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Finding Purpose
Mon Jun 29, 2015 7:59 pm
Haah.. huuh.. haah.. huuh.. haah.. huuh.. Came Taub's heavy breathing as he walked through an alleyway of the city. He had been walking for a little while, not too long, and he was already starting to feel the effects of this damned miasma. He had come here to find this Shadowfall he had found so much about. An organization comprised of demons and arrancar, comprised of those who he may relate to, those who may be like him. Taub's heavy breathing continued as he soldiered on, ever so slightly leaning forward from the exertion of simply being here. He was determined to find this Shadowfall...
Taub was probably lucky he couldn't feel pain, with the damage to his body he'd probably be feeling some right about now. He had heard that it wasn't pleasant, this pain. Was it really that bad.. pain? Taub coughed into his right hand, grimacing as he saw a small splatter of blood land in his palm. He really was taking quite a beating from this place. He liked the city, it.. had a form of elegance to it that he liked. He could enjoy being here, if only not for this damn miasma and his damn body... Maybe if he just rested for a little while... Taub slumped against a nearby wall, sliding down on his back until he sat down; he leaned his head forward, cradling it and his arms on his knees, presenting a rather small figure as Taub wasn't too tall, still young, and rather light.
Taub was probably lucky he couldn't feel pain, with the damage to his body he'd probably be feeling some right about now. He had heard that it wasn't pleasant, this pain. Was it really that bad.. pain? Taub coughed into his right hand, grimacing as he saw a small splatter of blood land in his palm. He really was taking quite a beating from this place. He liked the city, it.. had a form of elegance to it that he liked. He could enjoy being here, if only not for this damn miasma and his damn body... Maybe if he just rested for a little while... Taub slumped against a nearby wall, sliding down on his back until he sat down; he leaned his head forward, cradling it and his arms on his knees, presenting a rather small figure as Taub wasn't too tall, still young, and rather light.
Re: Finding Purpose
Mon Jun 29, 2015 8:58 pm
[PLAY 'THE TRACK IN THE YOUTUBE BAR WHILE READING THIS POST]
Artist: 東方 - Song: Doll Judgement - Word Count: 1010
The out lands of the Central Demon Country were in need of great healing. Due to many minor conflicts, there were often many demons that had found themselves caught up in the crossfire of things. So, The Princess of Demon World made it an effort to otherwise help bring blessing, cure the sick and otherwise take care of the poor to help keep enforcing the good will of the Royal Asthavon Family upon these people. So, it would prove to be no surprise that Neoveta was none too far from the distance of the fading Quincy's energy.
In a small shack on the corner, The Princess of Demon World was seen utilizing her demonic magic in order to help alleviate the alignments of the injured and sick. There were a great number of demons whom had been maimed, wounded and otherwise poisoned by a conflict going on outside of the Central Nation's boundaries. Henceforth, in hopes that these people would make it, they were delivered to this small city in the main country of Demon World in hopes of being healed by the sacred prowess of Neoveta Asthavon.
Ergo, in her capable hands did she indeed do just that. By spreading her crimson energy across the bodies of the wounded, The Princess was able to tether them to her energy wavelength. Then, once the seeds of her energy's particles had seeped into their bodies, The Demoness could then go on to inject them with her Omi-Healing; a form of high-class healing magic. By clasping her hands together, Neoveta would then begin channeling an internal prayer to the likes of the Demon God and Za Koa in order to grant her strength to perform these miracles.
In just a few moments, the six crimson wings upon the child back began to glow and the ritual was ready to commence. Thus, she started reversing and restoring the injuries inflicted upon these unfortunate souls at a steady rate. What was once broken was now mended and repaired.Limbs were restored, sickness was purged from the body and health and vitality were infused by this divine and oh-so-sacred energy that was being generated by the child-like demon. It brought many shocked gasp, stunned eyes and even made those who were being healed question whether or not this was real.
However, it was not a dream. This was the prowess of the most mystic and powerful magic known to demon realm. If the likes of the demi-goddess known as Neoveta could not perform these feats? Then only the Goddess Khala or the Demon Queen Mana could perform them. Thus, the child would only leave them with a telepathic transference of knowledge. This knowledge was of the fact that Khalaism, Demon World's premier religion, would accept them into their arms. All they needed to do was open themselves of the possibility of being save and finding eternal salvation within the depths of Hell's Nirvana.
So, with The Princess's miracles performed, Neoveta would leave them all a mental hotline to call upon her on and she'd soon take her leave from this shack. Levitating only a few inches off the ground, the silver haired child moved her crimson eyes all about as she sensed another that needed her help. There was a fading energy none too far from her and it was Quincy in origin. Based on the fact it's life force dropped to such a low level, there was no telling when the cursed soul would meet it's demise. Hence, as a result, it was up to The Princess to once again try and see if she could salvage another soul.
For this reason is why she would then lock on to frequency of Taub's life force. Once she was attached to it, all it would take was a quick burst of shadow step in order to bridge the distance between them and find this dying Quincy before it was too late. Therefore, in a flash of scarlet light, Neoveta emerged before the decaying human as her black, Gothic-Lolita type dressed flared and flapped against the wind.
With but a single hand being put out towards the male, the influence of The Demoness's divine magic would go on to help and try form a constant shield around the Quincy's body. From there, with her Omi-Healing already active, The Princess pushed to do her hardest to help revert the injuries done to him. Taub would feel new life, energy and health surging into his body like a rushing current of vitality. From there, a scarlet glow would then mark the bond of her demonic blood entering his body and attempting to sustain his essence while in this realm of harsh extremes.
It took quite the bit of effort for races outside of demon and hollow kind to survive in Demon World, so she could only bless this soul with her sacred magic to help him stay alive while during his visit into their terrority. However, with that being the case, she was curious as to why this male would subject himself to this punishment. There must be a reason for him being here and she was determined to find that out.
So, through telepathy, Neoveta would begin pulsating her emotions of concern into his mind and pressing him to speak on why he would venture forth into primary nation. Was he after power? Did he just wind up here by accident? Or was he attempting to prove something? Whatever the case may be, The Princess wanted to know if she should send him back to his world or assist him on finding salvation. As, within her grasp, she held the keys to granting him anything he so desired should his intentions prove right.
All that was left for The Quincy to do now was take her hand and be taken on this journey into spiritual, mental and physical evolution and insight. Would be so brave as to take that hand and see what promises this demoness had to offer him?