Anger It Burns A Seethes
I was an impatient creature. Something within me stirred, a feeling I was all to familiar when the winter season began. A feeling that consumed me when I watched my pretty Lillith play and teach her puppies as she taught me oh so long ago when I came to the great land of Moladion. I stare down at my art, the crimson soothed me. It is then I smell him within the wind. My Nova starlight eyes raising to meet his own, a seductive smirk upon my lovely maw. Demon, demon lovely demon he was. Quite a delectable morsel indeed, but he was pack, he was demon and because of that I could not taste him. Perhaps I should have been born a cat as a light purr rolled from my chest as I took him in. His name floated to the top of my mind after a few generous seconds of staring. Gaara, what a lovely name. I smirk at his words opening my own maw to reply.
" Oh of course. Crimson, blood it defines us. Creates us. Honors us. Even perhaps tell those of our future. For the laws of the demonic code are ever so demanding, of course I will abide but only to Please my Lillith and Andras of course. Tell me Gaara of the original hell, do you want to play a game?"
It was my most common intro, games. Depending on the answer, depending on the game he chose would decide how much I liked him. The game would define him in my eyes, oh what lovely game could we play, so many options. I let my tongue lick the blood from my maw as I stand and walk over to him, my lithe body surrounding him I flick my tail over his sides.
"Pick a game Gaara of hell, any game you'd like."
In Ruin It Will Leave Your Heart
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