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Endellion
The Wrath of Hell

It's an awkward thing to have hell bleed into demon world like they were on the same level. The thought of that disgusted Kurai. She could watch over the Gates of Hell on her own; these demons were only in her way and pissed her off with every building they chose to build in her territory. If only they kept their shit in their own world. Instead, they've chosen to invade her home and build, like an infestation of roaches that she wanted to get rid off immediately. She'd have nothing to do with them, except when she chose to make them scatter.

"Hehehe... Ahh..." a seductively frightening giggle escaped Kurai Hiryuu's lips. She was up on one of the many large mountains that were positioned throughout her realm watching a group of weakling demons flee as a few of her pets chased them toward the border. A few of hers died, but as many of hers that died, she took down the same amount of demons that she saw as nothing more than intruders. "Ah-ha! Beautiful!" she squealed and hopped, clapping her stone covered hands together, "As usual, they flee. Pathetic creatures... Don't you think Sal?"

Unfortunately, her game was over once her prey fled far enough toward Demon world. She may not like them, but she wasn't foolish enough to take them all on. Besides, she had no idea how to separate her layer from their world. Kurai leaned back until she ended up laying across the back of her most important pet of all, her Hell Beast Sal. While other Demons had more intelligent creatures, Kurai had a fun-loving, adorable, and fiercely loyal pet. She rolled off his back and in front of him, the excited little guy shuffling his feet in place as she squeezed his face.

"And with that done, why don't we get home? Hm?" Kurai took a leap that sent her flying across mountain tops. Sal followed closely behind her, running more than the delighted skip that Kurai was presenting. Within a few short minutes, the two ended up back home, a massive castle that Kurai had created herself. The outside of her castle was exactly as her layer was designed and intended to be: heat, fire, brimstone, lava, rough mountain terrain made up of volcanoes, etc.

However, within the walls of her home were a more condensed and hardened version of molten rock, pressure, and heat. Exactly, the walls of her castle, on the inside only, was made up of diamond. It was a beautiful home that gave her a new and more shiny atmosphere, unlike the darkness of the outside. However, the strength of diamond left her very much protected from those who might want to harm her, unless they came through the front door like a normal person. No locks.

"And we're home!" Kurai stretched and heard a stamp at the door as Sal landed. She put a hand on her hip and turned to him. She didn't have to say anything; he knew. He stopped his happy little waddle in and backed up, shaking all of the rock and ash off before walking inside clean! "That's my boy. Go eat." she waved him off and Sal waddled through the house until he got to whatever food had been provided for him. "Ugh..." Kurai leaned her neck left and right, the pop sounding like two rocks being clapped together. "So tense. What to do after a good day."

Endellion
The Wrath of Hell

A thick full diamond door created by a pretty powerful demon was not going to go down easily. When that explosive echo reverberated through the halls of her castle, Kurai looked back toward the entrance. Her right eye twitched, she clenched her fist, and she yelled back at the explosion almost as loudly as it did her, "WHAT THE FUCK!?" Kurai stomped her way back toward her front door, turning the corner enraged by who ever the hell thought they had the fucking right to barge into her home! "WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YO-... Oh. Shit."

Kurai stopped mid-sentence and calmed down, shocked at who was in her living room. That one wasn't exactly unknown around here. Why the fuck was the Demon King himself in her layer? Why was in in her HOME?! And what kind of introduction was that? She clenched her fists again and stomped her foot angrily, a puff of black smoke and ash falling off her. "That's just rude!" she said and took a look around. Her door had been completely knocked off; at least she knew where the sound came from. She noticed his ankle. "What..." she said and then looked back to him, "You do know you're hurt right?! What are you doing here!?"

Kurai's demeanor was shaken having been caught completely off guard by this. In a spark, Kurai vanished from her previous location and to her fallen door behind him. Without much problem, she picked it up and pushed it back into place. Once that was settled, she took a deep breath and calmed herself down. "Oh, honey, if you prefer the more human form, I can transform back into that for you." she said flirtatiously as she walked back over to him, running her hand over the back of her chair, "I doubt I'd get anywhere denying my King of anything he wanted, right?"

Kurai grabbed a chair a couple of feet away and pulled it over to sit with little distance between them. She sat down, one leg crossed elegantly over the other and her hands in her lap, as the form that gave her the name Endellion slowly faded away. Now in her human form, Kurai smiled kindly and with a rather enticing look in her eyes. "So, my King, to what exactly... do I owe the pleasure of your company? It's not often I get... guests. Though, you're definitely a welcome one."

"Oh, I didn't say nice. I would never expect you to be nice, but there is a difference between nice and polite Manners is something I expect every King to have. Otherwise, what would others think? Don't disappoint your loyal subjects now."

