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froppy-butterflyfan2000 · 2 years ago

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Azazel sat down on her throne, finally done for today. After spending time with Rose, Lamia, Adrianna-Marie, and Umbros-Quinn, she can finally be satisfied for the first time in her existence. She is ready to wake up and embrace her life in the waking world where she can make new friends in her universe. Whether she wake up in on Earth, Mewni, or even Earth-ni, she will accept the changes in her life. At least she have the chance to hug her father physically and not in the dream. Maybe she can pull off a surprise breakfast for him using magic. Azazel relax herself and have herself wake up. When she opens her eyes…. She is in the throne room. The Lost Princess is confuse, and so she try again. She is still in her palace. The Lost Princess is confused by all this, her friends and her inter-dimensional siblings told her that she created her own Mewni in her dream. So is her prince telling the truth, that she is real and the life she is in is real too, and they are the liars. But their smiles, their quality times together, and the stories they share. They are real. Waves of confusion fallen on this poor princess, causing her to be restless. The Lost Princess, Azazel decide to goes for a midnight stroll.

“Guards! I would like you all to accompany me tonight!” Azazel commanded. There was no answer, where could they go? Azazel then hears an enchanting music and saw lights coming from outside. Azazel looks out from the window. Odd, she did not get any news of a concert tonight from her advisor this morning or the other days. Azazel magically teleported herself to get there, Festivia’s Choral Shell of Festivities. To her surprise, she see her people, almost the entire population of Mewni, are in chained. Azazel gasp and use her magic to break the chains to free her people.

The girl halt her music, an irritating and soured expression came to her face. She was playing her music and it is a good moment, but now it is ruin. Morphea stares at the lost princess with a tired expression. Morphea then detect the princess. A tired, but happy smile is now plastering her face.

“Oh, so your the second PhBe producer,” said Morphea. Then she yawned. The lost princess, Azazel is confused and stunned what Sloth said.

“Who are you?” Barked the lost princess, glaring at the person at the center stage of the choral shell.

“My names is Morphea Butterfly Greason…. I am the daughter of Star Butterfly and Oskar Greason,”

Oskar Greason, she never heard of him. None of her mothers (Author’s Note: I believes she did not know she have two mothers and they are her biological mothers because she forgotten them) and dad told her anything of a ‘Oskar Greason’. She is vaguely familiar with Star Butterfly. She is the one who destroy the magic in the universe, and being the one who fix her mess by producing magic. The children she met - Lamia, Umbros-Quinn, Adrianna, and Rose are her children. Now, this one is proclaiming herself to be Star’s daughter too. Meanwhile the daughter of Ostar, Morphea is offended by the confusion on Lost Princess’ face because it is written all over her face. She do not know Oskar. Nobody know her father and who he is. His existence is forgotten in this universe. Oskar Greason, the only person Morphea cares about in her heart with familial love. The anger fuels her. Morphea get off the stage. As she get off the stage, she start talking, while holding her keytar with intense care and protective as if it is the only object that keep her living.

“It is a beautiful place you got there. A beautiful world,” Morphea complimented. There is a hint of envy in her tone. “How I wish to sleep for more than 20 hours than you.”

Morphea grabs The Princess of Life’s dress, glaring at her. The people worships her as their goddess.

“And I detect from you, from the droid in the waking world, you are going to wake up! Bullshit!”

Lost Princess pull Morphea’s hand away from to no avail. Morphea’s hand is hard as stone. Literally! It is extremely hard. Azazel push her away ineffectively because Morphea’s body is actually extreme hard to Azazel’s horror. She try to get away from the one who is preventing her from waking up.

“Hmm, oh wow *laughs* the droid analyze you…. It said you are not biologically a Lucitor. Still a Butterfly though.”

Azazel, or at least she believe she is, is stunned, feeling the ground beneath her feet is falling a part.

“You are lying! I am his daughter!” Said Azazel. “You dare accuse me of false accusation.”

Her world is falling apart, as she learn that Tom is not her father. Who is she?

Morphea let out a smirk. Azazel’s face is in distraught and rage.

“Even if I am not Tom’s daughter, you have no right to judge me.” Said Azazel. “Nor you have right to enslave my people for your interior motive!”

“Really then?” Morphea asked, looking down at Azalea up and down. The most powerful of the Seven Deadly Sins did told her that The Lost Princess/Azazel/The Second PhBe Producer should not be mess with if done carelessly. The Lost Princess will one day surpass any of the Seven if she works hard on her talent and skills. In one of the possibilities, Azazel will reach godhood (well not in Morphea’s watch). Azazel is ready to fight.

“Yes really knave!”

A knave? Hmm that word is not bad. But she prefers being calls a goddess more.

“I’m gonna destroy you and take it as my own! Long lives the Ostars!”

Morphea play her keytar. As the music begins to play the musical notes begin to materialize in the form of shackles that try to chain Azazel.

Even if she cannot see the future of Dream Mewni and her Mewni now. As long as she continue living as she is, she will able to lift her head up.

