A New Era: [Kings/Queens Thread]

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..”..The King has finally been replaced by those of new blood. And the King Celebrates the passing of the old king in honor and dignity.. how.. Un-demon like. Yet.. how refreshing.”


Inami had said as she was traveling through Sirsa Lands. She hadn’t finely adorned herself, as proven by her sisters and family as a whole, the lack of a need to be vain was more likely a hereditary thing then it was social. She hadn’t paused to deliberate when she had gotten a formal invitation at the crack of midnight to join in celebration of the late kings passing, she had merely gone there out of respect and interest to see what the new king might be like. So she had arrived in a bustling gathering of mainly those who where residence of the Sirsa Nation, demons which seemed to be frolicking and jovially partaking in a celebration for the newly deceased. So as her Amber Eyes had scanned the Crowd’s she had also decided on her own contribution to the event, which was she herself as a fellow ruler was going to give this late demon rulers body the right of passing, sending the soul off to hell where it would find true peace, a fate deserved by those deemed fit to possess it.


So with a forlorn expression customary in mourning, Inami on her way to the meeting place, had raised her hand and came to a standstill stop in the middle of the crowd. She knew these people where not her nation nor her subjects. She was an outsider in name and mannerisms. Being an outsider meant she had to watch particularly what and how she worded things when she spoke. Which was why she held her hand up, while not the ruler for this domain, she still knew that her status as a queen was something that could not be denied the respect due to it. And as such she also couldn’t deny the respect due to those who had passed on. Before all those eyes the queen of brutes cleared her throat and began to speak, her words loud and clear echoing across the gathering in its entirety.


“..Demons, You Of Sirsa have lost a great ruler, but have gained one in turn that remembers the customs of respect. I did not know nor was I close to the Late King, but I came here out of respect for the past the legacy he left behind, and in respect of the one who now will lead in his stead. It is sad to loose someone so important, but it is joy to gain a man of caliber who can replace that king and possibly live to exceed that persons reputation. So do not think of this in mourning but , think of it in Joy! You have a new king, a new king means changes will happen. So keep your heads high, and live with the kings wishes in your heart. That is all. “


Inami said her voice rumbling with clarity and honest sincerity in her little speech. After she turned the speech done, she had begun to make her way to the meeting place of choice. There wasn’t really much in the late kings estates, but there didn’t need to be wealth or power. A kingdom was defined by its people, not wealth or other trivial things. As such Inami wasn’t bothered by the sparseness or barren attire. She didn’t care nor notice , she just instead using a droplet of her blood, and abit of demon magic, conjured up a chair for herself to sit in. Her Amber eyes drifting aimlessly and her expression both somber but also calculating.


She hadn’t just come here to be stood up or ignored. As she had been invited she came, both to gauge this new king, and to see what he was made of. If he possessed the honest determination and responsibility of his subjects, and how he was going to change and better the lands he had been given to govern. As she being new to the job knew the demands and concentration it required. It needed passion and more then that it needed perserverence and grit to keep the nation afloat, and to manage these things. Many Aspired , Few Reach , so she was here to see a new face of one who made it into the top percent of demons, the few that ever reached the dizzying heights of kings and queens. She had come to gauge potential, and pay respects. Now she calmly waited collected and cool for the rest of the party to arrive.

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The skies above this vast nation were all but turning to a dull grey and becoming darker in its appearance as this dreary day drifted on. It was a rather somber time within Demon World in the wake of the Sirsa Land's King's death being confirmed. It wasn't often that a demon of his caliber died, so to have such an event occur was undoubtedly going to cause a shake up and ripple effect throughout the demonic realm. Someone new was going to have to take the throne as per tradition. Henceforth, it was heard that The Demon known as Dayalu had been chosen by the Royal Family of The Sirsa Land to take over the helm and guide their country into the new age. Without much response from The Demon God itself, it seemed that this was a ruling that appeared to have become accepted by demonkind. Therefore, a somber and celebratory festival was planned by this country to honor the memory of their King and celebrate the birthing of a New King. And -- The Demon Queen of The Capital Nation was invited as well.

Having received word of all of today's events through an invitation left at the Asthavon Manor by Dayalu, the request was taken and The Royal Asthavon saw fit to make her entrance in this little ceremony. Word had it that the other royalties and figureheads within Demon World were going to show up, so it was only befitting that she'd play her part as Queen of Demon World and pay her respects. Therefore, she made all of the Sirsa Lands know of her arrival through mass telepathic command. There was no need for words at this point as most would know the intent of Mana's aura. It was akin to being shot over the head with a .40 caliber bullet; making it so the contents of her desire were being injected and projected into the minds of the masses.

So with a loud explosion of energy that snapped the attention of the party goers, the aura of lunacy rained down upon the lands around them as The Queen of Demon World made her descent towards the festival. Materializing out of a series of bats that started squeaking and shrieking throughout the landscape, they all converged into one point and began forming into Mana Asthavon. First, a raven colored dress and black bolero were forged as the demoness's pale skinned body took shape. Next, the dress extended down to her thighs and a white ribbon poofed on to her right side like a gust of fresh air. Following that, her legs sprouted out to the space around them and with them came black leggings and high-heeled pumps. Stretching out to the world itself, Mana's arms had taken root not too long after; coating each of her hands within a pair of onyx shaded gauntlets immediately afterward.

