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Sat Jul 11, 2015 11:55 pm
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Artist: Mogeko Castle - Song: MaouDamashii Town10 - Word Count: 1062

Red, red, red dripping from all around the world. The sky was drenched in blood, the earth red as lava and air as hot as the surface of sun itself. As a crimson star shined in the endless sea of scarlet above, one would assume this is the utmost and truest version of Hell. A place devoid life, endless torture and eternal pain.

However -- this was but a ruse.

Where Eric had ended up during his bum-rush through Hell was a negative spot. It seemed, that through his determination, the demonic overlord reached a null zone of The Underworld for there was no spirits or landmass to be found. In fact, like a sudden realization coming to life, he'd soon find himself floating in a mass of pure nothingness. In this sphere, the infinite seas of rose hue would fade away into nothingness and there would be darkness.

...

Seconds passed

....

Then

....

Light!


Alabaster mist flowed in all directions and a sense of calming atmosphere, illumination and power would sweep into the area around The Mad Demon. In this time, the skies transitioned into a shade of ocean blue and a firm warmth soon would envelop his body. In a matter of moments following that peak point, solid ground would once again be upon The Mad One's feet and a chunk of soft, cool grass could be felt. In that time, he'd come to the conclusion that he was on a floating mass in a void of azure skies, puffy white clouds and planetoid masses far off in the distance.

"I've heard your cries, child. Worry not, for I will indulge in your wishes so long as you take our hand into Khalaism."

An all too familiar feminine voice called out from above. With a quick look to the skies, he'd soon find that The Goddess, Khala Asthavon, was sitting high upon a tree none too far from his location. Even from the shade which covered her body, the crystal stare of The Demonic Creator's gaze could be seen as her aqua hair flew against the breeze.

Pointing a single index finger at the hulking mad figure, The Godling smiled upon her fellow subject and nodded her head to acknowledge what he had said. He had indeed faced many challenges, hardships and defeat more times than the Mad One would care too admit. So, perhaps, there was a form of pity, but this soul was indeed lost and in need of a home. Therefore, the pathway to her religion was one such way that could grant him access to a community, desire and fulfillment of his eternal life at the same time.

Thus, she'd point towards the stream of overflowing water oozing out towards The Demonic Overlord. Why would she point towards such a thing? Because it was her essence and prowess that flowed within it. Should her partake in a sip of this lifeblood, he'd soon find that the mark of Khalaism would ingest itself into his spiritual being and awaken him to the demon he needs to be. In this way, he'd become enlightened, empowered and made whole by becoming apart of their union.

"Come now, my child. All you must do is drink my blood and the ceremony will commence. If you wish to talk, then partake in my existence and find something higher to help guide you."

Her words soon became softer as the Godling gradually levitated down from her tree in order to walk clear across the water on her bare feet. All the while, The Asthavon's sleeveless pearl white dress flapped gently flailed against the cool, spring breeze that blew over the heavenly slice of nirvana around them. The tree near them brushed back and forth as the rays of light from the celestial sun above them grew stronger the further Khala got closer to Eric.

Placing her hands behind her back, The Divine Creator gave a serene smile to The Mad Demon as she otherwise attempted to sedate and relax his maddening nerves. There were many signs that the outside world was tormenting his soul, driving him further into despair and draining away the very essence of his spirit. And, if he were to be apart of her people, she could not allow such a thing to come to pass. Ergo, he'd find that her mental influence may allow him clarity, rational thought and to smoothly compose his thoughts, emotions and ideas.

So, by the time she placed her right hand upon his cheek, The Asthavon gave a slight smirk and nodded her head at what needed to be done.

"Follow me~"

And with that simple phrase, she'd twirl on her heels once more and motion for Eric to follow her further upstream and walk on this river of her lifeblood. For, the deeper he'd allow her influence to circulate within him, the deeper he would find himself consumed by this all fulling purpose. As, at the end of the day, Khala had no need for a grunt to begin obliterating in the name of Khalaism. If such a thing were required, she had much better means to do so with her own power alone.

No.

Instead, she genuinely wanted to help this unfortunate soul find his purpose, meaning and desire in life. The many stories she heard from Eric were none too good and it seemed as if he could use an honest hand to help him discover his way. So, as a shepherd would guide his flock to the water, as to would Khala lead The Mad Demon to the essence of her insight.