Kurai wasn't getting much of the response she expected. In fact, she wasn't getting anything at all! She'd usually see some shift, whether it be wandering eyes or a change in body language. He was good at keeping his composure. Impressive.

"Well, I'm not stupid enough to deny you anything."

With that, Kurai had transformed before him. Even though it would have been utterly hilarious for the opposite to occur, Kurai was not one to be naked in front of guests, especially the damn Demon King. Did she know he was oblivious? ... She was getting the picture. Not a single ounce of her beauty seemed to effect him in the way it effected most males. How was she supposed to handle this?! He wasn't making this encounter easy at all! It was more than frustrating.

Normally, Kurai wouldn't be one to allow half of the behavior that was being presented here, but who the hell was she to deny the Demon King? She may not like all of those fools from the other realm, but she respected her own King. And if he wanted to take off his clothe-... jacket to show off a rather impressive physique, she wasn't going to argue. She was just going sit there with a smile and that seductively lustful look in her eyes and enjoy the eye candy being presented.


"Well, of course! Are you serious? Who the hell stays angry at you? Who in their right mind would actually pick a fight while knowing who you are? And oh? So you do like it then?" she asked and looked down to herself, speaking more casually than she normally would, "I've been told I'm beautiful like this... Most men like these things." She poked one of her breasts and looked back to him, smirking pridefully. "You know how many fall to these? It's entertaining."

And now to business. Kurai's expression hardened over these mentioned rumors he was talking about. More slowly? That wouldn't have been her fault? Would it have? She still does her job; she just wants to get rid of the infestation in her home. She leaned back, crossing her arms under her bust to push them up a bit more.

"Well, let's see... I do my job like I've always done. If things are suddenly going slowly, it's not a change in my methods. What's new... What's new... Hm... Oh, probably that horde of roaches down by the gates, thinking they could do my job along with me. It's disappointing really, to have to share my home like that. Tst."

That clicking. He had been doing that fucking clicking since he entered this place. It was seriously grating on her nerves at this point. It was taking quite a lot of willpower to just ignore it. Kurai slowly took in a deep breath and calmly let it out, a hint of smoke following the exhale. For the few moments he spoke, the clicking stopped and she took those moments of peace for granted and kept calm.

"To be honest, it surprised me too, but they're simple creatures. I am curious, though... What exactly does the Demon King think is the best part of a woman?"

The sudden outburst widened Kurai's eyes. It wasn't fear, but pleasant surprise. A show of strength was always a turn on and Ravan was definitely strong. The chair exploded and she was so busy dodging its pieces, she didn't get the chance to dodge him. She likely wouldn't have anyway, but the chance would have been nice. When his hand wrapped around her throat, she was well aware of the possibility of death. Death by a man like him? Who wouldn't want such an end?

"Why so angry? And so suddenly?"

Her question came through a bit of struggle with his hand wrapped firmly around her throat, but the words were clear. They seemed to fall on deaf ears as he continued his riveting lecture. With their faces this close, it was oh so tempting to push for a little kiss, but he had proven to be oblivious to such things and she wasn't foolish enough to invite her own death. If it came, it would come naturally, not at her own request. On the outside, Kurai was calm and collected, ready to go at it if that was her King's wish, but she couldn't ignore the heart pounding inside of her chest or the raise in blood pressure? Was it desire or fear? Even she didn't know at this point. All she could admit to was that he intrigued her... immensely.

His hand leaving her throat was a welcomed thing, thought there was a rather decent sized piece of her that loved the feeling of being pinned by him. She brought her own hand to caress the skin he previously held and stepped away from the wall. She spoke the truth to him. Her methods hadn't changed. The killing of Shadow Fall members was a new thing, but done on her free time when she had it. It wasn't a common event, but a fun one. Clearing her throat, Kurai spoke up.

"I take my job very seriously. I would do nothing to tarnish my title or give anyone a reason to take my Layer or position, so you do not have to worry about that. However, I have been trying to come up with a way to separate Hell from Demon World. It's not fun having my territory bled into. Though, as you said, that's something you care much about, so ignore my petty complaining."

Kurai fell silent for a bit, watching him move about her home. Was that all he was here for? That's sad. She hoped for something a bit more exciting. Kurai walking over to him, practically gliding along the floor with the feminine strut she had. She began circling him, running a finger along his clothing as she admired him at a shorter distance. Of course, she couldn't get as close as she was a moment ago, but that didn't give her a real chance to get that close up she wanted anyway.

"Tell me, if you don't mind, what does a Demon like yourself do for fun? It must be boring sitting in your realm alone for so long. I don't get guests often, do you?"