Seclusion In Blood [Neoveta/Ulv]

Mon Dec 03, 2018 11:24 am

Artist: N/A - Song: The Chase - Word Count: N/A

Infinite seas of red-drenched the crimson stained desert for as far as the eye could see. Clusters of strong wind whipped around this scarlet ash as the glaring blaze of the golden sun glared down upon these ruins of Demon World. Only those adapted to the harshness of this world's terrain could endure life in these outlands. Yet, even with that being the case, life can still be taken away as easily as it can be given.

As the heat smothered lands all around, the sandy ruins held within the corpses of many freshly slain demons. Men, women, children; all of them were slain as plums of black smoke rose in the air from what appeared to be a recent conflict. If one were to set their eyes away from the primary source of conflict in the center, small footprints could be seen that pointed in a direction away from where this battle took place. If they were followed, they'd eventually lead to the sight of a lone youth walking through these endless desert ruins.

Wearing nothing more than a tattered black cloak with iron-scented blood scattered across it, and that infamous Asthavom Symbol embedded on it's back in red, it was apparent that this individual held high status in the lands of Demon World. The Asthavon Family were the royal family of this realm, so it made sense to see someone with that symbol is an Asthavon. Combined with the trail of destruction left in their wake, it only makes sense that this person could be associated with such a foul family.

Yet, unlike other Asthavon's, this silver-haired demoness did not extract this carnage out of an actual desire. Nay. She was assigned to handle another cluster of agitated demons planning to assault the central kingdom from intel given to them by Shadow Fall's own elite core of agents. So all that was left to do was terminate the threat no matter who stood in the way for the sake of their kingdom and the happiness of this family which had been consumed with so much contempt and chaos. It bought little pleasure to extract such death into this world, but it was something which must be done.

Therefore, to seek shelter from this external and internal pain, this blood winged child found herself seeking refuge in a temple of Khalaism which had been erected in this wasteland for any who may have lost hope in this sickening life. Of course, since it was so far out, this stone structure held many signs of decay such as broken rock, dust from the ash of the desert, and lack of life due to how little visitors came to this region of Demon World.

So, all this crimson eyed child could do was sit down on the steps of this temple to observe the hellishly bright world of blood before her as the sounds of the desert's howl echoed forth in her ear. These sensations brought with it a sense of complete dejection as it was quite fitting to indulge in a sense of seclusion when not even the scattered remains of her heart were whole. Indeed, one couldn't even call this royal complete as this was but a mere replica of what was once a whole and loving being.

Thus, much like her own heart, this dessert was nothing more than a shell of its former self. The corruption of this chaotic world stripped it out of its natural beauty and all that lay in the heart of the storm is a vessel smeared with the blood of scars from a history of miserable mistakes which have perhaps all but forever altered it.

Mon Dec 03, 2018 12:35 pm

The Flame Of Hope

Artist: Claris (Miku-Tan cover)- Song: Connect

It was hard work, getting here. Pop in at Chaos Point, and then she had this nightmare world to deal with. She wasn't entirely sure that this place wasn't literally a nightmare world, because the people living here certainly had the power to do that if they wanted. It was extra difficult because Ulv had only a scent from long ago to go off. But nothing wanders forever, and she eventually found herself in a most negative part of the Demon World. It felt like everything here had been forgotten even by those that trod upon it. And so she began, Tung Ren.

With every step she took she inhaled, and with every second step, she exhaled. With every inhale, she took in the pain of the land. With every exhale, she gave out the warmth and hope of her flame. Tung Ren was an art practised by the Monks of Tibet, and Ulv had adapted for her Resolve Flame, as a means of cleansing a large area without having to blast out her Resolve Flame and scorch it away. Taking in the pain was a considerable task due to it's scale, but Ulv was a Furnace the size of The World, and so she could handle it. With this stepping breath, she eventually arrived at the run-down temple, and Neoveta herself. To look up at Ulv was to look up at Passion itself. As if the concept was carved into a statue that had since began to move. A person could scarcely comprehend the idea of a woman like this giving up in any situation. It would seem as if every step was taken with such confidence that the ground itself could crumble away into nothing, and she would still walk upon it, for she willed it to remain.

"A fair while ago, you told me it would take much more than what I had to restore you to who you were. And I told you I would bring much more next time I saw you. So, here I am, bringing much more. You.....want some clothes before we start anything?" sheasked. Her new Empathic Heart Of Fire beat, and the fire in it opened her senses to everything that Neoveta could feel, a warming fire in the dark night that searched every nook and cranny of her emotions, so that Ulv might best help her.

