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Post by Deleted on Oct 10, 2018 19:58:01 GMT -5
This strange blue marble of a planet had been Amatricina's latest stop in her journey to uncover the ancient secrets of her strange five starred gem. A mystic scroll from her archives had eluded to this world being a possible source of these gemstones, and hopefully with that it also meant the secrets to unlocking their purpose lied somewhere. Unfortunately for the demoness though, her quest had thus far been fruitless. The mortals of this planet, these 'humans' as they called themselves, seemed to by and large lack any real knowledge of magic. Moreover, they held a dismal power level and thus, seemed totally inept at making use of their ki. It was all been very frustrating to the fire demon, her searches repeatedly coming up empty handed. Possible leads on self proclaimed mystics and sorcerers ending up being only charlatans and frauds, many drew of which drew their last breaths by her hand. Other supposedly mystic sites and sacred temples were long abandoned, holding no clues or being populated by mortal monks who were simply ignorant of the knowledge she sought. In any event, Amatricina's search had led her to a modest village that rested in shadows of the great Tsumisumbri mountain range. The latest in a long line of fruitless ventures, the mystics of the village held nothing but questions and confusion as to the nature of Amatricina's treasure. Annoyed by yet another failure and unwilling to look for more leads just yet, the demoness had taken to spending the day in relative leisure. She had donned a mortal disguise since first arriving, veiling herself in the appearance of one of the planet's natives. Her demonic crown of black horns replace by a simple headband, her armor and jewelry gone, and in their stead a figure hugging blue turtleneck and tight black leggings. Armored boots given way to chic sandals, and her long mane of crimson hair braided into a neat ponytail that trailed down to the small of her back. Amatricina kept her power level suppressed down to that of just above a mortal, she had no intentions of betraying her true nature. Last, but not least, her normally crimson eyes had been replaced by a soft blue not unlike many of the natives possessed. It was an adequate disguise, she supposed. It did nothing to hide her curvaceous figure or captivating beauty, but she was far too proud to ever let that be the case. The demoness currently sat lounging at a mortal dining establishment. She believed they were called, "cafes", sipping on a hot brown drink they referred too as coffee. It wasn't bad, truth be told. A young mortal man had purchased it for her before trying to strike up a conversation with her. She had sensed the sin of lust in his heart, it hung heavy like a stench. The demon humored him for a few minutes, before breaking his fragile heart and sending him on his way. Now she merely sat idle, one leg crossed over the other as she sipped at her drink, musing on the world around her. This place held so much suffering and darkness behind its bright facade, she was growing to enjoy it. In the Demon Realm, beings knew their purpose and their place. A soldier fights, a worker works, a ruler rules, everything is as it should be. No one rises above their station without first becoming more powerful, and no one falls below their rank unless they prove themselves to be weak. But here, here was raw untapped chaos, and a part of Amatricina loved it. These mortals, their hearts were filled with so much desire, so much wanting they could not fill in their simply lives. Greed, gluttony, avarice, wrath, envy, sloth, even pride, every sin was there in spades, varying from person to person. The demoness felt the emotions of each being that passed by her too close, touching against their essence as she felt the darkness within their hearts. The corrupter in her just wanted to take each of them aside and whisper into their ear, tempt them to walk darker paths or push them past the brink of their despair. Each of them held such capacity for great evil, and Amatricina relished the thought of unleashing it. If she had sufficient time, she could despoil so many lives without lifting a finger and break so many wills with only a few carefully chosen words. It was a tempting thought, perhaps a hobby for the distance future. She continued to muse to herself, lost in her own devilish thoughts.
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Post by Hondrias on Oct 10, 2018 21:02:22 GMT -5
"Please, LORD DON'T!" "Oh, quit your whining. It only suffices to make yourself look more pathetic." And with that, Hondrias' little murder spree began with him silencing a certain young man both main characters had already associated themselves with. The man, seemingly irritated from his little crush being seemingly only entertainment for the sightly demoness from the very beginning giving him quite the chip on his shoulder. When he had accidentally bumped into Hondrias on the sidewalk, he yelled and shouted a majority of obscenities at the bug man before he was forced to silence with a single Ki beam through the head. "For the love of Kami- can I not manage to get a days worth of quiet in the very little time I've actually been awake?!" Hondrias exclaimed in an angered tone as he threw off the ragged black cloak that had been his disguise for the past couple hours that he had actually been trying to explore the town and its barely fascinating features.
Of course panic and fear ensued, with mothers running and clutching their children, attempting to find safe shelter somewhere Hondrias most likely could easily rip through, and men attempting to either run away along with them or try and fight Hondrias himself- with a strange mix of modern weaponry and ancient looking technology. It really was a routinely sight for him, though this time he took less enjoyment in it as it had cost him a days worth of unwinding from the several weeks he's been working himself to the literal bone. But Hondrias still managed a confident facade as he laughed heartily at the attempts to even try and lay a scratch on him- spears were thrown and guns were shot in the hopes that it would somehow end the monstrosity that was Hondrias himself. He simply let all of the punishment bounce off of himself, bullets ricocheting and hitting their owners square in the face and the spears snapping in half on impact. Hondrias lifted a single palm as shocked faces stared upon the horrific sight, and he returned it with a sinister looking grin.
"Oh, is it really my turn already? It seems as though I win then," was all that he had to say as he flexed his wrist, a gigantic explosion occurring straight afterward- killing all of whom that were still near him and frozen from the shock. It was a common expression his cold cruel eyes had the pleasure of seeing every single day. The face of pure despair, the look you give when you know your last resort had been reduced to shambles in a matter of seconds. He didn't know what it was about seeing it over and over again, it just sent a shiver of pleasure down his crooked spine every single time their faces lit up with such hopelessness. Oh, life is truly amusing.
"Dramatic Finish," was all Hondrias had left to mutter as he made his way toward a certain cafe he saw located more down the street. He noticed most diners fleeing the scene, but he assumed there'd be something left to salvage there- as either more tools to study the ways of human life with or simply something to kill time for a bit.
Hondrias originally had plans of simply wiping this town and moving on, as was the protocol he had made for himself during the time in which he has been awake for. Although, this village appeared to be profoundly different, as it held a nice and neat combination of ancient tradition and modern revolution. He thought about it, and decided upon exploring the town for a little while before its inevitable purging, believing the site to be somewhere in which he could learn more about humanity and their strange and twisted little ways of life before he put an end to it all. He threw on his ripped black cloak and continued into the town, ensuring that he wouldn't draw much attention to himself. Which most would imagine to be a difficult task, being an over seven foot tall green bug man of course, but the majority of the populace didn't seem to care enough to take note. It seemed as though they had been desensitized to something so strange a sight; most likely due to the fact that many aliens traveled to Earth as a bit of a tourist hotspot, and many most likely had stumbled upon this strange little cultural village. The village was interesting enough- average tasting food, full of crap mystics, all of which he was all too used to. The people were it's shining achievement though, perfectly balanced between the new ways and the old. Truly a diamond in the rough. Too bad he would have to erase it without a trace once the sun had set.
Soon enough, Hondrias had arrived at the small cafe of which his interest was peaking in. He opened the door, not surprised at all to find that most of its people had vacated the premises once that small little scuffle had taken place. What he was shocked by though, was the fact that a seemingly normal woman had remained, simply enjoying her own company and a cup of coffee as her companion. Hondrias grinned. She either was incredibly brave, cocky, or just abnormally stupid. He took the seat that was open in front of her, a small grin blooming onto his face as his curiosity finally peaked.
"So, do you come here often?"
