{;Empire's Strongest:}

In the influenza of a putrid suzerain- Shimmered The most beautiful and The most powerful; With a innocuous fly collaring into the web of the mantra of pellucid nefarious arachnid. A fragrance- sauntering the vixen nostrils in a blissful ballet; A flower.

Interesting specimen? Albedo didn’t quite like the term to be honest. Golden hues would only narrow for a moment more. Honestly. Little worms all humans were. None comparing to her Lord, in his grace and power. They were all pale intimations and nothing more. Thinking they were just as mighty or great. She could step on her no problem–should this human try and step out of her place. 

“Wow you almost sound as if you are like me. A true Devil.” Albedo observes. “Well really, my body can certainly take plenty. I am a warrior and General of thousands. I help to command a great tomb and I certainly couldn’t do so if I wasn’t the strongest out of the many. But really–if you believe you could out-last or outpower me, then I would stop right there.”

—;❝ It’d be rude to not take this compliment from a demon. hohoo~❞  

Mischievously her hues displayed a light analysis of the specimen who had been delivered towards her on an argent plate. Giving coherent description of what one being is contrived of; Displayed a sanguine arrogance. 

—;❝ I much rather would have gotten these things out of you from torturing you slowly..❞

Disappointing taut sigh exhaled from her frame. Taking the fun out of everything- Yet a faint smile was forming on the General. frigid in appearance, yet tepid&; Petite digits gracing on her tattoo which was infused in the middle of her visible manubrium.

—;❝ I will then give a brief explanation of me, as we will spend a long time together in my torture chambers~  My body has been infused with a legendary danger beast blood; It is called..Demon God Manifestation: Demon's Extract. . for it’s power--hmm easier to show you;❞

Genuflecting near the imp, with her digits touching the ground they stood on; languishly the air around them morphed into a thick putrid atmosphere, as an unsanitary size of the ground was turned into an everlasting icy hell. Naturally leaving the ground they were, unscathed- She had submitted the gods of weather under her spell; Creating Mahapadma.

Late Night Starter Calls / @demonsextract

“Do you think you’re scary little human? Please, try again.” She had hardly blinked when she dared to approach her. Flipping back a strand of dark black. Honestly all these little human pests surely needed to be put in their place. “And I won’t be nice enough to tell you again.”

—;❝ Do I think I am scary? No, not at all. You, do however seem like a rather interesting specimen❞

Frigorific eupnea in mist of the tranquility, regurgitating a malicious ubiquity- with azure brilliance in hues, musing a light reconnaissance. Dissection identifies contradistinctive methods of torture. Playing a fiddle in an everlasting song of knowledge.  

Inhumanness. Is. Fascinating.

Fragile digits tapping themselves in speculation on the Empire’s abdoment; Heels flickering light dust particles off the ground with the terminus being near the incubus, a stare peering into the mantra of infinite amber. Grin fabricating in the tense plight.

 My theme is up and running Banzai? . Hope it is alright. I am ready to do all kinds of stuff. YES, IT FEELS GOOD TO BE BACK. 

❝ Freezing desire you can't stop- Icy arrow rips through the twilight; This is the moment for w a r! ❞

Written/ Penned by Esdes. 

  —;❝ Hi, I’m dead.❞

Crude, curses of the underworld. The realm of dead. Lungs starting to slowly, yet in a gentle light to dry. Blood filled hers, the moment was brisk---the cries of the gods were heard for the personification of e v i l.

Cheers of the people.

                               I am dead,