Exitium Hakai
Demon 
"Life is a waste, people exist to be destroyed"
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Post by Exitium Hakai on Mar 8, 2015 18:11:38 GMT
"...And? You're telling me our little friend just disappeared? Took his mongrel pet and Angel friends and just vanished?" Exitium growled, a red spike threatening the small Demon's throat with occasional prods. The Demon swallowed carefully with his life hanging by a thread, looking up to the almighty father Demon with unconditional fear. The room was full of little spies, all with the same news. They had lost sight of their target for almost a year now, and Exitium was very uncomfortable with that fact. They needed a strong earth magic user, with Demon blood. And right now, and for a long time, Exitium had known of only one capable to the task.
"B-b-but we've come a lot closer.... F-father.. E-even if the Iwa blood got away, the other t-targets you wish in y-your possession are s-soon going to be captured." The pathetic spy of only eleven said. Exitium smirked, removing the red spike, before picking the boy up from his shirt. "Oh? Is that so? Then tell me boy, where are they? I've been asking for these certain tools I need for almost two decades, but where are they? Plotting against me, coming together to try and take the crown that I've worked so hard for from my head." The boy began to cry as Exitium's voice became harsher and harsher. Exitium sighed at the pathetic excuse of a pure Demon, before blowing a hole through his little chest. He was too young and damaged to be any worth anyway. Huffing, Exitium leered around the room of equally terrified servants and 'children'. Before he could call anyone else, the air went thick and ominous. Whilst everyone looked around nervously at the sudden very powerful change in the air, Exitium smiled, knowing the feeling of the spirit Demon anywhere. Exitium still didn't even know the creatures name, whatever it was. But the evil mist had granted Exitium unlimited power, as well as it's rather cunning insights into certain plans.
Exitium retreated to his throne, fangs moving into a grin as the mist took a reddish form in the middle of the room. "Have anything to report, my friend?"
"Just that the air around here is getting more and more fucking shit, as are your plans. Quit relying on these weakling and send some real power down to retrieve our weapons." The mist replied sourly, in a voice only the Demon King could hear. Exitium nodded slowly, tail flickering back and forth. "I know, I've had it up to my last thread of patience relying on these inexperienced worms... but the Iwa clan is getting weaker, excluding one of my personal assassins. And my Dracomancers, they aren't as easy to replace as these scum, I do not wish to send them to their deaths." The mist chuckled to Exitium's seemingly concerned tone.
"Have you grown soft, oh almighty one? Don't be a fucking idiot. Those Dracomancers can handle the job, and that Iwa boy has an ancient weapon discovered by yours truly. Here's what I say:" The mist began, "Get the boy looking for the earth magic user, if I'm not mistaken, he's hiding out in the Mun clan." Exitium's eyes widened, getting up off his chair. "How long have you known his location?" The King demanded. The spirit chuckled, plucking the strings of Exitium's weak patience. "Since he first disappeared. But I didn't tell you, because I knew you'd want to go down and get him yourself. But I warn you, I don't take a step out of Dranar, not whilst the shitty little Sun child is still alive down there." Exitium growled, gradually calming down. Flood, the mist had warned Exitium numerous times of the infamous man. Helping the weak and worthless Humans, giving them hope. He was the sole reason Exitium didn't leave Dranar, because most of his unlimited power came directly from the spirit Demon, who had warned Exitium that if Flood sensed it's presence, Exitium would find himself in a fight he might not be able to win. Exitium was honestly curious about this man the powerful spirit Demon was so afraid of, but he knew he'd have to find a way to kill this Flood, or else risk him defeating the Demon King. And Exitium refused to ever face defeat again.