@amatricina
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Post by Deleted on Oct 10, 2018 21:59:42 GMT -5
The day had been a dull one, up until it happened, that is. Amatricina felt a surge of ki not far from her location, enough for a powerful energy blast at a minimum. She tried to place a face with the owner of the energy, but it was... unfamiliar to her. It certainly wasn't demonic in origin, or Saiyan for that matter. But it did have the slightest of similarities to the latter. Her experience with Saiyans was limited to a half breed child many years prior though, so perhaps her memory was foggy. But there was an, unnaturalness to the energy she could not place. It was slightly vexing, and whatever had happened it had certainly spooked the locals. She could feel the emotions of the mortals even before their simple minds fully grasped at the situation before them. So much... fear. Raw terror, confusion, then pain... and silence. And like that, the flames in their hearts were snuffed out. Their sins turning to silence. Amatricina raised an eyebrow to this, sipping her "coffee" as she did. Men ran by, knocking on the doors and screaming at the top of their lungs. "Monster! Monster! Everyone run!"
Women screamed in terror, fleeing down the city streets. Several vehicles crashed into each other or buildings and sent their inhabitants scurrying. These mortals fled like cockroaches, but from what? The demoness briefly wondered if somehow she'd been found out, but none of the attention was directed at her. The patrons of her cafe beat a hasty retreat, the shopkeeper turning to look at her as he held open the door. "You comin' lady?" He asked, the fear and concern clear in his voice. Amatricina just shrugged, lazily ignoring his question. The puzzled look on the man's face changed back to fear and he bolted off, so quick to ensure his own safety. All this... commotion had the demoness quite curious, but in her sloth she deigned to leave her seat until her drink was done. She'd have to ask the mortals how they made it, it was quite refreshing.
Amatricina's curiosity was piqued when the... creature entered the shop. It stood head and shoulders taller than her, with green insectoid limbs she could see even beneath its tattered garb. It was either some xeno, not of this world, or she was very ignorant to how many sentient races called this planet home. The demoness mused at which outcome was more likely, she decided that this planet was simply full of surprises. The being calmly seated itself next to her, as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. She tried to sense the emotions in the stranger's heart, but what she found perplexed her. It was empty... no, that wasn't right. It was missing? Could that be? Did this creature lack a soul? Or had she found a being that had learned how to hide the thoughts that dwelled within their heart. The creature spoke, its words more casual than Amatricina expected.
"No." She replied simply, her false blue gaze looking the being over. She could see the outline of wings on its back, even through the tattered rags it wore. "I'm new in these parts." Amatricina added, it was not a lie, not in the truest sense anyways. A small grin crossed her ruby lips, and the demoness took another sip from her drink. "And with whom do I have the pleasure of speaking to?" She would play this creature's game, if only because it intrigued her.
Word Count: 594 Total Word Count: 1,365
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Post by Hondrias on Oct 10, 2018 22:20:33 GMT -5
Hondrias let his small grin widen absentmindedly- oh, now this one was quite the interesting being. Ignoring the luscious curvature of her body and the fiery look in her eyes, he noticed a sense of regalness about her. The atmosphere entranced around the two was one of conflicting confidence and shared interest in eachothers company. He leaned back in his seat, casually relieving himself of his cloak and setting it down on the seat next to him, a hundred scenarios of how this encounter would end running through his mind as he thought of a way to reply to her without giving away too much information. Then again, did it really matter? He was to kill every single witness before the sky went dark, so would it have any sort of everlasting impact if he just spilled his entire life story on an intriguing bystander? Hondrias knew better though- this woman wasn't exactly one to trifle so lightly with. If she was brave, or bored enough, to stay while the rest of those whom had any real common sense ran, she had to have some sort of reserve of power hidden in her. Which made their predicament all the more interesting and worthwhile the more he wrapped his mind around it. Perhaps she'd have some answers as to how the human mind worked, what made it tick, but from a different perspective than how he had been looking at it. He set his hands down folded on the table, looking downward at the feminine figure with a small yet charming glint in his eye- something he learned along one of his many travels. Flattery was one of his greatest strengths due to his strangely large amount of charisma, and he didn't get to use it often. Perhaps this woman could be her little testing subject.
"I like your attitude already mystery woman, and the name is Hondrias as you so politely requested to know," Hondrias replied in a calm and lighthearted tone as he flashed his, perfect, smile at her. The atmosphere felt lighter as he did so, as if all the casualties and people that suffered only a couple minutes ago simply drifted away like a leaf to the wind. He used his Ki manipulation to lift upward a cup of hot chocolate abandoned on a table a couple feet away, pulling it over to himself. Although his diet needn't require it, he thought of it as a small way of feeling more human than he usually did. Hondrias took the drink into one hand, sipping deeply as he inhaled the delectably delicious scent the drink held for him. He set it down, staring at Amatricina with a devilish grin.
"Who might you be then? What is a competent looking woman like you doing in a backwater place like this? Bored? Collecting info for a project of some sort? On an adventure of some great importance?" Hondrias mused as he continued taking sips of his drink, enjoying the strange tingle it gave his mouth each time. "If I seem a bit peering, I do apologize- it's in my encoded nature to find and record special info, and I am quite bored as of now. Perhaps you'll provide me with some well needed entertainment..?" He did admit she did get her hopes up- perhaps not every person in this sorry excuse of this world wasn't just a copy paste of the old "I'm just trying to get through life" gig. She seemed different, and actually held a purpose unlike the majority of the bugs that crawled on this glorified dirtball. "If not, then I think I'll just take my leave and finish what I came here to do."
@amatricina
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Post by Deleted on Oct 10, 2018 23:02:12 GMT -5
The casual nature with which this creature acted was slightly, unsettling, to the demoness. She could not sense its power level, that much was obviously being suppressed. But more worrying was her inability to sense its emotions. Why was its heart so cold and empty? The question puzzled her to no end, was it dead? Undead? No that couldn't be, necromantic magics always left their victims with a black hole where the soul had been. The soul left the body upon dying, the Kai's plaything from that point onward. The magic that reanimated the corpse replaced them. There was no magic holding this creature together, that much she was certain of. When the creature removed its cloak she bore witness to its full insectoid visage. Green and black speckled body, purple musculature, and large black beetle's wings. Like an amalgamation of creatures, rolled into one. A chimera of sorts, but without the magic that held a chimera together. Curious. Odder still, the creature's face was unnaturally handsome, with a chiseled jawline and strong cheekbones. Amatricina scarcely knew what to think of it, though she tried not to let it show. Amatricina smiled as the creature gave her its name. "A pleasure to meet you, Hondrias." She said warmly, taking a sip from her drink as the being levitating its own. "And I am Amatricina, Daughter of Tartaros, though I'm quite sure neither of those names have any meaning to you." She replied in response to his question with a cheery warmth, feigning a kind of sweet innocence. In truth was testing the creature, these mortals seemed wholly ignorant of the Demon Realm, much less its many warring clans and warlords. Let us find out if this being is no better, she mused to herself. The creature's grin did little to unnerve the demon, and she answered his questions one by one, maintaining her false sense of cheery innocence. "What am I doing? Why I should be asking you the same." She set down her cup, letting of a soft sigh and she looked wistfully outside. One of the crashed cars was burning heavily across the street. She could smell the charred occupant within. It reminded her of the scorched battlefields of her home world. A bit of happy nostalgia, even in this strange place. The fires of the wreck glittered and danced in the reflection of her eyes. "You could say I'm doing just that. A bit of travel, a dash of adventure, looking for knowledge I just can't seem to find." Could this creature read her own thoughts? The demoness mused to herself, his question had been a bit too specific for her tastes. She filled her thoughts with visions of her homeworld, of the immaterial horrors of the Demon Realm, the twisting black ether that was Dark Energy, and the myriads of demons she had slain by her hand. All the while her gaze studying the creature's face, looking for any change that would indicate he had peered into her thoughts. Hondrias' second statement was even more vexing, encoded nature? Record information? What was he, truly? She wished so badly to know, but refrained from directly asking. "I do hope I'm entertaining, but something tells me I'm nowhere near as fascinating at you." The demoness chimed playfully, grabbing her coffee again and taking another sip. Her mug was beginning to get low. A great shame if ever there was one.
