Starters starting (Fluffy/chaoris job)

Stopping one wedding from taking place didn't sound as if it would be so hard, she had been to weddings in her life and had seen it only took the smallest thing to derail the whole arrangement. Nyx knew she could easily stop some simple wedding without hurting the bride! Although maybe hurting the brides little sister via spanking the child was in order, the kid might have gotten her sister killed if she hadn't found this job poster! Hiring dark mages to stop a wedding was quiet the horrid idea, at least try unaligned mages before shipping off flyers to dark guilds. Most evil mages would kill the bride or groom in order to stop the wedding, which was clearly not what this kid wanted, she wanted her sister alive, neither of them loved the wedding idea but her sibling couldn't say no, thus the kid was hiring dark mages. When she heard of darkness? She briefly wondered if chaoris would end up showing for this sort of thing, killing people was his special thing after all.

Chaoris had been enjoying a slaughter in his own realm, a battle setup so that he could fight amongst the followers that had been granted a permanent life there, when he had gotten news that a traitor to his ways had been found by one of the hounds. A paper flyer had been sent out, one for a job for those as dark mages could freely take, that had the name of the man that had turned coward in a fight after being gifted the power of blood rage in a fight. He had grown scared of the new strength thrust upon him and had run to be a pacifist for the rest of his life. Chaoris had no way of finding a single person directly, his mind was not psychically charged besides for the power of blood control, and thus he had released cultists and a few blood hounds to go forth in the land of Fiore to find him so that he could deal with him directly. "So the coward is getting married? HA! He is not worthy of a mate if he is not willing to fight, let alone leave a gift of mine unused!" The man would say the words even as some of his blood flew into the pores of the cultist that had given him the flyer. The man would choke and convulse, his body changing rapidly until he made a roaring growl and suddenly jumped up to his feet. Chaoris Orneis had gifted him the blood rage that he had given to the coward that he had just now gotten the location of. It would be controllable once he had killed with it a few times, but until then he would be a murderous machine without pause. He would release the man into Hargeon Town, a true test of skill, before teleporting to the outskirts of the town that this man was supposedly marrying the love of his life.

From what he read from the flyer, the daughter of the man's soon to be bride was not happy with the man either and was asking for someone to end the wedding by any means possible. The town that it was happening was a small town by the name of Hosenka. It was an Oriental style town that was known for its spa and flashy looks. He had a few cultists and worshipers her, but he would not have to call upon him today. He felt no one that would threaten him, which meant he could do all of this on his own and at the same time against them. He was just about to walk into the town when he felt the presence of a familiar living being; Fluffy. The man would walk to where he felt her, the fight they had been together in giving him a decently powerful link to her essence so that he could sense her location easier. "So I see you are here too. Am I to assume you came because of the Wedding that the coward is involved in? He is meant to be slain by my hands, but I will permit you to fight alongside me if you wish." The man would hold the paper in his hand, blood smeared randomly across it even though e was not bleeding, and show the image of the groom that was the one he was meant to kill. "He was gifted with the power of blood rage and became a pacifist after using his power for the first time. I have had the hounds searching for him and a small girl is the one that gives him away. Come, fight with me, and you will know even greater power. I will even let you decide how everyone else here for the wedding is dealt with, even let you have mercy on those that do not deserve to die here this day. I will forgive those that run, as the coward will draw cowards to him in an attempt to block himself with the bodies of others like him. I only wish for the shedding of HIS blood and HIS skull added to the pile around my brazen throne." The man took a serious tone, rather than an angry one, as he went from rage to controlled as he gave Fluffy the option of deciding how everything went down. He would listen to her, allow her to control what was going to happen today. How would she fare? Would she think like a deity? Or would she think like a mere mortal without concern of the life after death? They would find out soon enough, as surely the creature was about to speak once she took in everything he had said to her.

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He was ever so high on his horse's, but he looked entirely insane speaking to a twin-tailed feline that most people likely assumed was someone's pet, maybe even his pet. Of course as a man who believed himself to be a god? What did Chaoris have to worry about making himself look insane for, no one should be questioning him anyways because apparently, he was the supreme authority over violence. This man would speak to her even if she did not speak back, they were likely going to the same place even without him stating it she knew the sort of thing's he was into. Why did this man keep showing up potentially leading her deeper down the path to darkness, she didn't want to walk beside him, she didn't want to be an evil monster. Only she was not unhappy to see him, even knowing that it was unavoidable this would end in bloodshed now.

"One term, we don't kill my client and her sister." the female spoke before he presented her the picture, climbing onto his shoulder so she could see it better. All she had to do was not kill that one? Simple enough, it was not as if she enjoyed being soaked in blood like he did, at least that was the story she spoke for now. Fluffy refused to believe that something dark as that could be hiding within her somewhere, a secret place that only got semi close to cracking open when she was exposed to this god. "Children tend to be the ones to do that, but I'd still rather not have my payment bloody" ratting people out was something they were good at.

Wait was he testing her? Her pupils dilated at the thought of so many bodies, such an amount of food eagerly awaiting her consumption. What did this man think he was doing, the nerve, why did he have to say something that made her seem like she was a murderess or such. "I need at least a few meals, it's been months since I last consumed a corpse, just one won't do it." so more people would be dead today, enough to feed her but she would not kill without need after that.

Who was she kidding, the look in her eyes already said she knew everyone was going to die anyway's, that was what happened when they got into the same room. Once influenced by his intense lack of care for the life of other's, his desire for death and blood, she couldn't help it. Why was she becoming this? She had taken this job initially to stop unrequired death, but now she would kill at least one or two people. "Just not everyone alright, if we kill everyone each time food will eventually become harder for me to come by, I can't eat just any corpse after-all, I require those drenched in sin, people only accumulate sin by living and suffering." heck, the bride and her sister would become more sinful after today, even potentially one day becoming food for her.

What had happened? When did she start looking at human's as truly food, instead of thing's that became food after they died.

