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Post by Battery Boy on Jan 3, 2019 15:42:05 GMT -5
The bright star that the Earthlings referred to as the Sun would shine brightly upon land. They day was warm, but it had some decent winds to keep it just cool enough for the average person to find it enjoyable. Well, that is unless they weren't currently staying in the plush, air-conditioned homes of the city. Ramon didn't care too much for these people, but he still did share some of their genes. He couldn't completely ignore that fact, so he had taken to trying to relish it. But when he looked at humans, he still couldn't find much that he held in common with the lot. They didn't have the same drive to become stronger as himself, but that was likely the Saiyan in him talking. That was probably why he didn't take the laws of Earth's governments too seriously. It was unlikely that any of them were capable of even handling him. The power levels of most humans were fractions upon fractions of his own. So why would he worry? But his connections to humans did not matter, for he had far more pressing matters to take care of. Recently, he had been searching for ways to become far stronger that he currently was. In attempts to do so, he had massacred a lot of cultist. He had originally arrived at their doorstep to find a way to reach a higher level of power, but they had refused to disclose any information. So in response, he slaughtered all but one of them. He forced that singular one to give him the information he so rightfully desired. Once he heard everything he needed, he murdered that cultist too. The thought of that event didn't weigh on Ramon's mind as he walked the streets of the city with his suppressed power level. Despite his brutality, he felt justified. From the information he had collected regarding the location of the cult, he found that they had been using mortal sacrifices. So just like he treated most insects, Ramon disposed of them. But with the information he obtained from that singular cultist, Ramon had heard of a way to summon a demon. A demon with immeasurable power. So that's what was his purpose to be in the big city. To obtain the ingredients he needed for the summoning. As Ramon finally reached his destination, he would look up at the sign that held the shop's name. "Buy'n Big." Ramon would say to himself. It seemed like an odd choice of branding, but it mattered not. Ramon would enter the building, immediately searching for loads upon loads of ingredients and equipment. He spent a solid thirty minutes searching and obtaining the items he desired. In his hands, Ramon carried well over ten beg of items after finding everything he wanted. From there, it was simple to escape the supermarket without any form of awareness of the situation. Well, not much anyway. Ramon would enter the Men's restrooms. He had sensed inside to make sure no one was present, and he had sensed not a single presence. The specific reason Ramon had chosen this store above all other was because of it's proximity to the cult's gathering place and it's lack of security. While it was true that this was the closest supermarket to the cult's hideout, it was still a solid couple miles away. Ramon would move all his bags to his left arm as he reached his right arm out towards the wall of the bathroom. A small orb of Ki would fire from his hand, creating a hole that lead to the outside world. Ramon would simply walk through it and take to the skies. He'd fly off at his usual speed towards the base of the deceased cultists. After a short flight, Ramon would land at the front of the temple-like building. The entrance was a massive gate that was carved into the side of the mountain. As Ramon pushed open the door, he would enter the well lavished base. Its floors were of wood, and the roof was held up with four major support pillars made of stone. Before he had even left to gather the items, he had cleaned the room of it's corpses and blood. At the center of the large room, there was a large square made of granite embedded within the rest of the wooden floor. This was to be the point in which Ramon would summon the demon. Now that he was alone, Ramon would stop suppressing his power level and let it return to it's normal. He had a guess that having a higher power level might be far more appealing to the demon than an average human's power level. But in an act of forgetfulness, he had glossed over the fact that there were few people on Earth that could sense energy. Ramon would set his newly obtained bags on the floor and pulled out four small, cube shaped objects. They were all black with with a red button set on top of them. He would press the buttons on all four of them and toss them out across the floor. They were all decently spread out, leaving them room for their purpose. After a couple second, the cubes would transform into far larger tables. If there was anything to appreciate about the humans, it was their developments in technology. Ramon would move to align the tables in a far more organized matter. Once that was dealt with, he'd begin setting up a series of portable cooking appliances and the likes. With the stolen ingredients and cooking equipment, Ramon would begin cooking his mother's signature dish. Ramon would be oblivious to anyone who decided to approach the area, as he was far more focused on his cooking.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 4, 2019 5:01:32 GMT -5
Deep within the black abyss that was the Demon Realm, there is no room for weakness. Amatricina the Avaricious stood proudly in her Demon God form, armored head to toe in her crimson and gold mail, a ruthless smile painted across her face. The Queen of the Demon Realm help in hand a massive two handed sword, though she swung the blade freely as if it weighed nothing at all. The grim weapon of darkness was forged with obsidian hilt, a large ruby burned with a dark flame as its pommel stone, and the blade of the great sword was composed of molten metal that glowed with a fiery demonic heat. It was the weapon of a Demon God, as much a part of Amatricina's body as her hair or her horns. Summoned forth as an extension of her being upon transforming into her ascended state, every swing of the weapon cracked the sound barrier and with the flick of a wrist Amatricina could hurl forth grim waves of energy from her blade to scythe through the air. The Demon God was locked in combat, outnumbered but hardly outmatched by her opponents. They came at three against one as their terrible power surged forth. The first was a towering Fire Demon, over twice the Queen's height and more than five fold her weight. He wore a massive set of black and red plate armor, adorned in numerous spikes and decorated with the skulls of mighty foes he'd slain. The imposing demon rushed Amatricina, twin beams of burning energy firing from his eyes onto to be swatted aside by her hand and sent angled off into the depths of space. As the foe closed the distance between his opponent, Amatricina swung out her blade in a downward arc. To her surprise her foe caught in his hands, his demonic ki surging forth as his aura flared from the sheer physical exertion needed to halt the great blade's advance. Amatricina's eyes snapped to the side, her second foe charging ruby energy at his hands before unleashing a devastating volley of ki blasts. The Demon Queen raised a hand, projecting a molten Demonic Barrier around herself to weather the incoming hail of energy blasts. Her energy shield crackled and rippled against the blasts, remaining unphased. Her foe scowled, another towering Fire Demon, albeit several feet shorter than the first and adorned in onyx and ruby jewels, rather than the macabre spikes and skulls of his ally. This warrior had a leaner build, with a tone physique rather than hulking muscles and a broad form as his larger ally possessed. A third demon joined the second's side, a Fire Demoness no less. Graceful and regal, she looked unfit for the battlefield with her beauty. The demoness stood more closely to Amatricina in height, albeit several inches shorter and with less pronounced horns. Her figure was a bit less curvaceous, though still considerably slow. Dressed in armored crimson gauntlets and heels as was Amatricina, this demoness had forgone the rest of the Demon Queen's ensemble for the black and red robes of a master sorceress. They hugged her ample figure lovingly, giving her an overall softer appearance than her allies. She proved no less deadly though, clasping her hands together as she charged her Dark Energy into a wave of shadow tendrils that lashed out towards the Demon God below. "Now!" The demoness shout to her allies, unleashing her tendrils