Word Count: 580 Total Word Count: 1,945 Hondrias
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Post by Hondrias on Oct 10, 2018 23:37:31 GMT -5
As Amatricina began to spill some of her personal info to him, Hondrias let out a small exhale- of which was used as a sort of way to keep his surprise from completely leaking out and ruining his calm and intimidating composure that he had worked so hard to set up. Her name and parent name rang a bell in his memory, something the AI, the one that helped incubate him, informed him ringing loud and clear. The demon race, of which he was so lucky as to have a bit of their blood in his own collection of DNA, all had names akin to that of Amatricinas. But, to avoid screwing up his only chance at social practice in a few weeks, he decided to inquire more about that later on. Amatricina held Hondrias' attention right in her tight grasp, and he wasn't attempting to struggle against her allure anytime soon. He, as cocky as it did sound, thought that his own charm would overpower hers in time. But enough with the internal debating, he thought. The show must go on! As the humans say.
He looked at the contents of his cup, his mind seemingly elsewhere as he replied in an unnaturally nonchalant tone in sharp contrast of the topic he was beginning to bring up, "Your names are similar in origin to these demons I've heard and learned a bit about, no?" To prevent any unneeded messiness or shock exploding from Amatricina, he held up a calming hand, a knowing but strangely comforting smile on his face. His perfect jawline did work wonders in keeping himself on peoples good side, despite the rest of his very alienlike features.
"Keep cool, I'm no robotic goverment controlled being here to capture you for dissection or anything," Hondrias joked slightly as he downed what little content the drink had held for him left. "That would be the blandest secret to uncover so early on in such an enriching conversation for the two of us, wouldn't you agree? And although my appearance looks quite foreign to someone such as yourself, I myself am not of alien origin. I am, Earth grown as you may put it." He stared at her, a quizzical and calculating expression painted onto his face as he determined what actually should his next goal be. Well, she did mention demons a bit- why not probe just a tiny bit there then? Shouldn't be too personal. Besides, what was the worst she could do to him anyways? She was just a human, afterall.
A fact of which he was already beginning to doubt. But, nonetheless, Hondrias took a bit of a leap of faith, saying in his more persuasive and delightfully mischevious tone, "For a human you seem quite, how do you say it- well, much more advanced than the others of your species I've had the misfortune of running across in my many travels. Physically and mentally," He added witha bit of a wink. Hondrias hardly knew of the concept of flirting- in fact, it was quite recently learned. But he might as well try it on someone worthy of it no? Thats what he thought at least as he continued, staring at his hands and making random gestures as he finished off in a questioning voice, asking her, "So, Amatricina, how exactly do you know of the demons then? Dumb luck or something far more enticing..?"
@amatricina
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Post by Deleted on Oct 11, 2018 0:42:24 GMT -5
The revelation that this creature knew of the demon race came as a shock to Amatricina, one she tried her best to hide. She could not hold her composure fully, and the handle of her mug shattered into a thousand tiny ceramic pieces in her grip. She looked at in silence for a second, her eyebrows furrowing as she collected her thoughts. The creatures elaborate explanation did little to stem her concerns. Robotic being, earth grown, what manner of chimera was this thing? It was beginning to draw her ire, curiosity slowly being replaced by wroth. "So you're no xeno, and you're no human primate. And you know the origin of my name, and yet I still have no idea what exactly you are." She took one final sip of her cup, downing its contents.
The rest of the creature's words fell on deaf ears. Amatricina was tired of playing these games, and this... Hondrias' attempts to be suave were wearing her patience thin. She stood up from her seat, still holding her empty cup. "I can tell you I am much more impressive than any human you'll meet. Let's just say I'm a bit of a connoisseur of demonic knowledge. It's my, field of expertise if you will." Her words came harsher now, losing their innocent edge, and the demoness bounced her mug in her hand. "Tell me monster, why did you give them a clean death when you could easily have made them suffer and prolonged their agony? What manner of creature are you that I can't sense a soul within your beating heart. And how do you know about demons when I can't sense a single bit of magic about you?" Amatricina took her mug in hand, hurtling it at the creature with lightning speed. It was aimed square at his perfect jaw, a veritable rocket of ceramic porcelain. "Catch" She said simply, using the distraction to move at blinding speeds herself, leaving a mere after image in her wake.
The demoness came to rest outside, seated perched on the overturned wreck of the burning car. The flames danced behind her as she looked back into the small cafe. She could sense the power levels of the mortals, they hide like rats in their homes and the surrounding forests. Even now, some watched from their windows in fear and terror. The demon could practically taste their mortal fear, their emotions like candles before her. And yet there was once being she could not sense, and it stood before her. That simple fact was slowly beginning to fill her with anger, and Amatricina crossed her arms and folded one leg over the other. In her anger, she waned her focus on suppressing her power level. It began to rise, slowly at first then more sharply as her temper flared. She would rip this creature in half and pull his beating heart from his chest if that is what it took to have her answers.
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Post by Hondrias on Oct 11, 2018 16:52:45 GMT -5
The Bio-Android was even more drawn into the puzzle that was Amatricina as she revealed her thoughts and replied on what he had been poking at for a couple minutes. He listened silently, a scanning look on his face as she listed the beings of which she had originally thought he was. Hondrias let loose a low hum of a laugh, a chimera? Technically, she wasn't exactly wrong, but it was such a primitive way of putting him. It made him sound less of a technological marvel than he actually was. He separated himself from the truly bland and boring androids and the other failed attempts at Bio-Androids that roamed the Earth; Hondrias very much believed himself to be the pinnacle of combat skill, with no one even coming close to his perch of power. He was quite the contemptible being when it came to his self evaluation of his skill, since he normally always thinks in some sort of way that he can stomp any opponent in front of him into literal dust. Though, with such a capable mind and such eviable combat skill, who could really blame the guy?
Hondrias' usually confident and nonchalant facial expression soon melted away, leaving his features contorted into a much more livid emotion as Amatricina went on her little tangent, perhaps more so a critique, on how he had dealt with his prey. Of course he could've made them all suffer under his wrath for however long he wanted, hell, absorbing them was a tortuous death sentence in it of itself. But if she was expecting some sort of philosophical reply that would make her pick at her brain for weeks on end, she was talking to the wrong Bio-Android. The rest of her rant was met with a small roll of the eyes and a cough of uninterest- Amatricina was beginning to bore the bug man, and that usually met either him leaving or him making an attempt to kill her. Normally it was both. Though he was still very much intrigued as to why she had gotten so miffed at Hondrias mentioning any sort of demon knowledge, as though she didn't wish to associate herself with the more basic thinking of it. He mused for a bit as he waited for her senseless droning to end, his eyebrows raising in curiosity as she mentioned the use of magic. Suddenly more interested, he turned back his gaze straight at her, asking in an interrogative tone, "Okay, I think I'm done playing Sherlock- who or what exactly are y-"
He was rudely cut off abruptly by her sudden hurling of her cup straight at his perfect jawline. Hondrias quickly shot a power filled glare at it, the cup exploding into an insignificant puff of dust and ceramic pieces. He laughed a bit, an attempt at angering him? Or, a distraction then, he thought as Hondrias looked back at the seat in front of him, it suddenly being empty. He looked around for a moment before he sensed her energy reappear outside, on one of the flaming tops of one of the multitude of cars that had crashed together in the panic that ensued to escaping his oncoming wrath. A small smile lit onto his lips as he got up from his seat, appearing right in front of Amatricina with his arms crossed in a formal stance. The locals who did remain and were staring at the two were horrified, it amused Hondrias- he could always just kill her in front of them for extra effect if he so wanted to. Now THAT would be a hilarious predicament to put them in. Hondrias took note of her less than friendly look on her face, as he simply shrugged- putting his hands up in a surrendering motion.
"Listen hun- if you really wanted to know my life story, then you really could've just asked to stop with the games from the get go. I have no problem in enlightening you a bit," Hondrias said in a reassuring tone as he stretched a bit, letting out a bit of a yawn.
"I'm a Bio-Android- not a chimera, not Xeno, and certainly not a Majin- I am a Bio-Android created by two brilliant scientists to be the epitome of combat finesse. The reason as to why I know about your delectably delicious demon race is because I have an ancient demons DNA in my genetic makeup, I don't exactly remember who it was though..Dabura or something or other? Least of your concerns at this point."
