Allies [Within Shadow Fall Bases]

My, oh, my! Those eyes of The Hell Demon's were so cold that they could pierce daggers into the hearts of the fiercest demon. It made The Queen of Demons think that by dragging him out of this LITERAL HELL that she was indeed doing this man a favor to easen and soften up that jagged heart of his. Anymore years in this decrypt place and he'd be more frigid than Absolute Zero.

So it is among those reasons that she started laughing off what Ravan had spoken about her "promiscuous" behavior. Just what difference did it make if she were a whore anyway? She was the epitome of what a female demoness should be! So it stands to reason that such a creature would have a wicked sexual appetite, no? Yes! Along that line of logic, The Queen laughed harder and felt more complimented as it brought out more of Demonic Nature to the surface by The Original Hell Demon acknowledging that part of her persona.

"Whorish? Sure darlin'. Cheap? Don't sell me short, prude! I'm hotter than your average demonic bitch, after all."

Using her free hand that did not take Ravana's hand, Mana snapped her finger and pointed her index and thumb fingers at Ravan like a gun. Shooting off the metaphorical bullets right back at him and not lowering the status of herself one bit. At least, in her mind anyway! Giving him a wink of the eye, The Demoness giggled once more and then turned her attention towards the glaring stares of Ravana's Oh-So-Loveable Hell Beast.

"Ara, ara. Keep staring at me with those eyes and I might get the impression you are sizing up my tender body. You two have such sensual gazes~"

With another wink of the eye, Mana addressed both Kala and Saphaeda as she that wicked laugh of hers grew more wicked in tone. Much to Neoveta's dismay, she hovered behind her mothers backside, shook her hands and head and tried to get each of the Hell Beast not to pay much attention to her mothers comment in sign language.

'Please. Don't get offended. She is just....in a humorous mode.'

By this time, The Princess of Demon hoped to have established a telepathic connection with the duo of Hell Beast. With a final bow, she'd swiftly emerge back at her mothers side and let out a sigh. Sometimes, The Itching believed, her mother's attitude was a bit too haphazard for her taste.

Nevertheless, Mana was none too put off by her "lovable" antics. After all, she had the whole damn world behind her back! Who else wouldn't be drunk off that kind of excitement? So she could only let out more manic cackles in the air before she regained her composure, smirked and decided to coin off a response to Ravana's words about her so called "dramatic" entrance:

"Well, darling, I am always known for doing everything big and grand. And with this day being a momentous moment in Demon History, do you not think it is befitting?" Holding out her free left hand once more, she twirled around and pointed out all of the wondrous sights around them. From the screaming military force of Shadow Fall, the overshadowing arms of their collective power, hells miasma freely overflowing and even the Princess of Demon World and Queen of Demon World were in attendance. What demonic soul wouldn't at least give their acknowledgement to this scene playing out? That is the question Mana posted to herself!

"It is why even you must feel this orgamsic senseation in the air, love. It is why you are intrigued after all~"

Sounding ever so sure of herself, could anyone even prove her wrong in that aspect? Even the heart beat of the calm enigma that was Neoveta felt itself racing with anticipation from this gathering of mighty demons and hellish entities. And from this chaotic scene, the ecstatic pleasures of madness and chaos intermixed within Mana's blood, heightened it and brought it to life with such joy that she let out another howl of wicked laugh before turning her sights back on the stammering Ravana.

Eh? Did she surprise him with that offer? Charming! It was nice to see a little change of pace from his stoic expression.

But alas, Mana never considered this to be a bizarre move. After all, she was The Empress of Madness and Chaos; so erratic and fast-paced decisions were to be expected! She was the QUeen, right? Right! She made the laws and rules of Demon World, correct? Correct! So who is to say she couldn't so swiftly choose her right-hand off the top of her head? No one, thats who!

In the inner mechanisms of The Demoness's mind, Mana considered Ravan to be fitting because: he had strength, he was the forerunner of the Hell Demons and figured it would be a sufficient token of appreciation after she had so radically changed his realm following the results of Demonic Incursion. Did the male honestly think so little of himself? It was a bit surprising to her!

In spite of that, there was a deeper meaning to him becoming King even if it was spurred on such short notice. However, those thoughts would be sealed off until later. When the male takes his crown, these understandings will come to the pass and he'll understand where he stands with The Queen and Demon World. Surely, however, The Empress did not see him as a pawn. It gave her impression the man had quite the paranoia and vivid imagination.

"You have ears so you hear me, right 'Sugah? Right! So use them to hear the fact I am offering you a figurative and literal seat at my side as a throne in Shadow Fall and as a King in my nation." Now performing a courtesy, Mana giggled with sheer glee before nodding her head back and forth in a rapid manner and taking a soft sigh to sink in the moment. Having her army behind her, being in the depths of hell where a demon is their strongest, having her daughter at hand and potentially having a new King at her side -- made The Demon Queen oh so happy. And a touch of madness and chaos to sip on certainly didn't hurt to improve her mood either.

"Non-sense. I share parts of Deveta's memory. I'm quite aware of who you are, sweetie. You just aren't aware of what I am!"