Tue Dec 04, 2018 7:21 pm

Artist: N/A - Song: The Chase - Word Count: N/A

You'd have to be a fool, dangerous or yearning for death to have ventured this far into the depths of Demon World's hell. So it's why Neoveta held her glance toward the horizon as she sensed another entity beginning to encroach upon her space. Yet, she wasn't afraid. There was a stone cold expression cemented across her face as it seemed devoid of much life. After having killed a whole horde of people, one doesn't have any other thoughts as each life which was taken weighs on you in the mind of The Fragmented Princess.

Regardless, now wasn't the time to get lost in sentimental thought for the dead. The Replica Shell needed to keep herself ready and able to attack at any given notice. There was no telling what this person may bring with them, but she was also a good judge of aura perception. And, given the feeling that this energy gave, The Princess detected no malice or intent to attack. As, if this creature had intended to assault her, they'd know better than to waste time with the dramatic and assault by surprise instead of giving Neoveta time to evaluate the situation after having dropped all those bodies.

"..."

Of course, all her concerns were for not as this person appeared to have been a shinigami. In fact, it was one they were rather acquainted with following her previous venture into the depths of Demon World. Some months ago this Replica Shell of Neoveta did indeed recall coming across a shinigami who went by the name of Ulv. While she wasn't too concerned with her rank as it did not appear she was here on some mission to slaughter demons, the intent of the woman was enough to otherwise keep Neoveta from raising her blade to skewer her. So, for the moment, the nerves in the woman relaxed as she let the shinigami begin to speak her peace toward The Demonic Princess.

"...I still highly doubt that. To make me whole again would require the blessings of our demonic god. And these days, he has grown only more cruel and uncaring."

This wasn't hyperbole in the mind of this fragment shell. The original Neoveta had been compromised of the genetic extract of both Mana Asthavon and Khala Asthavon. Therefore, from her link to Khala, her semi-deity nature is tethered in rather closely to the likes of Deveta and Khala. So, when her core was ultimately shattered by her creator, it seemed almost inevitable that it would take the grace of their god to mend these shattered remains of the princess together. And even then, it would only form one half of a whole.

...

So long as Algos still exist, perhaps Neoveta will never be whole. Yet, even with that being the case, is it even worth it to be one with that half of herself? No. That isn't right. Is it even right to be united with her sister? If she were to be the Algea of lore, one of the two Algea sister of the Greek Goddess Eris, then it was perhaps better to be this way than to be one with that creature which flourished off of others misfortunate, suffering and pain.

....

Still -- this was too much thought. The Replica Shell moved out of her dazed state to otherwise address Ulv before uttering these calm words:

"I care not how I am adorned. So you are free to make yourself home at this temple of Khalaism as we welcome all those who come at our doorstep, but I can assure you that you'll be in for a world of pain. You aren't the first one who has tried to "fix" me, and the last person who did is a statue deep in the lowest layer of hell itself...."

Tue Dec 04, 2018 8:14 pm

The Flame Of Hope

Artist: Hammerfall - Song: Hearts On Fire

This woman was so, sad. It hurt Ulv's heart to feel her in such a state. She wanted to help, wanted to ignite and burn away her despair, but her flame didn't go hot enough to do that just by herself. And her current state was way more than just being mired in despair, so even if she could fix that she wouldn't be able to help what Neoveta had to be so raw about. It was good that she had waited, good that she had ensured that her power was at it's peak before coming here.

"Fair enough, if you like your current fashion then we will just get onto the start of it. I need the blessing of your Demonic God to start this. And trying to circumvent that....is a risk. He could just ignore it through his cruelty and uncaring nature grows to new heights. Or he could take offense at it and I have just made everything worse. Certainly makes things difficult. Plus I can't just help you, you have to want me to help you, and I don't think you'd want to go against a God. I certainly wouldn't want to go against the Soul King if he zapped me with webbed feet"

And then, she was struck with inspiration. Something that was very personal to her because she was the inspiration behind the idea itself.
"So, ignore possibility for the moment. I am not sure that is something that is actually an obstacle for my power, it's done some crazy shit so far. Tell me what you think. If reclaiming your original state requires the approval of an uncaring God, then what do you think about making you a new state? Dab of super-glue, so glitter to make everything look nice. Just, be careful, glitter gets everywhere and is a true nightmare to clean up. I could fix you by....I don't know, essentially reincarnating you without losing you. Does that sound like something you'd want to try?"

