Deadened Ego [Algos/Santa]

6/25/2021, 5:44 pm

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Under blackened skies, smoke rose to the heavens as blood sands swept across the lands of this hellscape. Bodies were scattered about as if they were ragdolls in a child's play-den, yet it was to be expected as the demoness who did this sat alone a blackened rock in the center of debris, fire, and death. Wearing her blackened dress, a dull expression was left behind this snowy-haired figure's crimson eyes.

Why was she even here to begin with? Simple: Diplomatic communication had failed with a group of demons rebellious to the royalty of the demon world. Therefore, despite her attempts to mend these wounds, they could not be allowed to exist if they were determined to come after her kingdom. It is unfortunate, and not something Algos herself desired, but the duties of being demonic royalty required savagery.

"I gave them a chance out, Ulv. So I tried first before resorting to such methods."

There was a low mutter as the woman's blood-soaked tendrils twitched and snarled with violent intent. There was a blackened vortex opening up before her, and while she wasn't certain what would come out of it, she was prepared for anything even if it all felt repetitive, tiresome, and utterly drab.

"State your reason for stepping forth into the demon world, or I'll rip your brain out of your skull."

The woman did not raise her voice, nor did she look too particularly upset. Yet, those words were filled with sincere intent. This universe felt as if there were nothing for enemies for past sins a former self of hers indulged in, so whatever came her way was just her own mess to clean up and dispose of how she fit.

6/25/2021, 5:55 pm

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The valley of screams was an interesting road to take. Little pinpricks of reality that scattered throughout the endless dark void, solidifying only as one's mind focused on where they were going. But every now and then, if one were so reckless as to wander it aimlessly, one would find themselves somewhere totally alien. She had, initially, thought that she had finally managed to find a way into soul society proper. A path that honestly was hard to find, almost as if there was something sweeping it around. But when she found that folidifying shard of thought in her head, she found herself drawn.

It smelled familiar. Like that Oni she'd met before, and then the other one she'd met soon after. As she stepped out of that yawning dark, the gaping circular void of garganta, not the descorrer that arrancar usually used, she paused when she noticed the scene she'd walked into. And if Algos was the sensory type, she'd feel an immediate.....refracting. Almost as if Santa's soul wasn't....quite on her body, but scattered around her like light through a prism, flowing around her in a rather wide area. But nothing came of it.

Rather, she paused, a startled look on her face as she looked at the strange being. She sniffed slightly. "Is .... this the Oni realm?" She murmured to herself, as if she hadn't even heard the woman call it the Demon realm. She really didn't understand why these Oni kept calling themselves that. But she didn't make any comment about it. Instead, she smiled. "Sorry homie! I smelled something like my Gs Caly and Ari, didn't expect....uh..... all this though. My word." She murmured lightly, glancing down at the bodies. This was much more like the Oni behavior she expected. Her eyes shifted back toward the enthroned woman and she offered a respectful dip of her chin. "I pray your forgiveness, if this a bad time I can make like a tree and leaf." She noted with a sheepish smile on her face. Her atrocious mishmash of verbal communication seemingly frankensteined from various time periods and lingos.

6/25/2021, 6:05 pm

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For the time being, Algos didn't care much for oddity in Santa's soul. There was an abnormality that was sensed about it, but given the outward expression of the woman it did not appear as if she was prepared to do battle. So while her mind was ready to pull the trigger and kill her at a moment's notice, her own impulses for blood were too dulled to bother with as this circumstance didn't require a violent hand. No sense in repeating the same mistakes of her past.

"You are correct, this is a realm of devils."

Brief and to the point, The Princess wasted no time in addressing her answers. With her scarlet eye locked like a hungry tiger to its prey, Algos did not let a single sight of the blonde vixen escape her view. One wrong move, one wrong word; she'd put an end to her if she could help it. However, nothing disrespectful came from her mouth. Sure, The Demoness thought the woman was a wackjob with the way she spoke, but she shrugged it off as it was obvious enough she was more cautious of the demon than the other way around and the Arrancar was trying to be civil about things to avoid an unfortunate fate.

Still - the name of Caly and Ari did not escape the ears of the lone demon. Visions of her once snowy-haired sister started to flow in her mind as a cold sigh escaped the lips of Algos despite the air around them being hot as hades itself. With this cold mist exiting the woman's mouth, she stared down Santa still and remained quiet for a few moments as she processed what to do with this entire circumstance. No sense in getting triggered over those two, despite the fact that those pair of demons that the Arrancar found herself cozy with were -- enemy.

