Wandering Royals: A Meeting Of Devils [Algos/Inami]

Eradication of the self is what is needed to develop and cultivate a stronger sense of being. And in these quiet moments, Algos froze as there was a fair amount of information to process. All of her regrets, thoughts, feelings, and the foundation of what she was put into question. It was like a burning static in her mind as it kept melting away the layers of her own loathsome pit of despair.

And in place of that solemn feeling, there was a nauseous sickness in the gut of the devil as she could peer into the connection between the two and formulated that was merely a formality. This was an act, and since the woman could only read feelings and not minds, the purpose of this front alluded her as The Princess knew such forgiveness couldn't come that simply. So her mind focused on the objective at hand: just what the hell did she want out of ruling this kingdom? No, better yet: who the hell was Algos Asthavon?

...

Algos backed away from the woman as her blood eyes seemed lost in a daze. She did not want to be near Inami at this time as there was a creeping sense of vulnerability flowing through her being. If the woman was of weaker will, this would certainly be the point where her own powers would have lost control. But: she was an Asthavon. One of the strongest below Mana at that. Therefore, while her demonic energies started to become erratic for a few moments, it dimmed into a few dull sparks of shade electricity that scattered around the woman's body as she didn't want anyone to come near her.

'Who am I?'

A flash of Neoveta unveiled itself in both Algos's mind and replaced the vision of Inami for a few seconds. In this time, the fellow Queen would be able to see these visuals for herself if she were in sync with the bond they shared as a family. Regardless of that fact, The Princess's will grew more irritated; so this visualization burned to ash as that was no longer her.

'Who am I?'

Another reflection of her current self with her all maddening grins stood in front of Inami. Again, Algos scowled and that vision burned to ash as it was all the manifestation of her madness, suffering, pain, and investment in being an insurance policy for if Mana herself was slain. So, that wasn't her will either.

'WHO AM I?!'

As the flames of Ulv's Dementing Will surged around her, this fire brought with it the comforting touch of a blanket of love, but it was not hers to call her own will either. Instead, this inferno within herself dimmed and turned to black before the woman bled out two blood and shadow wings behind herself which screeched with such violent melting power. The floor groaned, windows cracked and the presence of a heavy earth-shattering presence grew as the woman sweated, breathed loudly, and steadily composed herself as this power grew fainter until it came to a lull with her determination.


"I am...Algos: the future Queen of Demons."


Firm, but loud; the woman seemed calmer as her wings started to dissipate into black and scarlet blood on the floor. As within her being did the embers of Neoveta, Ulv, Mana, Khala, and all other influences become discarded at that moment. And in its place, a visual of a noblewoman came to mind. One which was lost to the sands of incarnation. Through this encounter, Inami had managed to recollect the thoughts of Eris's daughter.

While this previous incarnation of Algos thrived on the concept of pain, she knew it was not her element to lose herself in. It was only a guide to act as a traditional demon would: to possess. They were creatures put on this universe to drain the negative aspects of the world, possess the hellish elements of the people who live in it, and reduce the damning fate of becoming a hollow creature from failing to devour this sin in others. And then, when the calls of the cosmos called upon it, they were meant to possess the essence of these positive energies to keep the damning order of balance in this existence.

For that reason is why Mana Asthavon must have shattered whatever peace and order as it was growing to be too much of an issue. Now the inverse has come and it was time for Algos to establish that possessive purpose in a demon's life.

"I'm prideful, arrogant, and anything but humble. Perhaps my ego is too great for myself, but this sense of strength in our people comes because we deserve better as demons."

Clarity began to wash over Algos as being in her pure self, she knew the direction that needed to be done. So, the woman turned her back away from Inami and started to walk away before pausing and looking outward at the moon above the heavens as its gentle light touched the bloodied room's floor.

"Much like you've given me at this moment, I've determined we need to find our purpose. As a future Queen to be I need to be able to realize our essence. And we are creatures that are meant to possess the hell of this world. I want to consume the failures, strife, and hell and fulfill my duty as a true goddess of our kind. I want to become...something more than either of my mothers."

Then, as if akin to an act of god, the woman's horns sprouted as two ember and coal-hued appendages stuck out of her head and a flaming aura of determination started to bleed over in the room. This sense of self, familiarity, and being her own woman is perhaps the harsh lesson that the woman needed in order to get a better sense of how to handle things moving forward. No longer was enough to hold on to the past, it was time to lean into herself and become her own devil.