like a sea of twisting serpents that surged forth towards the stronger fighter. In that same moment her ally, the smaller of the two male Fire Demons fired a blast of eye lasers from his own gaze, grinning ear to ear as they surged forth joining with his companion's shadow strike as the spearhead of the combined attack. With his distraction complete, the largest of the three demonic allies released his grip on the Demon Queen's blade, leaping backwards a short distance as he pooled a massive amount of energy at his mouth. In an instant the towering warrior unleashed a near point blank Chou Makouhou to add his energy attack to join with the two. Demonic ki and dark magic roaring forth from three sides at the Demon God as her eyes darted rapidly, it was too late to dodge. She had been deceived, and flared her aura with incredible strength as the trio of attacks slammed into her Demonic Barrier. This time the energy shield buckled, giving way under the combined assault. Though as it did, a great outwards explosion of energy happened. Amatricina clutched her grim blade with both hands, slamming it to cleave through the Chou Makouhou cleanly and sending a huge wave of roaring ruby energy surging back at the three foes. The sword blast arced through the air violently, the pressure wave of the blast alone shattering the ground beneath it like an earthquake. The three demons were taken completely by surprise by the speed and intensity of the counterattack. The largest one tried to simply weather the blast, raising his arms to guard himself. The second tried to avoid it with his speed, but was caught before he could escape. And the third tried to summon a Demonic Barrier of her own but was overwhelmed by the attack as it collided with her. The three were scattered like ash, flung backwards and colliding with the ground with such force their ragdolling bodies carved a trench along the rock beneath them. Amatricina smiled slightly, wiping her hand to her brow and taking to the skies as she chased after the three. She emerged before them a moment later, hovering over them with her aura flaring around her. Merely scuffed and bruised where the others now displayed significant injury. Amatricina lowered her blade, pointing it to her foes as she began to speak. "You did well... Dear Siblings." The Demon God said as a warm smile crossed her face. She lowered herself to the ground, transforming back into her normal form. The three siblings slowly rose to their feet, dusting themselves off as they drew in Dark Energy to regenerate their wounds. The largest nodded simply, brow furrowed as he began to speak. The other two listened intently, coming to join the group as they conversed. "Not as well as you though, Dear Sister." Spoke Raigu, the eldest of Amatricina's hundreds of siblings, and the second strongest after herself. Though Raigu had quickly mastered his own Darkness Demon form under his sister's training, he was still a way from unlocking his own Demon God form. The towering demon remained in his transformed sate, keenly aware even his ascended power level only nearly matched that off his elder sister's base form. "You are right as always, Amatricina. Your Demon God form is on a level an order of magnitude beyond even the power I now feel in my own Darkness Demon form." Her brother paused, flexing his hands as he looked down at them. "Such power, it is incredible. Truly, how were we so blind to our own potential for so long?" "We grew idle and complacent our long stalemate, Dear Brother." Amatricina replied simply, looking wistfully to the sky. "The Great Conflict, the endless warring of clans. We lost our way, blind to the powers the mortals now wield and our own potential squandered with unperfected usage of Dark Energy. Our gift became our crutch. Now though, I have ascended to our true heights of power. I will push myself ever further with each passing day. See what new thresholds I can reach, and what the true upper limits of my power are." The Demon Queen clenched her fist tight, it crackled with more power than she'd ever known only a few years ago. To become so powerful, in such a short time. It was an intoxicating feeling. "And when you reach these thresholds. We will be right behind you, working to catch up with our elder sister." Sofrito added, the second eldest of Amatricina's brothers. An ever eager rival in their youths, he had begrudgingly come to accept that in adulthood he would likely never catch up to his sister's progress. However, the fires still burned bright in his heart, and he was eager to at least give her a challenge. "It benefits our entire clan for us to grow stronger. All of us, as many Darkness Demons that we can ascend. If these Super Saiyans and other mortal transformations are as prevalent as you say, we will need comparable elite warriors to meet them head on in battle." Amatricina nodded silently in agreement, she could find no fault with her brother's assessment. It was the eldest of the four, Arissa, who spoke last. "Dear Sister, your command of dark magic has also grown with your power level. We could unlock greater feats of magic with these new transformations, and I will see that we will." Though a distant third to Sofrito's power level, Arissa was still easily the fourth strongest of the Fire Demon Clan. She took most heavily after their mother, the late Bonara. As such Arissa was cold, calculating, and supremely pragmatic. Her gift for sorcery and magic was second only to her eldest sister and surpassed that of her more martially inclined brothers. The potential for these new forms to fuel new and sinister forms of demonic magic brought a flicker to her eyes. "Truly my siblings. In every foreseeable way, our Dear Sister's discoveries will lead our clan to yet untold heights of power." The four siblings nodded, ready to resume their training after this light reprieve.
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Post by natsufury on Jan 6, 2019 1:53:53 GMT -5
While the demon queen and the ambitious Saiyan were pursuing their goals there existed a third party. One composed of four individuals located not that far from Ramon. Deep within a forest, all four men in less than stellar clothing had their weapons drawn with clear intent to kill. All but one of them armed with basic knives, each significantly smaller than the oversized machete that their hulking leader wielded. Each smiling as if they’d already had already won once they had the boy surrounded. A lone young Saiyan holding a backpack in his right hand and a green capsule in the other. Looking around far more confused than scared by the situation. “Are . . .are you serious? This is bull shit! It took me four weeks to find this town! Plus I won this that raffle fair and square! You want one then wait till next HUH!” Before Arashi could finish the machete user rushed in to cleave his head in one swing! That action seemed to act as a “single” of sorts because the other three joined in at the exact same time!
There was clearly no more need for words, if they wanted a fight Arashi was ready to oblige. “Master always said go for the big ones first and the others will get scared! So you’re up fatty!” Pushing off the ground with enough force to crack and dashed straight for the giant's gut! Ducking under the blade before finally pulverising the bandit’s stomach with a merciless rush of body blows! You’d think the kick would just stop at three or four punches and then back off but you’d be wrong. If you were gonna do something might as well do it so effectively it scares everyone watching. Arashi didn’t stop pushing until had eventually forced the large man into a tree! Force the bandit to let out continuous grunts of pain as after each punch until final Arashi heard the words “UNCLE! UNCLE!” Suddenly the boy’s punches stopped coming when he started to walk away from his victim crumbled to his knees while the other three “gentlemen” looked on in utter disbelief and fear.
As he left the forest Arashi flipped them the bird before telling them “Try that shit again and I’m breaking ribs next time! God damn bandits trying to fuck with my food.” He grumbled as he went on his way. He had won that capsule in a raffle in the city; inside was a very large fridge filled with an unbelievable amount of food and ingredients. All of which Arashi had every intention of trying to cook and taste for himself. Now he only needed a place to do just that, but suddenly Arashi had noticed an oddly high power level nearby. As much as he wanted to find his hotel room and go to work the boy was curious to see what this mystery warrior was up to. Within seconds he was running off towards Roman’s location and would soon witness something supernatural!