There was almost a mischievous tone of voice heard when Mana spoke those words. Rubbing the bottom of her nose with her left index finger, Mana snickered and let out a devious laugh as she joked with him in that regard. At least, she hoped he'd take the comment as a joke. After all, it isn't too hard to discern just who Mana is just by reading a few historical books or even the recent headlines news.

"But, as we get to know each as Queen and King, we can both fill in the blank spots about what we don't know about other. How does that sound, hun?"

Winking her eye, she then gave an approving thumbs up and laughed once more. While, at the same, Neoveta blinked and kept staring at her mothers carefree state of mind. It seemed, that despite how much stress was piling on her from the duties of Demon QUeen, the further her mind started to go south and disregard them. Something almost felt -- amiss -- to Neoveta as well. And it wasn't based on any notion that Ravan himself was being played as a pawn. No. Something -- was wrong internally. Almost like a burning, striking and overwhelming pain. It made Neoveta almost vomit if she wasn't accustomed to the divine pains of being kin to Khala, Deveta, Iriko and The Queen of Madness Incarnate itself.

This was -- off putting. But, The Demon Princess would keep those comments to herself as to not upset her mothers moment and keep the peace. As, if nothing else, it may be The Child's overactive mind playing tricks on her. Paranoia was a common trait had in these days of unparalleled war, after all.

"So please, darlin', I thank you for havin' such kind manners and taking my hand in this world."

Then, Mana's eyes blinked and she chuckled once more with devilish pleasure at the threat Ravan barked off. Gruff, tough and menacing; a Demon King if she ever saw one! But alas, she had to make sure there was no misunderstandings about her position as well, right? She was the one who built Demon World into what it is as their Queen, so boundaries needed to be set!

"Oh? Crushing my skull in? Well, it certainly it isn't the first time someone has had the balls to claim to be able to do that to me! But like all the others...." There was a darkened expression across Mana's face when speaking those words; almost as if a shadow had loomed over her very eyes. In a tone that seemed cheery, yet oh so serious, The Demon Queen continued on and then had the edge of her scythe, Dead Master, appear around Ravana's throat. Seemly from out of nowhere. "...I'll just cut their balls off and put an end to such non-sense, babe."

Clapping her hands together, the carefree aura of Mana's persona since once returned and she laughed it off like everything else up until this point. Granted, Neoveta still seemed rather on edge from those comments. If one thing were to go off in this assembly of mass powers? The Demon Princess feared the outbreak of a massive power. So The Child felt her mother should be more careful, but understood this was her affair to manage; however nervous she may be around her.

"Besides, if you ever wanna know my true intent, I can always mark you and share my thoughts and feelings with you. I don't much care for using others as pawns as other Demon Lords in the past have so boldly proclaimed. Why bother when I have myself if I ever needed such a task done?"

To further illustrate her point, Mana ripped open a hole within her chest. In that moment, it was as if the weight of an entire universe befall the area; making most of the soldiers and even Neoveta herself feel smothered by this intense pressure. It brought forth a massive clap of thunder that even made chunks of the earth beneath their feet crack and shatter.

AHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA

And then, once the boom past, the sounds of tens millions of millions spirits laughing, crying, howling, screaming and uttering inaudible noises into the environment became as loud as the first clap of life following the Big Bang. In this way, Mana's eyes glowed bright green and snickered with sheer delight as she unveiled The Force of Her Damned Army; a hive collection of souls that is rumored to have screeched into the hundreds of millions with the spirits and souls Mana has killed throughout the centuries. With each life she reaps? Another soul is added to her undead army.

So, by all means, Mana wasn't bluffing when she spoke the notion that she had no need for such pawns. And thus, as quickly as this chaos emerged, it faded without a trace and the green miasma of Mana's aura once again blew over the four walls of Hell as the air settled down. Sewing herself up by means of high speed regeneration, the separate dimension that was Mana's stomach had been closed off from the world and she chuckled after the show n' tell was over.

"If I need a few pretty pawn pieces, I can just take them out of myself, dearie."

Dusting herself off from all the dirt that flew in the air during her little exhibition, Mana gave a smug laugh and continued on with her speech to the soon-to-be King Ravana.

"After all, a pawn is suppose to be something YOU can control without fear. I don't need a pawn if I can't control it. No. I just desire companionship in the form of royal friends. You can understand that,r ight? Surely you must get lonely in your isolated circle of Hell? "

Raising an eyebrow to Ravan, The Queen expected an answer to her question as she was curious as to where the male's head was at during this point in time. Did he experience the blues of loneliness? Did he simply not care? Or was there something more hidden beneath him? People had a way of hiding their true intents, meanings and emotions; she has an endless supply of lives to understand that much. It was only a matter of deducing when Ravana was ready to express his true heart to her; if ever.

With a vacant stare, Mana tilted her head to her right and slowly -- a curious expression crept across Mana's face. Did those Hell Beast honestly have any idea the kind of company Mana kept in her inner-circle?