The man could almost feel the thoughts churn inside the head of the small female creature known as Fluffy. Thoughts of him, of this job, of the people she did and did not want to be killed. It was almost as if she was taking in what he said with a grain of salt. Such a shame that she did not believe the God of Blood when he spoke about something he was in charge of. Oh well, she would eventually come to reason, and would eventually fight by his side without any second thoughts. Fluffy would tell him that she did not want the client and the client's sister dead, and that she did not wish for everyone that showed up at this red wedding to die. He would not make that big of a promise right now. If one drew a weapon on him or showed that they wished to fight, and were on the list that she refused to kill, he would immediately entertain them in combat.

"Is that all? Shall we go forth unto the slaughter and do what the weak girl cannot do on her own? She asks for a god to slay her enemies, due to weakness, so I may even give her one of my gifts if she survives this day." The man would begin walking, not caring if Fluffy was still on him or not, as his armor slowly began to appear around him. If Fluffy was there she would find that she would be moved to be on top of the armor, rather than stuck inside of the armor as it covered the God completely. Both of his weapons would appear in his hands even as the spiked choker's spikes shown through the neck area of his armor. He was a fearsome sight to behold with how tall he was, and even more so when he was in the midst of combat. No one that was in the safety of his companion's list would survive unless they came to his side, whether peacefully or by fighting alongside him immediately.

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Oh, Fluffy would eventually come to reason, eventually, she would even come to truly be one of his worshippers. The doubt she carried right now, on many things, was linked to her life as a human, which he knew little to nothing about. Each time she encountered him? The amount she cared about returning to being human slowly dwindled away, she just wanted to fight more each time she left him. Fluffy swore Chaoris was doing something to her, but she wasn't going to ask him, part of her knew she was better off not knowing. Thus the feline always choose not to ask, just leave him after they had committed mass murder. Essentially? it was the murder's version of a one-night stand that kept happening over and over again for a reason at least one killer couldn't understand.

"It was pretty damn low of her to hire Dark Mages and you, the kid didn't even look to the legal guilds." She didn't have to walk, she had already taken up purchase on his shoulder and even as his armor began to appear she stayed rooted. Though once the shoulder pieces of his armor showed up? She had to change her stance to have better ability to not fall off flat onto her face, moving so she stood on the plate able to sway her weight around as he walked to avoid tumbling to the ground. When he started fighting, she knew that she would need to move, because she would have to fight as well. However, for now, the feline just served as the sole subtract from him appearing frightening enough to give someone their demise via heart attack. No matter how scary Chaoris looked? He had a tiny adorable foot tall feline on his shoulder. of course, she supposed, it likely hyped the fear factor when she leaped off and transformed.

They arrived at the wedding and she leaped off his shoulder, bounding a few steps ahead, one of her steps starting her transformation. It was worth noting though, she transformed on some tile in the church instead of on some fabric, hinting that her flames likely could catch thing's aflame given the right conditions, something he would see at a later date. Fluffy didn't take any major action, she was waiting for Chaoris to start his part of the show. The Kasha doubted a god would appreciate anything stealing his thunder in any scene, so she even did her best to transform without being noted by the wedding party. Now it was simply a matter of waiting for Chaoris to do whatever he would do this time. if her suspicious where right? He would just start shooting and slashing things, starting with the coward who had apparently abused a given gift.

Considering a good number of people were about to die? She could smell the sin on a few people she would be able to consume, her eyes narrowing to those ones. Fluffy would attack those first and drag them from the main mass of bodies, incase she had to take one with her because the police showed up. Of course? Chaoris may very well just kill the coppers as well, so what did she really have to worry about.

Chaoris Orneis, the God of Blood, would watch as Fluffy transformed as lowkey as she possible could. The tiny creature grew to a large creature even as the man's deep voice bellowed out to startle and gather the attention of the crowd that was supposed to be here for a lovely wedding day. "Coward! Betrayer! Heretic! You whom says they are to wed another this day shall do nothing but die for your sins you have done against me and your fellow worshippers! Come forth and fight me, Castiel, and I will spare those that you call loved ones! Come forth and save them with your life as a sacrifice, or be the cause of their demise!" The Blood God's words would be for the groom to hear, being the man called Castiel, and it would be a few silent seconds before Chaoris would laugh loudly before bringing both of his weapons up in preparation for combat. "So be it! Let the slaughter begin! Fluffy! Herd the ones you wish to live, if they so much as move closer than where you put them I will deem them combatants! They will either watch or run, nothing else will be forgiven from those you list as untouchable!"

It was as he said this that one of the men yelled for his wife to run before throwing a steak knife in his direction. The poor excuse for a thrown weapon would be deftly caught by the man with his right hand, never even letting go of the mythical sword known as Blood Fang to do so, before he charged the man and stabbed him in the heard with the steak knife. "Show some bravery! Fight me face to face with honor! Your sin is cowardice, the punishment death!" The God's words would echo halfway across Hosenka, likely alerting the local authorities to the fight that had begun, even as he came down with his chainsaw and ended the man's life that was clutching at the knife he had been impaled with. The blood splatter would cause a few woman to faint, no one catching them even as one cracked her head wide open on a metal table before hitting it even harder on the cement curb she had been standing upon mere moments before. One of the wedding staff, knowing some form of physical based magic based on the sudden changing of elements on his hand to become metal, came at him to try and stop him from killing any more people. This would have been a good plan if Chaoris had been a normal mage, a mortal even. Since he was a god, metal fists would do nothing but deal superficial damage to the physical form he took on to be in this realm. The form was not needed, he could show up as a holy being if he so chose, but it was more fun if he could feel everything going on, be as one of the living beings that worshipped him so.

The man would attempt an uppercut on Chaoris only to realize as the punch hit the God's chin that there was no longer a metal hand there. The bloody wrist hit softly on the God of Blood's chin as the man reeled back and screamed in horror before falling to his knees. The staff did not even try to block the beheading he was given through the use of Blood Fang due to the terror he had been in over the loss of his hand. Three dead, many more to go. It was going to be a fun day! And there would be more blood shed for him, even if he was doing part of it himself!

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The female kept her gaze on the man whose shoulder she rode around the town on, comfortable where she had perched. Back when she was human if someone had told her she would one day willingly sit on the shoulder of a man who called himself a god marching to commit a massacre? Nyx would have not believed them for a single second! For sure she would have rolled her optics as the person was insane and than turned away to report the insanity to the rest of her team so they could take care of whatever trickster was trying to deceive her. Yet, here she was, entirely comfortable on the shoulder of the god even if her brain was still adjusting to the idea of the man truly being of divine nature. Right now, the girl did not herself realize how much her life had changed, well she did just not that the changes actually were good ones at the moment.