After his small explanation he flashed her his classic bright yet unsettling smile, asking in a genuinely caring tone, "Any questions for me before we move onto your story then?"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 11, 2018 18:06:35 GMT -5
"You were playing your games long before I was." Amatricina corrected this... Bio-Android. It had after all been he who casually approached her. Had he simply let her be she might have let him go about his way. Actually, who was she kidding, the creature before her was too curious to ignore. "And in truth, I couldn't, or rather, shouldn't take anything you say at face value, Hondrias." She studied him carefully, his nonchalance never faltered. Her false pure eyes watching with the casualness with which the artificial being displayed. This creature was either far too bold for its own good, or far stronger than it let on. If it was the former then she would humble it herself. And if the latter proved true, there was no sense running, it would just catch her. No demon should die with their back to the enemy. Amatricina hopped up from her seat, jumping off the car and delivering it a swift kick that sent it rocketing into the nearby building before exploding violently. She felt the spasms of fear of those trapped inside the now burning structure, it amused her greatly. "So you are an artificial being. A creation of science, not magic. It explains so much about you." The demoness said, pretending to inspect her nails. "These two brilliant scientists, what became of them? I assume they do not live. Were they slain by their creation perhaps? Killed by their compatriots for their folly? Maybe they've grown old and died, I find these mortal races do not live long or rewarding lives. I suppose it truly doesn't matter, does it? Your heart beats empty, I could sense that the moment you flared your power against those primates. There is no soul within your artificial body. You are no different than a tool, a weapon." A sinister smile crossed the woman's face, this being truly was full of surprises. The demoness clenched her fists, drawing forth more of her ki as her power levels surged. It could be felt in the air, like a wave of heat and pressure radiating from her. "I have but one question left. Tell me, Bio-Android. Does the blood of the Demon King Dabura truly flow in your veins? That would make you his rightful heir, were that his throne not lost centuries ago. I wish to see if there is truly demonic power within you." The woman's voice took a marked change in tone, losing all of its veiled innocent and sweetness. Instead her words dripped like venom, carrying a haughty kind of arrogance that was unmatched. Amatricina tensed her muscles, and her body erupted in flame as her form was enveloped in hellfire. It roared for a brief moment, fueled by magic and malice before flickering out. What stood before the Bio-Android as the cinders wafted away was no mortal woman. Simple plainclothes replaced by scandalous amounts of armor, crimson metal bedecked in golden trimmings, inset with rubies that danced with the fires contained within. Her midriff was bare, as were her upper arms, porcelain skin flawless in complexion, a supernatural beauty no mortal could hope to achieve. A great cloak hung down her back, touching at the ground as it shifted in the breeze, clasped to armored pauldrons that hung from her slender shoulders. Most notably though, a great crown of four black horns protruded from the demon's head, sprouting somewhere beneath her long flowing mane of ruby locks. The demon's body was adorned in copious amounts of jewelry. Golden bracelets wrapped round her arms and horns, necklaces and chokers hung from her neck, and rings and gemstones were affixed to the gold bands worn about her horns. Amatricina's soft blue eyes had faded, replaced by a brilliant crimson that burned bright with arcane fire. "Stand before me and tremble, Insect." Amatricina commanded, powering herself up as her burning red aura of demonic ki surged around her. She held no desire to hide away any aspect of her true form from this point forward. As her power level rose and her aura surged, rocks and debris levitated off the ground as they were held aloft by her power. Windows shattered up and down the city streets sending glass shards scattering down around them. Even the paint on the nearby buildings began to pelt or peel from the heat. The demoness looked up as her ascension was finished, her boundless pride painting a wide smile on her face. "You asked for my story, I shall grant it to you, in case it ends up being the last thing you are privileged enough to hear." The demoness flashed a wicked grin, fanged canines adorning her gleaming smile. "I am Amatricina, Firstborn daughter of the late Lord Tartaros, ruler of the Fire Demon clan. I was born upon a burning world of ash and fire, where the air is filled with cinder and the ground pours magma forth like blood from a wound. I have lived for centuries, fought in battles beyond counting, and slain untold numbers of my kind. Now show me if there is truly demonic power in you, or I will cleave your head from your spine." The fire demon let out a haughty laugh, holding an armored hand to her mouth. As she finished Amatricina folded her arms beneath her ample bust, her burning gaze locked on the artificial creature before her, ever eager to see how it would react.
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Post by Hondrias on Oct 11, 2018 21:36:38 GMT -5
Hondrias rolled his eyes, letting a small laugh escape from his lips as Amatricina retorted about his own playful nature. He sincerely couldn't help himself. It was in his natural behavior to toy with peoples minds and pick at their brains, so he sincerely didn't mind being called out for it for once. Hondrias faked a hurt look, placing a hand on his chest as he said in a mock outraged tone, "You can't trust me you say-?.. Fair enough, we have only just met anyways, it's good to harbor a bit of suspicion. But I assure you, there's no reason not to trust a man like I. I'm much more sweet than I let on." What an outrageous lie. He was more cruel than he was letting on more than anything. Although this calculative mistress of a woman probably had already guessed that much from his earlier displays of harshness upon the innocent. He studied her as she did the same, the twos situation only becoming more and more interesting as it went on. This wasn't someone so easily shaken.
He jumped slightly when she had let off some steam- as she hurled the car she was positioned on into a nearby building, both car and structure erupting in a sudden bright burning ball of red orange flame. It seemed as though there was more to this woman than speed and intellect. It appeared as though she held a sizable power level under her name as well. Hondrias returned his attention back toward her as she began speaking again, her inspection of her nails slightly lightening the atmosphere for himself at least.
"Yes indeed, I am an amalgamation of the universes greatest fighters and species- all wrapped together by science. If magic was added into the mix though, that would have excelled my evolution into even greater heights..." Hondrias muttered as he tapped his chin thoughtfully. "It seems I have something to look into later." As she began to poke and probe into his past, he sighed slightly. It was the same thing over and over, the person always had to bring up his, well, upbringing. He crossed his arms once more, saying in a bit of a dull tone, "One scientist bit the dust long ago, the others ending is unsure. I am over one hundred years old though, so I do wonder if he even is still living. If he is, I'll be sure to ask him to continue progress on me quite soon. Why would I have any reason to damage the very two people that can accelerate my own growth? That seems a bit counterproductive from my point of view. Yes, perhaps their lives were filled with strife and pain, but it all lead to the most likable outcome- the creation and birth of I, their most esteemed achievement."
His eyebrows raised slightly in confusion when Amatricina had mentioned souls, and he simply replied in a more dead pan tone than before, "In all technicality, yes, I most likely do not have a soul- But I am still partly organic, so there has to be something that you're just not seeing. Maybe try a bit harder then..? You seem quite knowledgable about this subject, but I'm surprised at your ineptness at attempting to look into myself for my soul. All you'll find I think.." His mouth contorted into a sinister grin as he finished off his sentence with an ominous statement, "Are the souls of whom were unfortunate enough to have crossed my path." Soon enough though, he returned to his more casual and carefree stature, shrugging as she called him nothing more than a weapon for people to use. He merely shot back with a snarky remark, saying, "And yet this tool seems to harbor more personality than you do woman- so really I'm much more accomplished at the moment."
Hondrias slowly took a step backward as he sensed her power begin to grow, the ground shaking and heat radiating off of her as if she was a literal mini sun. He resisted the urge to squeal- such latent power, it was so magnificent to see! Some variety from the endless arrays of sheep he had been absorbing. It seemed his little hunch was right all along. There was much more to her than meets the eye. Much more, Hondrias thought as she began to question him about Dabura- and laughed a bit when she mentioned he'd be his rightful heir. "I don't think that's how it works, but glad to see I can flaunt my royal status to the peasants now if I do decide to visit Hell," Hondrias said as he quickly brought his arms up in an x formation in order to defend himself from the sudden explosion of damned Hellfire. He whiffed away the cinders with a simple Kiai from his glare, and what he saw when the dust cleared truly shocked him. Hondrias clapped in a dramatic fashion.
