S'ugah: Give This Queen Mo' [Mini-Event]

What? She wanted some lovey-dovey bullshit? That was utterly hilarious with the kind of hell Inami had been raising lately. It was enough to make Mana chortle with laughter until her face had changed under every shade of color under the rainbow. After she was done having one hell of a crack-headed laugh, the woman's face eased back to its pale white glow before her gem eyes rested solely on Inami. Not the destruction, not the screaming idiots in the background or the changes in the atmosphere from their power; only her sweet lil' sistah.

"Don't talk to me about change when you've done far more to this realm to slaughter, damage n' outright rape it over this past year than I have in my entire campaign ruling over this realm."

In two blinks of the eye, Mana broke the distance between them, grabbed on to Inami's wrist and tightening her claws deep into the skin of her beloved sister as she wanted to feel the outright lunacy spewing forth from her mouth.

"Haven't we all been through changes, s'ug? We are creatures that have the potential to see a lifespan that can exceed well over a million years old with the energy that rests in us. Don't ya dare tell me we'll both remain the same beings we are today in one million years."

Irritation. Slowly but surely, the voice of The Royal Queen was becoming more n' more tired as it was becoming almost an eyesore to see her sister possessed by the element of subjugation, law, and order. Indeed, Mana could see right past that bullshit and understood her sister wasn't thinking independently of herself. It wasn't madness, order or anything that; it was just sheer possession and a lack of will. And to mutter the words of: "PLEASE, STOP THE MADNESS!" when this woman skewered the Sirsa Nation? It was a terrible joke not even befitting a mocking.

"I love ya sister, I truly do, but no one in this world has the authority to speak on what I'm allowed or not allowed to do."

With a whirl of her left hand (her right hand is currently on Inami's wrist), Mana wasted no time summoning her trust scythe: Dead Master. Filled to the brim with endless demon magic, The Asthavon let off a burst of emerald green and black energy to devour her sister in a burst of maddening energy to begin infusing the clusters of madness back into the mind of her sister of chaos. In this way, she'd outright obliterate every last bit of infrastructure and earth around them.

Since, even though this was a mere basic energy blast, the raw potency of it was enough to be akin to a nuclear bomb exploding in the way it spread plums of madness throughout the city, how emerald ash devoured everything and the sheer kinetic force behind the blast was enough to potentially slash clear through the Queen's skin.

In the midst of this eruption of power, Ol' Mana jumped backward by about ten meters or so. It did not matter if her attack had made a direct or indirect hit; the intent behind it was enough to show she wasn't here to play games today. So, even though she licked the tip of her scythe and hoped Inami's blood lay cold on it, The Demon Queen motioned for Inami to come at her with her best shot.

"Look here, toots: I forgive ya. I truly do. Ya understand that once demons are bonded to one another we can never truly kill one another. Which is why I have no intention to kill ya here, but....."

With a chibi doll of the pink haired Ceal emerging in her right hand, Mana stuck her tongue out, crushed it and had it crumble in the wind under the sheer weight of her power to send a loud n' clear message:

"....I figure there are things worse than death ya can experience~!"

It was instantaneous, how her sister rushed forth after speaking of inami’s misdeeds and misguided actions before grasping upon inami’s wrist with a fair bit of force. As the queen of demons spoke to her of her lunacy, how no one was able to tell her what she was and wasn’t able to do. This was her sister, and she loved her sister even if she did not believe in the path she was taking,--and thus for a spell she listened, and she just took it. Mana’s insanity, her rage, her ideals and her own sense of what she believed to be right.

Even if inami did not care, the massive amount of energy that the demon overlord threw forth with the intent of maiming and causing injury to inami. It had behind it a truly massive amount of force, and yet as inami felt the force behind it she turned her palm upside down and pulled in that split second. At the cost of shattering the bones in her hand, she had slipped free from mana’s hold in time to keep the scythe from bifurcating through her hand. The pain of that however was lost on her as she felt the energy wash past her into her city, causing damage in her lands. Inami may not feel nothing for many things, but as much damage she caused, as much mayhem as she had wrought upon these lands. They were hers and to have mana mess with that was to the point that it caused a feeling beyond kinship to build within the chaya nation queen.

Mana thought her to be misguided, under the guise of some foreign power. Being led by the nose by something other than her own ideals and intentions. However as the blast rushed outwards, and caused the ground to crack, caused the land to shake and buildings to tumble the queen of strength glanced forward at the queen who stood there, in her domain. Spouting how no one could tell her what to do. No one could truly talk her sister out of anything, and to an extent that was true. However, there was a rising chord of unease in the queen of strength. A feeling that was besides this familial affection that had begun to smolder within her bodice.