Sighing, Exitium fell back onto his throne again. His refusal to answer anymore made the spirit Demon leave, and meant Exitium could retreat to his mind again. What a long process this perfect world was to be made. But Exitium was convinced his hard work would pay off eventually. He eventually looked around the room still filled with Demon underlings, waving a hand to them. "Inform Mujihi when she returned to come to me, and to bring the Iwa brat with her." Exitium ordered to the ants who all then scattered. Mujihi was a fortunate ally to Exitium, and her job made a good impression on the hard to impress King. Plus, she'd helped Exitium gather the items for his clan-wide enslavement, and would hopefully continue her role as Exitium's second hand. Mujihi was currently supposed to be bringing the Iwa assassin to Exitium, so he could entertain his worried mind with some meaningless torture on the Human. But perhaps Exitium's sadistic plans would have to be dulled down, since he needed Art to actually do something other than accept pain without reason.
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Post by Mujihi on Mar 8, 2015 20:44:17 GMT
Mujihi smiled as she took in the pain from Art, his always seemed the most satisfying to her. She gripped his hair tighter as she dragged him along to Exitium, he was needed for an important task... On in which the others couldn't complete. Mujihi had asked Exitium if she could do the task, but she was needed for other matters, so she had to 'happily' let this newbie take care of the task. She froze as she noticed one of the weaklings walk over to her, they all trembled in fear, and it took all of her self control not to break them. "Mujihi, Exitium requests your presence in the throne room..." His eyes widened as he bowed, and he was still shaking. "He asks for you to bring Art with you." Scowling slightly, Mujihi carried on walking, "I know you idiot, or did you seem to forget things like that." Sending him a glare, Mujihi kicked down the door to the throne room and pushed Art through the door. "Sire, here is the incompetent brat you asked for." Gesturing for two people to shut the door behind her, Mujihi pushed Art until her was bowing before the king, as she moved to her spot beside him, bowing slightly, before letting her back stand straight.
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Art Senshi
Demon
"Being a Prince of both worlds is kinda awesome."
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Post by Art Senshi on Mar 8, 2015 21:09:20 GMT
Here they went again, more 'punishment' from the almighty master of his clan. Art knew this experience well now, but it still made him tense every time Mujihi came down to the clan to pick him up. In previous years, the King had asked for a random Iwa member to take his anger out on for no reason, but after experiencing it himself, Art refused to let Mujihi take away anyone but him. To think of his little brothers and sisters being tortured by that man made Art put through whatever Exitium wanted with him. Mujihi picked him up as usual, and Art just tried to sleep through the purposely uncomfortable and painful flight to Dranar. The Human hated this thick air, always finding it harder to breath when in the floating realm. Being shoved around, Art didn't even resist anymore. He'd begged before, in his childhood even pleading once or twice to be given a break, but all it got from Mujihi was more pain. By now, all anyone got from Art when being taken to Exitium was a glare, or slight moan when Mujihi forced him along with a little more pain than usual. Art rolled into the throne room, resisting the urge to burn his eyes right at Exitium, since before the Demon King had punished Art for doing so by literally burning his eyes. Instead he let himself fall into the bow, giving in to glaring at the floor as he felt awful for bowing to this malicious freak. No Demons deserved this kind of respect from Art, if he had the chance to live without the red rope of enslavement, Art wouldn't hesitate to bury them all. Taking a deep breath, Art removed his glare, lifting himself to look up to Exitium on his knees, holding a neutral expression.
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Exitium Hakai
Demon
"Life is a waste, people exist to be destroyed"
Posts: 85
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Post by Exitium Hakai on Mar 8, 2015 21:34:08 GMT
Exitium was busy picking flakes of golden metal from his throne, trying to release his desire to break things by a bit before seeing Art. He couldn't injure the boy like he normally did, only enough to satisfy his need before leaving Art to do his next mission, in pain and without complaint or failure. Hearing his second in command come charging through the doors, Exitium smiled slightly. The respect was necessary, and Exitium nodded his head to Mujihi for her display of respect. For Art however, as he rose, Exitium summoned the boy's golden string, tugging on it painfully until the boy's head was forced back onto the ground. "Did I say you could raise your head, scum?" Exitium hissed, before turning back to Mujihi. He put away the golden string, always enjoying the late God of Death's magic as an easy torture method. Leaning back, Exitium folded one leg over the other. "My friend has informed me finally of the location of our first target, the brat will be sent to apprehend him shortly, after which you will have to bring him here, Mujihi." Exitium stated, before finally rising from his chair. He strolled over to Art, pulling the boy to his feet by his hair. "You should be grateful, my little slave. Thanks to this new information, you won't be played with as much." Exitium mused, letting the Iwa go as his smirked. He loved using the red ropes in torture, because they could be used in a delightful way. "Now then, Art... pull out one of your teeth for me." Exitium instructed. He knew the boy probably couldn't do it, but in his inability to do so, that rope would cause him excruciating pain. Exitium smirked as he watched the show, glancing to Mujihi. "The pathetic worms of spies still haven't picked up my targets, nor have they been able to enter the Mun clan. If you find the time, my dear subordinate, do go and assess the enemies home. If you find anyone we are looking for, don't feel the need to show them mercy when bringing them too me."
