The Devil's Due [Mana/Ajora]

Mana sat in deep contemplation as the essence of her prowess drained this realm of such blackened and chaotic energy. All of this unwanted energy was flowing into the woman's chest, producing an emerald and shade-drenched hole which led to the woman's domain that housed this universe's instabilities, chaos, and all things maddening. It was hard to say what this prowess may become as The Queen devoured the remaining traces of Algos's being into her own, but she would ensure that none of this would shatter the realms. The Demoness knew what must be done in her mind as she understood that energy is never destroyed.

Therefore, the Valley of Screams and this garden started to ease its tension. The darkness around them dissipated bit by bit. The instabilities of that chaotic energy were not destroyed, but transferred to a realm where Mana could better break it down and determine what to do with it. Ajora would notice more of this emerald essence flowing forth from the Queen. It felt as if it was a chasm of endless cosmic energy taking them straight into the depths of the heavenly stars. The garden around them had become drenched in a maddening mania. This gem-colored aura produced an array of rainbow colors throughout the realm that scattered in the skies; making the darkness around them illuminated with a broad spectrum of colors and decorating the atmosphere as if they were in space itself.

In this way, her divine touch protected, fortified, and augmented the dimension's strength, durability, and overall safety. With the enemies Santa, Ajora, and all her other incarnations would incur, this could perhaps be a place to hide safely. However, those from other lives were prone to having their vendettas that last far among the dead. It was hard to tell if Algos could even be tracked in her present form, let alone these other two.

With eyes filled with golden tears, the demoness cackled somewhat as she diverted her conscious attention to the sight of Verdada holding her. To touch someone of the divine without caring what might happen to them? How utterly reckless but so lively at the same time. It was a nice mixture of emotion, boldness, and madness that comes with being alive. To that end, The Asthavon's eyes softened as she patted the head of the blonde woman with a tendril of emerald energy and accepted her affections. What reason was there to reject in a time of great mourning? Yet, even if Mana was the type to celebrate a life well-lived, there was an emptiness and hurt within her divine soul from losing her children.

It was nice to sit in the silence, let her feeling bleed out, and simply -- be.

Sometimes that is enough even for the divine.

But this couldn't last forever.

No.

With her eyes darting over to the new life being forged, Mana knew she couldn't be here when that woman awoke. She may lay with Verdada, say her goodbyes to Algos as her demonic self was, and fortify this realm and cleanse it of the chaotic energy, but it was not her place for the time being to be the one she awakens. So when this moment closed, and they ceased their embrace with one another, perhaps it was best for her to leave with grace and contemplate what she should do with said ungodly energy. With their telepathic bond complete, The Queen let this sentiment be felt in them as her own essence started to seed its way into Verdada to protect her slowly.

So, for the time being, Mana closed her eyes and just continued to be until that time came.