Exhaling a breathe of cold air, The Queen opened her gem shaded eyes and pierced the lands below her; stabbing the landscape itself with a surge of ominous atmosphere. As her vertebrae shaped horns started to extent out of The Asthavon's skull, thick wings that resemble a bats came to flourish out of The Hell Maiden's backside and flapped in the cool breeze. By the time she was fully formed, it did not take The Demoness too long to reach the earth from one mile up in the air. In the blink of an eye, she was none too far from the ground and she could only chuckle with a dull tone at the sights she paid witness to.

Coming across an empty mass of land within the mountains of The Sirsa Lands, the rocky and sandy area around them seemed like quite -- the dump -- compared the lavish surroundings of The Capital City. Perhaps this was something that would change under the rule of Dayalu, perhaps not. In this conundrum of thought, the beauty of the future was that it was always so predictable. Much like the actions of The Demon Queen herself that made others get on edge. However, she was not here to pick a fight despite the history between herself and The Danava of "Hope".

Nay, she was merely here on business -- and to see her sister. Knocking two birds out with one stone seemed to be the key point of this little get together they were having. Therefore, Mana would fold her arms and listen to the words that echoed out of Inami's mouth as she kept her distance from the crowd at first. After the gist of her speech was digested into Mana's system, a yawn was had and she could only shake her head out of amusement. Although it seemed disrespectful, it was anything but. The impression that the last king left on her -- wasn't noticeable at all. In fact, she barely heard a peep out of the old coot until the poor simpleton kicked the bucket. So saying such high and mighty words to a man who did nothing great was rather laughable, but commendable to Mana for her sister to try and tolerate.

"Ah, sorry about that, dearies. I was just under the impression we were here to drink, make merry and have a good word about the new king. You see, the former King didn't leave much of a mark; least you take a look at the crumbling city around you." Twirling her finger in a whimsical fashion, Mana pointed at all of the drab, stone and dirtied surroundings around them to make a point. Some people seemed to be relieved by the words echoing out of the sister, most remained neutral and a few seemed rather -- ticked -- in the signs of hardened gazes. But, the latter were but the minority and were silenced under the threat of being purged by The Demon Queen.

"So I'll leave my best wishes towards and all of that sugary' good stuff in the hopes that your new King will be able to achieve something greater than what your former one left behind. After all, you sweet thangs ain't got much else to look forward to it seems." With that, The Demon Queen would roll her wrist and formulate her own throne to sit on none too far from Inami. Unlike her siblings chair, Mana's was comprised of her primary element: The Shadows. Taking a soft sigh to enjoy the surroundings a bit, Mana rested her right hand underneath her chin and wondered if things would turn more intriguing by the time Dayalu showed up.

"Oh, right. Hello there sister. Goodbye sister." Taking a quick glance towards Inami's direction, Mana would wink at her before closing her eyes after. It almost seemed as if she would be prone to falling asleep if it weren't for the fact she wanted to confirm the rule of this new King.

As thus far -- Mana was less than impressed with the boring tone of this obligatory meeting in a desolate place. Maybe that is why she often kept herself contained within The Demon Capital.

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“ Ey Mana-Nee. I didn’t know if you were actually going to make a grand appearance here, it’s quite nice to see you.. however “

Inami had begun the customary greetings, and made some small talk, her soft but bland voice just dripping with boredom, as she had come here out of respect and more to try to keep the rioting to bare minimum while also seeing what kind of person the new king would turn out to be. However.. sadly this king didn’t seem to know when to arrive to his own gigs so to speak. As he was the king but he wasn’t here yet. Fundamentally that translated to Inami, that she didn’t need to act like a formal prude with a stick up her anus just yet. So skipping the small talk, Inami very clearly displaying the fact she wasn’t one that cared for outside opinions; Would have gotten up and walked to her sister before she had bent down, and coiled her arms around her, hugging her as she remembered she hadn’t fully thanked Mana or frankly Khala for putting up with her during her .. “..Manic” period in the Australian War-Arc. Hence why she would have smiled widely and said kind of in a joking/mildly miffed tone.

.. “..Has the doom and gloom affected your sense of kinship?.. You flew all this way, and I know it wasn’t entirely for the dump out here.. and yet you greet your sister, who very much missed you, and then tried to get off the hook easily by pulling off one of your “Dead-Like naps of yours. . . Am I wrong Mana-Nee?”

She said softly, not using her commanding queenly voice, but a quieter voice reserved for family , loved ones and ultimately friends. Although she knew either Mana would comply, or beat the crap out of her in surprise, she would wholly welcome either response in the entirety, knowing that quite frankly? It would be more amusing then waiting for the king while unsure citizens gave her the perpetually eternal “Stank Eye” Or Hereditary and Oddly Befitting “Death Stare” Most of all she wasn’t going to be horribly bored to death while her sister got to escape such irritations by sleeping it off till the king actually decided to show up and get this morbid festival a moving. Which was why, she had almost purposefully used a slightly greater then neccisary amount of force. Hopefully or illogically causing the Throne to topple down with a light playful thud.