Now she stood near one of the back buffet tables, towering over most of the participating humans by several inches. Most of the world, was somewhere in the range of five feet, and in this form the feline stood six feet tall, some twelve feet or more long, an impressive beast. Fluffy found herself listening to the speech the man who called himself a god had begun to give, something she had not actually done the last time they did this. Fellow worshipers? So apparently a good number of people had come to believe his words and claim to god status. However, she had seen people follow pretenders before, heck she had seen it so many times, most times it was demons using their powers to trick mortals. Oddly, she didn't get that vibe from chaoris, but she was still trying to make her own solid choice regarding him, maybe she could end up talking to his other worshipers to further make up her own mind.

"Oh wow, you'd think he'd at least take the honorable path of protecting his loved one's, so he's more than one type of coward." the second she spoke? People realized she was aligned with Chaoris and someone threw one of the chairs at her, the object easily being dodged with the natural agility of a feline. Than the fighting actually broke out, but she was more focused on the statement he had made about herding those she wanted to live away from the fight and make sure they stayed still. "If I'm a sheep dog than you're human, I'm a cat I don't herd, I just make them do what I want. Like this." she rolled her eyes, sassing slightly as she made a low rumble in her throat, stretching her legs as she dodged more chairs. "I'll deal with you in a moment mister chair thrower" she rushed past that man and grab a little girl by the back of her dress, forcefully ducking her head to force the bride onto her back, not giving them a choice.

"And I've insured that even trying to attempt getting in your way or our way would kill them." she landed near him, the girl and bride no where to be seen, unless someone looked in a very tall tree nearby, where she had sat them on a thick branch near the top. Trying to get down without the aid of someone capable of flight? Would be an instant death sentence with the wind today. She indeed was a cat, not even giving them the chance to disobey her wishes, which was shocking as she had seemed a bit more passive the last time they met. The longer she remained a kasha? The more it changed her.

Now that she had ensured her first objective here had been fulfilled, Fluffy let her flames roar larger and her flame fighting companion spawned, the mass of fire hovering beside her. "Now, want to throw another chair at me?" and the waiter or whatever he was did, picked up another chair and chucked it right at the Kasha once more. Clearly this was not the best choice ever to be made because she just leaped over the chair as it came towards her, and right onto him, claws digging into his shoulders and mouth quickly sinking into his neck. Why had she made it quick like that instead of just shooting fire and letting him slowly burn to death? Had she taken the comment of the god from the last time they fought together seriously? The one about not torturing people?! Oh great, she was conforming and converting to being one of his followers subconsciously before she even made a solid conscious decision on it.

She didn't need his approval! Besides her fire was good as a part of her, and it was the only way she had to fight since her mental abilities seemed to have vanished when she turned into a Kasha. "Does burning people count as torture if it's the only efficient method of combat I have?" not that she had consciously tortured someone yet, that was for later when they ended up in fat monster land, when her mind had been further corrupted by her darkening emotions than it was at the moment. Here she was claiming to be a cat who ran thing's, and yet asking if the way she had to fight went against the thing's he stood for. When had she converted to his little lap dog? The feline was kind of irked with herself, but eventually her mental block would clear and she would know, she was going to follow him no matter what. Heck due to this she may one day very well resort to strictly using her mental abilities instead of her more powerful flames if they ever came back.

Briefly, the female glanced around and her brain wondered if this sort of wedding could ever be considered a good one. Maybe if the bride and groom had been depraved mages enchanted with the shedding of blood? A massacre at the wedding would be the perfect gift. Considering the bridge was rumored not to have wanted the wedding anyways? Maybe this was actually a good wedding gift for at least one part of it. Anyway's for the moment she went back to dodging attacks and watching chaoris kill as she carefully chose her next target. Fluffy was careful to kill those she would be eating and drag them off first, so she could do anything else she had to without worrying about the energy spent, as she would be able to replenish it almost instantly after since she had a stock pile of sinful bodies stored away for consumption.

Hosenka would remember this day for a long time after this was over with. The day that the God of Blood, Battle, War, Skulls, and Honor visited their town and slaughtered a wedding party due to the cowardice that the groom held openly for those around him. Not only had he run from battle and the serving of Chaoris, he also hid from the challenge of the God he had run from when it would have saved everyone here at this party. The other people here were showing much more bravery for what was going on. While the groom remained hidden the rest were fighting to protect him and were actively trying to engage Fluffy and himself. What a great time it would be! Blood would be shed, lives would be taken and, at the end of the day, the man known as Castiel would become the newest skull added to the pile around his brazen throne inside of his realm! Around him were a group of the people attending the wedding, they all held some sort of improvised weapon with which they intended to harm the large god before them. They numbered thirteen in all, though each was barely a speck of power when compared to him. "I commend you all for your bravery. Fighting against me is an impossible endeavor, but an honorable one. You will all die as loyal servants to me! Sin absolved by your God!" The man would say this as he used his sword to break the wooden chair that was suddenly thrown at him, the man that did so drawing a small dagger shortly after.

From that point on the rest of the fighting was a blur of motion if one looked upon Chaoris Orneis. The woman to the rightmost area of the newly started fight would fall to the ground in pieces, a confused look on her face as if she had no clue what had hit her at the moment of their death. The man that had thrown the chair would be the second to die, his dagger hand being sliced off at the wrist as the chainsaw on Chaoris's gun sliced clean through it even as he sliced off his the upper half of his head with Blood Fang. Blood Fang, using the holy blood coursing in Chaoris, grew from the sword it was into a great sword that would slice through the two to his left before they could realize what was going on with his weapon. Both dropped to the ground, already dead, before the fifth through seventh realized they needed to attack him from multiple sides. The three would attack him from behind and to either side of him from there, though they would soon find this a wasted attempt. All three would be staring at an empty spot in space and time before they heard a roar of a challenge from above them. The moment they looked up was when the greatsword stabbed into the face of the one that thought to take him from behind. As the sword of blood pierced through he would turn his gun to shoot one in the head before slashing out in a large arc that would shear the head off of the third one a few moments later.