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Post by Battery Boy on Jan 7, 2019 11:33:43 GMT -5
Ramon would give a hearty smile as he looked at his dishes. The majority of them were complete, but there still remained a couple unfinished ones. After having a short think of his situation, he had a guess that even a demon couldn't consume all of this before the rest had finished cooking. So Ramon decided why not, and began placing his finished meals onto platters, in which he also stole. In a couple minutes, Ramon had set up a feast that could satisfy even a hungry army. He felt quite proud as he looked at his creations. But while this was a great achievement, none of these were part of the main course. These were more like appetizers by comparison. Ramon'd say he had about ten more minutes before his best dishes was ready. That seemed like quite the short period of time between the summoning of the demon and her consumption of his cuisine.
Ramon would search through the bags he had collected earlier, until he eventually pulled out a bucket of red paint, a large paint brush, and a total of five candles. Moving to the center of the room, he would begin painting on the granite square. After a couple minutes, he had successfully painted a pentagram. It seemed like the stereotypical was to summon a demon, but it was what the cultist had told him. He'd take the five candles and place them at the five points of the star. With an orb of Ki in hand, he would light each candle individually. Once this part of the procedure had been completed, Ramon would take the brush and paint and throw them outside. As they flew out into the open air, Ramon would launch a small Ki-blast in the direction of the flying utilities. The blast would erase them to non-existence. He figured keeping a can of paint around could result in some... unwanted results.
With the trash erased, Ramon would begin the summoning. "Warlord of the Demon Fire Clan, heed my call! I have business I wish to attend to, and I require your assistance! And to make it worth your while, I've produced quite the feast!" Ramon would wait in anticipation for any form of response from the Demon Queen. He expected quite a powerful being, but he had no way to know how powerful she truly was.
If Amatricina was to accept his call, Ramon would stand in wait as she appeared. At her appearance, Ramon would take a bow. His spiky hair would fall forward, making it quite obvious that he was a Saiyan, or at least had dominant Saiyan traits. Ramon would raise his head after an appropriate amount of time had passed. "I hope this day finds you in good health." Ramon would raise the rest of his body back up to his normal height. With his hands placed behind his back, he would continue. "Before we continue with any form of business, I believe showing you my offering is quite essential." Ramon would step out of the way, holding his right arm out to the part of the feast that was finished and ready to be eaten. "I regret to inform you that this here may not be enough." Ramon would give a bit of smirk. "But in a couple minutes, the main dishes will be ready. So while you dine on these, the best dishes will be finished." Ramon would hope that this was enough to peak her interest. "Now if that sounds good to you, I shall finish the preparations for the main course. Please, dig into the feast!" With that out of the way, Ramon would be off to the unfinished meals. He couldn't wait to see how she reacted once she even got a taste of his mother's original delights.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 7, 2019 13:12:08 GMT -5
Amatricina was locked in a bitter clash with her siblings. Her Chou Makouhou locked in an epic beam struggle against her brother Raigu's own, joined by the added power of Sofrito and Arissa's own Burning Gazes. Three beams against one, the heat where they collided like the surface temperature of a sun. The ground around them melting into fields of magma from the sustained energy output as neither side was willing to back down. Raigu's massive armored form was being slowly pushed back against his sister's onslaught. His boots dug hard into the ground, and he poured more energy into his own blast. Three Darkness Demons matched against one Demon God, and still it was barely an even fight. The contest could have gone on for minutes, except the Demon Lord felt a familiar tug in the back of her mind. The distant voice of a mortal attempted to commune with her across the dimensional planes. She reached out to her siblings telepathically, addressing all three with a psychic command. "Enough my siblings. Something more pressing has come up."With that said Amatricina relaxed the flow of demonic ki from her maw, letting her brother's beam win their struggle. It reached her for only a moment, as she halted it with another Demon Barrier. Her siblings relaxed their own attacks, and in moments the vast output of energy dissipated and only the molten battlefield remained to tell of their destructive power. Amatricina stood silently, listening to the thoughts in her head as her siblings approached. "What is it Dear Sister?" Sofrito asked curiously, on behalf of the younger three. "A summons." Amatricina said plainly. "One of father's mortal cults, requesting the Warlord of our clan." Her words hung silently in the air. The demon siblings each knew well what that meant. The Warlords of their clan, as with many demon clans, often lent their dark gifts to mortals in exchange for hefty tributes. Golden, gems, warriors, women, slaves, magical artifacts, any manner of offer would be laid forth and if accepted the demon would impact their end of the bargain. Tartaros had been fond of inspiring mortal cults, he hoped by empowering mortal sorcerers and wizards with dark magic they would in turn find a permanent way to breach the seal on the Demon Realm from their side. That goal was the ultimate desire of most Demon Lords, so that their kind would no longer be trapped sealed within their realm. Tartaros had hoped the seal was easier to dispel from the mortal realm, but despite his many uplifted cults and supplicants none ever yielded the desired results. Amatricina herself was loathe the idea of sharing power with mortals, and only honored her father's pacts because it was a duty of her station as Warlord. She believed demons and demons alone could find the strength to breach the Kais' ancient seal. So despite her feelings towards mortals, she was bound by her pride to honor her late father's pacts. Raigu merely nodded in response. "So be it then. Tend to what you need, Dear Sister. The three of use can continue our training alone." "Agreed, though it had been quite the learning experience facing your ascended state, Dear Sister. Hopefully we can obtain this next transformation sooner than later." Sofrito added in, clenching his fist as it crackled with demonic lightning. Arissa remained mostly silent, thinking of what best to say. "Return soon Dear Sister, our clan laments whenever our Warlord is away." She said somberly, for Arissa tried to relish what little time Amatricina spent in her company these days. The demoness smiled at her siblings, as she reduced her power level and reverted back to her normal state. Her sword burned away into cinders in a flash of magic light, her armor shrinking down into her usual revealing outfit. Her horns, figure, and hair all reverting to their usual dimensions as the power faded from her aura. Amatricina let out a soft sigh, looking wistfully at her siblings. "I will my siblings. Once these trivial mortal matters are finished. Until then, as always, Raigu I entrust my regency to you alone. Sofrito, Arissa, advise capably as you would me. United our clan is indomitable, soon I will be ready to unleash my campaign to unite our realm in my name.With that said, Amatricina focused her Dark Energy into her right gauntlet, heating it up with an ebony glow. She carved downward in one sweep, rending a gash in the fabric of the dimensions themselves. Tearing open a portal from this world to the location of the magic that called out to her. It acting like a beacon, a guiding lighthouse in the dark seas of space itself. The demoness knew not where the portal led, she did not care. With her goodbyes said Amatricina stepped through her demonic portal onto the other side. She emerged in a dimly little temple of sorts. Her rift having opened directly above a pentagram on the floor. Quaint, she thought to herself. That was a very rudimentary style of contacting a demon. Looking around she saw the temple itself was ornately carved, with high ceiling supported by great stone pillars. More importantly, something smelled delicious. Her nostrils twitched