Sun Jan 06, 2019 12:07 pm

Artist: N/A - Song: MaouDamashii Town10 - Word Count: N/A

The Shell of Neoveta did not believe the woman had much of an iota of what venture she was trying to embark upon. In fact, even though the fragmented princess seemed to have a look of exhaustion, those dull scarlet eyes of hers still seemed to indicate a look of doubt behind them as she shook her head in disbelief in what Ulv had to say to her. There was little belief in the heart of this demon that there was anyone who could be able to release her from this sense of disjointed hell her current soul was in. So, she merely closed her eyes and responded to the shinigami with these words.

"You are right, it's naive to want to go against the will of the gods. I spent my entire life doing that. Now? I'm tired. I want to rest. When I recollect my strength, I perhaps will aspire to fight them again, but I see the extent of my mortality quite well."

Those words weren't meant to be spoken with a tone of coldness, though they could most certainly come off like that given how little Neoveta cared with how she came across. Instead, this shell of Neoveta spoke only the truth from how she perceived reality to be. As far as she was concerned, she wanted nothing but silence and peace to reflect on the life she lead. All of the people she loved, the goals she aspired to be, the battle for her own inner sanity and the dreams she once possessed were all slain and shattered to be left in the winds of the cosmos upon her death.

Of course, the woman before her didn't know when to leave an issue alone. She kept prattling on about trying to force some type of reincarnation upon the fragmented shell's spirit to give her a new life which would not displease the gods. This caused Neoveta to open her eyes once more to give her a look of further fatigue.

"That is something which Algea is already in the process of."

There was then a pause before Neoveta realized that this woman more than likely had not a shadow of a clue as to what that name even meant to her. So, she continued:

"Algea is my spirit's true identity. It is somewhere in demon world reforming itself as energy in this existence never truly is gone. When that body is ready to once again walk among the living, perhaps this will of mine will change."

Then, after taking a moment to relax, the child laid back against the church steps to gaze at the blood red sky above herself.

"As far as me wanting to try? You can say portions of myself are already trying to do that exact thing. So you aren't missing your mark, but I'm still rather exhausted from this whole ordeal, Ulv. You should be able to understand that quite clearly now...."

Sun Jan 06, 2019 12:50 pm

The Flame Of Hope

Artist: Hammerfall - Song: Hearts On Fire

The woman, Neoveta, was someone that was making Ulv's heart thump hard with sadness. In the end, Ulv couldn't handle it anymore and just swiftly embraced Neoveta, her arms aglow with pale amber light as her Tulpa burst into existence. The hugging variant was a more powerful version of her Resolve Tulpa, but she rarely used it because of it's dangers. The power it gave off deluded Ulv's mind into being unable to grasp the concept of danger, such that she could die before she knew her life was at risk. But Ulv couldn't just sit here and watch Neoveta. So she comforted her with her most powerful comfort and spoke to her, while trying to relieve the discomfort and fatigue in her body and her soul.

"I can relate somewhat to your position. Recently my spiritual predecessor died and I got stuck with her broken soul. I had no idea who I was or what I was doing, just with a terrifying thought that I was living beyond death. The journey back, dragging myself upwards towards coherency and understanding was so tiring. And I had all this baggage weighing me down. There were many times I could have just given in to the exhaustion, and just stopped. Death eases all burdens after all. But I couldn't do that, I couldn't lose. Too stubborn for my own good" she scoffed softly, and then looked down at Neoveta.

"And now I am here. With powers abound and unlimited in their field. If you take the hand I extend, I can tell you your troubles will be over by the end of it. There is nothing outside my grasp when my flame burns against the source of your pain. However impossible you think something is, it is not so for me. The only issue I have, is the need for your permission to enact it"

Ulv finally let Neoveta go, the impromptu hug probably surprising despite it's great power towards the soothing of hearts and minds. And in exchange, she held out a hand. A hand that caught fire, and burned warmly, with the promise of hope, of freedom from the chains of doubt and despair, and the fulfilment of desire.

"I promise things will not explode, implode, or in anyway plode should this not work. There is a considerable amount of nothing that happens if it doesn't work, to tell the truth"

Mon Jan 07, 2019 2:22 pm

Artist: N/A - Song: The Chase - Word Count: N/A

The blood gaze of the ghost-haired princess kept its sight set on Ulv as the woman tried to absolve the exhaustion, grief, and pain acquired from the shattered remains of Algea's soul with but a mere hug. Her efforts, however, were not met with success. The physical body of Neoveta seemed to have generated a new source of energy; as her demonic force could be felt increasing in its presence. Yet, the psychological tiredness still remained to a great degree because it was not something to easily be made to move on from in the mind of The Royal Demoness.