So she was a demon after all! Oh how he wished he had guessed that sooner. Hondrias stared straight back into Amatricinas burning glare- a soft coolness from his own eyes countering her fiery heat. His confidence seemingly calming her raging flame and protecting himself. He looked her up and down, quite the change in wardrobe, truly that of a higher ranking demon. The people around them now scurried to escape, now holding in their minds the fact that two monstrous beings were present in their normally peaceful village. After checking out her new look, he returned his gaze back up at her face as he said in an impressed tone, "Now that's not something you see everyday. Impressive show, Amatricina. It seems as though my little thought had come to fruition. You are a demoness after all. Although, I would've found out sooner or later. It was really only a matter of time."
Once Amatricina had commanded him to cower before her though, his confident atmosphere was washed away- only to be replaced with that of his own cold fury. He stared down at her, rising to his full height as he spoke in a very defiant tone, "I'm sorry, but HONDRIAS bows to no one. Not even those with demonic Ki, and such a luscious figure such as yours." As she expelled her radiant amount of demon Ki though, Hondrias did admit to himself that he was quite happy with the result of him pushing her. He refolded his arms, waiting for her theatric area damage to finish before he actually took her seriously once more. Geez, and he thought he was a show off. Hondrias remained unbent before her threats, simply flashing his own classic smile as she did her own. His head tilted in curiosity as she spoke of her origin and parent name, and was about to spout from his lips another question before Amatricina had threatened him with an ultimatum. Prove his demonic heritage, or die trying. Hondrias laughed out loud, his voice booming throughout the landscape as he shifted into a power up position.
"Fine. It's always the glamorous looking ones that have the highest demands, is it not? I'll show you just how demon I really am.
Wasting no extra time on chit chat, Hondrias let out a deafening yell as the Earth around them shook in anticipation of his great power. An emerald green aura began to flourish around and above him in a column like a wild forming hurricane, only to be suddenly switched to a deep blood red. As it cut into the sky like a blood red sword attempting to stab right into the heart of the heavens above, deformed human faces began to appear within the deepest parts of his aura, resembling those of whom he had absorbed with no second thought- their screams and twisted cries of agony combining with the fury filled howls of his own aura and the deep thundering shout that was his own voice. The aura grew to engulf nearly the entire background behind him, it being nothing but faces of pure terror and agony and screams of fear, pain, misery and resentment. It really did resemble what humans really believed was the embodiment of true and utter Hell. Burning heat radiated off Hondrias akin to a raging solar flare from the sun, and his eyes shone with an even greater shade of red than before. After a couple minutes of show boating, Hondrias finally ended it all with one more momentous yell- all of it cutting off immediately with one more intense blowing of wind that nearly ripped the remaining buildings rooftops off their hinges.
He stood there amidst the chaos, debris settling behind him as Hondrias stood there with a smug smirk on his face. A sickening red aura just emitting impurity flowing all around himself.
"Perhaps I should try embracing my demon side more often," Hondrias said as he looked at his body, all of it glinting with a slight hue of blood red. The souls of those of whom he had consumed were a nice touch- it intimidated enemies and helped to fuel nightmares to other humans who had managed to get away from him. It even disturbed himself sometimes, but he got used to it after a while. Hondrias stood there with his arms crossed, waiting for Amatricinas final judgement.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 11, 2018 22:43:54 GMT -5
Amatricina watched the monster's display, summoning whatever wellspring of demonic energy he held within his artificial being. Brilliant red ki flared from the insectoid's body, it gave the demoness slight pause. She had been young then, and it had been so many centuries ago. But he was right, the energy radiating from this Bio-Android did feel like Dabura's, if only faintly. It was far from pure, mixed with a dozen other sources. At least some Saiyan was in the creature too, that much she'd already sensed before. Truly it was as it claimed to be, an artificial construct, the consummating essence of the many beings into one whole. This fact was, impressive to behold to say the least. In all her centuries the demoness had never witnessed a being such as this. What the mortals lacked in magics, they clearly excelled at in sciences. What other horrors had their experimenting wrought? As Hondrias' aura flared and the reflections of those he'd slain projected forth, Amatricina came to a startling revelation. This creature did not have a soul, not in the truest sense anyways. It was made, not born, the spark of life within it an artificial creation as the rest of its being. But, with each victim is consumed, it stole a touch of their essence, their very ki became his. This culminated in what was an unnatural concentration, one that she had not seen for what it was until now. The android's very core being was a chimera, just like its physical body was. What limits was there to this assimilation? What unique weaknesses did it have? Could a strong victim overpower its psyche or fracture its union? So many questions, so little answers. The demon's eyes remained locked on the display with curious fixation. All around them the damage to the surrounding buildings became more evident, she could feel some of the mortal flames snuffing out with each passing moment. No doubt expiring from the heart or being crushed by their damaged structures. It did not matter, they were mere vermin anyways. When the android finished his display, standing there so proudly with arms crossed, Amatricina merely stood opposite him clapping her hands slowly in her sophisticated manner. "Impressive. Most impressive." She said, metal clattering as armored gauntlets clapped against each other. "Quite the display, for an amateur. There truly is a touch of the Demon King in you, however faint. You should be proud of your prodigal father, he was the strongest of our kind... five hundred years ago." Amatricina flared her aura, enough to remind her companion she had reserves of strength yet untapped beyond his. "But a lot has changed since then, and your demonic blood is watered down by the other mongrel races that make up your form." The demoness began to step closer to the android, walking in slow sashaying steps that flaunted her wide hips and ample rear. Her wicked grin having not left her expression in minutes. "A few corrections though. You hold no royal status, even if you do have the blood of our fallen king. Titles mean nothing if you lack the power to claim them. Dabura's throne is gone, his lineage is lost or dead, save for you Hondrias. And no demon would serve an abomination such as yourself, pardon the expression." Amatricina let out a chortle, throwing back her head as the bells and chimes that hung from her horns jingled and danced to her laughter. "Secondly, our home realm is far worse than Hell. Hell is merely a nursery where the Kai's keep the souls of the damned and the wicked. The Demon Realm is a prison where they locked up the monsters they could not slay all those years ago." Her words were etched in malice, she detested the shinjin and all that they stood for. It was by their hand her kind had suffered countless eons of entrapment at the bottom of the universe. Amatricina spit upon saying the word Kai, her spittle sizzling the ground like molten lead until it cooled. By now the demoness stood mere feet from the android, he was quite a bit taller than her, even if one factored the added "height" of her horns. Nonetheless, Amatricina looked the creature in his cold eyes, locking his gaze with her own. "You are no demon, but you are no mortal either. You my friend, are something unique. Something I've never encountered in my long life. An artificial being, with a conglomerate soul, and a touch of demonic essence. Let me be the first to say I'm impressed." The fire demon lifted a hand to rest beneath her slender chin. She studied the being intently as she did, inspecting his muscular form before she opened her mouth to speak. "Tell me, Hondrias. Normally I can simply sense the desire of others, their emotions hang off them like a stench I can smell. But with you it is all the same scent, cold and hallow, as artificial as you are. I suspect your brain is a computer, one advanced enough to create rational thought." The demon leaned in close, hovering slightly to meet her companion at true ever level. She ran a hand gently along the creature's immaculate right cheek as she spoke. "Tell me what dark desires lurk deep in your mechanical heart. What sins does a machine possess?"