at the scent, and her mouth watered slightly. Amatricina stood there for a moment, taking in the sight and smell of her destination. She snapped back to reality when her summoner began to speak, ruby eyes snapping to focus on the man. He was a Saiyan, she could cleanly by his appearance and the energy he gave off. Was this a Saiyan world perhaps? She knew little of their organization, only that they previously had a Queen, who was slain in battle, and that they formed a powerful dominion of worlds loosely allied with her previous allies, the Kabochan Confederacy. Beyond that, everything was a mystery to the demoness. Her summoner however, showed great hospitality and courtesy as he bowed and greeted the demon. Good, Amatricina thought to herself. That quality was too often lacking in mortals. She smirked slightly, nodding her head in approval. "Your call is heeded, Mortal. I am Amatricina the Avaricious, First Daughter of the late Lord Tartaros, & Warlord of the Fire Demon Clan." She let her greeting ring through the air, her words commanding and authoritative. With greetings out of the way, Amatricina relaxed her stance slightly, her dimensional rift sealing behind her in an instant. One hand placed on a prominent hip, the other slowly scratching her slender chin as she listened intently to what the mortal had to say. "I am ever in good health. My kind are blessed with both resilience, and longevity. Though I appreciate the sentiment, Mortal." She knew well enough it was an idle attempt to get into her good graces. Truth be told, it did. Without further adieu, the Saiyan proudly showed the demoness a lavish feast he'd prepared as an offering. Amatricina raised an eyebrow, it was rather atypical to present an offering without first stating your demands. If it provided insufficient relative to the request, it greatly offended the demon. This mortal must be quite confident his request is either very reasonable relative to his offering, or the lavish feast he'd prepared commanded a high price. "Yes... quite essential." Amatricina mumbled, nostrils twitching eagerly as she licked her plump lips as the Saiyan displayed his feast. Large tables prepared with a wide variety of piping out dishes seemingly fresh from the oven. Amatricina glanced to the side when he admitted yet more dishes would be finished shortly, seeing a number of very out of place cooking appliances huddled in a cluster. This was not the summoning of a cult, this was the doing of an individual acting alone. What had befallen this temple she wondered? Was this Saiyan even part of the cult her father had made pact with? Or just an eager adventurer getting in over his head? Amatricina didn't think long on it, seating herself comfortably at the end of the large table. "I am patient, Mortal." The demoness said simply, surveying the veritable feast laid out before her. Her eyes bigger than her stomach, Amatricina did not consider Gluttony a particularly strong sin within her. However, she had developed a weakness for mortal food. It was far better than anything she experienced in her own realm. The wild game of Earth, the Ferusalem refugees' feast halls, the catering aboard Dain Sincara's pleasure warship, and even the regal dinners hosted by Emperor Carambolis for his officers had all told her a much. Amatricina greedily heaped her plate high with food, grabbing dishes to sample from a number of platters. Forked tongue eagerly licking her lips as she did. "I'm sure this will be sufficient while the remainder of your dishes finish preparation." She said simply, eyes darting from one dish to the next as she decided which to eat first. They all smelled so heavenly, and if taste exceeded smell... she may well cut this mortal a bargain on his bargain. Amatricina took her first bite, her eyes lighting up bright with fiery orange energy as she did. "This is marvelous!" She stated aloud, her power level flaring from a well suppressed state up to several hundred thousand from her excitement. She tried to eat in a refined, ladylike manner, but Gluttony had its claws in her. The demoness ate ravenously, barely restraining herself from tearing into the meal like a half starved animal. She hurried spooned food into her waiting mouth, stuffed her cheeks to capacity and chewed rapidly, and drank soups from their bowls by tilting it to her lips. It was a barely restrained feeding frenzy, as the demoness steadily worked her way through the meal. Working on dishes at her end first, heaping her plate and emptying it quickly. She reached out with her telekinesis to grab dishes further away and bring them closer so she need not stand. All while stacking empty plates and bowls neatly on the far end of the table. The gluttonous demon paused for a moment, chewing a mouthful of buttered bread before swallowing hard. "I got so ahead of myself Mortal, I forgot to even ask. What is your name, Saiyan? Why have you summoned me, and though your feast is a marvelous offering thus far... what do you seek in exchange from me?" She let her questions sink in, before her eyes wandered back to the task at hand. She was only a quarter or so through her meal. And Amatricina intended to eat every last bite. Even the bones of cooked animals that graced the table, she'd happily snap them between her teeth and devour their marrow. As she ate the demoness' aura radiated a warm heat, like that of a fireplace on a cold winter's night. It was a sign of her great contentment as she feasted. Were she in a worse mood, the fire that radiated from her would be much, much harsher.
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Post by Battery Boy on Jan 13, 2019 23:36:13 GMT -5
Ramon would give a content smile. The demoness known as Amatricina seemed to command authority, but it wasn't like he had any way to stop that. He had his own business he needed to attend to, so he would bite his tongue as he swallowed his pride. "I am quite grateful that you have accepted my call." Despite her commanding attitude, she at least acted rationally. If Ramon was to reach greater heights, he would likely command for more respect. Therefor, he didn't find it too annoying.
After having made his way over to the corner in which he was preparing the finale of sorts, he would hear the ravenous eating of his dishes. It seemed that he had underestimated her hunger for mortal cuisine, but this did put a smile on his face. It wasn't often that he got to share his cooking, and to see someone in such high power enjoying it was quite exciting. But it seemed that his food was strong enough that Amatricina's power level would shoot to such heights that he felt overwhelmed. But despite that, he would try to speak to her with a calm voice. "I'm glad you enjoy my cooking." He'd say with a bright smile. As he turned back to his cooking, he would think to himself. "Her power is astronomical! I expected someone with extreme power, but she'd far exceeded that. But that does beg the question; Will I ever be able to match that power?" Ramon knew it would take long years of training for him to ever even get close to that, but he felt that it was possible for him to do it sometimes in the future.
After Amatricina's ravenous rampage on the dishes, she would stop to question Ramon. He also wasn't too surprised that she had picked up on his Saiyan heritage. Ramon would stop his preparations for a second to turn back to the Demon Queen. "My name is Ramon. As for why I summoned you, that will require me to give a bit of context." He would clear his throat, preparing his explanation. "Recently, I had come to find that a group of cultist had performed their ceremonies here in this large room. From what I had been told, they were quite a great deal stronger than the average human." Ramon would place his arms behind his back as he continued. "I did notice their slightly larger power levels when I confronted them, but they still weren't that powerful. After getting rid of the majority of them, I squeezed the information out of one of them. Once I had finally gotten him to speak, I had come to learn about a place called Other World. He informed me that this Other World was the place they had attained their greater powers." He would turn back to his cooking, continuing to speak as he went on with his preparations. "So from you, there is only one thing I seek. That one thing is that you take me to Other World." He would give a slight laugh as he really thought of the absurdity of the situation. He was quite literally paying the Demon Queen with food to take him to the border between Heaven and Hell. "That is all I seek from you directly. Although, if you don't mind, I would also like to know where in Other World I can attain these greater power."