"The words you speak are noble enough, but hugs will not dissolve what has been done to me. I never spoke of giving up, but there is a time to rest and I feel exhausted from all that I've been through."

A great sense of apathy left the dry lips of The Shell since she still could not muster herself to leave that almost monotone form of speaking out. It felt tedious to have to reach in deeper into those memories, feelings, and sentiments to pull out that which ails her. And it did not help one bit when this shinigami assumed that she was this impossible being. The perception of The Princess found this offputting as there are many beings with strong powers, wills, and abilities that proclaim similar boosts; but it all comes off as bravado and patronizing to someone working themselves through such a complex issue.

"I feel the life drained from me, but my spirit remains; even if damaged. Therefore, I have a will in this universe and it will sort itself in due time. I feel small portions of myself working toward becoming whole once more..."

There was a pause before The Princess closed her eyes and exhaled a gentle sigh of breath to continue on with her engagement with Ulv.

"..which brings me to my point: if you are this impossible being, then restart every wrong that has occurred in history and throughout the cosmos this instant with all of your power. If you cannot do that, you are still a finite being who makes mortal mistakes just as myself or the next person over. If's offputting to assume one person can rewrite all of these wrongs just because they desire it."

While The Princess felt irritated at this point, it was only natural when her whole body and mind was filled with the echoes of fatigue. Not being your whole self is tiring, and it only makes matters worse when you feel your own journey is being nulled by another claiming to have all the answers and solutions that you've worked your life toward with but a snap of the finger. Neoveta still had belief in herself, that much she wanted to believe in because if she didn't the remaining portions of herself that exist could easily be ended if she wanted to go the route of suicide. So something inside of her still persists, even if she feels consumed by grief and pain.

So, with her conscious fixed on this singular concept of torment, her crimson eyes darted up at Ulv before carrying on with this dialogue:

"Explain. Explain what it is you intend to do when my spirit is already in the process of trying to reincarnate itself. What exactly do you plan to do to me if I did give you permission to do whatever it is you keep insisting upon me?"

Mon Jan 07, 2019 2:58 pm

The Flame Of Hope

Artist: Hammerfall - Song: Hearts On Fire

She was cynical. Which, was actually pretty strange. Nobody else had doubted Ulv for a moment, and had grasped her hand to let her help them. But, this was a woman so far into the depths of the abyss that Ulv's Resolve Tulpa didn't even scratch her emotional turmoil despite it's power. So it was understandable that she was going to be cynical. But she was like a child poking holes in something to show that they were smart and could poke holes in things. It made Ulv laugh awkwardly. She'd never had to explain herself to someone before.

"Haha, hey. I did say they were infinite in this regard, not that they were just flat infinite. And I agree, things will fix themselves in due time, but why wait for due time? Why suffer when you can get help from someone else? Certainly worked for me. Everything would have fixed itself in due time for me, but in due time was to slow and being fucking useless sucked. I am a finite being who makes mortal mistakes. Hell, I died because of a mortal mistake. But if you showed me someone who's greatest negativity was every wrong that has occurred in history and throughout the cosmos, and they gave me permission to use my Devil's Heart, then every wrong that has occurred in history and throughout the cosmos would be resolved" she spoke with the same amount of confidence that she did anything with. An impeccable, unquestionable amount.

"As for what is going to happen...haven't the foggiest. Not a clue. Can better predict the winning lottery tickets five years in advance than what is going to happen when I use my Devil's Heart on you. I could get a clue if you told me the biggest, darkest, most horrible source of negativity that festers in your soul. But even then it would be an assumption, a guess. I am sorry to have misconstrued something in your perception of me. My power in this regard is the omnipotent one, I'm just along for the ride. I don't even actually do anything other than host it. It is Devil's Heart, and you that creates the thing.