Where there had been thirteen there were not six, and those six all looked much more frightened than they had mere moments before. All of them seemed like they wanted to run, but they all also looked like they realized that running was just as much of a lost cause as simply running themselves through with their own weapons. No matter what they were sentenced to death. As they were not among the group saved by Fluffy, moved to a safe location and told to stay there, they were put into a small war with the God that oversaw all war; a blessing and a curse for them. Since they knew they were going to die they did so in the fastest way possible, charging Chaoris. All six came directly at him, each running with their weapon forward and coming at him in a half circle that was basically challenging him to keep it fun. As they charged he would hear Fluffy call to him and ask about the flames being wrong for her to use. Using this as a reason to distract himself while fighting. The God's sword would stab into the heart of the final female of the thirteen, the eighth casualty to the armed man, as he gave his reply. So long as you are not torturing them! Kill them, do not delay! There is no honor in slowing the kill for pleasure, it leads to worship of another god other than me!" The words would be spoken even as two more would find themselves cut clean through at the neck before he kicked another that had gotten a bit too close before shooting him in the chest with the rest of the ammo he had in the weapon. The final two would land a single hit each on him, steak knives entering the armored god's chest as he looked down at the two with the cold eyes of his helmeted head. "I applaud your effort. You each managed to cause me to bleed. I would bless you both as champions if it had been in single combat during a challenge of blood with me. This is not one of those, and thus you two must die!" The sound of his chainsaw revving would be heard by both as he quickly sliced both in half at the waist, which was the lowest he could cut them due to his height and the spot they were in. Knowing they would not die immediately he would quickly use Blood Fang to stab both at the base of their necks, severing brain activity permanently so they would not suffer anymore. With them dead, all that was left were the staff members, the groom, and the parents that wished to fight him. That made it less than half of the original numbers that had come towards him, with the entirety of the wedding splitting up between the two that were against them, but they were the stronger of the opponents, given with the way most of them were eyeing them. Castiel was strong enough to put up a fun fight, if only he would show the balls to fight him and save the rest of them. Cowards were cowards, sadly, and it seemed he would have to slaughter them all to get him to fight.

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Normally people came to Hosenka in order to enjoy the world famous spas that existed within the town, the places were supposed to be amazing for stress relief and complexion from what she had heard when she was human. However, the feline had never gotten the chance to test out the waters herself in her past life. Most of the time? She was too obsessed with continuing on the mission of the supernatural hunting group she traveled with. Life was so short and almost everyone took that privilege for granted, just take a look at all the corpses that lay scattered across the blood stained ground today, the crimson liquid that sustained life bleeding onto her jet black paws. If Chaoris could access the cats mind right than? It would be quiet weird because as a cold feeling over took her body her brain would give off nothing expect static, as if multiple voices were trying to speak within her head at once and drowning each other out. The static only existed for a split second but if anyone had been trying to get into her head and heard it, that moment would be extremely painful. However, Fluffy did not even notice it happened.

"Everyone by their nature is sinful." the female commented idly as she dragged one of the bodies off to the side labeling it corrupted enough for her consumption. After becoming a Kasha she became even more aware of the evil in the world than she had been as a mortal latent physic! Unlike when she was human? As a Kasha she could see that even those who did not turn into corrupt spirits or demons, held darkness in their hearts, sometimes more than those who actually turned. The deceased woman beneath her reeked of the scent of a sinful existence, yet a few objects on her person and her behavior within the event proved she spent her life trying to help others. Now that the woman was dead, Fluffy could tell the woman had been a pretender, committing acts of kindness to disguise her own darkness from herself, boost her own ego even though she knew it was wrong. She spent her entire life sinning because she couldn't accept who she was. The feline shook her head, chuckling as she looked back out towards the fight.

Even if she was not entirely sure of where she stood on Chaoris being a good at the moment because of the way she once lived. Watching the man go to work at what he called his divine duty, was an entirely holy experience. Maybe she had once been like her next meal and denied her own evil for the sake of retaining her human sanity. However, now she was not human, she was free to be a monster and the sight of Chaoris swinging that weapon of his around, slicing at enemy after enemy, sent shivers down her spine. While some people associated the cold crawling down someone's backbone as a sign of heart stopping fear? At this moment, for the feline it was for a far different reason, everything she felt drop kicked into a much different area, combined into feelings she maybe wasn't exactly ready to face yet. The god was such a divine sight to watch at work, for several long moments that felt like minutes or maybe hours because she was watching divine artistry at work, Fluffy even forgot she was supposed to be making the scene beautiful as well.

Once more, she was disgusted with herself as her flames roared into a searing inferno and she slowly came back to life. Internally Fluffy cringe over the fact she felt more alive on the verge of taking another's existence than she had felt the entire time she was human. This wasn't her, this god was such a dark influence, his presence corrupting her into darkness. Expect one day soon she would have no choice but to accept it was not Chaoris who birthed the darkness living within her heart, it had always been there, he just allowed her to express it without fear of the way the normal world shunned such acts. "How many of you gods can there be, sheesh." she snickered it out as he commented about torture of victims leading to worship of another god besides him. What was that god like, she wondered it briefly. Fluffy came to the conclusion they did not compare to Chaoris as they had a chance to influence this mans followers to break away every time they worshiped, and yet that god did nothing from appearances.

"Anyway's, I guess its time, looks like a few people here have chosen the more painful and slow death over simply being cut open by you." now that she had - people surrounding her? It was clear she had no choice but to use her fire related abilities. "Of course what would I know about the pain of death, I've only experienced the pain of being ripped apart alive." she recalled that day very well, the day Izayuki had turned her into a Kasha and her life had changed forever. Nyx would have preferred for her group to have gone after Chaoris, he fought with more honor than the Tanuki had. Sure they would have all died, but what did she care these days, she walked dead from the moment she woke up to a beating heart.