“..Mana, has anything interesting been going on with you? Or any recent events that you find amusing. . . Since starting my own duties I don’t really get out much quite as often anymore. “

Inami said this but she honestly didn’t care about the state of affairs, as she had said this particularly so that the crowd would be drawn to the cover, and not hear the next words which she would then have quite craftily bent down and whispered in her sisters ear under her breath. As this was really the topic that she wanted to ask her, being as she was concerned about the news that had been reaching her over the last few weeks. Such as instabilities in the world at large, and individuals losing their marbles over trivial and unbefitting situations.

“..Sister about khala, is she in regards to her sanity, in good condition. I haven’t seen her since she decided to ransack the soul society and was acting completely deficient in the head. Its not my place, but I need to know this for my own sake.. and the general situation with the quincy as I haven’t been able to find the time to look into that shit due to my queenly duties. . .


Inami had finished now, her lips parting as she let out a exhale, quite comfortable with standing or sitting, as her own throne seemed to disintegrate into its base components and the core strings which she had used in conjunction with everything else to keep the throne together in its entirety. From there she would pause, and let out a harrumphing sound, stretching slightly , and then she would have exhaled, letting out a soft murmur before she would give her full attention till the others arrived to mana-nee. Both out of respect.. and because there was literally nothing else worth doing at the legitimate moment. As.. it had turned out to be.. a very un-enjoyable waiting game.

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Dayalu Seishin
Demon King of Sirsu
Davana of Hope & Reincarnation

Dayalu found the events around him going by quite quickly, within his life, he had never immersed himself into the lives of others, than he has in the past year's time. The other thing that amazed him, was how effecting these events were on others as well, the stand that he took in Chaya, and becoming the ruling figure of this nation were things that would not be forgotten. To be exact actually, those that had survived with him, had found themselves reborn, however Dayalu has convinced them of not directly standing against Shadow Fall and Mana. Long throughout his life, he has been neutral to the likes of them, it was form this that he was free of the conflict, especially since he was also in no position to deal with them either. It was during his force back into Sirsa that, also made him meet the former king of this nation, he was glad that he was able to meet such a person. It was the former King that taught him that neutrality and silence was sometimes the best thing to do for others. Even though this place wasn't in the best of shape, Dayalu took notice that it was still a place that was growing, and a place that had so many different individuals within it. He quickly learned also, however, that with every action the kind made, an equal reaction came so from his people, but from certain groups especially. The acceptance of Dayalu even though the king was guessed to be aware of his circumstances was hit on by a few demons, not like it wasn't expected, but he could easily identify those that weren't and were, they kept together like groups at times. It was these many groups that made up this demon nation and many others. But unlike the others, Sirsu still had a lot of growing to do, meaning that a piece of the puzzle missing, could be a major loss.

This was also the reason that Dayalu was running a bit behind on meeting up with the Asthavon sisters, because depending on how he interacted with them, whether it be over the public matters of their nations, or the private matters of their relations through battle and war, would shape a different opinion for each group most likely. Whether were good, bad, or acted upon was something that he felt, needed to be kept in check. However he was currently held by the people in high regards by being not only the Davana of Hope as he has said so himself, but also because their King's silence towards the end of his life, gave no hatred among the people for him or his heir. The statements made by both Inami and Mana reached his ears as he approached the meeting place, he decided to approached by his ash form, blowing in the wind as his shadow movement led the way through the wind. As he came before the area that the two sisters had gathered around, he descended, and within a quickening twister, the pieces of a complex puzzle came together, in an eye's view it would seem as if Dayalu as a whole stepped out form the air to float down a little to land with both feet on the ground.

During this float, he addressed the queens and the crowd. "I thank you all for coming, and joining me in celebrating the passing of the Former King!"

Turning to specifically Mana & Inami, he would say "As for those of Sirsa, I hope you all, will welcome all visitors with open arms, as if one of our own, for this is a day to respect the former king, and in the case of the visiting Royalty, I hope all will give them as much respect as you give me or more so, upon this day." He stated, hoping this would at least sedate anything erupting fro the people that had problems with the Asthavon family and the other nations. He knew and he was well aware that the probably knew that not everyone here was supportive of them, not like their were truly expected, but it was something that didn't need to be so revealed today. With a final statement, turning mainly to the crowd, things would finally get started with this celebration.

"Let this celebration begin!"

With that the crowd roared in response and began to enjoy themselves, as Dayalu once again, switched his attention back to the Queens. " I'm glad that you accepted my invitation today. I know that my actions in the past towards Shadowfall and your family have made this quite difficult, and by being here, I hope you have decided to forgive me, but I would like to know for sure, so I must ask, shall we be walking down a future of peace?" He would ask sincerely, hoping for a good answer from them.

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A yawn. A Glance. And a Chuckle.

