Flames of Hunger.

by **Nevermore** 29th January 2016, 3:14 pm

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Flames of Hunger.

by Nevermore 29th January 2016, 3:14 pm

The sun hung over Hargeon that day like a vulture desperate for food the heat alone was enough to make Nevermore or as she was going by at the time Raven seek shelter inside a nearby bar her black dress stuck to her skin from the sweat as she panted entering the bar aptly named, "The Black Mare." Yet even as she entered her long golden hair flowing down her back and a slight purse to her lips that would make any man fall to her feet begging she could feel another need at the back of her unstable mind. For even though she could function and act among humans her main species and creations term would be Demon one that was made to devour souls. It is due to this fact her creators gave her the need and hunger to devour souls so they might use them for their own purposes; however, as a fail safe in case Nevermore were to ever stop eating souls they put a small tinge in her brain that caused a frenzy of hungering violence should she go for more than a week without souls and this was her last straw.

What some might interpret as a woman looking for a partner to have their way with was instead in reality Nevermore slowly looking for a potential meal she knew that her time in Sabertooth was meant to help her straighten her life out. That dream was being put on hold now for she had been unable to acquire anything good in the souls area and her own disgust with animal souls meant she had been starving for quite some time but it was here in the bar all that hunger began to well. Before anyone could blink her skin would begin to sizzle and bubble the hunger taking over as she could no longer in this building filled with souls and food contain her own frenzy and lust for souls. As she stood in the middle one man a larger but baby-faced man wielding what looked to be a large iron war-hammer ran over to help. His life was sadly short as her hand drove through his chest a beating heart in her hand as she crushed it and ate the soul right from him a twisted and dark laugh ringing through the bar as everyone realized what was happening.

With each scream of the patrons and even the owner of the bar the ran from the bar into the scorching heat as her own mind began to scorch her looking melting away as the dress turned to ash and black liquid poured from her scalp turning her hair black as night and soon formed a small crown on her head made from some form of black bone like material. As her appearance slowly took shape with the same bone like armor covering her body apart from more revealing areas her laugh would ring outside the bar as novice mages lined up ready to attack thinking her another simple gang member.

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by **Mistress Venir** 30th January 2016, 1:00 pm

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Re: Flames of Hunger.

by Mistress Venir 30th January 2016, 1:00 pm

Heat cannot be separated from fire, or beauty from The finite.

It was hot, which was unusual for a sea-faring town such as Hargeon. Normally, there was fresh salt breeze in the air to keep the town cool. Yet the air was unnaturally stagnant, and the sun blistered on overhead. Heat alone made most of Hargeon remain indoors, in the shade where they could keep somewhat cool. There was perhaps only a handful of people willing to venture out in the scorching light of the sun at high noon. One of those people happened to be a certain fire slayer, one who hardly broke a sweat in the heat. If anything the high temperatures felt more than nice, she was almost at home. Which is perhaps why her guard was down or that she didn't pick up on the fact that something felt off about Hargeon that day.

The buxom blonde was a wandering mage for hire, always having a plethora of tasks to accomplish just to keep her mind off of certain things. Most of her jobs were odd jobs, not necessarily legal but she wasn't killing or swindling anyone out of money. Besides considering the hefty bounty upon her head it wasn't as if she could waltz into a legal guild and take on any old job. Any sane person would have her in cuffs if they knew of the destruction she had single-handedly caused. In fact the reason that the mage was in Hargeon that day was simply to turn in a few jobs that she had taken upon herself. With reward in hand the blonde now had the whole day to herself, and a whole town to explore. Hargeon town had its own array of sight and sounds to entertain her, the ocean not too far off, but her legs carried her away from the ocean and towards a local watering hole.

Bars were one of her favorite places to inhabit these days. She didn't have a drinking problem or anything of the like, though she did enjoy a good flaming shot of liquor, but she found that there was always interesting people there. That was where she picked up half of her odd jobs anyways. The bar in question was named, "The Black Mare" and seemed nice but questionable. Already it seemed to promise some sort of excitement considering the various mages, most of them seeming to be inexperienced, were lined up outside of the bar. They looked prepared for war that is if they were fighting feeble warriors. Venir was about to question one of them as to what was going on when she felt the presence that lay in wait inside of the bar.

"Back up and get out of here."