"How do you know Calypso Asthavon and Arianda Vael?"

Once again, she cut through the silence with a straightforward question as she had one of her tendrils pat the head of the Arrancar.

"You are in my grace. You no longer seem like an enemy, but I cannot say if you are an ally just yet."

6/25/2021, 6:30 pm

Santa paused for a moment as she listened. "Oni realm, right." She hummed along, subconsciously correcting Algos along the way as she looked around. Her attention briefly paused on the bodies. Were they dead? They certainly didn't seem alive. She pondered what Oni tasted like before her eyes shifted back to the woman. The reaction to those two names was a bit of a surprise. After all, sure Ari had seemed to know Caly, but it was a bit surprising that EVERY Oni she had met seemed to know eachother!

She paused when she glanced up at the tendril, watching as it moved in and patted her on the head, potentially even nicking itself on those sharp short antlers of hers. "Oh them? I met them in the human world. I ran into her in......uh.......someplace warm?" She still wasn't familiar with the names of the human regions. "She was really nice, even if a little thirsty. She seemed nice though. Firm butt!" She pointed out with a bright smile, promptly remembering when the girl had to be extracted from Santa's garden. "As for Ari uhhhh, she met me in that disguise of hers. She also seemed nice, even showed me that cool thing she can do. When she uhh...." She frowned and then buffed her cheeks up, the ground beneath her suddenly undulated. There was no rise or fall in energy. That field didn't change as it wasn't so much her doing anything as no longer holding something back. Flesh grew from the ground, a clawed hand made from bone and stitching muscle grew out of the ground behind her and then raked down her back, her flesh bursting, regenerating aggressively outward, and then some, her skin 'healing' far past where it had been to slither out and spread into two long, sharp pairs of wings, very similar to the ones that Ari herself had in her true form. "Like this! And then she watched me fall off a building until I could fly." She noted, still smiling calmly as she recounted the event, her wings flexing and shifting as she remembered the occasion. It had been a bit more intense than the other flying experience she'd gotten.

Then she paused, glancing at Algos for a moment as if remembering the woman was there, having been caught up in thinking about her meeting of the other demons. "Uhhh, sorry. Did I answer your question?"

6/25/2021, 6:46 pm

ENTER THE DEMONS POST

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Mutation. That single word is what came to the mind of Algos her deadened eyes took a brief glimpse at the world mutating around the Arrancar. More disturbances from her soul and body's abnormal make-up brought a rather disgusting pair of wings into existence. Still, it was of no concern to her at the moment. Yeah, The Princess was keeping it in mind if something got dangerous, but for now, it seemed in control enough and she'd mow her down herself if it got out of hand.

"Sounds like something my little sister would do. You are a funny one, Arrancar."

Speaking in a low, tender voice; the demoness let out a passing empty chuckle as she imagined her sister taking delight in the new sights of Earth. This was an apt word, but not quite in the sense that Santa imagined. The woman was hungry to discover more of the world and move past the reach of the demon world, so if nothing else this Arrancar was somewhat on the nose in the mind of Algos.

"Your power is odd, Arrancar. Your whole spirit is abnormal for that matter. I'd tread carefully in this realm if you can't control yourself."

That wasn't a threat as there appeared to be no outward intention of malice or even a shift in her energy. Algos just knew one too many horror stories of creatures losing themselves to the suffering of their own strength and power. And from the looks of it, perhaps such an unfortunate fate could befall Santa as well if she were not careful.

"I've seen many souls devoured by their own power and that power you have isn't normal."

There was then a pause before she continued.

"Nevertheless, while that does answer my question, I have another: what do you even expect to gain by coming here? Are you truly that lost as a soul that being in a world of demons is more amusing than whatever realm you slithered out of?"

6/25/2021, 6:58 pm

She paused a bit at that before she smiled, pleased with what she perceived as praise, though that smile was somewhat muted, her caution around the woman somewhat cutting at that otherwise glaring warm grin she usually had. "I'm happy that I am." She chimed, pausing for a moment as her eyes shifted to the demons. "Are you going to eat those bye the bye?" She ventured.