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Post by Mujihi on Mar 8, 2015 22:01:03 GMT
Mujihi smirked slightly at the pain Art could still feel, and knew he would be feeling more very soon. But not to disrespect her king, Mujihi kept a straight face as he addressed her, "Of course your excellency, I will assure that once the incompetent brat here detains him, your prize will be delivered mostly unharmed and incapable of escape." Bowing slightly, Mujihi looked down to Art, she didn't think he would be able to detain Mizetto, but either way, she knew the earth magic user they were after would soon be on their side, even if his highness had to collect him, himself. Mujihi couldn't help but tip her head back and smile as she felt the waves of pain power her from Art's torture, before turning her head back to watch the rest in glee.. It was always much more pleasurable. Turning back towards the king, Mujihi smiled, she was already one step ahead. "My king, I have already done as asked. Though I was unable to break through without being discovered, I was able to pick up valuable information concerning the Mun Clan, its members and activities." Bowing slightly, Mujihi gestured to one of the spies, one she, threatened, into helping her with this. "You go get the package..." Turning back towards Exitium, Mujihi bowed once more. "I have discovered that this infamous Flood has a weakness, a young woman I am aware you are familiar with. Chester, who in my spare time, took the liberty of capturing for you, hence the package. I have also taken the liberty of questioning her though she refuses to speak as of yet... The red rope has come in very handy though. Im sure you will enjoy breaking her further." Mujihi gave a small smile at the memories of torturing Chester, breaking her even further. "I also have news that Rurushu and Kakushin have decided to join the clan... Though I am currently still tracking their ware about's. I hope this is enough information for now..."
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Art Senshi
Demon
"Being a Prince of both worlds is kinda awesome."
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Post by Art Senshi on Mar 8, 2015 22:18:18 GMT
Art had forgotten about the rising head thing, Exitium almost always asked or forced one's head up. Or at least did so to his slaves. He would either punish them for bowing for too long, or not long enough. Any excuse to force them around. Feeling his life string being forced forwards, Art resisted the urge to cough, instead holding his burning chest as he felt like his heart was burning. The boy put on a brave and neutral face as Exitium picked him up, still trying to resist showing pain. Pain only encouraged the King to inflict more. Art wasn't grateful for the fact that he had a job to do, so his torture would be quicker. Because no matter the context, Art always knew his job would hold some sort of killing in it. If not the person Art was after, than someone caught in the crossfire. Swallowing hard, Art was dropped to the ground, awaiting Exitium's request. It might seem insane to some, or mad, but with the instruction only just given, Art was already trying to do as asked. He tugged on a tooth as hard as he could, hoping he could get it before his neck spammed out in pain. But when Art felt something crack in his mouth, his body flinched, and that simple pause in the request caused Art's collar to go off. It burnt right into his neck, forcing him to stop pulling all together as he choked. There wouldn't be a chance to try again at pulling his tooth out, the red rope wouldn't allow him a chance to in the waves of pain. Gasping for air, and desperately clawing at the rope, Art spoke out. Something he knew he'd regret immediately. "I-I-I c-c-can't, m-m-master." He managed to whimper in between gasps of breaths.