She crossed her arms over the swell of her chest, amethyst orbs narrowing into dangerous slits. The young mages looked at the blonde that had addressed them, rebellious word dying out on their lips as they looked at the woman. Even as novices they could realize that they were in a different league, and a few of them muttered to each other, whispers of who the bombshell blonde might be. "Is that the girl that burned down that one guild?" or "I heard there's a female slayer that one time destroyed an entire city!" the best was, "She looked a man dead in the eyes and he burst in to flames right then and there!" They were almost amusing accusations had some of them not been true. Venir unfortunately could claim that she had indeed burned a certain guild down, and accidentally upon a few jobs destroyed parts of a town... Any other rumors in which the mages whispered of were either blown out of proportion or just ridiculous. Still, whether they rumors were true or not the mages did back away from the blonde, and more importantly the bar. Venir maneuvered through towards the bar, letting herself in with the other mages watching as nothing more than onlookers.

"Well, what do we have here? Looks like a party."

She chirped, leaning against the entrance to the bar as she eyed over the woman within. There was no doubt that this woman was the source of the power that she had felt. Something sinister was within the air and made Venir bristle, the lacrima in her belly igniting with fire. She was already ready to defend herself if the need arose but for now she'd try and discern just what her threat was. Judging off of appearance alone the woman seemed to be of demon like nature which put Venir in a tricky spot considering she was a being designed to slay gods. It'd make things more difficult but not impossible, "You know I think next time you should really order off of the menu. I heard that Hargeon has a great selection of sea food." She gave the woman a grin before moving away from the exit and slinking further within the bar. Her boots clicked against the floor, burning her footprints in the wood. Her hips swayed with every step, and blonde tresses tickled against her tailbone. "So what do you say? How about we sit down, have a drink, and talk over just what it is you're doing here?" One hand tucked a stray hair behind her ear, while the other rested on her hip, feeling the exposed skin there and the heat that emanated from it. "Unless you'd rather not talk?" Her smile fell and a challenging glint appeared in her eyes, which was accompanied with a loud crack of her knuckles.

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by **Kite Wilhelm** 31st January 2016, 11:51 pm

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Re: Flames of Hunger.

by Kite Wilhelm 31st January 2016, 11:51 pm

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"You ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?"

- Kite

It hadn’t been all that long since the new regarding the destruction of the Eclipse Soul Guild had become public knowledge and swept across the nation like wildfire. Casualties and the like were reported and the coverage was extensive in all media outlets, so it didn’t take long for Kite, a member of Sabertooth to catch wind of this bit of news. The news was taken rather hard for the fact he knew at least two people from that guild, one being Alex who he had the pleasure of accompanying on a job and of course the ace whom he had befriended after a fateful encounter which possibly saved his life, Venir. He had taken quite a liking to Venir to the point where the two of them and a former guildmate Haretsa went on a job called one piece. He hadn’t heard from the ace since the incident and with the cause not well known aside from a few key details such as the guild was wiped away by a burst of fire in the dead of night. Kite had visited the ruins of Eclipse soul, and despite himself being a flame user he himself was bewildered by how demolished the Fortress of a guild was. With no word from Venir and the evidence of a flame user that caused the destruction of the guild and the possible end of his friend he decided he would keep track of local news and gossip as often as he could in between jobs but news of a woman wielding flames of a slayer was causing widespread destruction and ruin in her wake caught his attention. News of half a town being reduced to ash, men being burned alive and the like came in droves with the only rumor to be true was the one regarding the town’s destruction, with the other fables with one fable being a frightful one and that was that the slayer who had destroyed the town had also blown up her own guild, but Kite discredited it with each other story. However each story all had one thing in common and that was a rough description of her appearance According to sources she was a well endowed girl with blonde hair and with pretty amethyst colored eyes. The first time he had heard details of the girl’s description he was skeptical of it’s authenticity but as more stories had piled up he was compelled to believe that they were accurate even if the stories weren’t,