It. Made. Mana. Laugh. Them. Right. Out. Of. Her. Court

"Don't be absurd. I have a brother who is the embodiment of war, a sister who is a Demonic Goddess capable of destroying worlds, The Queen of Hollowkind as my wife and some of the most bloodthirsty and sadistic minds this side of Demon World marching down the path of war with me. Do you honestly want to keep questioning my motives here, babe?"

Pointing each of her fingers from both her right hand and left hand at each of the Hell Demon's, Mana could only bust a gut with pure laughter as they questioned her having Ravan by her side. This was The Queen of Madness they were dealing with; having chaotic company -- was to be expected -- and loved!

"So don't worry your pretty heads about anything such as pawns, the people I keep close to me or anything other than the offer that my humblest of attitudes wishes to bestow upon you. Sure, I may expect a favor now and again, but that is just the nature of friendship, no?"

Raising her eyebrow, Mana questioned both Kala and Sapheada and added on: "For I'm sure we are both going to be exchanging gifts and resources to one another, no? So you should know my expectation outright, but it is not the only thing I seek."

Shrugging her shoulders, The Queen let out a content sigh and shook her head.

"I want us to become pals because it becomes quite dull not having a cast of interesting folks in ones life. And I'm sure, with how long you three have stayed in hell, you could use a change of pace in your own life, no?"

Pointing at Ravan, Kala and Sapheada with her right index finger; they surely had to agree, right? What person in their ever-loving mind would stay in a black hole for the rest of their lives? A person Mana could suck dry of their madness, thats who. The thought of during such a lengthy period of non-changing occurrences truly frightened Mana from the sheer magnitude of how dull and boring it must've been for them to endure.

"Maybe we can work on those paranoia issues once this is all said and done. As, after all, you've had to have come out of that bottom layer of Hell for a reason. I say that reason is to explore and get to the surface world better, no?"

Chuckling from her crudely made joke, Mana did raise a point. An older demon such as himself surely wouldn't have come all the way from the most "sacred" of Hell's layers just for fish, chips and some time to breath in some fresh air. This was a major life altering decision in the eyes of Mana and one she was rather interested in divulging further inward about.

"Glad to see you are comfy, however."

Making a comment towards Ravan nestling into his throne chair, Mana let out another snicker before she folded her arms and had her lips curl into a soft smile. Hearing those words made her rather pleased as she did find it rather pleasant to be accepted in this way. Gathering new friends was always a nice endeavour, right? Right! She thrived on being the social butterfly she was and amassed more positive and thrilling energies within her psyche from this.

"The Queen thanks ye' for having me here, King Ravan."

With a gentle laugh, Mana bowed and felt the essence of her body growing stronger once more. The shadowy mist consumed her body, tightened around The Empress's core like a hungry animal and sought to become one with her so that she truly may raise to the title of: "Queen of Hell". Letting out a fervent moan of pleasure, the amount of madness and chaos associated with all of Hell came CHARGING into the very core of The Demoness's body. It made every tendon tighter, every drop of her energy more potent and The QUeen was in a state of total bliss as her face reddened, eyes rolled her and body sweated with pure delight.

The echoing of millions of children laughter soon bounced off the walls of The 0 Layer once more and the very essence of Hell shook. From the first layer all the way to the home of Khala; pure and utter power rumbled like no other. For what was forging inside of Mana Asthavon -- was astronomical.

Indeed, the vortex of unconstrained chaos in hell had taken deeper root within her and crafted a literal core within the internal dimension sealed within The Queen's body. Taking in the destructive, hellish and outright lunatic properties of Hell into her essence; Mana's body forged a specialized core of energy that bonded itself to the four walls of Hell and sought to further her own element. As, in this way, the progression of her Danavahood accelerated and the transformation was nearly complete from Demon to Full Blooded Danava.

Yes -- this was the perfect gift to bestow upon the Queen in exchange for The Hell Demon's rule as King. It was ripe, it was just and Mana came back to an upfront position with a manic laugh before giving herself a few seconds to compose herself. It was if there were constant series of orgams expanding and spasming across every inch of The Queen's Body. Oh yes, it was all but wonderous! She oozed further power and caused the military behind The Queen to remain silent in the wake of this release.

In that time, Neoveta kept her distance, but ensured most of the army around them was kept in check; and that her own mother would not fly off the deep end. The chaotic energies that brewed within her parent grew further deranged, increasingly more dangerous and let off an uneasy feeling as she felt more than other that her mom was in more pain than she was letting on. The bond these two had -- told Neoveta that. But still, this was not the time to bring it up.

Radiating a gem green glow, Mana's eyes lit up with life and pierced into the stone cold abyss of Ravan's own with a smile stretching from ear to ear. In this way, a connection was made and The Hell Demon could tell she was very much satisfied with the result. So, she'd reach for his hand, shake it and then explain his duties as King:

"Its simple, is it not? We should reign you in at The Capitol Nation as King, no?"

With that said, Mana awaited to see what Ravan's reaction to all this would be. If he were to agree to come back to her compound in The Central Demon Nation, a black portal would emerged behind them and they'd be well on their way towards entering The Heart of Demon World and entering The Demon God's city for a major announcement.

What path would Ravan choose?