Almost exactly as he finished his explanation, the final products of his feast were completed. There were a total of three products; a steak, plate of lasagna, and fries. While this description was simple, all of these items were supersized, and they had quite the surprises inside. The steak was about four inches thick and the lengths and widths were a solid foot long. Doused over the steak was a large amount of blue cheese, but that was no where near the best part. People say it's what the inside what counts, and this was definitely the case. Laced inside of the meat was a special sauce that Ramon was quite proud of. The sauce would add quite the spice to the dish as not only was it quite spicy by mortal standards, it also was made in a way that it quickly spread across a person's mouth.
With a smile on his face, he would sit the humongous steak in front of Amatricina. "I'll advise you one thing before you really start digging into this. Without really spoiling anything, I can say quite confidently say this dish is very strong. But trust me, the aftertaste is the part where you truly get to enjoy it."
With the first dish in place, Ramon would start carrying the plate of what he liked to call Super Lasagna. It had similar dimension to the steak, but it's measurements were about one inch smaller in all categories. Despite it holding many things resembling an average portion of lasagna, excluding the size, there was also a special part to this dish. In fact, there were several. However, there were two main parts. First; The cheese used for the dish was a weird mixture of cheddar and gouda melted together to create one supreme cheese. The second was that the meat of the dish was also a mixture, but this mixture was the product of what Ramon thought as the three best meats of Earth. The ground up beef of a cow, the pounded flesh of a pig, and the delicious lamb; All being meshed and cooked into one meat to rule them all. Ramon would sit this dish right next to that of the steak. "Now really saying anything about this one would spoil it, but I'm quite confident that it'll leave you craving more."
While the two prior dishes were great, how could just a large plate of fries compare? Well, that was simple. While the fries themselves were normal sized, the sheer amount made the stack almost double the size of the steak. Not only that, but there was a special game involved in this. Ramon would place the large plate on the other side of the steak that wasn't yet occupied. "Now for this dish, there's a special thing to it." He would hold his hand out to put attention on the dish. "The majority of these fries are filled with a special sauce that is a cross between both ketchup and barbecue sauce. But there rests a total of ten fries that hold a special sauce in the stack. I like to call this dish, The Ten Fries of Fate. I assure you, this dish will leave you searching. And obviously, the best way to search is through eating the dish." He would step back, leaving the dishes at the mercy of the Demon Queen. "Now, once you've tried my best dishes of course, will you consider taking me to Other World?"
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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2019 21:39:49 GMT -5
Amatricina continued to eat voraciously, pausing only to breath, swallow, or listen. She nodded along in agreement, finishing off a plate before casting it to the growing pile at her side. "While I appreciate the gratefulness, Saiyan. I am honor bound to heed my summons. It is one of the many duties of the Fire Demon Warlord, and though I do not share many of my ancestors fascination with assisting mortals in their petty schemes I am still obliged to answer the call." With that said Amatricina resumed her feast, piling her plate high with whatever delicacies were within arms reach. She adored anything with strong flavor and kick. Seasons and spices sang to her in a way texture or smell didn't, though with a feast as fine as this she was hardly one to complain. Truly her Sin of Gluttony was unleashed, in this moment surpassing all but Pride within the demoness. When the mortal told Amatricina he was glad she enjoyed his cooking she could only nod, her mouth presently full of delicious food. When she finally swallowed the demon ran her forked tongue over plush lips, gently lapping up whatever food still flecked her lips. "Your cooking is excellent... as most mortal cooking tends to be. I find it one of the great gifts of this realm to the universe. I have theorized with your lives so brief and fleeting, food and cooking is one of the simplest pleasures for mortal races to enjoy. As a result, you tend to perfect the craft in a way my long lived race does not." She smiled, a rare thing on her first encounter with a Saiyan. The last few had been belligerent and oafish. This one was proving an excellent host. Mental check marks were all clicking in his favor. From his polite greetings, to his common courtesy, to his delicious feast, to his non hostile tone. There was little Amatricina could complain about aside from her inability to eat any faster than she was. Amatricina slowed her gluttonous binge, listening to the Saiyan chef speak. Ramon was his name, and like many, power was his game. A common request, though his methodology was less direct than most summonings. Usually mortals desired more direct means of power from demons. The knowledge of dark magic, ancient relics or artifacts, demonic energies to course through them, even to be transformed into new demons or marked by a Demon Mark. This one it seemed, simply desired a place in which to grow stronger. A training grounds beyond the mortal realm, so to speak. It spoke of great ambition. What others merely desired, Ramon sought to earn through his training. This, method of self improvement was more agreeable to Amatricina than power hungry simpletons demanding whatever small shred of her power they could ask for. It reminded a bit of how she had used the Mortal Realm, and its absence of Dark Energy, as a training ground to ween herself off the intoxicating power of her realm and grow stronger in its absence. Dark Energy now augmented her strength, rather than simply maintain it. The demoness set down her meal, pausing as she turned to look upon Ramon. "Other World. No mortal has asked me of that in a very, very long time. Other World is indeed a place of great power. It is the realm of death. The place where all souls must go to rest. Every culture of every race that has ever been or will be has two words for the chief domains of Other World. Heaven is the first, where the souls of the noble and honorable, the kind and the just, are all laid to rest. It is a paradise beyond words, one my race would never be allowed to enjoy. The other, is Hell, where the souls of the wicked and sinful, the vile and cruel are forever tortured by the servants of the Kais. Hell is a realm of both hot and cold, seas of fire, lakes of boiling blood, mountains of spikes. And yet that is not the worst part. My clan relishes fire, there are far worse parts of Hell reserved for us. The Freezing Tundra of Hell is the coldest, deepest layer of Hell. Where only the most malevolent of souls are kept forever enchained in soul binding ice. Our Hell is cold, yours would be hot."Amatricina grew distant, somber. She thought of her parents, how they languished in Hell. Endlessly tormented within their icy prison. One day she would liberate them, and every demon that had ever been. But not this day, or anytime in the immediate future. The demoness sighed, shaking her head of such sorrowful thoughts. "In addition to these two realms, there is a middling area, neither Heaven nor Hell. It is where the Kais reside, the celestial gods that control the universe. It is where the souls of the dead are judged before the great King Yemna, and the mighty Snake Way exists." Amatricina tore off a hunk of meat from some dish and chewed it spitefully, having said the word 'Kai.' She was loath to the gods more than any other beings in all existence. She would do anything to one day feel the life slip from their bodies. "Now... the second question." Amatricina said harshly, still not fully calmed down. "How you seek out power in Other World is up to you. You could seek out the ogres in Hell, and spar with the great evil warriors who they keep imprisoned. Or venture to Heaven and find the honored champions of all time, training and learning from them. Or perhaps you could seek out a Kai... and see if they'd train you." Amatricina scoffed at the notion, shaking her head. "You would have a better chance of it than I." With her speech