After several dead ends he had finally managed to catch a solid lead, there was news from a source that Kite had paid off that a girl who matched the rough description he had been given was heading towards Hargeon, a town that Kite seemed to be drawn to, like a moth to a flame but either way this was the only credible lead he had in weeks.and he wasn’t going to waste the opportunity to finally confront the would be destructor. Kite was firmly planted in his chair aboard Tailspin, which was already in the air and on its way to Hargeon at full speed. The information he had on the girl was minute but from what he did gather she was more than a flame user but a possible slayer which made sense. His encounters with Ardere and Haretsa confirmed just how destructive slayers of flame could be so that was a factor he had to keep in mind if a confrontation was in the works. It wasn’t more than an hour and his ship was already parked on a landing pad and he was exiting the ship via the loading ramp that closed behind him concealing the cargo bay as he descended down the platform steps. He inhaled deeply, allowing his sense of smell to take in the all too familiar salty air to enter his nose and fill his lungs with oxygen ”Oh Hargeon, as much as I hate to keep coming back you sure do have the best scent.“ he said redeeming his visit but after the reunion with the town was done and out of the way Kite looked around the busy port town searching among the faces and the buildings letting out a sigh ”but now that I’m here where do I start?“ he asked himself but the answer was one that he already knew without even thinking about it. He learned from the little time he spent on seeking information the best places to actually gain anything of value were bars, alcohol loosened lips and barkeeps were often there listening to everything. ”Right, I needed a drink any way. I have a feeling this day will not be an easy one.“ he said as he began to explore the streets searching for a bar that would fit his criteria. The bar couldn’t be such a dive that no one would go to but at the same time it couldn’t be a five star joint either, it had to fit in the middle between dive and high class. However as he went further into town he got this eerie feeling which changed his attention from exploring the buildings to following the feeling for it wasn’t a good one. He soon enough found himself outside a building, a pub called “The Black Mare” and as strange as it was to see a horde of people surrounding the entrance of the bar rather than being inside his attention belonged to the signature inside the bar that screamed Demon.

Kite walked over to the bulk of the crowd getting closer to the door as he could, he wanted to see if he could get close enough to get a read on what it was he was going to have to deal with in there but he was too far away which meant he would have to push his way in. While doing squeezing in between folk he couldn’t help but listen up as someone nearby made mention of a Female Slayer inside followed by the same rumors he had heard prior “First that woman goes nuts and now the guild burner comes, Hargeon is doomed. Hearing this Kite pushed people aside ”Excuse me...pardon me..“ His attempts of being polite were thwarted with rudeness, rudeness which he couldn’t ignore with how dire the situation seemed to be he let his aura erupt forward amping up the heat a bit and letting his white flames flurry about with a loud shout, ”Move!“ A parting began, a wall of people on both sides as he entered the bar to with a surprise waiting for him on the other side, the Demon with Black Hair and bone like armor hands blooded with a man dead on the ground ”Well aren’t you a scary one. You didn’t have to kill that man there was...“ but his words froze as his eyes were locked on the blonde matching the descriptions was also there ”and I hope you don't mind if I ask you some questions once the situation is settled. “ he said to the blonde bombshell before her but spoke up again ”Actually, you can answer one. Were you the one who destroyed Eclipse Soul? “

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by **Nevermore** 1st February 2016, 12:08 am

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Re: Flames of Hunger.

by Nevermore 1st February 2016, 12:08 am

Her voice echoed in her mind screaming words of fear and want to stop her own rampage but her creators knew full well they needed a tool and here she stood a bar with now two mages vastly stronger than her. Her roars were ferocious as the souls kept inside her began to cry and scream a requiem of tortured souls all making their presence known at once. Grasping her head she would try and control herself the massive showing of fear in her eyes making its way through. The soul she had managed to eat seemed to be enough to break through her own massive clouds of madness but she had another problem, one she had killed someone which as a mage of Sabertooth was a dangerous thing for her to have done. Yet worse still two slayers stood by her the reeking stench of holiness bleed from one of them who she recognized from her own guild.

As her mind slowly returned from to it's own full form the feral look of herself would begin to calm down as her face normalized and the claw tipped bones on her feet turned more to high heels, "L-Let me calm down. . .Let me explain please. . ." Slowly the claws shortened and the madness enclosed face began to calm till she looked like a normal woman with dark skin and black hair. "I. . . I am sorry for this. . ." Looking at the two mages she would collapse on the floor, "I killed them. . . I killed again. . ." Her hands would tear at the top of her head, "I tried to stop myself but my makers cannot allow that. . ." Her babbling would seem incoherent to anyone but now that she was calmer the red Sabertooth guild mark would be able to be seen on the top inside of her left breast. "Name name name. . . What was my name. . ." The souls inside her were trying to let themselves out her very being tearing itself from her own emotions forming and being overridden by the hunger as soon her eyes would be filled with tears, "Please help me. . ." Before she could control herself again she would get up from her position and run at a wall crashing through it before hurling herself through the alleyways trying to get distance from other people.