"And please, there is no need to scream or shout here. You are in my domain and I promise you will be alright here so long as you adhere by our laws and commandments. So please, drink my blood and discover what our plan and become whole~"

With that, she'd stop dead center in this river and smile once more at Eric to see just what his answer would be. Was he going to drink the water, or was he going to decline? There was no telling what he might do, so the determination of his fate was well in his hands at this point. What he would do with it was up to him.

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Fri Jul 31, 2015 3:51 pm
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Artist: Mogeko Castle - Song: MaouDamashii Town10 - Word Count: 677

A single gulp of her blood was all that The Goddess of Demon Kind desired from her child. With it, a sense of empowerment, enlightenment and purpose would fill his being. The Madness would ease, the fury would subside and the wholesome feeling of Khalaism would ease into his being to provide him serenity, tranquility and unity with his fellow demons and Khalaist. In this way would the symbol of Khalaism appear on his back in a tribal tatto. Nine tendrils attached to an open eye would represent their nine beliefs and nine sins; embarking the nine pathways of power into his being and birthing another new born Khalaist into their ranks.

Indeed, it would be a glorious and transforming day for Eric Zarathos. So, Khala would once again turn around to meet The Mad One's gaze as he started venturing further upstream towards the essence of divinity. Hate him? Never. The Mother of Demon Kind could not stand to loathe her children. That would be against her principles to turn away her children. For, more than anything else, Khalaism was a means to clense themselves of those taints their bodies suffered in the material world. The further ones spirit struggled, the greater their afterlife would become in the NIrvana of Hell.

Hence, for Eric, his piece of nirvana would be truly great; befitting a warrior of Valhalla itself in terms of comparison. And if it was power his life sought, then it would be power his desire would get. Within that seal would be a small portion of her divine blessing bestowed upon him. With this extract implanted within him, Eric Zarathos would indeed be able to transcend into the depths of Hell Demons if he so wished. However, it was not without cost.

"I can transform you into a Rakshasa if you so desire, but you may lose your current demonic powers. I cannot fully promise changes that will alter your very essence won't occur, so you must accept that risk and hope for the best, my child."

Having spoken those grim and ominous words, The Godling would then turn to the back of Eric Zarathos and place her hand on his bare skin. With one final sigh, she'd assure that this was the path he wanted to travel upon.

"Are you sure this is what you desire, young one? Power is a tool, but the tool will not unlock any doors if you do not acknowledge how to properly use to form your wishes. Adding more power to that will only produce the same results that you've suffered time and again, my child."

With but a tilt of her head, a curious expression oozed onto to the face of Khala and she pondered just what he planned to do with this blessing. Would he use it for destruction? To further his own goals? To bring happiness upon himself? Just what was his heart searching for? That was a question she must investigate further.

"And do you honestly think it will bring you satisfaction? As you know, I am one of the closet things to a god we have in this universe. And, from my throne, I can say that having all the power in the world won't change things unless your spirit is able to make that jump as well, my child. It will only bring you further ruin and despair until it withers away at your senses, body and eventually your whole soul. Stuck in a world of madness, your sense of self will be shattered and you may never find yourself whole again without the hand of a miracle. Please, heed my caution, child."

Giving off a gentle and soft sigh following her stern speech, The Godling would then rest her head on the shoulder of Eric Zarathos and look him square in the face as she lounged upon his body:

"So....why do you persist, Mad One?"




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Artist: Mogeko Castle - Song: MaouDamashii Town10 - Word Count: 1075

There seemed to be a great amount of anguish, grief and determination given in spite of The Mad One's goals throughout his life. In spite of most of the hardships given to the demon, he seemed to eternally propel himself against the current of defeat and press on no matter what came his way. Even to a Goddess, this was something which was quite noble in her mind and a sentiment she could sympathize with. After all, it took a strong and bold spirit to maintain their presence against the current of dismay, death and negativity which otherwise plagued the road Eric Zarathos walked.