Even in the middle of the day, the presence of flames from the underworld changed the lighting of the general area. Anything the light of her flames cast upon, was bathed in a dark pulsing glow, the pulse almost making it seem as if the light from her fire had a heart beat. If one checked the Kasha's heart beat? They would further believe this, as her heart and the flames burned with the same gentle pulse that suddenly became violent as she lunged forward at the enemy who stood closest to her, catching this figure by their neck, their hand grabbing her front paw. The second they touched the flames that burned on her body? They screeched in agony as the flames quickly consumed across their arm leaving a dark red blistering burn as they fell to the ground, bleeding out from the neck. Considering fourteen of the attendants had surrounded her, leaving one man bleeding to death did not count as torture. "Come on, how hard can this cat be to kill, she's just his pet!" one of them shouted it, as they all charged at her attempting to grab and hold her down, the result of this was several of them getting their hands on her flame causing five of the remaining thirteen to drop in agony clutching the place that had been burned by their own stupid nature. This meant at the moment she had eight enemies to contend with.

One of them came at her with a knife, and she sunk her teeth into his arm, her cheek being cut by this object. Due to the pain? She instantly activated her flame fangs, the man screeching as flames engulfed his body considering he was wearing a flammable shirt, seven left. "I can't move my arm!" she glanced back without mercy at the man who spoke a woman who had yet to fight holding him. "Of you can't, the second you touched my fire, your arm died, my flames are connected to the underworld, I'm not his pet, I'm a Kasha." Even if someone escaped her? They would eventually die if they had touched her flames, if they didn't get medical attention, it was the reason she did not summon her flames from the ground but from her own body that had a tolerance for them. To those people or things who had no tolerance to the flames of hell? They were a death sentence. For the moment she she left that woman, that left six to deal with. Maybe she would murder them later, maybe she would let them live or chaoris would kill them. Either way, the remaining six charged her and she breathed out a fire breath once they got closer, setting them on fire.

However this time, the table cloth next to one of them caught flame, causing a chain reaction. Slowly? The whole wedding was catching a flame. Later on she would have to set another fire so the two would burn each other out. "Now see what you people made happen? This whole park is going to burn." she could hear fire engine sirens already, now that her flames were actually burning things? They emitted such a thick black smoke, that to anyone seeing the smoke the fire looked much larger than it currently was. Fluffy tried, but her magic was still new to her, so once her flames consumed so many unintended objects she could no longer recall them on her own.

The ones that came at him next were the servers, the workers, the servants. These people were trained, whether in combat or hard labor, and were a bit stronger than the everyday person that did not work for a living or was wealthy enough to not have to work. This was a great thing for Chaoris! The others were too easy, too weak, to be even the slightest bit of a threat so he welcomed someone stronger if they felt they could put up a fight. There were seven that came forth to fight him, one of their co-workers having already been slain in the initial onset of the fights that had broken out here on the new battlefield. Each seemed to have some type of magic, though the magical aura they gave off was weak at best. It was still better than nothing, at least a magic user could hurt a god if they hit hard enough. A standard human had no effect, which was why it had been so disappointing to have to fight the fifteen that had charged him with their tiny efforts and minimal strength. Had he met them outside of this instance he would have offered them a spot in his service, and then make them fight with him in his next battle to prove themselves loyal worshippers. Of course after that they would be given a blessing of some form by him and then be sent to do works in his name; which basically meant finding more fights and shedding blood while collecting skulls. Readying his weapons, the God of Blood would prepare for another slaughter that might actually cause him to take a bit of damage.

One man would prove to be useless, a blood magic user, and would throw four spells in quick succession at Chaoris only to have each one simply be absorbed into his being and be turned into magical essence for his own magic to use. As this was happening he would absorb some of the blood that was upon the ground and feel an even greater surge of power as the blood of the slain was added to his own. Blood was power, it was the greatest thing of his realm, and it was what made him more powerful while in the realm of the living. There was another element he could consume, the element of light, and it would show up in this fight as well. Not from Chaoris's use, however, but from another of the staff members attacking him. This one was a flat chested woman, the only thing good on her being her broad shoulders, and she threw a few light spells at her as the others did a mix of attacks at the same time. A deep laughter would come from Chaoris as he slew the man that was using blood magic after he absorbed the spells both used against him beforehand. He had gained enough magic to allow himself to gain the battle rage that gave him the idea that his full godly might would be fun to do here. A crack could be heard as he suddenly burst in a flash of blood and light, his armor turning to full bronze as he stabbed through second of the wedding staff and splashed everyone, including himself, in their blood. Two dead, five more to die in mere moments as well. The flat chested one would shriek and jump back as Chaoris, with the full strength he had behind his swings, leveled off a group of three of them with a single swing of his deactivated chainsaw. It was something that most would claim to be impossible, but what was impossible to a mortal was merely a simple task for a god that was pure strength.

His champion would have loved to be here right now. He had loved to have her fighting at his side, and even before he had ascended she had been a proper champion for him. It was a shame, but he needed to find a replacement for her. The God's mind wandered as he mindlessly used both of his weapons to spin and slice in half another member of the wedding staff. That was six, with only the light magic flat chested one standing before him. She knew her magic was useless against him, and knowing she had no chance to beat him in single combat she dropped to her knees with her hand staring him in the eyes. She bore a look of defiance as she stayed in that position as Chaoris looked back at her. "You concede defeat, a worthy opponent indeed. Maybe I will have mercy on one of you this day, of my own accord. I pardon you of your sins. Follow me and fight in my name, or simply walk away from here and forget that this day has ever happened. I would prefer the latter but will hold no ill will so long as you remain as defiant and honorable as you have at this moment. Go forth, and conquer." The woman's mouth would be agape as he walked past what should have been the seventh kill of the staff member within the last minute. She had survived by simply giving him the win, yet not cowering before him. She would sit there for a few moments before simply standing up, closing the eyes of the dead, and then walk off into the distance with a look of shock on her face until she checked into the hospital to make sure everything was working properly. That woman would be the only one to survive from the God of Skull's challengers for this wedding, the last three were going to meet their demise quite efficiently. Castiel, the sole reason he was here, and his parents were going to die soon. The parents could have left, but they seemed to be ready to protect their son to their dying breath. Fluffy seemed to be doing well on her own, the man willing to let her keep going at her enemies. Fire raged around them now, emergency services surely coming soon to try and stop the fighting and fires that were erupting in the town of Hosenka. The God would slay anyone that tried to interfered, but they would be warned that entering the battlefield would make them a challenger and that waiting for him to finish his task would result in them staying completely safe from him and his comrade. "Good Job, Fluffy. Finish off the rest and I will slaughter Castiel and his Family now that they are standing in my way of him." His swords would be prepped for him to fight, his stance becoming one for powerful swings rather than fast ones, as he looked at the two coming towards him. They were the mother and father of Castiel, both amazingly powerful in their own rights, and neither seemed to be a weilder of blood or light magic. This seemed like it would be a good fight, or at least he hoped so.