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by **Mistress Venir** 3rd February 2016, 6:23 pm

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Re: Flames of Hunger.

by Mistress Venir 3rd February 2016, 6:23 pm

Heat cannot be separated from fire, or beauty from The finite.

Another was brave enough or stupid enough to enter the bar. Before she could snap at him, requesting that he leave for his own safety, his scent hit her sensitive nose. She crinkled her nose out of reflex. Prior to his arrival the room was what could only be described as unholy, permeating with unholy air that was....tantalizing to the goddess slayer? She supposed it was because of the dark nature of her flames that the scent of demons and the likes was almost nice to her, in a natural sort of way. It wasn't to say that the male smelled bad, it was rather it was a sickly sort of good. Like a perfume that tried too hard, an odd scent that Venir lacked the words to describe. His scent was enough to make her hiss, and not be quite as friendly as she usually was towards others. If his scent wasn't bad enough his questions made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up, before the lacrima in her belly began to burn in agitation.

"Shut up. Like hell I'm gonna answer any of your questions."

The answer escaped her lips, unable to stop herself. At times it felt like she was a completely different person. She supposed it was some sort of inner goddess thing, to be so easily agitated and offended, to feel so superior. Luckily, he was not subjected to her harshness for long as her attention snapped to the demon woman. For a moment Venir was tense and suspicious, unsure of the woman and her intentions. Yet as her words sank in Venir rushed to her side, understanding her struggle all too well. "Hey now it's okay shhhh it's okay." She didn't dare touch the woman for fear of accidentally burning her, but she tried to be as calming as possible. The familiar mark of Sabertooth caught Venir's eye but she made no mention of it, knowing that sometimes it was best to not mention one's guild as it could bring about even more of a negative response. Instinctively her own hand brushed against the black ink of her guild mark, hidden by the thigh high sock she wore on that leg.

The dark haired woman could not recall her name, which is one thing that Venir could not relate to but the rest of her struggle she understood. Try as she might Venir could offer no comfort to the woman, touching was out of the question not with how her lacrima had inadvertently heated her body up out of anger. She sent a reproachful glare to the male for good measure, not that he really knew just what sort of trouble he had caused for her. It could take hours before her body, and head would cool down. It was because of her lack of ability to touch the other woman that she so easily ran through the wall, hardly pausing despite its solid structure. "Oh crap!" Venir gave chase, not looking to see if the somewhat familiar man followed. "Wait up! Just calm down please!" She of all people had no right saying those words but they came out of her mouth anyways, what could she possible do to help the poor woman?

What would she have wanted someone to do for her when she lost control?

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by **Kite Wilhelm** 5th February 2016, 3:27 pm

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Re: Flames of Hunger.

by Kite Wilhelm 5th February 2016, 3:27 pm

NOTES

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NOTES.
"Word “
"Thought “

"You ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?"

- Kite

The situation in the bar was developing into an interesting one for sure, not only owner of did Kite walk in on a demon having a homicidal mental breakdown of some sort but she wasn’t alone. The third person who was also in the restaurant was the one he had been hunting down for weeks, he was sure of this not only from the rough descriptions but from the ominous feeling he was getting from her and the scent surrounding her was also familiar, it reminded him of the day he had a training session he had over the volcano, the very same day that he met Ardere, former member of his guild and the counter part to his Flame Demon Slayer magic, Flame God Slayer magic. The blonde in front of him had a similar aura to that of Ard which made him come to the conclusion that this girl was in possession of God Slaying flames. Their conflicting auras would make a peaceful talk between them to be unlikely as of now but what sealed the deal was her quick anger filled answer when he asked her if she had been the one to destroy the guild where his friend had been and seemingly vanished off the face of earthland. However it was an answer that he was not a fan of and he let it be known by the growth of his aura caused by the increased anger he was feeling. ”Like hell huh God Slayer?“ he said fixing the girl a glare matched with a stern voice, he didn’t care if she was a god slayer or if she was a pretty looking girl she was was hiding something, something of interest for him and his hunt for justice on behalf of his fallen friend.