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Post by Chester on Mar 8, 2015 22:43:44 GMT
Chester felt no pain, nor did she speak in the time she was here. Mujihi was relentless, and she had fun with torturing Chester, but she couldn't feel any of it... Her heart aching at the memories of the last time she was in such a situation, and its outcomes. The Goddess of pain was asking for the Mun Clan's plans, and about Flood... And despite Chester not answering, she wouldn't know how to anyways, not being in the clan, and not caring for Flood, well so she says. Chester was unsure how long she had been here, her last memories being ridiculed by humans before running down a darker but quicker path heading to the Mun clans base... And the next thing she knows, she in a dark room who knows where. Mujihi had turned up several hours later, and now Chester was unable to walk, missing parts of two fingers, and had an awful burn mark around her neck from the god awful red rope she placed around it. Not to mention the damage on the inside and the concussion she was sprouting. But it wasn't long until Chester realised who Mujihi worked for, and she couldn't wait to be face to face with Exitium once more, she knew exactly what buttons to push to annoy him, and considering Chester cared not if she lived or died... Things would get fun.
She was brought out of her daydreaming as one of Mujihi's unwilling goons turned up, rope in hand and a terrified look to his face, Chester knew she would finally get to speak to Exitium, and she was looking forward to it. Letting the goon replace the floor cuffs with the rope, Chester was dragged through the halls, barely being able to keep up, even with the goons little help. Finally reaching the doors to what Chester believed to be Exitium's lair, she took a breath and plastered on a fake smile as she was dragged through the doors, looking right up to Exitium... How she couldn't wait to tell him all she wanted. "Exitium, long time no see, buddy... How's Itami?" Smirking slightly, Chester moved her gaze onto Mujihi, "Mujihi, im disappointed you didn't come collect me yourself... We always have so much fun..." |
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Exitium Hakai
Demon
"Life is a waste, people exist to be destroyed"
Posts: 85
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Post by Exitium Hakai on Mar 8, 2015 23:05:19 GMT
Exitium nodded to Mujihi. Of course he could trust her to get the job done. She'd never failed him before, and doing as he said before he himself even asked was a reoccurring habit of hers. "Excellent news, you must explain their details to me later. When we are alone to discuss." Exitium had believed the news would stop there, but no, Mujihi impressed him further. Cackling at the very mention of the name, Exitium lifted a hand to his chin. "Ah, the perfect toy. She was broken once, and I will take much delight in doing so again." Exitium purred. He mused over what he could do to the traitorous woman, who somehow didn't die. And above all, became some filthy Demon creation as well. She was as impure as a Demon could get, and Exitium planned on disposing her for her existence. However, if the biggest threat of Flood was somewhat weakened by his connection to Chester, then perhaps the bitch will be kept alive for now. Exitium chuckled, almost fading the noise of Art's pain into the background, before the scum thought he had the right to speak. Exitium growled, lifting Art up, only to smash his face hard on the ground, dislodging the tooth he'd not been able to remove himself. "There, your benevolent King has helped you, Slave." Exitium said, placing a foot over Art's head so he remained plastered to the floor as blood dripped from his mouth.
Fortunately for the slave, Chester was brought in, to distract Exitium's attention away. He smirked at the sight of Mujihi's work. It was good, not amazing, as the one who'd tortured Chester before deserved the most credit for a work of art when torturing. However, Exitium's smile was destroyed when Chester mentioned her name. He moved from Art, leaving him to Mujihi to mess with as he focused on Chester. He slapped her across the face hard, before gripping her jaw in such a vice grip that it cracked a little. "You have no right to speak her name, bastard Demon." Exitium spat. "Itami has died living on in the legacy I will create... unlike the one you cared for the most." Exitium finally found a reason to replace his fury with a sadistic grin. There could be more than the literal way to break Chester. "How did it happen? Oh yes, pained by being betrayed by the one he loved, Akvan killed himself, unable to handle anymore suffering. That pathetic worm died so he could escape the world you helped create, isn't that right?" Exitium began lifting Chester right off the ground with his one arm, "And now you'll experience what that poor bastard must have felt before he died, except this time, you won't be granted such a luxury as death."
