A Demon's Purpose [Algos/Masakaki]

Oh? A spirit of teenage angst? That brought another amused sense of laughter from the demoness. Being compared to a human youth was rather apt was it not? The spirit of sheer vibrant determination which bled in her soul certainly was akin to a lively adolescent. Even among a world of sinful beings, this demented will stood above it all and refused to let any other taint its embrace. For no matter if her own desires were drenched in greed, a sense of grandiose selflessness and pride for her race bled within it and it is from this infusion of feelings that her royal ego could continue to dread down this chaotic path.

"Thank you~ I certainly wouldn't want the deceased energy of a rotten old hag."

Those joyous words were uttered back as she took it as a compliment at the end of the day. Though, after such sentiments were spoken, the woman took it as her cue to otherwise listen in to what the other demon had to say. Hearing him speak such notions of not needing strength brought a curious expression upon the woman's face. Most in this world desired strength, fortune, fame, influence, and all things grand. Yet, it appeared that the fellow she was with cared not for it and that brought forth a sense of intrigue in her demonic soul.

"Poor lad. You took his drink away. Such a devil you are~"

Well, what could you expect from a couple of sinners? After taking in that brief reprieve from the depths of intricate thought, the woman's blood eyes narrowed in on The Mad Hatter before she promptly had an answer for him when he asked her why she desires strength.

"Why do I want strength? Simple: greed. I want to amass influence, power and spiritual aura to have the power to protect my kingdom, save those I want to possess with my affection, and have a grandiose purpose in this dismal life."

There was then a pause before the woman echoed out another mad laugh.

"Does that sound like self-important bullshit fueled by my rotten nature? Yeah, maybe it is, but I have the blood of the gods on my side, so I'll take belief in that. If I really am a reflection of the Algea spirits of lore, then mother Eris will guide my will until I become victorious in this life."

At this point, her own horns started to show as the woman grew six angelic wings; growing furthermore comfortable in her skin and expressing the sentiments of her bleak heart to whoever dared to gaze upon its visage.

"Shades of selfishness and selflessness flow in duality in my spirit. So tell me: if you don't desire strength, what do you seek to possess in this life, and what does your soul reflect? All demons have an element of possession, so you must certainly have yours. Without it, life is but a drab gray blob of pointlessness and inability to express enthusiasm for our wicked delights."

Oops. Seeing the curiosity slowly lighting up the lasses expression he should have known better than to give her even a morsel about himself. Surely now he'd have to deal with an appetite for more. At that thought a soft defeated sigh escaped Masakaki's chest. Even so he hadn't the intention of making things easy for her. Despite that amber hued orbs would stay locked upon the woman as he merely enjoyed the moment while listening to her speak.

In normal circumstances he'd be quite surprised that one such as Algos was so forthright about herself, seemingly withholding nothing at all. Either she was simply willing to open up in such a manner, or she was vastly more determined to learn about him than he had expected. When she began to speak of her reasoning for strength she instantly managed to peak his interest. Greed was a topic the Hatter knew all too well. It was something he lived by, and reveled in. But.. The Princess's view was quite different from his own.

Whereas Masakaki's view was much more on the material aspect, such as collecting, amassing, and possessing so others cannot, her own was almost spiritual. From the way she spoke it seemed that her greed was merely for her own desire to protect that which was close to her. Not an entirely foreign concept to him, but definitely a differing view on the purpose of such intent & feeling.

Ah. There it was. That lingering hint of madness beneath the surface of all. More than hear it in the tone of Algos' laugh the demon could feel it in his very being, his demonic essence almost humming with delight. While continuing to listen to her speak Masakaki could feel the insanity churning beneath the surface, his demonic aura wanting to run free. Shrugging in response to the speak of blood, spirits, an eerie smile began to crack the calm expression that had made its way upon his face. "Blood. Spirits. The Will of others. What does it all matter in the face of what one wants for themselves?" The words would spill forth as the demoness before him revealed more of her being.

Gaze taking in the whole of the emergence of Algos' horns, and multiple pairs of wings, Masakaki's eyes had yet to move from the woman's own blood-red irises. The change, while a momentary surprise, was no bother to the male. While she continued to speak the demon could feel the cogs turning in his mind as he considered what was said. Did he really desire to possess anything in life? Were material possessions truly all he wanted?

The soul on the other hand. That he felt he knew much better. He was a being of chaos, freedom, instability, and insanity. Even with his position within Shadow Fall the Hatter still did what he wanted, when he wanted, wherever he wanted, regardless of anything that should have tied him down. He was simply a free, chaotic, being whom had never given thought to what he may desire beyond the lifestyle he chose to live.

"Who knows M'dear? Perhaps material wealth is all I need? Maybe I just want to be free? Might I be searching for the purpose you mention still? Or could I just be a chaotic mess with no purpose?" Rambling on Masakaki couldn't help the moments of shrill, manic, laughter throughout his speech. While to outsiders it may seem as if he were questioning the Princess, or even himself, he just was simply allowing the words to spill forth. Much like strength this was a topic he'd never really breached before, both because he had been content just living at the whims of life and because none had brought it up with him before. "Incorrect dear Princess! I'd say my own existence has been quite colorful indeed. Positively joyful even!" Punctuated by a silly little twirl and laugh the demon merely continued on after locking gazes once again, "Even lacking real purpose life can be full of spunk, and adventure, no?"