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Was he going to be upset with her for accidentally setting the entire wedding fixture aflame, red sparks flying out from objects being swiftly consumed by the budding inferno. Did this count as torturing things, she did enjoying watching it burn, the female very much enjoyed the presence of her heated flames surrounding everything and trying to devour them, make everything one with the flame to fuel it hotter. The way the kasha was coming to enjoy her blazes? Was almost the way a pyromaniac would enjoy the setting of fires, she was descending further into the embodiment of underworld flames that some Kasha's existed as, consumed by the blaze within them instead of in control of it. At the moment however, she was still very much enough in control, sure it was a bit wild, but she could still find herself within those flickering lights.

"Everything's on fire, we're all going to burn!" she watched them running around, unable to escape the flames as the entire wedding ceremony had been surrounded by pillars laced with fabric between them, it was kindle and now that the kindled flames had fallen the entire place was just a large rectangle or square with fire creeping inwards. Everyone was running around in panic while she was trying to pick a new target, some magic users attempting to douse her flames, but the heat from them rose too high for the low ranked mages to counter. "Maybe if we kill her the fire will vanish!" one of the staff of the venue shouted it and his six co workers swiftly joined his mission grabbing all sorts of weapons which they planned to use in order to end her life and hopefully save their own. However the Kasha was far from ready to go down, in fact she was potentially just revving up at the moment, not even fighting seriously. Fluffy was really only fighting enough to please chaoris, she could go further, run harder, and kill more, however some of the humanity she clung to was still holding her back. Of course, kit was liable that one day Chaoris would prefer her with that humanity in tact.

"Good Job Fluffy." her mind flashed back slightly to a much taller man around her own age reaching his rough hand down. "Good Job Nyx." no one had told her she was actually doing good after she had become a Kasha and been abandoned by the supernatural hunting group she once traveled with. While she shouldn't enjoy hearing praise from a 'god' considering her supposed beliefs on all things abnormal? Nyx smiled again inside, considering her feline form was not so capable of the human action, her heart warming and causing the flames around the 'arena' to burn brighter, her fangs eagerly closing on one of the seven staff member's necks as another had a very unfortunate fall onto her flaming paw, her claw entering his body, her flame touching his heart and ending his life.

For some reason, the praise of the god made her more eager to preform these acts of sin than she normally was, turning the remaining five wedding staff members, giggling for a split second before she threw shoved her paw into one's mouth, kicked another one in the chest, slung two fireballs hitting another two and turned towards the last one who by now. "Please, no, I don't want to die like this, stop, oh god save me, bring peace back to this day" the man held his religious necklace from some religion that was not that of chaoris. Fluffy didn't show any mercy to him and picked him up in her sharp jaws throttling the body as it died, bleeding out onto her fangs, dropping dead to the ground. "You prayed to the wrong god." she sounded proud or something as she licked the blood from around her jaws and turned to the brides partners.

These humans they cared so little that their daughter had managed to make this day possible, this murder was solely on them. "Your daughter hired us. Where were you when your eldest pleaded not to be wed to a coward, when your youngest sent out fliers to dark guilds to end this day with her sibling unmarried. hmm?" it seemed like physiological torture but that actually was not her motive, she could smell the stench of sin pouring off them, they smelled so nutritious she was just preening her largest meal of the night. It was clear right in that moment they started praying, trying to repent their sins. However, this also meant they were admitting to what they had done wrong, and those who knew what they did, those were the ones that were most filling for her. "That's enough, you're done, ripe for eating." the Kasha grabbed one by the neck and than rolled herself onto the other, crushing them to death with her several hundred pound weight, standing up in time to hear the sirens.

"Freeze! Back off the corpses!" it was police officers standing on one side of the flames, a few having had the nerve to come into the arena. "NO THIS IS MY MEAL FUCK OFF!" and in that moment, everyone would find out Fluffy was extremely food aggressive, the officers advanced on her and she instantly blew out a flamethrower in an effort to fend them off, grabbing both bodies by the back of their shirt, jumping back several feet with them and roaring again, standing possessively over the corpses. "GO AWAY THIS IS MY MEAL! DIE!" she snarled the words out and than rage filled her eyes when she saw a first responder rushing to check on one of the corpses she set aside to take home with her. "THAT'S MINE STOP TOUCHING IT!" she picked up the two corpses and sprinted to her pile of the two she had already deemed sinful enough and dropped them atop as she swiped at the man who had been trying to 'help' the corpse. "GO AWAY!" she snarled the words again, this time purposefully lightning up a few nearby tree's to frighten the responders from medics to police and fire fighters, they were all trying to take her food away!

and until they backed off her accepting the bodies she had were dead and they would die too if they did't get away from her? She would be there, defending the tree she had the siblings stranded in, and the corpses she had stashed beneath it. Would likely be around the time chaoris finished up before she could be anything but an extremely food aggressive animal.

The brazen clad God would look at both of Castiel's parents as they stood between him and Castiel himself. "You will not hurt our son ever again! He will be wed to this girl and live a calm life until death!" The mother would speak, sparks coming out of her fingertips in a threatening display of her magic. "My son has a right to not want to be around you! You are evil incarnate! A fiend only out for blood and combat! No man should only be about that, it's abominable!" This time the father would speak, his body showing an arc of flames from head to toe as he gave a threat with his magic as well. Once they were done Chaoris would simply laugh in his deep, gravelly, voice that the God had before looking them both in the eyes one after another. A few moments of silence would be had before he spoke up to them.