Any thing. I would not discredit it just wiping your Demon God out of existence if that is what is needed. That, or spawning a new God to contest it or...you get the idea. Shit gets crazy. I made a frigging, Metaphysical negativity sink for Inami, a porous wall of Arianda that keeps out harmful influences while still allowing her to use the powers she got from those influences. I changed the very fabric of Calypso's powers so they would not hurt her like they did. I...didn't actually use it on Demonica, now I think about it. That was just the Resolve Flame to help her get out of the funk she got driven into after Ibiki turned her ass into chow. But Cero! The bloody Hollow Quincy! The Anathema! The Impossible Guy! The Dude Who Should Be Really Painfully Dead By Now! I, am not entirely sure what I did for him but then I am not entirely sure what he was in the first place. But whatever was wrong with him, aint wrong anymore"

She finished her long rant, and took a breath, somewhat blushing for going off on a rant like that.
"Sorry, I ramble when I am nervous. But, to clarify and conclude. I don't know what's going to happen. All I know is that it will be good, and it will give you the peace that you deserve. In a none killing you way"

Tue Jan 08, 2019 1:42 pm

Artist: N/A - Song: The Chase - Word Count: N/A

Neoveta observed Ulv as she seemed to be rather insistent still on providing the service of trying to burn away the grime of her shattered soul's grief. It's not as if she found that desire inherently wrong, but that her way of going about it appeared to have a lot of holes in it as it's not something one can force upon another being so simply with a wave of their hand. Granted, being isolated and secluded did not grant one much of a result either. And to that degree, The Fractured Princess could not see any flaw in wanting to lean on the hand of others to help them as it takes a whole community to nurture a damaged soul in some instances.

"I do not disagree that other people can help to bring peace to persons well being. You have that much correct."

There was a simple nod of the head as the woman still spoke in her monotone voice while acknowledging that which Ulv uttered. Of course, it was nice to see her become a bit more humble while uttering these sentiments to The Princess. Yet, as she started to ramble on, the confidence waned as it seemed as if the shinigami before the demoness knew not much of what she was doing. It was hard to sell yourself when you yourself give off the impression that you are ready to sweat bullets. So The Replica Shell was still not entirely sold based on how she presented herself.

"I do not believe I'm the only one here who needs to be assisted. Your words are being spoken at such a fast rate of speed that I believe you are going to give yourself a heart attack. Relax. I'm not going to kill you."

Even if The Princess was irritated and exhausted, that still did not mean the intent of her spirit was foul in any way shape or form. The Royal just wanted this wandering Shinigami to understand that her methods were less than stellar when it came to the way of describing them. She had not a clue of what she was doing, not control over her power and she just wanted The Princess to outright trust her without anything tangible to back them up. For all Neoveta knows, those stories could have been fabricated and there is little reason to believe that such methods could help her in any form.

So, this lone Asthavon folded her arms and gazed at Ulv for what seemed like an eternity. It appeared as if her blood eyes were staring straight through the soul of the shinigami before she came to a decision.

"I have no reason to believe anything you say or do will work, but I will try it just this once. If I do not like the results, I will purge this influence from my body outright as I'm quite understanding of how these powers work when dealing with the magical systems us demons have to adhere by in this existence. Do not waste my patience..."

Tue Jan 08, 2019 2:31 pm

The Flame Of Hope

Artist: Hammerfall - Song: Hearts On Fire

Ulv felt like she was talking to a more dispassionate Niflhiem. Something that she swore was impossible before this point. They were not one to get wrapped up in the passion and conviction of Ulv's drive and just accept her words. They were kind of the opposite. She disbelieved Ulv's words, and the muscle girl was tempted to go kidnap Inami so she could attest to the power of her Resolve Flame. But...that would probably not go down so well for all involved. So she just took a deep breath, and calmed herself down, so that the emotion was less vibrant and all-pervasive.

"I'm sorry. My flame feeds off passion and I have it in abundance incomprehensible. Sometimes when I get into a situation that I have been planning for a while it takes over and cooler heads go down to the bar for a pint because nobody is listening. I am just a powerful Empath and I can feel your emotions. And they hurt, like razor blades and shattered glass. I want to help you, I want to ease your pain because nobody deserves to feel like that. It is a curse that I feel the emotions without the accompanying mindset that may hide the emotions from the person"

Ulv ran her hands through the short hair, and nodded softly, listening to what she had been saying.
"I can also admit that 'No idea what's going to happen, I don't actually control this, I just start it up' is a poor sales pitch, but it is true. This power is more akin to giving you the power to manifest the countenance to your greatest source of negativity. And as such I can't do anything more than allow you to do that, because I don't know your greatest source of negativity"

Ulv, more in control of her emotions now, gave a soft bow, held out her blazing amber hand, extended to Neoveta, and allowed her to take it at her pace, not one dictated by Ulv.

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