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Post by Hondrias on Oct 12, 2018 22:13:12 GMT -5
Hondrias let a small slimmer of a smile escape onto his lips as Amatricina voiced her satisfaction. It seemed as though he had passed his little test with flying colors- ensuring he kept the demoness entertained and intrigued and saving his own life in the process. He most likely would’ve been subjugated to a humiliating death, with what remained of him being used in a demonic ritual of some sorts upon failure. Hondrias shook these thoughts away, simply shrugging in reply and giving way to a gentle bow as he said in his delectably confident tone, “I simply exist to impress. Nothing new really, success is guaranteed when faced with a being such as I, and besides- error or failure is not an option when dealing with requests from an intriguing seductress of a being such as yourself.” With this test though brought new questions to his mind as he began to muse over the different outcomes their little conversation could have. Perhaps Amatricina was interested in unifying the two under similar goals, upon seeing Hondrias being trustable, competent both physically and mentally, and having his heritage be part demon race. The Bio-Android was quite open to the idea- it would most definitely lead to many more interesting situations in the future, and he’d have someone to stimulate him- both in mental and physical terms. “Now that I linger in it more, it seems like the most sensible decision to make after a confrontation such as this..”Hondrias muttered as he returned his attention back toward Amatricina and her little evaluation of his display of raw strength and power.
Although he was albeit a bit miffed when she made the statement of his greenness to demonic Ki, he had to admit she had a strong backing to it. He may have access to one of the most powerful beings in demon history’s genes, but by all means it did not mean he could control it as if it were a second nature action. Hondrias let that one remark pass on, and listened intently on what information Amatricina was spilling. He scoffed slightly at her remark and note of the many other species DNA overwhelming the demon genes inside of his genetic make up, and Hondrias replied in a matter-of-fact tone, saying, “You know- one, I do believe the combination of demonic cells and the rest of my arsenal of cells do harbor an impressive combat potential in terms of mixing each races special abilities and strengths together, so I see it of more of an advantage than an impurity as you are perceiving it. Secondly, I wouldn’t be talking so lowly of other races when the dominant race back in the past and presently seem to be the savage Saiyan mongrels. You know, the ones who so pummeled your Demon King way back when?” The super computer back at Hondrias’ home lab may not have known much, but it did give him access to some impressive history records.
As the curvalicious and seductive looking demoness made her way toward the great green bug man, he couldn’t help but take note of her delectable body structure. The way her hips swayed with every gentle movement and her sizable looking chest. As a demon of the female kind, Hondrias should have expected a more seducting stature in order to lure in male humans and such into their charm. But nonetheless, he was able to resist such influence as one, he was no mere mortal, and two- he simply held a large amount of endurance and resistance to such outer forces. For now at least. Lord only knew what kind of tricks she had up her sleeves.
The Bio Android let out a deep, audible laugh, not too shocked at the many revelations Amatricina had spoken from her tongue. Of course his royal blood was invalid- it had been years after Daburas power or lineage were even close to relevant, so he wasn’t too surprised there. Whose bloodline could expect to survive after the blunders they had suffered under the Majin race rendering their very ruler obsolete? Upon the mention of him being so utterly an abomination that no mere demon would come close to kneeling under his rule, his laughter only grew- for who could resist his charm and his dashingly good looks? Sincerely though, he soon replied in an unconvinced tone, after wiping the tears away from his violent shaking of laughter of course, saying, “An abomination? Me? You must be joking-I’m the best looking mortal you’ll ever hope to find on this godforsaken planet anyways. And besides, I doubt many demons have the looks, tactical mindset, ambitious means, or power you and I possess in order to claim such a title of power. Although I shall admit- I doubt any come close to a diamond in the rough such as you.”
After mentioning the Kais, Hondrias muttered some small condolences to the female. He wasn’t too fond of the gods either- to him they seemed irrelevant, their title and goals meaning and all accumulating to the amount of nothing in the long run. They had lost whatever little spine or backbone they had long ago, and all they truly do is lock away those of whom they believe to be wicked or bent in their ways. Hondrias wasn’t surprised she held a strong distaste for them, especially after her bringing up of the demon realm- a place of which the bug man wasn’t all too familiar with. With what little information he had gained, he perceived it to be a dimension in which all demons are sealed and kept from brewing trouble. A place in which Hondrias would soon be dying to visit after much more needed deliberation. But he would hold off for now, instead speaking in a hopeful tone, he replied, “Perhaps we’ll pay both the Kais and this Demon Realm of yours a visit one day. It sounds as though it will be quite the spectacle to behold.”
Soon enough, after Amatricina had come close enough, the twos eyes began to sink deeply into each others, Hondrias hiding a bit of a grin from the flirtatious atmosphere the action held. While she was going over the uniqueness of his situation, the Bio Android simply sat there and listened- savoring the small moment in which the demoness treated him as a bit of an equal. Someone of whom could contend with her in the ring so to speak. His ego only grew with her admittance of impressiveness, and he craned his neck back to a neutral state as she floated upward so that the two were facing eachother equally. A small devilish smirk creeping onto his face as she drifted her warm touch across his cheek, her question falling onto attentive ears. As a reply, Hondrias lightly tapped her left cheek, saying in a deeper and more quiet yet spine tingling voice than normal, since she only a couple inches away from him, “I am no mere machine, nor any normal mortal. I am something more, my mind being that of a complete enigma. My heart? Simply thirsts for power and completion, with it being tainted by sins of which would dwarf even the cruelest of monsters despicable deeds. I am more than just metal and meat sewn together through magic, I am a harbinger of doom- an honest to Kami technological marvel and undefeatable horror. The sins I’ve carved into my heart will never be unveiled, nor revoked. But enough of me..”
With a strange motion he gently carressed the side of Amatricinas neck, asking in his own questioning tone, “What would a true, pure demon have to confess? What sins have they left and burned into this unholy world?”
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2018 23:28:11 GMT -5
Amatricina listened eagerly to the living machine's words, she did so love picking at his brain. He was far more interesting than the feeble minded mortals, with their weak wills and their fears. Insect or not, this creature was as he said, he was indeed no mere mortal. Truly, those scientists had created a living marvel. A part of the demon wished she could thank them in person, if she could have twisted them to her will she would love to see an army of these creatures bred as cannon fodder for the front lines of her legions. Well, they would need markedly less intelligence, if it was possible to remove that from the equation. Hondrias' other statements were more curious, and the demon's eyes narrowed as she listened to his words. She did not speak up in response, musing over what he had said. The mongrel Saiyans, the dominant race? And they had bested the Demon King Dabura? She didn't believe it, there was more to this story, there had to be. Dabura had been the mightiest of their kind in his day, what kind of power could these Saiyans achieve to stand against him? The questions raged in her mind. Was it tied to those orange gemstones perhaps? Or had the wizard, Babidi done something to sap Dabura of his strength? Or was this Hondrias simply lying, what source did he have to refute his claims? She could not take his statements as fact, extraordinary claims required equally extraordinary evidence. The demoness pushed aside the monster's hand as it caressed along her neck. Her eyes grew hard and cold, and she exhaled sharply, two small jets of flame exiting her nostrils. "Lay a hand on me like that again, and I will tear it off." The demoness threatened, lowering herself back to the ground. In truth the gesture had sent a shiver down her spine, and she hated herself for it. "You overstep your boundaries, but you are not entirely wrong. Perhaps you aren't an abomination, you are still an amalgamation. And I am not too proud to admit, you are a great deal more impressive than these mortal vermin." A flicker of movement caught the demoness' eye, at the edge of her peripheral vision. The shadows moving along the walls of a building against the morning sun had given them away. Her head snapped to the side, and Amatricina spied several mortals attempting to sneak away, creeping around the edge of the building. Her burning gaze locked on one mortal, a man. There were four in total, man, woman, and two small children. A family, attempting to flee, how quaint. "One moment." Amatricina stated calmly to the android as she turned to face the mortals. The man frozen, perhaps sensing the eyes on the back of his skull. He turned slowly, a look of pure horror on his face. Amatricina could smell the fear on him, no, the terror. It hung off them like a thick stench, a sweet odor to the senses for her. The children could see their father's