The topic of her powers however did cause her to pause as she peered at the woman. A subject she was honestly a little bored of for the most part. Well, the subject of them being abnormal. Were they? The hand behind her was still growing, her garden slowly pulling itself out of the ground, wholing. Muscle and bone slowly creating a full figure before organs, teeth, eyes grew in, and then the skin and hair slowly swen across the frame, forming an almost perfect, albeit unclothed, copy of Santa, one that frowned, keeping Santa between itself and the demon, her own subconscious expression of her caution of the woman. Intermittent with it's brief hungry darting gaze toward the corpses.

The second question did make her pause. why she was here? "I don't know. It smelled familiar, so I came here. Do I need a reason to go places?" She asked simply enough, as if it were the most natural answer in the world. She paused for a moment, surveying Algos's form for a moment. she recalled the dragon that Calypso was truly. And then that winged form that Ari had. Did that mean that this woman too had an alternate form. "So do you change your looks too? Caly and Ari did but you seem......different?" She murmured. The woman's attitude for certain was different. Caly and Ari struck her as the kind who blended, but Algos didn't really seem at all like the kind of woman who cared about trying to blend in.

6/25/2021, 7:13 pm

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Presuming the woman was referring to the mound of corpses around them, Algos gave a simple shrug of the shoulder and uttered these words:

"Eat 'til your heart's content."

Eyes still focused on whatever it was that the Arrancar was doing with her power, it appeared that her garden was growing and forming new life. Through its foul growth did a replicate version of Santa forge in all of its unclothed being. After having seen many souls bare bodies, there was no reaction to it as Algos had bare herself and had others bare themselves to her. So they were all fleshy beings, but it was the nectar of their soul that enhanced the flavor of their mortal vessel. So it was yet to be seen if this creature possessed those qualities which would make her a true source of fixation in the Princess's point of view.

"You aren't wrong in a sense. Perhaps I am overthinking things. The world is full of enemies, but not everyone is one."

Algos proceeded to close her eyes as she soaked in the heat of the moment and let each of her dozen tendrils twitched as they made be against the warm, sandy wands around them. Well, at least until Santa inquired about her outward appearance. That's when the demoness had a foul smile peer across her lips.

"I'm the Princess of Demonworld: so you are wise to assume I would have a more demented form. There is a nastier state of outward appearance I could shift my body to be, but I have no need to do so right now. Why alter my power if how I am now is sufficient?"

6/25/2021, 7:32 pm

Santa smiled warmly, and almost immediately the sounds of crunching would be heard. Again, there would be no real shift or move of energy, as she simply allowed her garden to grow, hungry mouths slithering up from the ground beneath the mounds of bodies and beginning to pull the corpses into those empty maws, dozens of them beginning to chew their way through the piles of bodies even as Santa continued her conversation with Algos as she devoured the masses of.... souls? Did demons have souls? Whatever was available.

"Yea, Caly mentioned her form was supposed to be scary. She really didn't seem to know much about hueco mundo if she thought that shadowy thing was going to be a problem though." She admitted lightly, folding her arms as she remembered the woman's needless worry. It was a little strange to her, that anyone would even imagine to shield a hollow from horrors. She didn't understand most things. Well, okay, she understood, but she wasn't very sharp with what she knew. But there was ONE thing she did know. IN all of her travels, she had never known suffering like when she had been a hollow. Torture. Being trapped in crowds of gnashing teeth, her regeneration keeping her from dying. Blindly thrashing around. Hollows that could make her scream in agony for what seemed like hundreds of years when only moments had passed. Hollows that made nightmares into reality. She had even heard that there was once a hollow who could age you with his breath.

The suffering of on'es soul twisting inside out. And the awful abilities that she'd witnessed over three thousand years. The burning black sands were nothing she feared.

There was a REASON Santa was so incredibly stupid. Why her mind simply.... didn't seem to grasp things.
It was because she had learned long ago that being smart didn't help you survive. She'd learned in the past. In her desperation, she'd tried to train her mind. She'd even succeeded. But it had done nothing. She still suffered. No matter how much she schemed the pain still came. The teeth still came. And in the madness of agony, even that sharp mind of hers had dulled. The mind was scarily adaptable, and it even adapted to things it didn't need anymore.

"You don't have to if you don't want to, but you don't have to be afraid." She noted with a calm smile, making her way over to Algos as she approached the woman, stopping just a short distance away, assuming that she wasn't stopped, offering a calm, understanding smile to the woman.