Thus, for these reasons is why Khala always seemed to have a soft spot for this demonic child of hers. And as he proceeded to speak further along in his dialogue, the hints of Khalaism flowing through his veins started to become more apparent to The Divine Creator. His desire to unite demons and all other races were similar to the preaching's foretold in the religion of Khalaism. For, in the after life of their nirvana, most other races would be unified under their own eternal utopia. Free to live their infinite life however they so chose to live it in the deepest pits of the final layer of hell.

Now, having heard enough, The Demoness moved her right index finger across his chest and stopped right where his heart should be. It is then there that Khala's palm rested on it and her face began to become buried against his neck. After inhaling his essence and having time to think up a response, the words of The Godling started to ooze off in an atmosphere of relaxation and placidity:

"You've really gone through quite the misfortune to get here, haven't you? I've seen your progression and I'm sorry it has come to this, my child. Rest assured, however, you can indeed trust me if no one else. I will take you into my home and give you a place to call your own. I will absolve the sorrow from your heart and replace it with utter fulfillment. That is my promise to you, Eric Zarathos."

With a soft smile across her face did she otherwise seal the deal and give him that oh-so-needed affirmation that things would get better after this. However, there was something a bit more important than the kinship itself. It was a sense of belief that he had to give his sense of self up in order to reach this plateau. That -- was incorrect. Khala never forcefully decided to alter and morph the essence of a person unless they truly desired that. Even if he turned to Khalaism as a whole, Eric could remain just who he was as long as he followed their commandments and avoided the nine sins.

"But, more importantly, my child, you needn't give the core aspects of whom you are to me. All I ask for is your dedication to our kinship, adherence to our rules and loyalty to our cause. I wouldn't dare dream of taking the basis of who you are away unless you so wished for that."

Those words came off as understanding, composed and tranquil as her silky-soft skin brushed against his face in the form of a gentle caressing of his cheeks. But, alas, it seemed that the male wanted to be utterly and totally consumed by the light of hell and become one of its champions. Therefore, The Demonic Creator would aide by the wishes of her follower and allot him this ambition.

"Then, if you so will it, I shall fulfill it. The choice has been given to you and I will bring you to a new level of gratification and evolution. Come, my child, I will turn you into a spawn of hell so that you may achieve that what your heart seeks."

Soon, The Deitic Figure would hover away from Eric's back and begin guiding the waters of her tiny slither of paradise around the male's body. These were sacred fluids designed to otherwise induce a satanic baptism and transform the likes of Khalaist into Danava's, Hell Demon's and other types of subset demon classes. For, under the control of the demonic creator did she otherwise have the ability to convert and transform her kin into whatever it is they so craved for. To lack that ability would otherwise force her to step down from the position as The Heart of The Demon God.

Hence, at this point, Eric Zarathos may find himself totally and utterly under the submission of the demonic godlings influence. Each and every tendon of his muscle would be contorting, twisting and transforming into something more than just a regular demon. He was evolving, ascending and morphing into that of a Rakshasa. This process, under the guise of Khala, would also be rather painless and smooth. While many other conversion methods may have been unstable and chaotic, the inventor of the demon race knew the mechanics and inner workings of her creatures to a fine T. Thus, she could greatly reduce the chance of any instabilities to roughly 00000000.1% chance.

Once a full minute had passed from being submerged from these waters, the transformation process could indeed become complete and Eric would swim back to the surface as a purely new being. The toxins of his old life would be absolved and he'd purified into that of Hades glorious champions. Ergo, in light of that, Khala would then give him authorization over his own layer of hell and clear the way for his path to enlightenment:

"Eric Zarathos, by the powers vested in me, I shall grant ye' dominion over the three hundredth layer of Hell and grant you privilege as its overseer. And, in this same line of breath, I would like to also welcome you to Khalaism and applaud you for taking the first step to becoming a Khalaist, my newborn child."

And in those stern, but serene words did Khala otherwise finish her ceremony and hopefully renewed the life of The Mad One for the better. All that was left for him to do was arise out of the water to otherwise inspect the results of his conversion.





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Artist: Katou Tatsuya - Song: Track 03 - Word Count: 1036

If he should so give himself to her, as to would she give herself to him. That which was taken would be returned in full. These words described the simplified way in which The Creator of Khalaism operated to those who turned their souls to her. Thus, the after life for the reborn Eric Zarathos was going to go through wonderful transformations and blossom into one befitting Mangala, The Hindu God of War. That was one thing Khala was going to ensure to the most of her eternal being. Such a beautiful sacrifice could not go ignored and left unrewarded in her eyes.