fear, and began to cry loudly. The demoness squinted, annoyed by the sound. Her eyes narrowed she focused two lances of ki at each pupil. Without so much as moving a muscle the beams fire outwards, piercing the man through in an instant. He had just long enough to taste the pain, the realization of what happened fully realized in his mind before the ki detonated. The family, the building they stood next to, and a city block were consumed in the explosion of infernal energy. Only devastation was left in the blast's wake, structures reduced to an ashen crater and the mortals cleansed from existence. Amatricina smirked, turning back to face Hondrias as if nothing had happened. "These vermin are so quick to scurry away while their betters are talking." The demoness threw up her arms, letting out a haughty laugh as she addressed the hiding masses. "Listen well to our words mortals, for they will be the last pleasant sounds that grace your ears!"Amatricina lowered her arms, continuing on as if nothing had happened. "Hondrias, the combination of essence within you makes you unique. It does not make you superior, at least not to a demon such as I. Your pride gives way too arrogance, to think you stand as an equal to a Demon Lord." Her words held a deathly seriousness to them, and the demoness folded her arms as she explained. "I am not so proud as to pretend I am the strongest of my kind. I have no doubt there are those presently who are stronger, but I know I am among the upper echelons of my kind. So I must play the game that all warlords do, finding the balance between conquest and preservation." A lustful smirk did cross the demon's lips, and she blew the creature before her a kiss. "Diamond in the rough hmm? I prefer rubies myself, more my style." She said soothingly, fangs bared through her smile. The hand she blew her kiss with tapped the large ruby that was the focal point of the thick golden necklace that hung just above her bust. The demoness turned, folding her arms behind her head as she slowly sashayed around the android as she spoke. Her handles idly playing with the gems and jewels that adorned her imposing black horns. "And another thing, what is this "we" you are so quick to speak off?" The woman gave a slight chuckle at how quick to the creature had been to use the term. "I am a realist, Hondrias. I am in no position, or desire to see the Kais. One could appear before us right now and I'd be powerless if they deemed the need to smite us. But Kais are complacent, and ignorant. They do not monitor the seal between realms as they did in days long since passed, there is simply so much universe to watch, and so few eyes to watch it. I am content to lurk in the shadows until my flames are ready to burn brightest. If you're as smart as you claim to be, you would do the same. The Kais are not an enemy to make lightly." She turned on her armored heels, swiftly turning back to face Hondrias as one hand pulled itself free from inspecting her horns. She pointed an accusing finger at the insectoid creature, her other hand coming to rest on one hip. "And as for the Demon Realm, you are far from ready to travel there. You didn't even know of my realm's existence until a minute ago when I told you. You have no concept of its immaterial horrors, it is a place that shatters the mind of the weak willed and the frail, and even a powerful outsider will first need considerable training to withstand the mental strain it places upon them." The demoness' tone was as if a mother was lecturing her child on why he shouldn't touch the stove while it's still hot. Plenty of power hungry and foolish mortal sorcerers and cultists had learned that lesson the hard way, and paid dearly for it. The demoness withdrew her accusing finger, inspecting the golden talons of her immaculate gilded gauntlet. "But... I do admire your gusto. It's one of your many charming features." Her eyes wandered across the android's face, and a soft smile crept across her own as she spoke. "And I like your goals. Power should be the desire of every being, great or small. It is what separates prey from predator, conquered from conqueror. If there is truly such darkness in your heart, such capacity for sin, then I wish to see it in time. And do tell me, whatever do you mean by completion?" That word puzzled her the most? Was this being not finished yet, like a machine not yet fully assembled? Could it be upgraded, modified further? She left all possibilities on the table, as surely Hondrias meant more than simply training to grow stronger. Any being could train, it was as simple as any act. She was eager to hear his answer. "Hmph." Amatricina said as she tapped at her delicate chin. "I haven't heard quite enough of you yet, Hondrias. I should like to hear a good deal more before I tell you more about myself. And I dare say, I think these human vermin will appreciate my dragging out our little conversation. After all, it is the last chance they'll have to draw breath."
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Post by Hondrias on Oct 13, 2018 1:36:52 GMT -5
Hondrias, as he went over his statements and small quips, took silent but carefully calculated notes on Amatricinas small mannerisms and slight quirks within her mostly poker faced expression. All beings had small ticks that gave way to what their emotions and kind were storming up, and Amatricina- although a very intelligent being, was no stranger to such things. Hondrias’ perception was highly utilized, as his mental strength in contrary to what the demoness may believe was extraordinarily strong, and his wisdom and tactics were nigh inconceivable when he did inevitably decide to focus. He had done this only to ensure he doesn’t pull the wrong strings later on and lose a valuable companion. Amatricina was a very unique being, and an even greater ally- to lose one like her due to a simple slip of the tongue seemed idiotic in nature, and thus Hondrias wanted to take every precaution available in order to prevent such small thorns from forming in his side. Each small action and reaction was recorded and studied in his intricate mind, gears whirring and running to memorize every single detail in order to help better himself in conversation for later. A curious noting was of when she had chosen to stay evermore silent when he had addressed Daburas downfall to the Saiyan race. It was interesting- Hondrias was completely sure that she’d have his tongue for such an outrageous claim, for he’d need solid proof for something of such importance to pan out. Fortunately or unfortunately, Amatricina remained unbent nor irritated, which led to the Bio-Android to the conclusion of not bringing that up again unless he had hard solid fact or really just wanted to screw with her. Although, it did bring a multitude of wonders to the table- how much of her own races history did dear Amatricina know? Was it twisted due to opinions, folklore, and facts being muddled together over such a long period of time? Or were the people whom she had spoken to for answers biased and give her inaccurate information? Discussion best saved for later.
His delicious grin only widened as Amatricina objected to his caring touch- he knew she felt opposite to what she actually said. Who wouldn’t? Hondrias did have some devilishly good looks after all, it was necessary to lure in trust and a false sense of security to those unaware of his dark intentions. Perhaps even more so for future ventures, for when he’d need to be a leader for the armies he would one day lead once he became the ruler of everything. Ambitious, but not entirely improbable, so long as the Bio Android played his cards correctly and made each calculated move with perfect precision. For now he’d have to bolster his forces, and perhaps Amatricina would be the first of many he would meet and befriend along his path to pure perfection. Time would tell. Presently, he’d have to deal with Amatricinas continued objections to his touch- overstepping boundaries? To be fair, she had been the one who had initiated contact first, not himself. He was simply handing her a favor back after all.
The Bio Androids eyebrows raised and his eyes rolled for what felt like the fifth time that day as Amatricina admitted that he may not exactly be an entire abomination- though an amalgamation was still an accurate way of viewing himself. Hondrias simply shrugged, replying in a nonchalant tone, “This face and particular physique doesn’t look that of one to an abominations nor a simple amalgamation of random species thrown together at all- though I do love that you are finally catching on, even if it is in baby steps. You’ve gotta start somewhere-!” His inflated ego continued to grow at Amatricinas compliments, though he kept it level in order to keep himself from becoming foolish- something his predecessor struggled with horrible, and what caused his eventual downfall. Hondrias wouldn’t let something as foolish as pride cloud his very extravagant goals and ruin all the progress he had already made. He would not be the second mistake. Hondrias was about to spout off on a clever quip of his when their discussion was rudely interrupted by a group of survivors attempting to scurry away under the watchful eyes of their rightful rulers. The Bio Android laughed, their fear was what made him drunk on laughter a lot of the time. It was simply incredible how they honestly always think they had a chance of living even with the monstrosity of science himself almost upon them. An almost admirable trait- but with the way humans used it it looked utterly useless to have. As he raised a single finger to execute the pigs like the proper butcher he was, Amatricina took it upon herself to end the needless squabble and commotion of the annoyance that was humanity. He simply sat back and enjoyed the slaughter- whistling his approval as a sudden explosion sounded off with an incredibly loud bang. He could feel the heat emitting from the boom, and he waved a hello to those of the few pests that chose to heed Amatricinas warning, a strangely comforting smile on his face. “If you do manage to get away, I’ll drink you anyways,” Hondrias simply called out as he returned his attention back to Amatricina, the same smile plastered onto his features.