finished, Amatricina turned once more to her feast. It was looking rather depleted, only a quarter or so left. Ramon turned to finish his final dishes, which kept the demoness in good spirits. She didn't want her meal to end just yet. Amatricina had talked enough about her ancient enemy for one afternoon. She'd smother her anger with food, copious amounts of food at that. The demon resumed her gluttonous feast, though with more muted intensity than before her explanation. Even still, plates vanished quickly, picked clean of contents and stacked besides her. The piles were growing numerous, and the table itself becoming less occupied with each minute. Amatricina looked with hungry eyes at the sizzling slab of meat presented before her. Meat was her most favorite of foods. This one was slathered in something that smelled heavenly, though she paused to heed Ramon's warning. "Well... I am very strong, so I will be the judge of this dish."With that Amatricina tore into the steak, slicing off a great hunt with the stroke of her talon and spearing it with a finger as she lifted it to her mouth. The meat was rich and flavorful, the melted topping complimented it exquisitely. And the sauce within was spicier than anything Amatricina had ever tasted. She quivered with pleasure upon swallowing the first bite. Spice was the fire of seasonings, and Amatricina's elemental nature was fire. Her mouth actively salivated and she had to wipe it on a napkin. "Ramon... this is ecstatic!" She said delightfully, before digging in for her next bite. Humongous as it may have been, the steak did not last long. Amatricina had stripped grown deer of meat in a single day, the delicious slab of steak was just another delectable morsel to her sizable appetite. She had already made up her mind about Ramon's request, now she simply wished to see what he had in store next. The second dish reminded Amatricina of worms. She did not eat worms, but upon inspection it appeared to be some kind of grain slathered in orange-white sauce with a multitude of meats hiding between. A weird, conglomerate meal of sorts. Amatricina needed a fork for this one, and spiked a piece of meat then twirled the saucy strings around her utensil. The first bite made her aura flare, and she stomped her foot hard enough to shake the temple. "Amazing!" She declared, quickly downing several more bites. "It is not as good as that meat dish, I liked the spice more. But it is still by all accounts the second best dish I've ever tasted. You were right... I wish there was more." She looked down wistfully at the dish, barely two thirds remained. Amatricina sighed and gobbled up the rest in greedy, eager forkfuls. Even after the last bite she was still licking her lips from the flavors. The third dish held a kind of game to it. Ten Fries of Fate. Amatricina chuckled at it. Were they truly called 'fries' because they were tried? How quaint. "I know what neither of those sauces are... but I'm eager none the less." The demon said excitedly, grabbing the first of the fries. She elected to run it through the remaining juices of her steak plate, soaking it before devouring it. The mixture of fried... whatever it was, the juices of the meat, and the sauce within was delicious. "Was that a Fry of Fate?" She asked, mostly to herself and tried another. This one she ran through the second dish, scooping out remaining bites of the melted orange sauce. This fry tasted as good as the first. "My luck tells me I did not get two in a row." The demon spoke with a soft chuckle. The third fry however, that was the Fry of Fate. Its taste was like nothing she'd ever experienced. It was culinary perfection. She had to have more. Amatricina was faced with a terrible dilemma. Eat quickly and chance mixing a Fated Fry with one of its mundane kin, or eat slowly and prolong the suffering of not eating the Fateful Fries. She took the latter option, methodically eating the treats one by one. All the while trying to discern which might be the remaining chosen few. Ultimately she could find no difference short of tearing them open to look inside, and that ruined the fun of the dish. Amatricina devoured them all one by one all the same, not a single fry was spared. When Amatricina was finished she reclined back in her seat. She reached a hand down to pat her full stomach. To her amazement it was beyond full. Heavy, distended, and round. She looked heavy with her first child, and in a rare display of embarrasment the demon's cheeks flushed bright red. This would not do, and the demoness quickly hopped up to her feet. She flexed her muscles, summoning her dark magic her hands crackled with ebony lightning and glowed bright with arcane power. She slammed her hands down on her stomach and flooded her gut with her dark magic. The vast meal dissolved instantly, forcibly digested and absorbed by the stuffed demoness. Amatricina's figure ripened, hips gaining new definition and her top straining slightly against her bust. More importantly, her stomach was once again flat and toned. Amatricina ran a hand lovingly over her hip, admiring her replete new curves. Her brows furrowed, her outfit was a bit too snug now. Leggings too skintight for her liking and brassiere threatening to give the Saiyan a view he'd never forget. Amatricina's hands glowed with dark magic once more. One cupped her chest, the other ran along her hip. They infused their magic into her attire, magically materializing it to more properly fit her new dimensions. Amatricina grinned slightly, thinking nothing of her lewd arcane display. With that settled she turned to face Ramon, smiling contently as she did. "I have made my decision. I shall take you to Other World, and I shall grant you my boon as well."
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Post by Battery Boy on Jan 20, 2019 22:58:32 GMT -5
Ramon would keep an ear open as the Demon Queen explained why she had even accepted his call. It seemed that a Fire Demon Warlord was bound by honor. He didn't personally align with that type of mentality, but he was glad that the Demon Queen did. After all, it was likely that she wouldn't have shown up otherwise. "Ah I see. Well then, it would've been quite depressing if you hadn't showed up. After all, you wouldn't get the opportunity to dine on my cuisine!" Ramon would make a lighthearted joke. He was rather enjoying the light mood of the situation. A change of pace from battles one after the other was a bit refreshing.
Ramon would feel a smile spread across his face as Amatricina complimented his meals once again, along with the rest of the mortal cuisine in the universe. Ramon would give a nod as he thought about the fact that demons live so long. "Well, cooking is just one thing us mortals decide to master in our short time. At least in comparison to your long life spans." Ramon would turn back to face the Fire Demon Warlord. "That is why we mortals like to learn as much as we possibly can. We find our passions, and then proceed to master our crafts. Obviously, certain specialties take longer than others, but that's what gives our lives meaning. Living without purpose is a short life is a pain, ya know?"
After his explanation of his goal, Ramon would listen intently to Amatricina as she responded. From the information she provided, it seemed that Other World was a place between Heaven and Hell, or at least a gateway to the two of them. And in this place between the two opposite realms, it seemed to hold the literal gods of the universe within itself. As Amatricina offered ideas on how he could get stronger in these other realms, he would think aloud about his options. "I doubt that the warriors in Heaven will really try to push me." He would cross his arms as he looked at the floor. "They're probably too nice to do that. As for Hell, I'm not looking to die just yet. They seem to have the exact opposite problem of Heaven. If I lost, it's likely they would make me a permanent resident of Hell." He would shake his head. "That won't do. Not at all." Ramon would shift his gaze from the floor to Amatricina. "It seems that training with a Kai would likely be the best option. If I could even convince one that is."
Ramon would stand off to the side as he watched the demon dine on his final dishes. Despite having already consumed such a large amount of food, she would continue to eat at such a rapid pace. He found this incredibly impressive, but he would remain mostly silent as she stuffed her face. She seemed quite impressed with his first two meals, but the third seemed to pose a large dilemma. One that slowed her eating process almost to a halt! It seemed that his game was working as intended.