Those were the first three things Mana could pull herself to do when Inami started addressing her. This gathering was growing duller by the second for the unentertained Queen of Demons. Her attention, at this point, was like a fading star in the night sky. So drab, so dirty and so -- not worth her time. If it weren't for the fact they were royalty she'd be incline to take the shape of a bat and flap out of here. But alas -- she DID need to show SOME form of Queenship afterall. And that meant mulling through these boring affairs.

"Eh?"

That was the simple retort The Wicked Asthavon made when her sister started hugging her. So lost in her own thoughts and interests, The Demoness had all but forgotten that she was even there for a few moments. Thus, a slow blink was given to her as Mana patted Inami's head with her left as a dog would receive pat from its master. In this moment, Mana saw her as a starved puppy seeking affection. So the comparison, in her mind, was befitting. Hence, why a low laugh with a grim undertone to it muttered out from The Demon Queen's mouth.

"'Sugah, I don't think ya' understand the difference between gloom....and outright boredom. This place reeks of filth, The King has about as good of time management skills as an infant and I don't much care for being taken away from my pleasures." Rich in that texan twang of hers that she was so fond of, the southern accent of the Queen was thick, but it seemed so -- drained and weary.

Placing her right hand underneath her chin, The Royal Asthavon's eyes became rather jaded and another dead yawn escaped the woman's lips. In doing so, others in the area who called themselves "loyalist" started scowling; but held their tongue out of respect -- and fear of upsetting The Queen. Taking an annoyed glance at the folks around her, Mana could only give a miffed roll of the eyes. A look that inferred "she couldn't care less" about their plight against her rule.

"So sorry that I'm not the brightest light in the room, sweetie. I ain't tryin' to play much of anythin' with ya', but this here place? Yah' darlin', this place is about as fun as shootin' up a needle filled with holy water in the far side of my rear." Even with most fibers of her body being so disinterested in this affair, Mana could still find delight in her own sense of humor as she let out an amused chuckle. S'pose if no one else laughed at her humor, she'd find it befitting to laugh in place.

"Baby. Me and Ashlei may be having a baby soon."

Out of nowhere, that was the heavy bombshell that was so informally dropped from Mana's lips in response to Inami's question. Letting out another dim sounding yawn, The Queen rubbed her chin once more and turned her sluggish-looking eyes towards Inami's direction. A questionable eyebrow rose in response to her "not getting out" enough.

If she was Queen -- should she not dedicate a specific time for her own pleasures? That was an absurd notion that she lacked time to do what her heart fancy'd -- to say the least. To be a slave to her people was what it had been beginning to sound like to the sleepy-eyed demon. 'Twas one thing to never serve ones people, 'twas another to never have a single ounce of time to serve yourself.

"Aya-aya, why dontcha' ya' just set boundaries in 'yer home, hun? Ya' can't run around here exhaustin' ya' self like a bargain based floozy that lets every John and Mary creep up her skirt. Carve out time for you AND ya' kingdom; or you'll end up as dead as Dayalu's sense of humor."

Flicking away dust from her eyes, Mana let out another dry yawn when she was finished speaking and took a curious gaze at Inami when "Khala" was brought up. That case -- was something that needed to be spoken of telepathically -- rather than vocally. So, with those thoughts in mind, Mana twapped The Chaya Queen's head for mentioning such things outloud.

"Keep that stuff in 'ye head, ya tart."

Grumbling with a loathsome tone, Mana started driving the connections of their families bond to begin conveying all sorts of thoughts and emotions into the consciousness of Inami. Without the need of words, the sensation that Khala was "OKAY" could be patched into her mind. Visuals of the Castle of Causality, deep within the 666th Layer of Hell, were than shown to her. It was a colossal fortress that damn near appeared to be its own planetoid mass. It hovered high in the air and into the heavens that had nothing but white skies all around it. Zooming in on this mammoth of a structure, the tallest most peak of it became viewable to each of The Queen's.

It was there, in this tower, where Khala was resting. In her a hibernative state, a bruised, but still alive Khala was seen laying in shackles and chains as she well put into slumber. There were many strong surges of love for the current Captain Commander, Iriko Crow, flowing within her head. While the ominous shadow of power that was The Demon God had loomed in the back of her head as she held back his devilish ambitions. It felt like there was a hurricane of emotions, thoughts and desire within the girl; but the Heart of The Demon God seemed -- happy -- and as if she could control it.

Click.

Like the dropping of a phone call, the transmission of thoughts was over.

The Queen had enough of -- that connection,.Mana saw fit to cut out of that bond towards her fellow sister. Taking a harsh sigh, Mana gave her a stern look. An expression that said: "ARE YOU SATISFIED NOW?" Undoubtedly -- this was a subject that Mana did not want to discuss any further. After divulging that much information about their sisters current condition, it was up to those parties to sort out manners. There was going to be a long road of recovery to clean up the mess that Goddess invoked i n the world, but now was neither the TIME nor PLACE for such a thing.

But alas -- at least the events around them were picking up. Sensing a sharp pulsation in the air, Mana was able to perceive the presence of Dayalu descending upon the area.

