was left of the crowed right now Daemon could hear them muttering about him and what he had done. Usha snuggles up to him now still grinning. "Can you teach me that Daddy?" Nef over hears Usha request and just looked to the two still holding Ank in her arms. She jumped a little when she felt the little girl's hand cup her face. "We aren't monsters..." She mutters as Nef looks back down to her. "Sweetie what made you think that I thought that? I know you aren't I just... Wasn't expecting that kind of power from your father..." She looks back over to Daemon now with a worried look on her face. "It's very frightening to me..."
Isis approached Daemon now shaking her head slightly. "That was quite a show I think a few of the princes left because of it."
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Post by Seven on Aug 22, 2013 14:20:59 GMT -5
Daemon, who did hear what was going on with Nef and Ank, was nonetheless too preoccupied being adorable with Usha, giving her Eskimo kisses (or whatever they were called here). "Of course dear! You and your sister will by the mightiest of warriors in all the land. None shall contend with you, my darling!" he promised simply.
He gently set her down as Isis approached, and in spite of himself, smirked. "I should have really done that to begin with then, shouldn't I have?"
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Post by Pan on Aug 22, 2013 14:26:17 GMT -5
Usha giggled happily trying to push Daemon face away. "Daddy stop that tickles!" She squeaks as she is set down she scampers over to her grandmother taking her hand and giving a little tug. As Daemon speaks to her she picks Usha up patting the girls head. "Well you didn't really have a reason to kill the other before... But this one gave you quite a good reason didn't he?" She asked giving Usha a kiss of the forehead. "Imma be a strong worrier one day grandma!" Isis grinned at the little girl now. "Are you? Maybe you'll take my old title of warrior goddess? I think that would suit you well Usha dear."
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Post by Seven on Aug 22, 2013 14:28:58 GMT -5
"Yes, he did," Daemon said, nodding. "I take it you heard?" Daemon asked, then turning to look at the spectator's seating. "I'm sure I've caused quite the scandal though."
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Post by Pan on Aug 22, 2013 14:31:48 GMT -5
Isis nodded her head at this question. "Yes I did. I can hear better than normal humans and that prince forgot that. Even if by some fluke he had won I would have killed him. I would never let anything like that happen to my granddaughters. As for scandal? No not really I said that death might happen and it did."
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Post by Seven on Aug 22, 2013 14:37:11 GMT -5
Daemon gave a bark of laughter. "No cries of 'fiend,' 'monster?' That's a relief. It would've been a pain to deal with."
While Kealya rested, Mikaki found himself perching on one of the room's pedestals, watching over Kealya like a silent guardian. No new princes would be getting close to her, he had decided.
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