"You fools, you poor ignorant fools. I am no man, nor fiend. I AM the GOD of BLOOD. GOD of SKULLS! GOD OF WAR AND HONORABLE COMBAT! He knew what he was getting himself into when he SLEW a man in my name in a fight! HE was the one that accepted the GIFTS I gave to him, BLESSED him with! He RAN from it, the gift he was given! He tried to use it, he used it so much he lost control! He ran from me! He ran from HIMSELF!" Chaoris would grow increasingly louder as he spoke, a wave of fear striking through the parents as he annunciated certain words louder than others so that his point was quite clear to even the dumbest of those that heard him speak. Chaoris knew the coward for what he WAS, not what he was showing himself to be. He had hidden it from his own parents, and now it would get them killed alongside the pitiful fool that was Castiel.

"You are no god, we will stop you here before you and your bronze armor can TOUCH our son!" With those words both would throw out an attack directly at Chaoris. One a bolt of lightning and the other a fireball the size of a grown man. The God of Blood would melt into the ground, bubbling into a pool of blood just before the attacks hit him. A moment later he would come back out of the blood and take a step forward that would bring him within striking distance of both. The sword would stay at the size of a greatsword as he swung it horizontally to cut both in half at the waist. That was the goal, though both managed to just dodge the quick strike with the weapon. In the end the man would take a good hit to the left shoulder, blood welling up from a deep gash that was almost enough to render the arm useless. Showing his strength, Castiel's father would throw both of his arms in the direction of chaoris and release a stream of flames that kept going as he stood there. Chaoris took the flames in full stride as he aimed his gun forward and shot once with the weapon. The man realized what was going on, jumping to the right almost too late, and all he managed to do was take a hit from Blood Fang that finished off the left arm and cause it to fall to a bloody heap on the ground. Even as he screamed in pain his wife would release a bolt of lightning while screaming furiously at the same time. The attack would manage to push him back enough to keep him from hitting either of them afterward. The God would give an angry bellow, causing the ground to shake as he put all his strength into a shoulder charge that would catch the woman in the lower chest before he flung her up into the air. The female was able to maintain some sense of control, keeping her feet aimed at the ground, but was not alive before she touched down. Chaoris would let loose a burst of three bullets that would tear through her chest before her lifeless body hit the ground with a loud, wet, thud.

The woman's husband would not take kindly to this action at all, the man bursting into a flame elemental body as he roared in challenge at Chaoris before charging him. The man would land a nice strike against the chest of the God, though the brass covered armor cared little for the flames that hit it. The armor reflected a portion of the pain to the man, whom would feel that little bit a lot more than what Chaoris felt, and would then take a hit from the burst of blood that the God of Blood would release before reaching out and grabbing the flame elemental body of Castiel's father by the throat. The flames would wrap around his arm as he choked harder, the hands of the father gripping tightly to try and make the Blood God let go, as he began to speak to him in a serious tone. It was whispered, but even that would be audible for those within the battlefield they were on. "You two should have MADE him step forward and face me. He is a coward, though his parents seem brave enough. A shame you two had to die for him as well. Such a waste of potential, such a waste." The moment the words were finished he the elemental form would shatter at the neck and the man would revert to his human form and a loud snap would occur due to the pressure put upon him from when he was an elemental. The body would be tossed off to the side, almost all the way to Nyx from where he was standing, before he looked at Castiel whom was now glaring at him angrily.

"YOU! YOU DID NOT HAVE TO KILL THEM! YOU COULD HAVE SHOWED MERCY ON THOSE THAT WERE INTERFERING! THIS IS WHY, THIS IS WHY I STOPPED FOLLOWING YOU! YOU ONLY GIVE DEATH, AND MADNESS!" Castiel was shaking uncontrollably, likely in rage with how loud he was screaming at Chaoris, and his voice was cracking with the shrill scream of someone that had just watched their parents die in front of them while they could do nothing about it. The sad part was that Castiel could have stopped it. There was something he could have done at the very start of this, just come forward and face him rather than being a coward.

"You were to be my next great champion. You were so close to being the replacement for Sharp before you decided to tuck tail and run! You will never compare to her now, now ever surpass her! You will die here like the coward you were, allowing your family and friends to die for you to no avail. Now, show your true strength and fight me to your death!" Chaoris would give him a chance to fight, it would be better that way for Castiel. At least he could get rid of some of the rage and guilt if he came at the God in combat now.

"Sharp! Your beloved Sharp! Your 'GREATEST' champion! Where is she now, huh? You can find me, some coward that you need to kill, but you can not find the one that was the best follower you had for your ideals? Pathetic! Why not leave me and go find her?!"

The words irritated Chaoris. Castiel knew the reasoning behind Sharp, but maybe he needed to be reminded about it. Chaoris would shoot a bullet into the chest of the man, blowing a hole through his lungs that would cause him to drop to his knees as he gasped for air and began to die. "Sharp no longer exists. I can not explain it, she has simply ceased to be. None of the other gods have claimed her, nor has she been slain. Her very being simply no longer is. Now, coward that you are, you die here without a fight for your ignorance." The man would look at him with fearful eyes as the God of Blood finished off the man with Blood Fang stabbing through his heart to make sure he did not suffer. Even a coward did not deserve to suffer. It was not honorable to do such, and the God of Honor had no reason to go against his own concepts. With that done, Chaoris would look over to Fluffy to tell her it was time to go. He would look over in time to see her threatening men that were going near her food. A sad sight to see, a follower of his threatening but not acting.

A few moments later the two men would be looking at him to tell him to stop where he was, both of their heads exploding in a gory mess of blood and brains as he began to speak to the demon cat at the same time. "Threats mean nothing when you can act instead. Next time just kill them, then there is no longer a threat to make. Let us go somewhere else, grab your food and find a place to eat and relax. I will join you to make sure no one interrupts you." With that Chaoris would leave the brazen form he had taken to take on the normal look he had when he had neither armor nor weapon equipped. He was simply a charming looking man, although the anger and rage hidden beneath the surface was almost palpable at times, and could simply pass off as one of the humans of the town. The fact that he was not terrified and running away from the female animal was something to be concerned about for others, but who was paying attention to him other than to warn him away from her? Chaoris would answer any questions she had once they got somewhere safe, but where would she choose to have them stay?