"And there is the Royal Bastard~!"

As The Asthavon began twirling her left wrist in a whimsical fashion, the voice of The Queenly Ruler became more jovial and amused. There was a sense of relief that washed over her. A wave of relief that was similar to waiting for an appointment at The Doctors office, and, finally, after what seemed like eons of waiting, hearing your name called. That same sense of sharp excitement rose within The Demon Queen when The King's aura was detected. Mana was thrilled the shadows of boredom could finally be shattered now Dayalu had brought his slow-behind to the gathering.

...Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. More, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. And more, blah, blah, blah.

That was the mental sounds of what Mana perceived his formalities as. Obligatory greetings were such a bore to her. Rolling her wrist, she motioned for him to get on with it already. Her patience was running low for this drab and dull occasion.Although, she would play nice and wave to the crowd when he directed his glance towards her. The Reagle Demoness felt that she should AT LEAST do that much.

"And let my boredom end already for the love of sweet Demon God's sake." Muttered Mana around the same time Dayalu cried for the celebrations to start.

Watching The Sira King come closer to them, The Queen motioned for Inami to get off her darn lap already and make herself look decent. Moving that left hand of hers off her chin, Mana became more attentive and gave him a small smirk as her emerald green eyes pierced into his.

"Oh my, oh me. I'd be nothing but a prude if I declined such a fancy lil' invention when all 'da lovely lil' sugah's and hunnies of Demon World's PRIME royalty were gatherin'. I just WOULDN'T be able to sleep with 'mah self if I were to miss such a thing!" One would almost assume that she was being sarcastic with the playful tone of her vice, but her coyful smirk could indicate otherwise.

"Blah, don't worry ye' lil' head about that past incident. I've got bigger fish to fry these days and so long as you don't pull a stunt like that again. So I'll promise I won't send any slimey tendrils down your backside..." Pausing for a moment, Mana placed her right index finger on her lip and giggled. "...well, more like 99.9% promise!"

"As for all 'dat sweet talk of peace? Simple: do not tread on me, and I won't tread on me." Smiling and flicking Dayalu's nose, Mana let out a small chuckle and said her final piece on that subject:

"Like the song goes: you can take what you want, but you better NOT take it from me!"

Having spoken those whimsical, yet foreboding words; Mana clasped her hands together and tilted her head down to give him a more cheerful smirk.

"Welcome to the jungle, 'sugah. Now tell me, what is ya' plan from this place onward? Surely ya' didn't call me out here just to waste my time with these simplistic celebrations."

Snapping her fingers, as if she remembered something she long forgot, Mana's eyes seemed to light up. In but a mere few moments, a book that seemed as black as the night itself poofed into her lap. Taking a close look into Inami's face, then into DAyalu's face; Mana snickered and opened up the book to unveil pages that were as red as the blood of man.

"Speaking of treadin' on thangs, I'd have to ask ya, on behalf of our Saanatic God, to place ya hands on each of the pages. Dayalu, take the right. Inami, take the left. 'Tis a simple pledge not to tamper with the will of ol' Deveta. The guy is harmless and wants to be left alone, so just do it for our creators sake. Most KIng and Queen's usually go through this lil' pledge at some point."

With that said, she'd pause and await to see what their reactions would be.

"Well, unless ya' scurred."

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"..." Inami had listened but after all the information from and about khala, and even further down the road, however she had opened her eyes some, the picture of the inner most circle of hell.. the deepest part of the abyss. That caused something inside her to twist and contort and yearn to be free. It was all good and well that Khala was doing okay, but something was off. Like in the way that through conversation even via telepathy. Just by the flow and the sudden-ness of the images being shut off afterwards? That made her certain that there was probably a great deal that her sister was refusing to tell her. Refusing to share with her, while she herself would have felt an empty shell of hatred , just a shred which was indescriminately extinguished in the abyss that had carved a cavernous hole inside her heart. However she could feel her self rapidly hitting the maxim. . . the limit to the tom-foolery that she could take in this case and situation. Yet as the words kept piling up her mind would have continued to have fractured thoughts. This influx of information and then even the fact that mana had disciplined her, these where not sisterly actions. Boredom, the queen of demons herself was treating inami like someone who could be quite literally ordered around at a beck and call. At this point though she seemed to just not care, she would have rose from the girls lap and at this point she would have allowed her mouth to remain in a cheery fake-smile.

However inami would have slowly walked past dayalu. Merely walked past him as if she suddenly was very very tired. Even her sisters talking all of it would be drowned out by her own mentality for the time being. It was very simple .. she was in shock and in.. a strange mood of absence. Like she had fully decided to remove herself from the situation, and by that she slowly would have sat down and allowed her eyes to slide shut while random demons seemed to prod at her thinking she wasn't really worth her title.. she just was a kid after all, nothing more and nothing less. Hence why as she let her sister talk, She had slowly listened and agree'd to some of the positions and arguments made by her sister. . As to peace where dayalu was concerned.. she didn't feel any single shred of kin-ship with the davana and as such she didn't extend her hand.. or even her attention to the male what so ever. She was in a cestpool of emotions.. stagnated emotions which seemed to change in her mind every second. Anger.. Confusion. Interest.. Intriguement. Boredom. She couldn't decide on one simple thing which was honestly why as Inami had taken a deep breath she felt the heat from her hell-fire slowly rising up around her shoulders.. just minimally but enough. Her eyes shifting merely glancing up at mana like this all was boring her as she said something about a book. . That was when she kind of seemed to snap entirely.