"You can show me and I promise I won't get scared." She assured the demon.

6/25/2021, 9:32 pm

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"Calypso is nothing more than prey to this world. And why would you be afraid of prey?"

Spoken bluntly as if it were a matter of fact, the tone of Algos grew colder upon the mention of her kin. The thought of her struggling to endure in a world that utterly holds contempt for her made the woman want to have a sick sense of amusement come out of her mouth in the form of a dull chuckle. If she wants to serve as a slave to those vermin, let it be her own downfall as those chunks of flesh will only enslave her as a pet to mock and torment.

Ugh -- but enough of that waste of mental thought.

Algos could taste a few flavors of torment swirling around the hollow, so while she didn't get her whole life story from a glance, her own powers could slither, taste, and extract the flavor of torment bleeding out of the woman's body. It is for this reason why wisps of scarlet started to flow around the body of Santa as her tendrils took brief swipes at these flare-ups of blood energy by the hollow. She was feasting, consuming, and seeking to fill the endless gaping hole of her body's restless hunger for more fulfillment through devouring the world's torment.

Then, in moments, the pressure of a dying star could be felt flowing in the belly of the Asthavon. As that milky skin began dissolving away like acid, what gave way in its place was pure white flesh. Soon after her own eyes started to become consumed in blood, tendrils grew to have teeth and faded to purple and a sphere of shade and scarlet emerged behind the woman as she then pressed her hands across the cheeks of Santa. In this way, it wasn't her form that was particularly loathsome, it was that sense of aching power that weighed down the world like an endless black hole sucking everything into its center.

Yet -- from her precise control of her power and will -- she would not allow that to tear apart the body of Santa. All of this was done to show her fangs and separate her from her sheepish sister.

"I'm not concerned for you being petrified of my figure, it's merely my preference. As in this form, all I desire to do is endlessly feed until whatever void is in me is satisfied."

Now in her face, the demoness pressed her claws in the woman's face; though she never drew any blood.

"Something tells me if I drink you dry, I may feed upon whatever sense of torment is buzzing around that body of yours. What do you think?"

6/26/2021, 3:02 am

That sudden tension in the air gave pause to the woman. That sense of danger hiking up for a moment as her mind snapped to her past. Recalling one particular hollow she had met that did not eat by normal means, it had developed specifically to be eaten, and then corrode the hollow that had eaten it from the inside. Slowly burning away the innards until it's host's body became it's own. A fate she herself had only managed to avoid because her garden had been the one to eat it rather than herself.

But she knew better than to disagree. This was not a situation where it necessarily mattered if Algos was right or wrong, whatever mood this woman had, Santa at the very least, had the deep instinctual sense that agreement was the right course of action. "Probably none." She noted with that calm smile.

Though that new sudden sensation did make her tense up. Watching as the Oni before her slowly warped themselves into what she assumed was their...true form? And by those words that the Oni murmured, the main effect she had was by all means simply giving the impression that this woman was almost hollow-like. So even as the woman's hands caressed her face, and then pressed as claws against her skin, touching upon the woman's hierro, Santa paused at that. Fear built up, but was just as calmly pressed back down. Her own willpower slowly stomping ouit that sense of almost-death as she kept her focus, matching the Oni's gaze evenly, even if her physical body had a low buzzing tingle of tremor as she struggled to maintain her full stance. Blessed only by Algos's restraint to not have to slowly thicken her bones and muscle from micro tears in her body being constantly healed. But presumably, Algos had more restraint than that.

"I actually would be a bit surprised! I didn't think I really had much torment these days. And I'd also think that it probably wouldn't help you at all. If their torment didn't satisfy you, why would mine?" She asked, glancing briefly at the slowly-vanishing mounds of corpses, her garden still chewing away at them. Assuming that power wasn't ripping them apart or something.
"When I shrugged off my hunger, it came with more than I ever thought. Though I guess being blinded by my mask did kinda make it a bit more beneficial than usual to actually break it. IF you'd met me back then, I wouldn't even be able to see you like this." She noted with a sheepish smile, those bright eyes then locking on the woman's form.

"I'm kindof surprised though. The others sortof just looked weird. But you actually look familiar in this form. Almost feels like I'm near another hollow." She observed,resisting the urge to reach up and touch that strange pale skin.

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