Before the conflict between Kite and the God Slayer could start to really heat up his steely glare was removed from the blonde and pinpointed on the dark haired she demon who had began to speak begging the two of them to let her calm down, for her to explain. Kite knew that his presence would make things more difficult for the demon, his aura would radiate a danger for her and instead of attacking or fleeing for her life she actually wanted to rationalize this with the two slayers. That made things better and much more difficult for the Demon Slayer, if she had been a feral beast just killing for the sake of killing with no regard for life he could have ended her that instant with his flames meant to eradicate demonic beings, but this current turn of events made Kite resort to a principal that he had followed since day one of becoming a full fledged demon slayer and that was he wouldn’t kill a demon who understood the right from wrong, he would instead help them find peace one way or another. Kite lowered his aura upon hearing her pleas and put both hands in front, palms up as he took a small step towards her, his voice was now a soothing one ”Okay hun, it will be okay. No ones gonna attack you“ he said as a softly as he could but she began to ramble on apologizing before admitting that she killed the people again and that she wasn’t allowed to not kill ”Makers?“ he asked confused on who would force another person to kill whether they wanted to or not, just wasn’t right. Her rambling was all over the place it wouldn’t surprise him if the demon also had no clue to what she was saying but it was obvious that she was beginning to calm down, her facial features were relaxed and she lost her ravenous, her claws were retracting but the feature that drew his attention was the sudden appearance of his a strange mark on her chest. If it had been any old mark it wouldn’t have been so attention grabbing but the mark on her chest was the same as the one on the inside of his inner arm ”You...are in my Guild?“ he asked in a whisper not directed at her but enough for the three to hear.

It was right after this she had another outburst after trying to compile her thoughts to the point to be able to give them her name but instead busted through the wall after asking for help. Kite’s eyes widened as the demon tore down the alley way and he gave chase right after the God slayer made her move to chase her down. Kite had jumped through the hole in the wall and was running right with the blonde. ”Girl got a plan to stop her? I’d rather not hurt her.“ he asked his fellow slayer who was giving chase seeking to help the runaway demon like he was. The act of which confused him, this girl was most definitely the girl that caused the destruction of the town and yet she was trying to help? Was he wrong to assume she was not the villain the stories made her out to be?
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by **Nevermore** 5th February 2016, 4:46 pm

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Re: Flames of Hunger.

by Nevermore 5th February 2016, 4:46 pm

In her mind the bells rung like timers ready to warn all before her than a purge of self had began souls toiled around inside her a rhapsody of screams tearing away at her sense of self she could remember her name given by her makers yet the name she preferred was lost in this chaos. Before even a sense of her running could be matched by her pursuers however a turn she had least of all wanted to happen started it’s own chaos. Running began to halt, animal urges cried out in a desperate hunger unlike her usual self as lifting a hand her blood crusted clams reached towards a child no larger than up to her shins. Each fiber of her being yelled out screamed for this child to run as the hand slowly reached forwards a soft hand tapping their head and soon the mad beast running away towards a further part the child now with blood in his hair and tears down his face having been met with a demon who herself had those same tears down hers. The same question rang in her head as she reached a wall of the town quickly ripping through it as guards began to chase her down as well having followed the tracks of blood her own feet left in the stone pathways.

Soon her running reached an end a frenzy gone mad and most likely possible ventures torn asunder by her lack of control. As she collapsed near an opening on the outskirts of the town her breath scarce and hoarse from the running as well as the crying she was now bursting into slamming her fists into the ground as torrents of red aura burst from the impact zones. Yet once more questions rang in her head, “Why did I leave the child. . . They were an easy kill why. . . Why would my madness leave them . . .” To her absolute knowledge the makers would not have left such a glaring oversight into her design like that so it only suited to confuse and bewilder her as to the need for it. “No. . .Need to calm down. . . Need to feed. . .” Soon she was washing her hands in the clearing using a small puddle to clean the worst of the blood from her feet and hands as before she could react the snarls and howls of wolves could be heard and before her eyes five wolves skin and bone walked to her almost looking like they were just as starving as she was.