Rouge hell energy, would assimilate from her body as the individuals poking her would be deepfried and broiled to a crisp. It was simple, very simple as from her mouth slid out in a distant tone.. ".. May satan come and sate my soul, . . . Satan soul activate" Blood would burn crimson now as individual demon markings all over the queens skin would flare vibrating like a light which was burnt red or a kindled fire in the dark. Demonic energies would quickly be replaced entirely. Dissipating to nothing as it was replaced with the miasma and energy of hell which would radiate completely outwards while her body itself was still covered by the veil of black flames. Black hell fire which consumed her and hid her. While a indistinct voice.. began to speak.. in a tone of indifference.. as if this all even the queen of demons herself.. was incredibly boring.

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Dayalu Seishin
Demon King of Sirsa
Davana of Hope & Reincarnation

It seemed like his lateness had costed him a quite a bit, out of the two sisters in different ways. Where Mana was bored, however still at least giving some kind of response and presence, it seemed as if Inami had flown her mind out of things around her, as she seemed to take little to no notice of his actions and words tat he said to her and Mana. Normally one would be angered by their words being said to something along the lines of a brick wall, but he supposed that was her own choice, and he would have to respect that until otherwise. The words of Mana, however were much nicer to see and hear, as it was things along the line of what he was hoping would be a response. He took into account what she said about how she wouldn't retaliate against him over his past, so long as he didn't pull things like it again, saying even herself, "you may take what you want, but you better not take it from me.". It reminded him how much different in some ways that Earth was from Demon World after all, he had been in the Realm of the Living a great deal before his return, and now becoming King of a Demon Nation. So long as you didn't step certain lines and survived, it was for you to do as you wished almost. He could expand and grow this Kingdom as he pleased, so long as it didn't go against the plans of the other kingdoms, otherwise conflict, would most likely arise from it.

The crowd all around them were just trying to enjoy themselves, so much less focus and notice was upon the gathered royals, but even others were taking note of how Inami, the Queen of Chaya was at the moment. Dayalu wasn't sure if this would be emphasized to others or not, but the queen was definitively not acting as she usually was. At least, this is what came to Dayalu's mind as he thought about it, would be quite a surprise to him, if this was a typically thing for her, in her position. Mana continuing with what she was saying, would welcome him to the jungle, or more so, the world of demon royalty. Then came the question about what were his plans, she seemed to add the fact, that she hoped that he hadn't called her out here, just for this small ceremony. It was a good thing that Dayalu had come prepared with his plans, however, he was not intending to share them unless it was asked, and even then, there was certain plans that he would keep to himself, of course, goals that the other nations didn't need to interfere in. " Ah yes, my plans at the moment are currently more so focused on improving what is already within the boundaries of Sirsa, as you've already noticed, the place is not in the best of condition as the other nations, however it is still growing, something that i can hope to bring to full swing later on, as with growth, comes more improvement." He stated to her.

"As for my own goals, I hope to make myself better known to the population and further establish my rule, many groups exist in this nation compared to most of demon world, I believe this played a part in why I was chosen, as I was one of few that various groups in the city don't hate and are willing to be lead by me. With this, I would like to tell you, should you need my assistance in something, please ask me, for that should please those that wholeheartedly support the Asthavon Family & Shadow Fall within this city pleased." He explained.

From there, attention would have to be shifted to elsewhere as it seemed Inami was going through some form of transformation after she uttered some kind of phrase to trigger it. It seemed to be at such an inappropriate time since Mana was speaking about a pledge to Touketsu, the Demon God, that pretty much all of the demon kings and queens have done so, themselves. However, it seemed, whatever Inami had become was against taking this pledge and even more so stated as if Inami was a different person, from the being that was before him, and to be quite honest, there was quite a difference between the two in terms of personality and appearance, however, without doubt, they both shared the same body as the other. This peaked his attention, since it was not something that he had ever seen occur within the likes of another demon so far. As far as the pledge went for Dayalu, he really didn't mind it at all, mostly because he never really had a problem with that of the demon go, the actual problems typically, actually laid with the likes of Mana and Shadow Fall. Two things that were in ways connected to him, but not directly, and often times, they were not directly under his control either, but the did loyally serve his rule. "I have no problem making this pledge." He responded to Mana with. Then he would turn to Satan's Soul and say something to her. "I'm not quite sure if I should call you Inami, but, anyway, I hope that I did not cause you to leave, and hope you could return another time, after all, I have not said much to you, and as a native from Chaya, I would very much like to not leave any bad between us." He said, with a bow at her departure, at least the departure that he wouldn't interrupt, he wasn't so sure, what Touketsu or Mana had in mind for the Queen.

