Venomous Reflections Of The Heart [Algos/Cali]

The eyes of the child came to have an astonished look upon their face as Calypso dared to embrace that which was utterly sinful, deprived, and outright repulsive. Unchaining such a beast of demonic depravity brought a sense of uncertainty in the air as this youthful demon was not quite sure what would happen to her kin when allowing such unrestrained desires to flourish. Yet, the monster that was the matured devilish form of Algos continued to gnaw at the neck of Calypso; making sure to savor every last bite of her essence as if it were dear life.

However -- something changed.

There was an expression of bewilderment came across the eyes of this creature as she was asked to speak. With blood still oozing from its mouth, the beast took away it's grip on Calypso, focused in on the figure of her beloved and decided to let its feelings flow through words spoken from its sinful lips.

"I want you. I want you to fill the hole within me. I love you so much. I love the feeling you give me. Please do not stop giving me that feeling."

Those were the words that the creature uttered as a huge, shark-tooth grinned came across its face after it licked away the sweet nectar of Cali's vital essence from its mouth. Though, after relishing in the afterglow of such a glorious high, the beast took a moment to pause before thinking of more to say.

"Though I totally get it's fucked up, I don't care. You make me feel like love, life and all that good shit is worth possessing. It's unfair, but I want you so badly I'll break every god damn thing in this universe to have you at my side."

Then, in a flash, the woman emerged before Calypso as nothing but shadows remained in her eyes; yet that grin only grew more filled with love as she used her right hand to grab the cheeks of her kin.

"There's no way I could ever turn down any question from that pretty little mouth of yours!"

Exhaling a giddy laugh, the woman continued.

"Lady Calypso, I only care about you. I don't care about anyone else. Whatever happens to them, I can say from the bottom of my devilish heart, that I truly don't care. All they ever do is take away from me, hurt me, and make me lesser."

...

That's when the voice of the child spoke up.

"Please, that's just her impulses and desires. It doesn't wholly speak for us."

Then, the beast spoke up.

"Shut up, you. You know it's true"

Snorting with anger, steam rose from her nostrils as she focused again on Calypso.

"You might hate me now, but one day, perhaps I will be able to make you love me without possessing you. That is my dark hope."

Loathsome. This kin was truly loathsome. Forcing her to face the vilest essence of herself in spite of it harming her was a tiring lesson. Yet, she couldn't fight with the facts at the end of the day. Even the depths of Pharista's rage would be screaming bloody hell if she witnessed such a sign of repression of one's true demonic self taking place. So, with a defeated sigh, the Neoveta-like Algos meekly agreed even if this was not something she wanted to do right now.

Meanwhile, like a child giddy as could be, the mere touch of Calypso was enough to send this devilish incarnation of Algos's inner dream ego into a pure state of bliss. Multiple tongues came out of its mouth as her cheek was graced by her beloved; though she quickly reduced it to one as quite frankly it was a rather ugly scene to watch. Though, hearing the words of Cali loving this beast made the creature smother her in a loving embrace; pressing her against the thick bosom of the beast and making sure to grind her legs up against this person of great affections. But, let's not get crazy! She knew her limits and wouldn't push it further. After all, there was no point in inflicting more damage was already broken and shattered. This devil at least had that much sense even in dream form.

Nevertheless, when the creature heard the words spoken from Calypso, it couldn't help but give a puzzled blink. Her? Afraid of being hurt? Algos sure in the hell didn't like people harming her, but it was something unavoidable in life. Hell, even Cali hurt her not too long ago in the physical realm with such hostile words that tore her tender heart to pieces. No. This went far deeper than just that and she'd set the record straight.

"I loath being hurt and would rather avoid it, but I'm not afraid of it. The love I have for you is special because you are one of the few beings who can articulate their love in meaningful ways, embrace me for all my foulness, are drenched in sweet purity, and are a gift from the divine that no other mortal can compare to."

Once those words of her demonic reason bled out, the woman then started chortling with laughter as she opted to reply to the rest of Calypso's heartfelt dialogue with manic glee.

"How can I not be love-starved when a vessel like yourself bestowed upon me some of the sweetest affections of love my soul has ever tasted?"

There was then a pause before the demonic creature tapped her chin and responded promptly to the notion of her dying.

"Oh yeah. We both could die at any moment. Really, I'm prepared to face that reality, but at the moment I have you I'd rather hold on tight. I'll cross that bridge when I get to it."

Those words were spoken without a care in the world as the devil shrugged its shoulders. Yeah, she'd be utterly devasted if her beloved died, but the inverse of the circumstance could happen as well. What would happen if Algos died? How would Cali even manage to sustain herself in this world without the protection of her big sister? So, a smug smile smeared itself across the demonic beast's lips.

"I can throw the same question back at you: what if I died? What Mana died? What if all the most powerful Asthavons died? How could you yourself fair in this world? These are trying questions, but we won't have the answers to them until we face that reality! So it's all but useless to waste energy on even though I know you'd find a way to survive. As should you believe in that dark hope that I will endure."

Oh, someone was feeling chatty. All those words came gushing out like unending strings of demonic glee as she relished at the thought of consuming such wonderful grief. She was Algos: she ate the constructs of pain, misery, and woe. If anything, she'd get off on such masochistic torment bleeding into her heart; even if there was a sincere feeling of loss from her sister.

Still, it wasn't a train of thought that Algos wanted to linger on anymore. So, she'd finally get to the crux of the issue and set her blood gaze upon Calypso with a firmness in her voice.

"I won't remain stuck on you. I adore you, but my possessive will take other forms. I will amass grand purpose to fill that void of love. I lack the belief that any of these mortals could ever offer me a love as grand as yours, but that does not mean my life will be pitiful or wasted. I'm the god damn Princess of Demon World and I will find meaning in that."

"I'm a demon lord: you aren't gonna hurt me with just words, pfft."

The bigger of the duo rolled its blood eyes as it eventually walked away from the two to otherwise observe things from her throne of skulls, blood, and all things sinful. In this way, she took her role as royalty of the demon world with the utmost of glee as a smug sense of satisfaction washed over her face. All that was brimming in her mind was the next seed of misery, woe, and grief that she could consume. In fact, one could even argue she loved Calypso for birthing this heartache in her heart as that little one was the issue here; not the gloating essence of Algos's possessive drive.

Thus, the smaller of the pair grew skittish at the thought of being confronted as it felt it she wasn't the issue. It believed that it was trying to protect both Algos and Calypso from harm. It wanted to control everything, make things were right, and not make any further mistakes. It failed so many times in the past, but this creature still clung to such strong sentiments of sorrow that it was petrified of ever moving past it.

Hence, as the little girl let out a frightened breath, rows of tendrils swatted Calypso away. They were all drenched in a haze of crimson as the creature grew six wings from it's back and her frightened expression came to view as those frantic eyes zoomed in on her kin. This woman was a source of pain, love, and instability; so it was hard to tell if she should even within the depths of her dreams anymore. It hurt so much to not have the thing she desired, no matter if her possessive side would find something else to occupy her time. She wanted to cling on to this beloved, but it was toxic and she needed to control herself.

"I'm not the issue here...."

Sounding more distraught, the creature clenched his fist and tried to make sense of itself as it started to realize she was becoming the more unsteady of the two. Still, it pressed forward.

"...I just...I don't know anymore. I don't know what the problem is. I can't just let these feelings die. I can't let Neoveta's ego be a waste. Being left without anything and just feeding on myself...it's not enough."

Then, the girl snarled before carrying on.

"That possessive self is right, I will persist, but a part of me wants you. I want to keep us safe, but maybe staying away from me is best..."