The next sight anyone would see is a woman coated in blood five highly mutilated and barely recognizable as animal corpses nearby as she sat beneath a tree fetal position and waiting. No she knew those two mages would come and perhaps the sight they see would be enough to die, but she knew all too well that those who would kill her never can for long her very existence is not allowed to end by her makers and until she lives out her use she is doomed to exist eternal and never dying for long a tortured life she would sooner want to end then continue. Yet each death lead her closer to what she wanted each loss of life made her feel more alive as for that brief moment in all it’s glory she could feel peace before it was torn from her time and time again. Even the name she chose for herself a name she could now at last remember as the first thing she herself chose she spoke out loud in almost a whisper, “Raven. . .”

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by **Mistress Venir** 9th February 2016, 9:52 pm

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Re: Flames of Hunger.

by Mistress Venir 9th February 2016, 9:52 pm

Heat cannot be separated from fire, or beauty from The finite.

The other slayer was lucky that the demon girl had Venir's attention less he really wanted to play with fire. His increase in aura and response would have made her laugh, a cold and bitter laugh if she had not been preoccupied. What was the flames of a demon to that of a goddess? Certainly she should be wary of him but since the awakening of the lacrima within her, Venir's combat prowess was increased, and along with that was her confidence that bordered ego. Even the demon woman was lucky, or at least smart to have ran. Unless she wanted to risk getting caught between the literal flames of war, heaven and hell having a falling out on the earth. The demon took off and Venir was quick to follow though she was not the only one to do so.

"She's your guildmate'" Venir huffed angrily as she ran, irritated that the other had followed. "Clearly, someone doesn't care much for their guild." Said the guild burner but that was beside the point, she supposed it was the fact that he was the opposite of her that brought out the worst in her. The blonde did not wait for a response from him as she took the chase to the skies, letting her nose pick up the scent of blood, while her eyes scanned below her for the demonness. A burst of dark flames propelled her none too gracefully through the air, she was fast but her steering was hardly effective. A new fresh metallic scent, different than that of a human hit her nose. Hardly a moment later and Venir was propelling herself towards the tree line. Landing was never a strong suit, she crashed through tree's, snapping branches, and making leaves fall like rain, but eventually her boots met with the earth. She didn't give herself time to register the tiny scratches and bruises that now covered her body, instead she took off in a sprint heading towards the scent.

"Raven? That's a nice name. You're pretty fast like one too." The blonde leaned again a tree for support, her hand burning it's mark into the wood there. She had arrived just in time to see the wailing mess of a woman, wolf corpses littered about her like candy wrappers, and to hear her utter a single word. One that she believed to be the woman's name unless she was craving that particular bird. Even if it wasn't her name Venir would be calling her that anyways, "Anything I can do to help?" She was concerned but she did not make the same mistake as last time with getting close, she didn't want to frighten raven away again.

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by **Kite Wilhelm** 14th February 2016, 8:54 pm

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Age : 34
Experience : 801,130

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First Skill: Flame Demon Slayer
Second Skill: NetherFlame Demon Slayer
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Post n°9

Re: Flames of Hunger.

by Kite Wilhelm 14th February 2016, 8:54 pm

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"Thought “

"You ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?"

- Kite

”“
Kite was not chasing down the runway demon and much to his chagrin he found his own goals in line with the God Slayer, the same Mage who he was looking to bring to justice for the disappearance of his friend. Despite the anger and animosity he felt towards this blonde haired mage his concern for his guildmate was a much higher priority to him which meant he was prepared to do whatever it would take to protect his guildmate but that didn't mean that his decision to join forces with the girl was exactly a willful one. However it was made apparent that the blonde Mage also didn't like the idea of him following and spoke up to him. He listened to her as she stated that she was from his guild as if he didn't know but that was merely the spark, the real heat came from her next choice of words which had struck a nerve with the demon slayer. The words “Someone doesn't care much for their guild” almost forced Kite’s anger past its boiling point but before he could actually fire his own thoughts onto the godslayer she took to the air and went off on her own to track down his runaway guildmate.