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Post by Mujihi on Mar 9, 2015 21:08:42 GMT
Mujihi bowed down to Exitium once more, before taking a few steps away for him to enjoy the torturing of Art some more. She had no doubt that her king would be able to break Chester further, but she was a little disappointed that it wasn't herself to do so, Chester had such a lovely way of speaking back, a fight Mujihi enjoyed far too much. She could feel that she was getting closer, and the pain emitted from the girl was much more enjoyable then Art's... But she was use to the latters pain. Licking her lips, Mujihi went and picked up Art by his rope when Exitium went and dealt with the guest, but she didn't feel much like torturing the boy tonight, knowing he was needed, and Mujihi sometimes took her fun a little too far. "Be grateful that you have a job to do, and that, that bitch is here, because you would have been in much more pain..." Slamming his head on the ground, Mujihi gestured the others to keep him in place as Mujihi stood next to Exitium. "Sire, care for me to keep hold of this botch while you have your fun... It will allow you to physically cause her pain, and will be easier for you to focus on the pain written on her face." Grabbing the back of Chester's arms, Mujihi twisted them behind her back to keep her in place, before smiling slightly. "Oh, I also made sure this rope was different from the others. I knew of who Miss Itami was, and I found her work magnificent, Chester spoke ill of her a lot in the time I questioned her. I have made sure that this rope is more powerful then the rest, and possible for you to add in an extra power of your own."
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Art Senshi
Demon
"Being a Prince of both worlds is kinda awesome."
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Post by Art Senshi on Mar 9, 2015 21:42:48 GMT
Art didn't even know someone else was being brought in. After Exitium 'helped' him get the tooth out, Art was just a mess of a bruised, bloodied and empty face. He groaned a little, eyes going out of focus constantly. He felt the weight on his head being removed, but in return, a few moments later Mujihi came along to have a share of the fun. Art was mostly silent through her share of torture, resisting the urge to glare at Mujihi, fearing her almost as much as the Demon King. But hearing how he should be grateful, all including the pounding in his head from the concussion, and Art was spitting back at Mujihi's face. "Then send me on the damn job already." He almost growled. Mujihi moved to the other, poorly kept woman, whilst Art was held back by some Demon pests. He glared to them, knowing out of all Demons, these one's didn't have a place on the hierarchy, and so Art treated them like the dirt they were, and if he could he'd kick them right into the dirt. He was able to let his own pain die down, wincing away as this woman, Chester, was given a piece of Exitium's mind. Whatever she'd said, it really hit something in the Demon King. He wasn't pleased, and not in a casual disappointed way. Exitium was burning with hate, enough for Art to feel it in this sickly Dranar air. Art didn't like anyone in the room, they were all Demons, and deserve none of his respect. But this Chester, she seemed different, and anyone good enough to piss Exitium off this much was worth at least some of the Iwa's support. Besides, Art didn't like seeing others in pain, mostly just those in his clan, but pain in general was something he didn't like seeing on others. It made him glad that his magic weapons, although horribly deadly, was painless when inflicted. One would die slowly, as if getting more and more sleepy, before falling gently into death's sleep. So, even though Art didn't even know why he did it, he spoke out. "What about me, huh?" Art spoke out, pathetically weak in his first few words. Then he smiled a little, "You brought me here for a job, so are you going to let me go do it, or what?"
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Post by Chester on Mar 9, 2015 22:06:00 GMT
Chester groaned in pain but refused to let out a scream when she heard her jaw crack, she wouldn't let Exitium get that satisfaction. However, at the mention of Akvan, Chester's faux confidence cracked, and she felt a tear slip down her face. She should have known Exitium would do this, especially as she mentioned Itami... And she knew he was right, all of it... But she be damned if she let Exitium win against her, so her sadness disappeared as quickly as it came... She could handle whatever he dished out, and if by chance she died, then at least she could find Akvan in the after life and apologise for everything. She didn't care what happened to her after all. "Go right ahead. I wont break for the likes of you... Itami was a whore, and your just the guy she decided to charm into helping so that you wouldn't work against the slut... And she was easily killed, probably glad she didn't have to spend the rest of her pathetic life with the likes of her loyal little bitch." Chester smirked, and awaited for the blow assured to come... Either way, Exitium was going to torture her and eventually kill her... So why not go down without a fight... Two could play at the lost love game, but the thing is for Exitium. Chester had long since understood it was all her fault for Akvan's death, and had broken herself through the years because of it... And she may show weakness if mentioned, but there was no way he would break her.