It was a feeling similar to the insanity that she had felt so long ago. The feeling of wishing to lay waste to everything, to scream at the world and cause it to break apart. However something happened beyond that point that caused her to solidify what this emotion was. As Mana spoke of how she couldn’t bear to kill her, it was a sentiment that inami felt was natural. They were siblings, they were beings that had been together for so long, and weathered the storms for so long. How could they possibly bare to murder one another in cold blood. . . .

Until Mana pulled up the doll and spoke of causing a pain to her worse than death. Inami doubted that could happen but the doll that mana pulled up was the one spot that she never wished to be touched. Inami stared at her sister as she crushed that doll, and it was similar to a moment of when coherent thought simply ceases. Inami could feel her blood boiling. She could feel it all coming back to her, the why she was so screwed to begin with. Mana had taken from her, had taken from her time and time again, had taken from her what she loved, what she cared for. Had birthed the chaos into the world that had corrupted her, Mana indirectly had been the driving force of change of her change.

Inami refused to bow to this kind of manipulation any more, and the rage that filled her it was primal. It was untamed and unadulterated, it was all consuming and it nearly drove out everything else. Mana wanted to take from her the only spot of joy and warmth in her life? Mana wanted to plunge her back into the eternal hell of loathing and emptiness that had been all consuming in the mire of madness and filth of her life? Inami did not know how it felt to love someone until she had, and now mana was threatening to take that away from her?

She was not having it. She would not have it, and the emotions that raged through her were easy to discern by her energy rising to immense levels. Soon her hair faded to black as the realm around them physically disorted, a dense haze of disruption cloaking it as the queens energy continued to rise even further than it had before. Oorja energy rushed from the realm like she was absorbing everything like a sponge, demon energy exploded forth from her , the reactor of chaya nation was entirely diverted into her body as this truly cataclysmic amount of energy ruptured forth like a dam had just been broken. It was uncontrolled, it was chaotic and it warped the realm around them.

Inami was pissed, and even as the massive amount of chaos and unrest sought to encroach and corrupt the queen of brutes once more, she would counter on her own. The space around them already had begun to behave out of flux with the rest of the realm, the very earth was distorting and changing. Rocks floating in the air where gravity had failed as a concept. Random sporadic pockets of weightlessness which caused the stuff in houses within chaos point to begin to float at random. Inami was chock full of all these different kinds of energy and she’d start out with something that was explanative in it’s own right.

In inami’s hand would form a lance that was straight from her law removal ability, it’s hue would be of a smoldering white hue, and it would gleam blindingly against the light. The amount of power within it would simply cause the very air around the lance to be disrupted. The law that this lance removed was simple, it was set to destabilize and potentially disrupt the connection between mana and her very nature--chaos. It was an attack that would be capable of causing mass levels of destabilization in the realm around them, undoubtedly the force behind it was deafening, capable of causing the ground beneath the queen to shatter into oblivion, and inami holding it in her palm was a message; followed by the queen of chaya saying in an even voice.

”You can threaten me, however you cannot threaten what is mine. Do not push me sister, not on her.”

It wasn’t said in a pleasant tone, instead the full savagery of inami’s core was easily discerned. The feral growl that rumbled in her throat was soft, but it all served to show how unbelievably pissed inami was at this point. Inami did not want to have a falling out with her sister here, however if her sister continued to push her, continued to press the limits of what inami in her current mental state could bare, things would get far less civil than it was right now.

This after all was Inami’s home turf, while Mana was the defacto ruler over the realm chaya nation was inami’s home. Any other place, given the context of the situation she could step aside, or she could hold it in until it was time to act. However not here. Just like mana showed inami she meant business, the current amount of power inami was throwing off, practically causing an upheaval in the space around her it was clear that she was ready to do this. Especially now that she had brought to bear her energy to it’s fullest potential. Ripe with unrest, and discord, churning with instability and disruption, cloaked in her darkened energy. All of it was brought to bare. This was inami at her absolute full power, and she would use every ounce of it if her sister did not see the threat she had made was one that she should not have.

As inami’s hand mended the queen was ready. Depending on her sister this could go either well, or very badly. She may not be her sisters equal, but she was not a weakling that could be pushed around either. If she had to show that here and now, then so be it. She was far too angry, angry to the point that it was boiling over into her core nature:insanity. Inami had fought so hard to be better than her nature, however it was easy to see what mana was talking about. Inami originally and even recently had been far worse than her sister. Even if good intentioned she was an insatiable killer. Nizhuan had granted her the only real clarity she had in years, and now? She was surer than ever what she had to do.

Even if she didn’t like it.