Devil's Delight! [Nizhuan/Calypso Training]

Acceptance of another's love was not a thing which this devil was comfortable with; not in the slightest. It bled chains of subjugation from this sense of being bound to this living thing and their desires which kept them tethered to this mortal coil. Yet, the whole of her essence did not truly desire to claw out the throat of this youth. These were instilled instincts of a demonic creature forced to tear a path in this world through any means necessary. So, to reach a point in her life where such methods were no longer needed was -- odd.

Nevertheless, even in this state of oddness, the woman's bloody eyes kept their stare fixed on Calypso as she uttered these sweet notions of the heart into her bastardized head. It made the woman sick; sick enough to want to vomit all over her face as the churning of the demon's gut spewed all sorts of hostilities. However, the sane part of Liu understood that it wasn't exactly wrong and that is what made the nerves under the skin of this tainted skin tingle with disgust. The woman was a sucker for sincere kindness, so it was hard to otherwise deny this person when the bulk of her interactions with the world were with beings who were hostile, violent, and far too immersed in their own ego for her to give a shit about not harming them.

So, when Calypso had finished speaking these sentiments of truth, the devil exhaled a gruff sigh and uttered these words to her:

"I won't throw it away then, brat."

Stern and to the point, those words still snarled to life with venom behind them, but the irritated spirit knew right from wrong even if it's whole being quelled with unexpressed rage.

"Gruh, I'll make sure my damn child is alright, I don't need to be told that twice. I wanted to kill the bastard, but it's still part of me...."

With the devil's claw placed on her belly, the woman knew what this runt meant to her, and, while it was going to be a hard road to accept, things would be ok. They just had to be. There was no rhyme or reason way since she didn't have a crystal ball to see into the future. In spite of that, if she made it this far in life, whatever circumstances that lay ahead could surely be worked out. And if not? She could revert back to her true self whenever she wanted.

So in this way, the woman broke the chains around her, sighed, and prepared the unification process of merging all of Liu's soul into one. This was the last piece of that complicated puzzle that otherwise needed to be put into place to extract the complete Devil of the Underworld.

"Don't get scared, pup. Liu loves you."

With these parting words, the tainted skin erupted into an explosion of white light until the space around them was drenched in a heavenly shade of blue. As the glistening of cool stars filled the void, the sight of a feminine entity drenched in stellar, snow-coated energy stood on a rock with one angelic wing stemming from it's back. Whenever Calypso had decided she was ready, the completed form of Liu would unveil itself to her....

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The shimmering glow of the heaven-filled light around Xuanze's body of sin faded as Calypso reached out in the spacial abyss to call out to the woman's name. In this way, her crimson gaze fixed itself on this creature who had meant so much to Liu's heart that she yearned to become whole to face them as their whole self. Sickening power radiated from this creature as a result of this merger, as it seemed as if she possessed enough might to otherwise destroy entire nations at her feet. Yet, it was all empty as the atmosphere of her whims focused solely on the tingling pulsation of motherly affection from the reflections of her separated selves.

It was an immense feeling of radiating love which beat within the void of Xuanze's heart and she knew this person was someone cherished by her inner ego's. Ergo, Xuanze would be seen taking a knee to the woman as her wing lowered out of respect. Although this creature could not verbally speak, the infusion of many different particles of gold and silver light released themselves in the space around the two demons. In this way, the thoughts of Xuanze could be reflected and this simple phrase came out:

"Thank you for loving them."

A sense of immense gratitude filled the overwhelming pressure of her completed sense. Xuanze could feel this anchor of attachment to Calypso which was sentimental, precious, and beautiful all at the same time. So, even if her exterior seemed as cold as ice, the woman's heart flowed with a sense of love within it that only a true mother could have. So, in this way, she stood up, look vacantly down at the Asthavon, and held her in her arms. All that mattered now was the moment of their bodies physically connecting and feeling the warmth of their souls nurturing one another.

"Why do the desires of your heart wish to see me?"

The true earnest feeling of the heart is what this young demon sought after in this life in the people she came across. Observing this youth brought the devil a sense of understanding. Since, to this hellish being, Calypso was a creature of pure vibrant passion fumbling about in the darkness of life seeking to find the meaning behind her decisions. Indeed, this demoness was a source of great amusement as she was posed with so many ultimate choices that Xuanze's own element of choice couldn't help but be tickled by this Asthavon.

Though, for now, her rigid cold exterior still held strong as she overheard Calypso uttering the intentions of wanting to see such a reclusive being such as herself. Beyond curiosity, a sense of desire to learn more about this inner self of Liu bled and that sense of care and concern breed itself into one simple question: Are you okay? That is a question that took the devil a few moments to compose an answer for. It is true that she felt fine, yet the world around her felt so -- distant. If it weren't for the love radiating from the Asthavon's being, it would be an empty husk.

Still, as she touched her stomach, Xuanze could understand something was keeping her tethered to this realm as the sleeping body of Liu's true physical form lay in the real world. The pulsation of her baby, that seed of family instilled in her by Hayden and that connection to the living world did make her feel twinges of parental instinct. So, above all else, she felt -- grounded.

"I am...loved."

That is the only thing she could think to say as her icy eyes looked at the starry heavens above. Taking a few moments of pause to bask in this sublime moment, the woman continued bleeding her emotions into the energy around them.

"Perhaps that is enough to make me feel ok."

Now with her gaze back on Calypso, Xuanze had a question for the demon in return.

"And because I'm ok, I feel my other selves gave you the love needed to grow in this time you've spent with us, did they not?"

Ingesting the words of the fragile sorrows of the demonic youth before Xuanze had brought a twinge of emotion within the depths of her soul. Aimless, lost, and in a world of savages; the sense of uncertainty bled within the past of Calypso's lifetime. While things mend, change and heal with the progression of time; the shadows of hurt inflicted from the reflection of yesterday brought with it lingering pain which molded, shaped, and altered the trajectory of a person's ego. With this in mind, the clear-cut focus of the devil understood what she needed.

"The decision to let the clouds of the past hang over is yours to make. I cannot tell you what is right or wrong for you to feel, but it is fruitless to hold on to such attachments if your present holds such sweet release."

Now gazing upon the visage of the endless stars in the skies, the reflections of Liu's own past flooded into the mind of Xuanze. A girl who was lost, abused, hurt, killed, and made into a devil for the sake of a world she barely knew. All of these events ushered in a sense of failure from her caretakers to provide a true sense of security and blessing to their kin. The only parental love she knew was that of a father in Ravan; so stumbling into the dark of motherhood was something which the devil was uncertain of. So, on this note, the woman confronted the woes of Calypso's heart with a simple truth.

"Souls of this world are faced with endless choices. These choices can produce positive or negative outcomes. In spite of this reality, we march forward in the abyss for the chance of seeking enslavement or freedom through our decisions. So, there is no idea of what a good parent is, there is only the type of person you yearn to become and the actions which lead to the hard choices to become that person for the people you claim to love."

Still as frigid as ice, that cold stare of Xuanze lingered as she asked one simple thing of Calyspo:

"Do you understand? There is no parenthood, only the choices which decide the wavelength of your love."