After she had finally consumed each and every one of the fries, Ramon would be impressed to see the table being a battlefield of empty plates. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that she would each and every dish, even the bones of certain dishes! As Ramon turned his attention back towards the Demon Queen, he would immediately turn away with a slight blush on his face. From the quick glance he had took, he had seen something that he would rather not see the end of. He would wait in silence, trying to keep his mind off what was happening behind him. It was only when Amatricina addressed him that he would turn back to face towards the mighty being. His eyes would light up with excitement as she offered to lend her hand in helping him achieve his goal. He simply couldn't contain himself, as he punched his fist into the air. "Alright!" Ramon could feel his blood pumping as he jumped from foot to foot. "Sorry, I'm a bit excited it all." Ramon would take a couple jabs at the air. "If I can convince a Kai to give me a bit of training, I definitely know who I plan to fight first." Ramon would let his arms hang at his sides as he continued to switch between his feet. "You see, I fought this Saiyan guy not too long ago. In the end, he defeated me." Ramon's eyes burned with both anger and determination. "I promised him that I would exceed my current power and give him a better fight later. So it'll be quite the surprise for him when I show him the power I gain in Other World. Hell, I might even surpass him if I train hard enough!" Ramon would place the hands on the back of his head. "So, shall we get going?"
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Post by Deleted on Jan 25, 2019 0:23:50 GMT -5
Amatricina nodded along in quiet agreement with the mortal Ramon. She found herself agreeing with his statement on short lives, and the quest for meaning and purpose. "Surprisingly wise words, Saiyan. Live without meaning is life without purpose. Even for one as long lived as myself, it is important to remind oneself of your purpose in creation. Mine is burned upon my very soul, an ever present reminder of what I must do, and the lengths I must go to in order to achieve my goals. Consider it a great mercy these goals extend beyond your race, or any mortal race of this realm. My eyes are fixed only on my kind's greatest, and most loathsome adversary..." Amatricina trailed off, she angered herself just thinking of the Kais that dwelled in Other World. They were detestable gods, though fortunately for Ramon, Amatricina's great feasting kept her content and her wrath to a minimum. The demoness folded her arms crossed beneath her massive bust, smiling as she listened to the Saiyan ramble on about whom he would train with and the warriors he intended to surpass with said training. Amatricina scoffed, shaking her head slightly. The bells and jewelry that adorned her crown of grim, black horns jingling as she did so, "You are fast getting ahead of yourself, Mortal. I promised you travel to Other World. I did not tell you where in Other World it would be. If I am traveling to the realm of the Kais, I will not be delivering myself clear on their doorstep. That comes later, with my army at my back and a sword in my hands. No, I keep a low profile with regards to the divine." Amatricina smiled, brushing past the Saiyan and giving him a playful bump with her prominent hips as she did. "If I am to go to Other World. I will make it a productive journey for myself as well. We be arrive first in Hell, though it is not the Hell you no doubt are aware of." Amatricina finished her statement with a haughty cackled, turning her head to flash Ramon a fanged smile. With that said, Amatricina channeled her demonic power at her fingertips. Her gilded talons began to glow with a hellish ruby light. The metal heating to the point it was white hot, as Dark Energy crackled around her hands like ebony lightning. She reached out with both hands, slicing downwards through the air in a doubled axe slash. The strike hit nothing, nothing of the physical at least. Instead the very air appeared to split open, shimmering with heat as the Demon Queen rent open a wound in reality itself. A searing gash in the very dimensional fabric that separated one realm of the universe from the next. Long tendrils of ominous Dark Energy began to seep from the demon's mighty aura, black serpents that fed their way into the edges of the gash. Amatricina sunk her claws into the dimensional wound, pulling it apart as if drawing open the curtains. Instead of bathing the room in warm morning light, only darkness lay in wait. As the Demon Queen ripped open her dimensional rift it howled in almost eldritch cries, reality itself trying to seal back shut against her Dark Magic's effects. The portal to the Other World soon began to stabilize. Its edges burned like a smoldering, molten flame while the surface of the portal was inky black and smooth as glass. Amatricina withdrew her hands, reaching out to tap a finger against the surface of her rift. It rippled like a puddle, shimmering as the view beyond come into focus. It was not the Hell most mortals knew of. There was no lake of fire, rivers of blood, or mountains of needles. No ogres with their clubs, devils or fiends, Snake Way above or red scarred barren ground. This was worse. The Freezing Tundra of Hell, the coldest, darkest, most deepest region of Hell. Reserved for only the worst of all beings, those so evil they must be locked away in the strongest prisons even in death. Amatricina looked out over the icy wasteland that lied beyond her portal's view and took a deep breath. She was steadying her nerve, not for the horrors of the frozen Hell, but for the beings she intended to seek. "Come, Ramon. Step through my portal and we will be on our way. I suggest you flare your power level to its fullest levels. The Freezing Tundra of Hell will try to encase you in soul-laced ice crystals. I recommend you stick close to me at all times, my demonic heat will shield you from the cold. But I cannot shield you from my blaze, only you can do that." With that said Amatricina's own demonic aura flared to its full nightmarish strength. Almost a million power level in only her base form. It was overpowering, suffocating as it seemed to choke out life from the very air itself with its dread presence. Amatricina stepped through her portal, armored heels setting foot in deep snow that rose up to her knees. Though she was scantily clad, in reveal armor and tight fitting clothing, Amatricina showed no concern for the biting cold. Her body radiated an infernal heat at all times, her Living Flame, the very core of her essence. At present, that heat was much warmer than it had been while she kept her power suppressed for the mortal Saiyan. What was once a warm fire was now a scorching blaze. Amatricina turned slowly, watching over her shoulder for Ramon to step through her dimensional rift and follow suit. She briefly wondered how the magical cold of the deepest pits of Hell would fair on a lowly mortal. Though she assumed he'd fair much better suffering beneath her heat than trying to withstand a cold beyond cold. When Ramon joined her at last, Amatricina reached back to her portal and raised her right hand. She clenched her hand into a fist, energy crackling between her fingers and her portal sealing shut behind her. "I must leave no trace we were here, Saiyan. No come, we march. No flying, I do not want our presence noticed by King Yemma's minions." With that said the Demon Queen pointed north, to an impossibly huge citadel of ice and snow some ways off in the distance. "There. That is where we travel. Where my parents are kept imprisoned in death..."
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Post by Battery Boy on Feb 10, 2019 20:38:54 GMT -5
Ramon would give a chuckle as he stopped hopping around. It was true, Ramon was getting far ahead of himself. But to the excited Saiyan, looking at the world as if his plans would come to fruition gave the highest chance of it actually happening. "You're not mistaken, but I imagine things will happen that way. Although, like you said yourself, you will not be appearing before them without that army and sword." His head would follow the Demon Queen as she bumped him with her, trying to avoid his blushing. "Going for your own needs is understandable, and it's not like I could change anything about that if I wanted to. But once there, I'd imagine directions would be all that I require. But hey," Ramon would give a shrug as he proceeded to cross his arms. "Even if this doesn't go to plan, I'd imagine I'll find something in Other World. Now, let's go to this special Hell you're talking about."