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Authorities had arrived on the scene swiftly in fashion that made Fluffy envious, any experience she had with first responding individuals was that they were often too late, unable to make use of themselves due to untimely arrival. Of course, prior to joining up with her hunting group when she was human and now her new life as a Kasha? She had very little experience with such things, when she was Nyx even traveling among those fantastical people who protected the average person from things they could never understand; Nyx was exceptionally average. In spite of the latent esp sort powers she had, well it only severed to make her more normal within the group, increased her vulnerability to ghosts and such, required that someone else in the group protected her for nothing. What had she ever done when she stayed with them? Once upon a time she had been like these emergency medic's, firefighters and police officers, too late and too normal to do anything about a single damn thing. Heck she couldn't even find one elemental in the sea of magic even though she had spent years trying!

The timely arrival resulted in any of them that got too close to her meeting the end of their life by brutal unforgiving torturous flames, there was no chance the second they got too close she would let out another flame thrower. Only, she spent most of her time yelling at them to stay away from her meal, something essential to her life. She had once spent her time on such trivial things, and purposefully put herself in danger trying to be important. Now she just wanted to be left alone to live out however long she had in this form, because in the end she had accomplished just as little as the humans closing in on her. Once more the common line was drawn when she watched their craniums that held their hopes, their dreams, the memories of how they had lived, of who they wished they got to see one more time, exploded into a gory mess before the humans could even notice what happened. They had the merciful ending in her opinion, she knew what agony was, her body had been torn apart and evaporated while she was still alive, than the end was not final as it should have been. At the very least those men now got to rest in black oblivion since she would not be consuming their corpses and send the soul of them to eternal torment within the underworld. None of it was right.

Bloody eyes that seemed a bit blood shot looked over to Chaoris as the 'god' started speaking again. What had she been doing? It wasn't fully at the foremost front part of her brain, she could only hazily recall the last few moments after she saw someone touching her slaughtered prey that she had set aside to bring with her after the massacre had reached its end. 'Threats mean nothing when you can act instead. Next time just kill them, then there is no longer a threat to make. Let us go somewhere else, grab your food and find a place to eat and relax. I will join you to make sure no one interrupts you.' the most recent words he had spoken came back to her fragile brain, a delay in the information that had been given over the last few minutes. 'I guess I'm food aggressive like some common animal, that's the only explanation that makes sense' even if she was not fully submerged within the gods existence yet? Fluffy still payed very close attention to the frighteningly tall man, with no sign of fear many other animals may show towards something imposing as Chaoris. Of course, she had lost all need to be afraid when she lost her life as one of the human race, when she became a monster that shouldn't exist the darkness became a new home that made her skin itch, but she held no more fear. The world had slowly come to a stop that very day, she was often frightened back when she was human and her one brave moment had been taken from her when she awoke alive in this body. One could not be afraid when they thought that they had nothing to lose, not even their own life, she still regarded herself as dead.

As the proclaimed god returned to the natural state she was used to seeing him within, the brief thought of transforming back into her smaller form sparked, it was ever so fun to ride around on his shoulder. When humans saw something small, cute as she was in that form on the shoulder of someone large as he was, it was just plain adorable or funny to them. Oh the irony, what many may find funny were actually two monsters waiting for the next time they'd lay waste to some place like this. Anyone could be an enemy, so many devils and goblins took the appearance of humans even though they were beasts. Right now, she suspected the worse image she had seen not long ago from him, was closer to what Chaoris looked like. Fluffy crouched to order her corpses in such a way that she could easily transport them, but before picking up her prize she glanced up remembering something else she had done. "If you two try to take their bodies from me, I will slaughter you." that was not a threat, it was a warning as she leaped up taking to the air, grabbing the bride and her sister by the back of their clothing, bringing the woman back to the ground. Clearly, they were uncomfortable with her intentions for their parents bodies, but they made no move to take the bodies from her, so she didn't attack them, just regarded with cold ruby optics.

"You are cruel, even for a feline." it was the bride, her long locks blowing slightly when the wind blew, flame light dancing across her skin from the same breeze. "The world is cruel, suck it up. Your sister hired entities like us to end your engagement to a coward, so I'd watch complaining about me." as Fluffy spoke the young pink haired girl who was the brides sister walked forward to stroke her forehead, only able to reach because Fluffy wasn't holding her head up. "Does a life like this get easier?" the feline ignored the question, because she really didn't know yet, she had nearly stopped thinking about what she did, the way she had begun living now.  "Big sister, we have each other and now we know of a god, why don't we just go from there?" the girl turned to grab her siblings hands and Fluffy felt a twinge of ire rise when she remembered the absence beside her. At least it appeared that Chaoris had two new followers.

Fluffy let her mind wander for a bit, before her gaze flickered by to chaoris considering where she wanted to go. "There are supposed to be some good spa's around, I guess most of the one's near here will be empty or nearly empty right now considering the inferno." She still had to set another flame to cancel that one out. "One of you two, go tell them to remove any living from the path of my flame, if there is nothing else for them to kill, the flames will retreat back to the underworld. They clearly won't listen to the animal who set the fire." not only did she set the fire, but she was also an animal, so that added another layer of reason for humans to not listen to her, but they'd listen to another mortal like the bride or her sister.

Nyx seemed to calm down once he had slain the two and told her what to do next time. That was good. He did not mind people going into a blind rage in battle, but at least do it for the right reasons and do it the right way. The being would take care of the two she had saved from the battle while telling them what to do after, adding in a warning about the bodies due to the living's prior affiliation with them as family, before sending them off. The youngest of the two females seemed inspired by the God of Battle while the ex-bride was so off-put by him that he knew she would never do anything that would be construed as the smallest bit of worship in his name.

Fluffy would answer to his suggestion of finding her a place to eat shortly after he had asked it. An empty spa, or at least one with less people, was most definitely a good place for the creature to eat. "So be it. Lead the way to the spa you want, go ahead and carry your food as I will not be helping you with that. Have the strength to keep what you must, anything else is a weakness to overcome." With that the God and the Kasha would make their way to the hot spring she had in mind so that she could eat and talk to him about anything she wanted to know. A successful job had been done, people had seen what he could do, and he had slain the biggest current coward that had been under his service previously. A great day for the God, if anyone had the courage to ask him about it.