Kite didn't bother to go after her, despite his desire to confront her risen to higher stages after the insulting comment that was thrown his way but fought against this urge and continued down the alley letting a sigh escape past his lips”That figures, she insults me and runs off before I get to say my piece. This isn't over“ he said to himself while sprinting down the long alley way. However while insulting as her comment was he couldn't help but wonder what he was going to do next. The ravenous girl was his guildmate, his ally despite not knowing her and that meant he was obligated to protect and aid her but that wasn’t the only thing that was the matter. He was a demon slayer and with the name of slayer he found his other obligation also being tested. He had a rule that he would put any demon down who would cause reckless or deliberate harm to others but those who knew right from wrong wouldn’t be a target and as of right now his guildmate was like one of those demons who had to be stopped but could he bring himself to do so? He couldn’t really get a handle on what to do however his wandering mind and full on sprint was stopped upon discovering a child, a young boy weeping on the side of the road with blood in his hair. ”What’s wrong kid? Why the water works“ he asked the young child, not wanting to alarm the boy who had blood in his hair he didn’t bring it up. With a couple sniffles and a hickup the boy finaly spoke, “ This… this stange lady, she was scary...I was so scared...she grabbed my head and then… ran off.” Kite smiled and put his hand on the boy’s head rubbing the blood out of his locks as he crouched down so he was at eye level with the child ”Now now it will be alright. Do you live nearby?“ he asked the boy who nodded and wiped the tears from his eyes. ”You run along little man, You will be safe there.“ he said and pushing up to his feet and closing his eyes, attempting to use his demon detection ability to locate his guildmate and all with a smile with a new found hope he knew that not all was lost, that he wouldn’t have to hurt his guildmate. After a moment or two he managed to locate her ”There you are.. don’t worry I’ll get you somewhere safe.“ he said as he headed towards where the his guildmate was and upon his arrival he could see the complete destruction of a pack of wolves and the one who he was searching for was covered in blood and already being approached by the blonde. He heard their conversation as he approached and simply crossed his arms ”That’s funny, a guild burner helping someone for a guild. Almost made me laugh.“ he thought to himself as he approached, walking over to Raven and smiling as he crouched down so he could speak with her eye ”Raven, can I call you that?“ he didn’t wait for an answer and withdrew his magic aura so he wouldn’t cause her any harm if he touched her ”I would like to help you too.“ He then turned his attention up to the blonde ”and yes try not to faint, I do care about those of my guild.“ he said with a slight sneer and turned to Raven again ”My name’s Kite, we are in the same guild.“

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by **Nevermore** 17th February 2016, 5:01 pm

Nevermore

Nevermore: Lineage : Gold Rush
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Experience : 25

Post n°10

Re: Flames of Hunger.

by Nevermore 17th February 2016, 5:01 pm

A black spark of soul came from her mouth as she coughed up tufts of fur from her feral rage she had flown into looking up at the woman who had come after her and soon to be joined by the other one who she knew from her guild. "My name is Raven yes. . . I was not meant to obtain my own soul you see." Standing up she would quickly change from her human and demonic form with ease resting in the demonic form, "I was meant to be a machine that simply collected souls. Nothing more. Nothing less." Setting a hand on her chest she would allow it to almost cease to exist as what seemed to be a cage of black bone held in a twisting mass of souls, "These are those I have eaten over the many many years I have lived." Waving a hand a soul would fly out and touch the ground as it screamed and in a moment a black pillar of shadows erupt from that spot. "All I can for these souls is use them slowly. . . But no matter how many I go through. . . I always get more. . ." Looking at her guild mate she would sigh, "Kite was it? You are a Demon Slayer correct? I can smell the ghastly holiness from you." Standing up she would grin, "You see no matter how many times people put me down I always come back. . . My creators have always got other bodies for me. . . But as much as I want freedom . . .They can always call me back." Setting a hand on her throat she would smile, "If I wanted I could kill myself right here! But I know that I would just be brought back!"

With a soft sigh she would throw herself back first into the tree blood splattering the bark as she sighed, "That was why I joined a guild. . .I grew my own soul. . . I wanted to live. . .To learn. . . But my creators know this. . .That is why they made my fail safe. . .I go too long without eating souls of any kind and I get thrown into a blind frenzy almost like a starved animal among injured prey." Holding up a hand she would smile, "But if they kill me so be it! I will one day escape them all! I chose my name! I am Raven Nevermore! The demon of Earthland! One that will escape her fate!" Looking at both Kite and the woman she would smile, "I try so hard to change myself but I starved myself for too long. . . You two have a choice. . .Put me down . . . Or keep this secret. This incident could very well cause my own death. . .And I need to make a difference even if it is small. . .I don't want to be a tool forever." Sighing she would get up and hold out her hands, "Please. . . I need you help."

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