Hondrias crossed his arms, majority of her words going in one ear and out the other. He had heard the whole arrogance mantra over and over again- and was surprised when she hadn’t realized it was a simple facade created for social interaction. In combat, he was a very different bug man. Down to Earth, clean, quick, and straight to the point. Elimate the target with time to spare. But in casual settings, yes, he loved to gush over himself. Perhaps a bit too much if she had to call him out about it. “Demon Lord-? Rankings, huh? It seems your society is much more well built than I had originally conceived,” Hondrias said as she continued onward. As she blew him a singular kiss, all Hondrias gave her as a reply was a simple yet powerful, mischievous licking of the lips- his eyes suddenly reflecting a more lustfilled light before returning to his cool and collected stare. Two can play at this teasing game. “You are right- Rubies pair better with Emeralds anyways,” The Bio Android replied with a flirtatious wink.
Amatricina began to make her laps around him, and he slowly closed his eyes to fully absorb and concentrate what she was informing him of. Of course he knew the Kais’ power- they’d crush him in an instant at this present point of time. He was only implying that one day the two would engage them in combat, ending their useless reign and bringing forth the dawn of a new age of chaos. The same with the Demon Realm- although, apart from power level ability, Hondrias felt quite confeimt that he could easily face the horrors that awaited him in such a place. Perhaps that was the Saiyan side of him speaking, since the rest of himself knew it would be a smarter decision to return to that topic at a later date. When he was better prepared and had a sizable battle squadron.
His eyes fluttered open as she reappeared in front of him, and his smile only grew once he learned their goals truly did intertwine with each others. This meant recruitment would be an easier task than first imagined. Hondrias merely waved off the completion question with an unconcerned chuckle, replying in a redirecting kind of tone, “My completion is of no worries to you thus far, though I will say this- if I do continue absorbing people and battling at a constant rate, I shall achieve incredible levels of power in a strangely short amount of time. And-“
Hondrias snapped right to her right side in the blink of an eye, bending slightly so that his face was level with hers. A troublemaking grin was painted onto his face, gently caressing the horns and the back of her head as he finished off in a quiet and deeper toned voice, “You’ll come to learn within time that there is much more than just my basic charm to be enchanted with.”
The humans and masses could wait- Hondrias was enjoying himself too much for this to end.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 13, 2018 3:40:24 GMT -5
The android's idle comment irritated the demoness to no end. His constant arrogance did not properly convey the gravitas befitting of her intense demonic pride. An annoyed look grew on the demon's face until she finally opened her mouth to properly educated him. "Yes, Hondrias. Demon Lord. That is what I am, that is what my father Tartaros was, that was what my forefathers have been back all the way until the first of our kind. My bloodline is ancient as it is pure. It is written that our great progenitor was a being who had mastered both the flame and dark sorceries, and by his fel hand he shaped our race in his own image. We believe him to be one of the original prisoners trapped in the abyss by the Kais, the abyss that would be reforged into the Demon Realm." Her tone came from a place of pride, there were few things more important to the demoness than her ancient heritage. Pride was after all, the first sin. "Ours is a caste based society. It is a tradition almost as ancient as we are. The strong rule, the weak serve, it is that simple. The highest ranking demon is our Demon King, or Queen. They are only worthy of that title after they have united all other clans under their banner, by bloodshed or by fealty."
A nostalgic look crossed the demoness' ruby eyes, and her gaze drifted past Hondrias as she reminisced. "I remember when Dabura did so, it was many centuries ago. I was a younger demon then, barely an adolescent. We were among the last of the clans to submit to his rule. When it became quite clear even if the remaining fractious clans united under one banner, we had no champion who could best Dabura in single combat. I was there by my father's side when we laid low our banners and knelt before the Demon King. I had never felt such power before, or since." Amatricina clenched a fist, her aura briefly flaring as it surged with power. "And that includes my own, much to my chagrin." She let out a loud sigh, exhaling smoke from her mouth as she did before looking back up to the android. "Anyways, as I was saying. Below our tyrant ruler come the Demon Lords, which is what you see before you. In the absence of a unifying ruler, we are strongest living demons. We carve out clans from like-minded individuals, subjugated lesser demonic races, and our own kind. My clan, as I have stated, is the Fire Demon Clan. We are the living flame, shadow and fire made flesh and blood. And beneath us are a dozen lower tier demons of varying sizes that make up the lesser castes. They are subjugated, enslaved, or vassalized willingly because of the protection we offer them." She waved a hand around, as if to illustrate the point better. Amatricina did so enjoy talking about her kind, she could ramble on about all things demonic for hours if she had a captivated audience. "So, in summation, our society is ancient. It predates any of these mongrel mortal races I'm sure, I alone am old enough some of them were still bashing each other with spears and swords when I was born. If you look back through their histories I have no doubt you'll find cults and religions based on demon worship. They do so love to try and commune with us. We give them a scrap of magic and they treat us like gods." The demoness smiled at her own words, thinking of all the foolish mortals that bargained with powers beyond their grasps. She also waved off the fact about her age as if it were trivial detail. She knew Hondrias was over a hundred years old, he had said so rather proudly, as he said most things. He also stated it like it was an impressive fact, which she could assure him, it was not. "Now... enough history lessons for one day." She added nonchalantly, having rambling on long enough about her kind. There were much more important matters to discuss at present. Despite his words otherwise, the demoness held a curious fascination with that word, competition. It was so cryptic, why did he keep brushing it off as if it were nothing? Amatricina wished to know, if only to slate her curiosity. She ignored Hondrias as his hands wandered over her horns, though the temptation to grab his arm and rip it clean from its socket was there, she restrained herself this once. A chance to discuss her demonic culture had put her in too good of a mood to let this intrusion of personal space ruin things between them. She rubbed an armored hand at her chin as she pieced through the android's statements. "So, you can absorb the living?" Amatricina asked as she mulled over the prospect. "I can absorb ki with ease, but the flesh of these mortals is no different to me than any other beast's when it comes to sustenance. They taste horrible, I warn you from past experience." The demon spoke from a place of honesty, these primates had offered their kind up as blood sacrifices before. Their flesh was salty and bitter, and it dried out too quickly when cooked. Some of the animals they sacrificed were delicious though, she needed to remind herself to seek them out. Amatricina turned and dashed off towards a nearby building, with a swift kick she knocked out one of the lower walls, revealing a terrified woman hunkering under a table. The woman opened her mouth to scream, but before the words could leave her throat the demoness grabbed her by the neck, her hand wrapped ever so tightly around the mortal's windpipe. The woman coughed and gasped for breath, desperately clawing at the gauntlet locked round her throat. "Ssshhh." Amatricina said with a smile, placing a finger to her lips as she silenced the woman. She gingerly released her grip, and much to her dismay the woman began screaming anew. This annoyed the demoness greatly, and she broke the woman's neck with a mere flick of the wrist. She cast the body aside like a discarded rag, irritated she need waste more time finding another suitable victim. The demoness chose a man this time, he sat huddled in the fetal position whimpering to himself. She leaned down, hands on her knees as she looked upon him. "Are you going to be a good boy and stay quiet?" She asked sweetly, being innocent and courteous only because it amused her so. The man nodded slowly in compliance, and the demoness grabbed him too by the neck. "Good." Amatricina said simply, her voice instantly returning to its usual haughty tone. She flew back the short distance to the android, the man flailing like a ragdoll in her grip as she did. She had little concern for his well being, and held his neck with just enough force he would not asphyxiate. Once more the demon leveled her gaze on the being before her, hovering slightly in the air so they stood at eye level. "This absorption technique you mentioned. I wish to see it, and I have brought you what I presume is a suitable victim?" Her tone calculated and authoritative, she was in no mood for games with this matter. "I will make two assumptions, the first is that you are relatively vulnerable when absorbing a victim, and the second, that you cannot absorb any being more powerful than yourself." She grinned, feeling the man struggle against her grip in response to what she'd said. "If you could do the latter, you would have tried it on me the moment you had the chance. That would have gone rather painfully for you. So anyways, go on... drink up." The demon extended her arm out, as if to offer the man up to the insectoid creature before her. An eager express was painted across the demon's face, a kind of childlike excitement at a simple magic trick. She wanted to see just what this Bio-Android was capable of.
Word Count: 1,373 Total Word Count: 7,076 Hondrias
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