Dayalu began to wonder what would come next and if Inami would end up leaving the celebration and meeting far early than expected. The other part was, who did she have to go meet, but that was not his own business to question such things, so he would have to listen to others and see what happens after it has occurred.

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The shift was felt in the air and within the connection. Something had changed like a light switch within Inami; Mana was observant enough to notice that much. With a tired sigh, The Demon Queen rolled her wrist and blew away most of the other demons who were heckling The Chaya Queen. In a surge of titanic wind gust, a devastating gust of air scattered the hecklers hundreds of feet away as if they were nothing more than flies being swatted at. And, to be truthful, they were to Mana. Buzzing, buzzing with the sounds of nothing worthwhile or productive to say; these people were beginning to resemble those pesky vermin.

Nevertheless, they weren't worth much of her attention at this point, despite the crowd beginning to get unruly. Just what could they do to her? Nothing at this point. There were only so many super powered beings throughout existence who had a chance of hurting her out of the tens, if not, hundreds of billions of spirits that comprise this reality. So let them get mad. Let them vent their frustrations. It would all prove to be -- futile. Much like the obvious bipolar shift in her sisters own temper tantrum that seemed to be playing out for all to bare witness to.

Although Mana was no mind reader, through the bond they shared, and her affinity for instabilities in general through her Danavahood, it wasn't hard to tell that Inami was a whirlwind of unstable nature at this moment. In fact, the strain generating from her mind and body had been strong enough for The Demon Queen to even feast off of. Furthermore, through her connection to Deveta, this process could be almost done automatically.

Thus, Inami, in whatever shape or form she decided to take, may very well feel the pressure, nagging pains and unsteadiness of her mind beginning to whir down and move into a dull and quiet calm. This transition could be comparable to feeling as if one vomited a pool of refuse from the deepest part of bowels, only to feel the sweet jaws of relief once the waste had been expunged from their body.

"Crude." Those tired and irritated words were what slipped out of Mana Asthavon's mouth as the transformation into Satan Soul began. Holding out her hand, the excess amount of blood within the area seemed to freeze in motion. Moments after that command, the vast volumes of it seemed to retract and redirect themselves into a crimson and silver colored amulet fastened around The Demon Queen's neck.

As her right eye began glowing a dim shade of red, the presence of Deveta's will soon swamped the area like a murky and unwelcomed fog. Through the influence of Mana and The Demon God's power, most of the rioters in the area soon came to a hard cease and realized quite quickly what they were up against. Fortunately, The Demoness wasn't interesting in causing havoc today; but rather making sure the order of disorder was maintained in Demon World.

Henceforth, with a violent mental yank, Satan Soul's body may very well be pulled and manipulated by the force of Deveta to finish signing the book as originally intended. A simple, easy and fast process. "That is fine and good, but all it needed was a signature and not a dramatic speech." The dry words from Mana rang out in the air like daggers to the skin. Rubbing Inami's hair, there was a slight bit warmth behind The Queen's eyes.

"I don't blame you for acting unruly, but now is not the time for it." Dropping the accent altogether, this was a more stern and to the poiint Mana. Was she acting out of character? Mana questioned that as a soft sigh exhaled from her lips. The past few months had been nothing but grief, hardship and perilous events that were stacked one on top of another. Did her sister fail to realize that she was just stressed? The frequency of her feelings, from the bond that the Asthavon Nesting had, seemed to infer so.

"But don't assume my feelings so quickly. I am cold because I need my distance. That does not infer I don't love you, nor should it induce I'm hiding anything and it should certainly not cause those emotions to be invoked within you." Staring Satan Soul directly in the eye, Mana never broke eye contact during these words. During this pause in her exchange, from the probable consumption of Inami's instabilities, The Demon Queen may have indeed gotten a better grasp on her point of view by this time. So, after a quick rub of her temples, she'd go no.

"I've been through enough conflict these past few months to have ten lifetimes of stress for the average demon, and I'm not so quick to jump back down and reflect upon that hole I clawed my way out of. So forgive me if I'm quick to cut that connection off, but you are pressing matters that I'm not too keen on going back into.." With that said, she'd give Satan Soul a hug and then her attention towards King Dayalu as he was no doubt perplexed by all of the events that transpired around him like a cataclysmic toronado.

"Yes, yes. That all sounds fine, 'sugah. I'll form a truce and treaty with ya' to prevent these poor lil' souls from getting lost any further." Although her texan twang had returned, it seemed far more dismal and forced than before. Almost as if she were feeling a tad bit under the weather. "And ye' may proceed forward with your intentions for this country as well. We both thank ya for taking the pledge and welcome ya' into the ranks of Demon Royalty n' all that." Rolling her wrist whimsically, the book would slam shut after taking The Chaya and Sirsa King and Queen's pledge. Then, in a burst of red light, burst into a million pieces and fade away into the sky.