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Exitium Hakai
Demon
"Life is a waste, people exist to be destroyed"
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Post by Exitium Hakai on Mar 9, 2015 22:37:45 GMT
Exitium wanted to break Chester beyond repair, but in some way, she was already broken. Her past meant she was a concrete wall, and would be very hard, if impossible to break down. No matter, Exitium hadn't been given a toy from his past to play with before. He'd be equally happy with one of this bitches brothers as well, all in pain reminded Exitium of the good times. Thinking like that reminded Exitium of something. He glanced to Mujihi as she took Chester's arms into a hold. "You are not granted the powers of Goddess of Pain without a reason, Mujihi." He complimented. "If you wish to fulfil my desires more, if you find any of the ones this bastard Demon treats like family, you have my permission, or rather my request, to slaughter them. But the Angel and Demon, Kakushin and Rurushu. If you managed to capture those two, I would reward you greatly, so long as they are brought to me." Exitium was amused as Art seemed to speak up, trying to save some time for his torture buddy, how cute. Exitium would have to make sure he was fixed beforehand. Turning around a bit, Exitium glanced his way, "Cocky, are we?" Exitium muttered, before holding out his hand to force Art's ribcage inwards sharply. There were a few satisfying snapping noises, "Don't forget, you can be replaced, Slave. Watch that tongue before I remove it." Exitium stated, forgetting the Iwa brat for now. Especially when Chester said what she said next, Exitium couldn't even focus on anyone else in the room. He forced his hand around her neck harshly, almost to the point of breaking Chester's neck right there and then. But Exitium resisted, although he kept onto his fury. No matter how much one spoke ill about Itami, Exitium never brought himself to cry over her death. He'd dropped tears once and only once in his life, and refused to feel grief ever again. Instead, it only fuelled his hatred of everything. Taking a deep breath, it looked like perhaps Exitium had calmed down, but no, he sent a mass of red from his missing arm, right into Chester's red rope to cause a massive shock of pain. After around five minutes of running his Oblivia energy dry on just torturing Chester from the neck piece, Exitium took another breath. This time, he broke out into a laugh. "Don't get this wrong, since your existence is to feel pain, to the point when nothing else affects you, a fact I will make sure you are very aware of.... But, you are right..." Exitium stated, glancing to Mujihi. "Itami was weak, so weak that she needed me to help her in the plan. I could feel her fear of me at every moment. But despite that, she was a work of art. To me, she was and is the perfect image of what a Demon should be. And in her death, I remember that work of art, and I will make sure this world is recreated to serve only to those Demons taking after her. I will make sure that world is made... And... to create that world, I must remove everyone I find a pest on my perfect world." Exitium smirked, leaning closer and pressing his hand around Chester's broken jaw. "Just picture it, this pain, but magnified, as I and Mujihi kill everyone you still care for... and don't think I don't know who they are. Gensho, Rurushu, Kakushin, that Human woman... Nanari was it?"
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Post by Mujihi on Mar 11, 2015 17:37:57 GMT
Mujihi was happy to do whatever asked of her, and disposing of Chester's family was not something she would go against. But Rurushu, her once blood related brother in human life, one she was told that protected not just her, but her sister as well from the clutches of their parents... That was a different matter, as she knew what Exitium could do, and what he was likely planning for them. But she could not refuse... Perhaps she could get away with just capturing the Angel. "Of course sire. I will begin scouting for the two come tomorrow, and I can assure I will do all in my power to bring them to you. As for the others this bitch here considers family, and those she could even come to think of so, I will dispose of immediately." Smirking slightly, Mujihi looked down to Art, the poor thing just desperate for a beating... But she allowed her king to attack, and just let the boys pain fill her, it wasn't nearly as satisfying as Chester's right now, but it would do. But at her words, Mujihi gave a slight laugh, this girl had fire, and just didn't seem to back down... In some respects, Mujihi admired that, but that didn't stop her from tightening her hands around her back and letting herself be powered for days with the pain that Mujihi could even see come off Chester. It was even rarer for Mujihi to feel pain from the inside of one, it not ever being magnified enough for her to grasp at it... But once Exitium said his piece, Mujihi felt addicted to the sweet pain of a figurative breaking heart that Chester just let be uncovered, enough to allow her to close her eyes in sweet, sweet bliss. "Sire, I suggest the mention of her family is to be saved for special moments... It breaks her inside, I can feel it, but the more you use it, the more likely she is to ignore it... Trust me, I would know." Mujihi couldn't wait to be let lose with torturing Chester again, if she was allowed... Breaking such a determined, uncaring figure would be such satisfaction.
