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They tell you the quiet ones are the most dangerous, and oh, how you wished he would’ve known before you took one look at godhood in a cup of wine and hazy eyes, saw the potential for more, and you took your chances. they tell you, ❛ to be loved by a god is to die, ❜ and how you wished that warning came earlier, a little less tipsy whispered. So you would’ve at least seen this coming, but he’s a deity, wrapped in silver tongued lies and thorn halo hidden by light. He takes you his prisoner and you don’t see it coming.
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Her mistake is this Hierarchy, my mistake was finding the Boy, our graves were dug when we sought to break him from what he is; the Son of Va’Set. We all know her well; the God of Death, the Subterranean Titan, the World Serpent.. she’s many honorifics that we, undoubtedly, strove to shatter through her sole Son, but here we are, unable in whole to save our selves.. and he has only gotten stronger from our failure. From us, whether intentional or nay, has he has born Four Daughters and a notoriety of murder. We’ve lost Lords and Courts; Legions and Armadas. I, and I fear Deja as well no longer have the resources to stop him.. but if we can get through him, to his Children. Then, maybe, there is a chance to atone for the pains I’ve wrought on millions.. he is a mistake I’ve solely born.
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So you were the one that ordered the death of Y’Sereth? She isn’t the only one who knew this, Akane. There were dozens more that knew, and I, the victim, know. Are you going to try to kill me, too? You have tried once before.. and yet here I am, and there you are.. but if you are to try again..? I have a question for you; what do you tell the four Children who you would Orphan, because they’ve no Mother, they’re a product of the ceaseless rape you allow the Hierarchy to inflict upon me.. and you are as guilty as they are. You are not allowed to mention them, you are not allowed to see them.. but if I catch you, Akane, if I find anyone near my Home here..? I will have your teeth and I will have your head.. consider my words, please.
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What do you tell to the Boy who you promised happiness when you broke his back the day after? How can you look into his eyes and lie as you have your whole life when your nights consist solely of his rape and abuse? You are as guilty as all the others and it isn’t solely with he. No. You’ve stripped countless of their meaning and worth; you’ve belittled until they readily bend for you the moment your wrist crooks.. you are a failure as a Lord, you and your Sister.. and to you both I pray he takes from you the flesh you’ve from him.. and that in time this Hierarchy will be naught but a bloody stain in the timeline.
── Y’Sereth O’tho, Former General of the Yōkai Hierarchy addressing Lords Hetza and Deja.
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Sum of One
The world around me was dark. But. There was noise; no words, but noise that ever rose until it was a cacophony of chitters and guttural drawls. Then..? Naught ─ nary a coo. I shifted as I was able, but there was only just an ounce of space.. and when I did? The clamor was renewed, descending in volume until it was hush-hushed.. so again I pushed and shook against whatever held me hoping I would hear them again.. and I did, but, too? There was a newfound, profound pressure that encompassed me, gentle like a hand, yet firmer like a meaningful ‘ grip ‘ that crumbled and cracked what encapsulated me until it fell around me and let my head rise from the viscid bits that still clung to hair and skin. In what my tiny eyes could’ve seen? A cavernous expanse above, below, and around me; all circling.. but brief as bowed, triangular teeth stole away the light and smothered me with a foreign, fleshy weight. It flattened me and rose me; cleaning me from tail tip to the fine follicles of my hair. I was.. smothered again.. and it was wholly unpleasant, but brief as anything prior. The motions of it fell to a stillness, opting to cocoon me as porcelain walls opened and ushered me out at last, down onto what felt an endless sea of black scales; each corner of the world I could glimpse were those, dancing even in my peripherals. I gripped feebly at the impossibly smooth surface and squirmed forward, nearly, off, but this ‘ sea ‘ rose and caught me; an ebb and flow that ultimately flattened and let me wonder beyond.. and oh how I did through the myriad faces that pondered back of me. There were thousands, no, millions of eyes affixed.. but faces in full I couldn’t discern of yet, nor beyond when the impossibly large shadow of the Serpent I’d call Mother swallowed sight and drew herself before me; hair that fell an endless obsidian waterfall was the initiator of ‘ introduction ‘ alongside the ebon pillars that jutted from her temples. Her complexion is fair and pale with eyes a bloodied, brilliant garnet, doubling as mirrors.. and I? I was her mimicry with a subtraction of ponderous horns.. but equally as womanish. The way she watched was with utter awe, a smile that pulled only just at over-plump lips followed suit.. and then? Colossal hands and vast, length digits came to gingerly cosset me; from mane to tail rattle. This.. ‘ sea ‘ I’d been lain upon was no sea ─ it was all my Mother who, at last, began chirring to me in throaty ‘ pulses ‘ that I.. understood, and I responded as I could with my far tinier, quieter calls. It was the closest to ‘ Mama ‘ as words allotted and hers was a more concrete ‘ sentence ‘ that held within it: ‘ Child ‘ and Boy ‘ from what a young mind could piece together. Again, however, she repeated the end of her sentence and made more prominent ‘ Boy,’ to me; a third time to the ever attentive eyes that reciprocated and spoke it ad infinitum. There was weight to it, I knew that, even if I couldn’t ascertain what a Boy was.. or why there was a rippling mass of excitement among those I would come to call ‘ Sister ‘ or ‘ Aunt.’ But that would come with time.. right? I thought then, I still think it now even as I lie betwixt the palms of my Mother that lifted me and righted her posture to present me forward to be extolled.. all because I was a.. Boy; a nameless one.. but not for long. Captivated by my Kin I loosely wound myself around her nails and precariously hung myself towards them, flitting my tongue so I could see and grow familiar with each of them, big and small, short and long.. but even that was made brief; Mother intoned, her words, though curt, were firm and allusive although a sole sentence, a sole name meant for me.. and it was: ❝ E'öv'C'Shi Va'Set. ❞ It’s meaning wasn’t yet apparent.. but I would come to know it in Common as: ❝ The Eternal Star Who Dies. ❞ This name.. my name held much more worth than I could’ve imagined.. and I..? I meant so much to them ─ I was their eternal star. I was born January 3rd, 216
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