As Ramon remained still, he would watch as the demoness was able to rip through reality just like that. Ramon couldn't help but smile at the raw power displayed before him. "That is still mighty impressive to me. The ability to tear through dimensions seems incredibly useful, in which I don't doubt you abuse." Ramon would step closer as he saw the image of the Hell he was about to enter. Just as Amatricina had said, he was unfamiliar with an ice-cold Hell. "How interesting. Although, I don't think I'll be taking time to examine it. After all, I don't believe I'll ever do something harsh enough to end up in this Hell." He would give a sigh. "Although, I don't imagine I'll be going to Heaven any time soon. So, I guess it'll be burning Hell for me."
Ramon would listen to Amatricina as she recommend that he released his full power. That way, he wouldn't be burnt to a crisp by the Demon Queen's aura. It was at the mention of her burning power that Ramon's own power would increase, letting his blue aura seep out of his body. If he wanted to reach his goal, survival would be the first part of it. It was as Amatricina let her full base-form shine that Ramon would reach his max. He would jump back a step as he felt the heat emanating from her. It had been ever hotter than he had predicted, and likely was even hotter than the Sun. As the demoness entered the portal, Ramon would take a deep breath as he prepared himself for the incoming blast of cold. With one leap, he would hop through the portal and land in the snow.
Almost instantly after entering would Ramon feel a cold that the English language didn't have an adjective to describe. For a second, he would get much closer to the Demon Queen to protect himself from the cold, only to instantly feel the blaze that was her aura. He would jump back a bit, but this time put himself between the cold and the blaze. He would take a deep breath as he calmed himself. "Well, I can now safely say I've been between two completely different forces." Ramon would give a slight chuckle at his "comedy" before following after. They weren't allowed to fly due to King Yemma's minions, which was entirely fine by Ramon. Keeping up with the Demon Queen seemed like an almost impossible feat, and he would rather not suffer that cold a second time.
As the pair marched along, Ramon at a slight distance, he would question the Demon Queen to help pass the time. "So you said that we're going to see your parents right? The ones in, what I'm guessing, a state of limbo? That raises a question though." Ramon would put his hand to his chin as he thought about his question. "What did your parents do to end up in such a torturous position? Or did they even do anything? Were they just put there because they're demons?" Ramon was still unsure of the relationship between the Kais and demons, but it didn't seem like a good one in the slightest. But if the typical "Kais are good and demons are bad" stigma was present, then why would they do something so evil? He was quite eager to know the answer.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 3, 2019 1:24:17 GMT -5
Amatricina merely nodded at Ramon's comment on her Dimensional Rift technique. "Yes. It is a most beneficial ability my kind call upon, one that took great training to master. One I am loathe to teach anyone not a demon..." Even this was not entirely accurate a statement, for the Demon Queen did not believe it was possible for any but the strongest of demonkind to even wield such an ability. She herself had not perfected the skill until long after she had mastered her Darkness Demon form. Prior to that Amatricina used older, more crude methods to traverse the dimensions. Incantations, portals, magic relics new and old. None were as reliable or as readily available. She did however, cast a slight grin at the Saiyan's opposing forces comment. "Perhaps." Was her only response, as the two continued their trudge towards the icy citadel. The snow and ice melted before Amatricina's footsteps, leaving a convenient trail for her follower to walk. Too convenient, and she knew the minions of Hell would notice it in time. But, it was still preferable stealth to the energy needed to fly. She only hoped it'd buy her plenty of time to do what was needed. Amatricina glanced back at Ramon, clenching her mailed fist at the mention of her parents. "Of course they suffer here because they are demons. All my kind do, across a thousand frozen fortress just like this. It is how all my clan must 'rest' eternal. There are other places in Hell, no doubt just as loathsome, populated by other great demon clans. Those with an affinity for the snow and ice I'm sure must suffer in a realm of heat and flame..." This talk of suffering of her kind made Amatricina's blood boil more than it normally did. She let out a long sigh, smoke escaping her plump lips. "My father, Lord Tartaros, was a Demon Warlord. He slew countless in his long life. Conquered worlds, tore lesser clans asunder, challenged and killed many a rival in battle. He made dealings with mortals, giving them power and strength to carry out his ill will in your realm. He searched for a way to breach the seal on the Demon Realm, permanently. My mother's so called crimes are much the same. She came to inherit her clan after her father and brothers perished in battle. She was a sorceress of uncanny ability, wielding cruel dark magics that draw from our ruinous powers. She was a master of guile, intrigue, and subterfuge. Both my beloved parents despised the gods, as I do too. Our hatred of the shinjin race itself earns us a guaranteed arrival here when our souls find their way to King Yemma's office." The Demoness let her words sink in, before she concluded with "Does that answer your questions, Saiyan?"Amatricina did not speak further as the two approached the frozen citadel. It loomed so tall in the sky it scarcely seemed real. Its full size masked by the howling winds of an endless hellish blizzard. Ogre guards stood around the doorway, dressed in parkas with clubs in hand. The Queen of the Demon Realm did not pause upon seeing them. She merely raised a hand, and an enveloping fog of darkness erupted from beneath her cloak. Her Dark Miasma, a wretched blackness born of Dark Energy melded with Tuffle' Destron Gas. From this darkness a hundred tendrils of shadows surged forth. They lanced like serpents through the air, snaring the guards and bind their hands and feet in Dark Energy. Amatricina approached, the legion of tendrils still tethered to her by very shadow of her cloak. "Speak one word, and all of you die." She commanded simply, before binding the mouths of the brutes and casting them into a heap by the door. The Demon Queen then placed her hand on great icy gate that guarded the fortress' entrance. Running her gauntlet over the inscriptions, all written in the language of the gods. Powerful magic was at work here, designed to keep beings just like her out. "Loathsome..." Amatricina said simply, drawing back her hand before slamming it into the ice. "Your magic is strong Yemma. But mine is stronger." Amatricina said boastfully, mostly ignored the Saiyan at her flank. Her armored gauntlet began to glow, first red then white hot as flame erupted from it. Searing heat began melting through the citadel door, and ice gave way to water as the Fire Demon carved an opening into the doorway itself. After a minute of continuous heat, an archway large enough for the two to pass through had been opened. Amatricina took a step back, smiling to herself at her handiwork. She turned to Ramon, flexing the fingers on her hand as she distilled the cold. Even against her flame, the ice magic on the gate left a terrible chillness in her fingers as she melted through it. "There. That should be sufficient. It will repair in time, but for now it shall do. Come, Saiyan. My beloved parents lay in wait for me in the deepest level of this damned place." With that Amatricina proceeded inside, giving Ramon the unspoken option to follow her or freeze to death on his own.
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