Azazel start casting powerful fire spells to destroy the chains. She then rapidly fire trail of magical laser blasts of light at Morphea. Morphea quickly play her keyboard, forming her neon pink keytar-wand into a giant axe to deflect the trails of light magic.

Morphea generates a powerful magical sonic wave, however Azazel’s feet lift off the ground, causing ground to have z-shaped musical note craters. Azazel dip down manifest a light sword, a spell created by Moon the Undaunted from her hands. A flaming pink blade erupts out of her hands, the hilt is a diamond with butterfly wings bisected by a lightning bolt. The Lost Princess hold her sword in one hand and pink threads appear. She twirl in midair as the pink threads unwinds, curling around her blade as she raise it above her head.

And run her sword through Morphea’s chest! Ineffectively sadly. Morphea looks at Azazel with a bored and unamused expression on her face.

“Pathetic,” said Morphea. “I still have my semi-invulnerable body.”

“Her body is impenetrable?!?” Azazel thought and groans, seeing the edge bend. However, defeating Morphea is not her main objective. Azazel smirk and a wave of determination is on her face.

“Am I? Or you are just too slow to think?”

A puzzling Morphea have no idea what Lost Princess is talking about, until a pink aura coming out of the light sword wash over the battlefield, ripples all across the chained prisoners. With this, the chains are liquify or shatter, sending them to be topple to the ground.

“RUN AWAY!!!!” Azazel shouted, as this may be the last words she would say to her people, before they left Dream Mewni. Morphea’s face turns red because people are able to wakes up thanks to Azazel had strengthen people’s will.

Morphea hits Azazel and throw her far away, breaking the walls and roof of a civilian’s house.

“That was smart,” said Morphea angrily. “Using magic to the will of your people,”

Morphea examines the area where Azazel plunged the sword into her, and frown at the tear in the centre of her black coloured and three blue stars designed tank top. Morphea let out a sigh, feeling a bit weary and apathetic. She will either get a new one or repair the tank top using magic. Morphea did not care about the tiny scar she receive as well. Morphea is a at least relief that Azazel’s light sword did not breaks the crystal from the copper wire wrapped necklace around her neck. This is a source of magic she found during her travel, after her attack on the Citadel of Starco with the other six of the Seven Deadly Sins. She can feels it magic surging from through the crystal to her. However, the problem Morphea care about is being tired in the dream world. Morphea would never get tired when she is in the dream world, however this dream world she is just in is different because she is very tired! Just like in the waking world once her four hours of staying awake is up. She should leave, it seem the battle is over, however, she need to ensure that Azazel will obey at her commands. As much as Sloth prefers to just do nothing, she have to. Morphea begins to move. From afar, Azazel get up from the rubbles, glaring far from where Morphea threw her. She is physically strong in Azazel’s dream world and is easily in control. She cannot let that Sloth go and do as she please. She may destroy Dream Mewni that she works hard to build for almost her entire life! Azazel grow gigantic and transform into her butterfly form. The Princess of Life’s feet lift off the ground and fly to find and attacks Morphea. Azazel let out a scream of fury, charging at Morphea.

“Bring it!!!” Morphea shouted, looking at Azazel through her tired eyes with an aggressive smile on her face, ready to use an iron fist to make The Princess of Life kneels before her. Morphea transform her neon pink keytar-wand into a microphone and screams. The microphone amplifies the scream to deafening loud, it makes Azazel’s ears bleed and stunned, but Azazel did not falter and fly further and tackle Morphea to the ground. The two dreamers continue their battle, determining the fate of Dream Mewni and Azazel’s Universe.

Umbros-Quinn Diana Lucitor (mentioned), Adrianna-Marie Butterfly Diaz (mentioned), The Prince (mentioned), and Azazel Lucitor aka The Princess of Life/Lost Princess belong to @princekaiofstars and @princekaistar

Morphea Butterfly Greason aka Sloth and The Dreamy Sireen belongs to @dangerpack

Lamia Etheria/Ash Butterfly Lucitor (mentioned) and The crystal that Morphea have acquire is a foundation to Dreamy_Artz’s Starco kid, Aria Butterfly Diaz’s Universe with the other seven crystals.

[This prompt is one of the intrudes of the storyline of @citadelstarcosevendeadlysins’ The Citadel of Starco: The Saga of The Seven Deadly Sins. However this take place in @princekaiofstars’ The Princess of Life’s Dream Mewni. It is also an after the events of @dangerpack’s Citadel of Starco: The Seven Deadly Sins - seven dangerous and chaotic criminals attack the Starco Citadel and during @darcel-luminous’ The Battle for the Multiverse. But there are no major spoilers of Citadel of Starco: The Saga of The Seven Deadly Sins! Why? Because this prompt is a fanfic of Dreamy_Artz's SVTFOE Next Gen and SVTFOE Metaverse Comic Series, Aria vs. The Other Universe. Although, one of the antagonists of Citadel of Starco: Saga of The Seven Deadly Sins is there in this prompt, so technically it is also a fanfic about that series too. Do not attack them with hate. Please.]

I forgot to mentioned that Rose Butterfly Lucitor belongs to me - @froppy-butterflyfan2000

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