The notion of simply existing was a rarity in demon world in the eyes of the Princess. The sublime state of reaching a point of living for the sake of living was a lost notion to her because of the fact that possession was such a potent part of her life. No matter how grandiose or small the desire within the heart of Algos was, there was always something she gnawed at with hellish demonic intensity. So, to live without that fire and purpose was a life devoid of passion, pain, and all things which intertangle itself into a beautifully painful life.

"There is a chance you are right. If you live without a higher purpose, the complexities of this exist cease to strain your soul and you can live in a state of true peace."

Those words came off as sharp truths of reality as she perceived his potential observation of this universe to be one worth prodding further into. Yet, at the same time, that notion of peace was a boring one. Not that there was anything wrong with it. Of course not. The reason it was a dull sentiment to have is because the blood of a demon couldn't be satisfied by such simple pleasures, could it?

"Do you not feel that further zest cannot be attained in this life by finding something grander to aspire to? Of course, it doesn't have to be something as far-fetched as changing the world to become an emperor among gods. But, are you not even the tiniest bit interested in discovering that sweet satanic high that comes with attuning yourself to your element?"

At this point, the voice of Algos was becoming further enthralled. The spice of excited mania entered her voice and her sense of personal boundaries faded. As, in this moment of possession, the woman found herself inching in closer to the male until she was pressed against his body; almost pinning him against the wall as her blood energy soaked them. Yet, never once did the intention of malicious desires exude from her being. Instead, a warm feeling of sinful love bled from her being and a foul grin ushered across her lips.

"I don't deny your life isn't valid, but I just can't help but feel that in the heart of our demonic kind....there isn't always something more which can extract the beautiful highs of our true selves. Maybe I've lost my mind to the curse of Asthavon Madness, but do you NOT agree that it isn't at least worth looking into, if even on a whim of your carefree life to explore for fun?"

A state of true peace hm? Did simply existing at the whims of his being without a determined purpose truly mean he had found such a thing?? Was there really peace in chaos, and madness? Was true peace as simply as following the ebb and flow of ones soul & giving in to the tides? Or was it the opposite.. Was part of finding such a state the fight for a purpose in ones being? The fight for ones future? Living how he had until now Masakaki hadn't considered such notions before. There wasn't a need to. He had been perfectly content with things thus far & hadn't felt a need to change things. But he couldn't deny that the demoness before him was causing him to think on it for once. And the moment the Hatter's mind caught up with his train of thought he simply couldn't help the manic laughter that immediately began vibrating from within his chest and throat. Things were certainly getting interesting now!

More so when he considered the sheer boredom he could feel in Algos' words at the notion of peace. It seemed much like himself, although he does so without a destination of mind, she preferred a more lively and chaotic existence. But did that mean peace had to be boring? If he had obtained such a state as true peace than he could certainly argue against such a notion for his chaotic life was anything but what one would normally consider peaceful. But did it bring peace to mind? Indeed. To soul? Nothing, thus far, could truly bring a sense of peace to the chaotic madness that was Masakaki's soul. It was why a part of why he lived as he did in the end.

"Zest in life you say?" The words would be mumbled to himself as Algos continued to speak, an eerie light sparking to life within the amber hued orbs of Masakaki's eyes as he considered the demonesses words further. "I wouldn't go around saying my years have lacked any zest at all my dear." A cackle would follow the words as a pink hue began to alight around the demons form, his demonic energies churning in excitement in response to his gradually getting more into the conversation. "But I suppose I would have to admit to a lack of a grander desire in this existence of mine. Haven't had the need for one really." Pearly whites would almost sparkle in the light as a grin split his face even as he felt the mania beginning to radiate off of Algos in response to her own words. The grin would grow even wider as his own manic energies would begin radiating from his being in response, mingling with hers in the atmosphere around them.

And then the unexpected. Without his noticing it Algos had closed the distance between themselves, pressing up against his form before he'd even registered it in his mind. Yet in response Masakaki's cackle merely grew in volume as he gazed directly into the demonesses eyes, golden orbs melting away to reveal the true coloration of his eyes, a pair of multicolored rings in each. "And here's some of that colorful spunk I was speaking of my dear Princess!" Cackling laughter never dying away as he spoke an arm would find its way around Algos' waist as he spun her on the spot as he continued to listen to her speak her mind, fighting back a momentary urge to correct her when she mentioned the notion of discovering the high of attuning oneself to their element. He had already found such a thing. But perhaps there was even more to it? Maybe she was right and there was more to his true self than he had discovered by living as he had? She certainly was making him think, which in of itself was garnering more interest in the conversation. She'd been the first to get him to think on such things, let alone consider them against his own lifestyle.

At that moment a decision was made. He was going to see just where this interest in her point of view would take him. And with that decided the entirety of his human appearance would seemingly melt away to reveal the pale flesh of his true form. Dark hair immediately bled into a vibrant pink finishing the look as he let loose the reigns on his demonic essence. "Oh my.. The dear Princess has me there. I certainly have no reason to argue against such a point." Another spin, and a cheeky grin later, "Plus. You had me at 'fun'" Amused cackling would follow the words immediately as Masakaki allowed himself to enjoy the moment.