Gathering a look at the crowd, taking a glance at Satan Soul and looking at the darkening clouds above them; The Demon Queen was beginning to feel as if she should more than likely take her leave at this point. The effects she had on her sister did not bring her happiness, the crowd seemed as if they were itching for a fight and conversation between her and Dayalu was just -- drab and business. As a result, Mana would take her bow and begin to float away from the two of them with a cold and dejected expression across her face.

"I believe that should tend to affairs. Inami, you understand I can be reach in the palace if you need me. And Dayalu, if you require my communication, I'll give you my telepathic hotline. If nothing else is needed of me...I think I'm gonna take my leave, darlings." With those disheartened words, Mana's eyes would flicker, and if nothing indicated her having to stay any second longer, she'd dissipate into a flock of bats and morph herself back to The Royal Asthavon Palace within the Central Demon Nation to rest, recover and reflect within her mind about the state of the world, family and herself.

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"..Mana.. You misunderstand, don't leave just yet.. not until you listen to me..ok?.." Satan soul said slowly her arms winding around mana's own slender waist as her eyes slid to both sides as a huge ring of flames detonated and burst forth from the crevaces of the very ground that dayalu's nation was built upon. Smolderingly hot flames which would have one.. Clear message. "..Stay away" was the message the flames would infer. While satan soul leaned in so she would have her chin on the davana of madness's shoulder. Her realizations dawning due to her own precarious situation which had arose from dealing with inami's antics and immaturities. Which was why now.. she felt a kind of connection of sorts with the queen of demons, and one of deveta's chosen. So as she stood there she would continue to hold the demoness and say slowly. "..It's hard ain't it? Knowing what both you must do, and how it can affect your own kindred." Satan soul began her teeth biting on her lip some, as she struggled to phrase.. and show this "Comforting side" since.. she could sense the change in the likes of mana like one might feel a hole in their heart. That kind of lingering ache which just couldn't be smoothed. And that bad taste that it left in her mouth. Which was why she did the one thing she could do, she exhaled and if mana allowed it, she had linked the other half of the coin. The coin that couldn't be seen by just eating up madness, despair, chaos and disorder. She would link the hours of agonizing Inami spent over her sisters welfare from khala's mess. The different moments that Inami being the kid she was had wished that situations would blow over so that her sister would.. well be able to take a break. These memories which had filled inami's head like crazy would if allowed be shared with the elder asthavon sister. Explaining that her sister hadn't been trying to delve into the past, mostly anyways. But that it also was tied to her own kind of method to trying to assess how her sister was doing in the first place. After that though, Satan soul would exhale and allow her right hand to rub mana-asthavons back in a soothing way before saying slowly. "..Remember.. she's a child that just woke up not even a year ago from a 200 year or so nap. She has her short comings.. and i was trying to act in her best wishes.. now i see regrettably i was wrong. I can see though you may be a demon, that your love for your family still does run deep. Also though i did want to let you know. . . " Satan soul would say before she had exhaled and then said something which she could also tell inami clearly wanted to share with the queen of demons, but never had the know how, or the time to do so with her new found duties. "..Inami doesn't show it.. but she doesn't like seeing you stressed. and im going to tell you something you probably already know. Stress is something that can tear us apart. But if you let others help you shoulder that burden.. it also can be something that brings those you care about closer together.. Inami want's to help you.. the fact is though?.." Satan soul would continue to say before pausing and giving the queen of demons a little squeeze and then exhaled some before she'd say. the final bit. "..She really doesn't know how, which is what frustrates her. Though she herself.. doesn't quite understand that yet. Also though." Satan soul would then stand there seperating from the queen of demons, who many feared and many hated, but instead she just smiled slightly, and gave the demon queen a small kiss on the forhead, and then she would have said slowly, her own demenor shifting to a slightly softer and less war-like side. "..I won't be able to help this child forever.. my times numbered since one can't house conflicting energies for long. However..i view her almost like a baby bird trying to fly from the nest.. you however.. i don't know.. i feel like your pushing yourself .. too hard almost. and i don't want you all to forget family sticks together.. instead of going solo in times of hardship. If you want to talk.. im always here, i know its odd, but i feel as if i can relate to you.. to a degree.. So just remember if you need to talk.. as long as well i am allowed to stay and watch over this child. I can always be there for you as well.. However i probably should.. get her to rest some. She's not entirely healed yet herself. So Mana-Chan. please take care of yourself.. and i guess remember. As long as there are those who love you, there will always be someone willing to help you shoulder that burden. Anyways... ill be making my own way back.. and if you want.. chaos point always would welcome their prestigeous shadow fall leader and doted after lady into its doors.. for now though.. see ya. " Satan soul would smile slowly before disentangling from inami's elder sister, and then she would exhale tugging at a partial restraint showing that she couldn't have hurt the likes of mana even if she wanted too. Probably.. if not blatantly exposing to mana that while she was still a strong side of inami, she was like a prisoned animal who was bound to the point that there was no choice but submission. Which was why as the creature began to walk off.. she'd raise and do that human gesture of take care.. the peace sign was it? And then in a bang of ash and a crater she was gone, making her way back to chaya nation.. at break neck speeds.. -The queen of brutes exits the thread-

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