When the male arose from the murky waters once more, The Goddess of Demons embraced him in a hug and stared up at the newly made creation with the utmost of admiration. More than anything else, all the pale deity yearned for was the utmost of loyalty upon her subjects. If they could promise that, then she could give them the world and anything else their hearts craved. For infinity and eternity themselves were but a grasp away from the hand of the divine creator. And from the river of boundless continuity would her followers drink its nourishing blood and feed upon it forever more. Drinking, drinking and drinking until they reach a state of unending, pristine and invigorating bliss. That was the simple desire this deity desired for those who partook in Khalaism's practices and stayed true to its calling.

With her essence oozing and churning within The Enlightened One's embodiment, The Maker of Demons could indeed trust Zaine and she was quite grateful for the pact made between them. All she aimed to do was bring those souls who were lost in this accursed world closer to unity, fulfillment and evolve these sentiments into complete and utter salvation from anguish should their eternal spirit choose such a path. So the emptiness that filled the newborn Hell Demon would soon be filled with warmth, wholeness and connection to his brethren within Khalaism. As, above all else, he'd never have to endure these trials and hardships on his own ever again. There would be many others in which he could distribute and share his challenges, victories, defeats and hardships with.

Hence, as Zaine began speaking words which denounced his former self and praised his new existence, Khala only shook her head and placed her index finger upon his lips. All of those vivid feelings could be induced and transferred into The Godling's heart and mind through emotional telepathy. The vapors of The Hell Demon's spirit infused into hers and intermixed into a cycle of understanding, empathy and love. Ergo, in return, could Zaine then feel the acceptance within Khala's heart and her admission into Khalaism for his spirit. She'd absolve the instabilities of the demon he once was, contain it within her garden of beginnings and watch over the former reflection of Eric as if it were her own child. Ensuring, and doing her best, to give him an exquisite after life and maintain his lifeblood within this reality so that he may find solace in his new found state of being.

"You needn't aid me, Deveta or anyone else. All you must do is accept our beliefs into your heart and find what makes your spirit flourish in this world of limitations and heartache. And having seen your resolve to such a cause, your trust has been manifested in my eyes and I can see you'll make a fine pupil of our teachings. So, do not worry, I will exonerate both you and Eric from such blame. All I need is your loyalty and trust within me. That is all I ever wanted from anyone."

The voice of Khala was as gentle as a spring breeze when addressing her new follower. Her eyes softened and the atmosphere around them chilled as she smiled back at Zaine. There was a sense of placidity and calmness being instilled within the area from this invocation of serene emotion. And -- rightfully so. It required a tame and harmonious mind to otherwise maintain dominance over the chaotic embers of Eric Zarathos's remains. These cinders of his remaining manifestation formed into a shadow sphere with blood red streaks of energy spiraling around it.

At last -- his travels would come to an end.

That was a sombering thought which trickled down the mind of Khala and reflected itself in a cold wind felt throughout the boundless space around them. If his finale should come by her own hands -- so be it.In the grip of The Demonic Goddess would he otherwise be suffused into her kingdom of perceptual happiness.Whatever his spirit yearned for? It's desired would be fulfilled as The Godling departed that which was formerly Eric into the depths of NIrvana. It is there he would find a hereafter that suited one of the chambers of Valhalla itself. That would be his reward for enduring such a life of hardship, turmoil and torture.

Thus, the hazy colors of The Mad One's essence infused into untold depths of Khala's River of Beginnings in order to find his place in her afterlife. After the shades of crimson and onyx faded away, the emerald eyes of The Godling stared back into Zaine and smiled.

"Do you feel that? He is free. That is what awaits all those who follow me. At the end of your life travels, you will be rewarded in absolute beauty and fulfillment. Follow me and I will assure you that every physical, mental, emotional and spiritual need you may have, or could ever have, will be satisfied."

And with that, Khala would walk pass Zaine with both of her arms held behind her back; humming a soft, but melancholic hum.

"I have nothing else I can really depart onto you. So, what you do with this gift...is yours to choose. Just ensure it is not a choice you'd so easily regret or so hastily make."

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