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Art Senshi
Demon
"Being a Prince of both worlds is kinda awesome."
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Post by Art Senshi on Mar 11, 2015 19:49:39 GMT
Art knew he was going to be punished for speaking that way. He was usually hurt for talking in general, so speaking with a foul tongue was much worse. And Exitium made sure the boy realized that with his attack. The Demons holding Art back were given a tough job to keep Art still as his chest was forced into collapsing. It felt like being crushed under a mass of earth, except from the side. Coughing out blood, Art kept his mouth shut this time. He'd done what he could to get attention to him, but this Chester wasn't doing herself any favours. But Art had to hand it to her for getting the King so angry. Her pain was wince-worthy, but Art couldn't help but smile as he could sense the anger and hurt to Exitium's tone, even if the Demon King was too emotionless and evil to dare show it otherwise. Swallowing down some of the blood and pain, Art only lifted his head to smile towards Chester. It was a respectful glance, one not many Demons would ever get from Art. But she'd managed to anger Exitium to a point none had truly done before, and that was impressive. Plus, they were both here, receiving the torture from the two most sadistic individuals of the Demon race. And in that sense, they had something in common. Though he couldn't talk, or rather feared the consequences, Art did scoff at Mujihi's point. Her, have family? There was no way the Goddess of Pain deserved such a luxury. Spitting on the ground quietly, Art raised his head to smirk slightly at Mujihi, just picturing the evil witch having such a thing as 'family' or even friends.
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Post by Chester on Mar 11, 2015 20:34:20 GMT
Chester smiled as she got Mujihi involved with affairs. The witch having no idea what she was getting into by going after Ru and Kaku under the impression she could capture them, or kill the others. But Chester didn't focus on that right now, instead she focused on the kid who was at Exitium's mercy, trying to find a way to help... But he was doing himself no favours by talking back... The thought was quickly broken when a tightness gripped around her neck, one that took away her breath.. She hit a sore spot, and would happily do so again, but before she could, Chester let out a pained scream, her neck feeling as if someone was sending bolts of unbelievable pain right into her very nerves... It was the most pain she had felt in a while, and even she couldn't put on a brave face to overcome it. A good five minutes later, and Chester was gasping for breath, any little bit of oxygen she could find... It was not something she wished to go through again, but to get such a rise out of Exitium... Well that was worth it. Chester laughed to herself with every word that Exitium said, it was a futile attempt to make it seem as if he cared, or didn't, depending on how one looks at it... But at the mention of her family, and the thoughts on what he would do to them filled her mind, something in Chester snapped. "DONT YOU TOUH THEM YOU BASTARD... YOU ALREADY HAVE ME DONT YOU? WHY GO AFTER THEM TOO... Or are you really still acting like Itami's loyal little bitch even after her death? Because she never cared you know... Ever, not for you or anybody else. She sold her body to anyone who could give her sweet satisfaction... And the second she got what she wanted, that person could go straight to hell. What a demon should be you say? Tell me Exitium, there are so many people who would rather die fighting trying to kill you, then sit perfectly happily in your 'perfect' world. Because trust me, such a feat doesn't exist. Your weak and pathetic, you sit here like a frightened child while you get other fuckers to your bidden... You think you can kill every pest in your way? You couldn't even kill my boredom."
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