Apr,14th
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"So,you´re the the spawn of Abzu-Sama"

Not everyone could have the ability to wander across the darkness and their realm as they see fit, and that’s why the young deity has been so surprised to have an unexpected visit while he did not make any trap. Moreover, this presence was unfamiliar, no matter if that being was a god or not, he was still someone unknown to him and it was rather unpleasant to meet with someone who seems to know more about yourself than what you might know about them. “That’s it… Now, may I know who you are?” He asked coldly while stepping out of the shadow in his childish form, cautious.

#saintofdarkness  #Hi there Gabri! 



Apr,13th
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originalheir:

                                               You are MINE 
                                             You belong to { ME }
                                                    and I will let
                                                        ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ 
                                                         e l s e
                                                       have you.

#Musing  #Thoughts  #Sélas 



Apr,8th
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"I heard there was a guardian or something like that in this forest" The dark deity said as he walked quietly across the trees on his original forme. He stopped to look around, one of his hands touching the trunk of a tree. "Mind to show yourself?" --heirofdarkness

mistress-of-wolves:

A few long golden angled pencils of light through the trees. A figure moved through the trees at breakneck speed and jumped in front of the intruder. Her blue eyes reflected an inner fury  for the crime of God. 

"How dare you set foot in my territory?! Who the hell are you, aberration?!" she asked in the most aggressive way possible. If in five minutes the other deity can’t respond her simple question Chione would attack . She was sure of that. He had a cosmo sinister and was hurting nature with his unwelcome presence.

Oh? Could she have noticed that his sharp nails, equal to claws at this very moment, were sinking through the trunk’s bark against which he rested his hand? Could this deity be linked so strongly to the nature surrounding them?

"Here you are…"He almost whispered as his hand left a scratching mark on the trunk when his hand moved away from it. With an amused smirk on his face, his crimson eyes looked carefully at the female facing him, seemingly not pleased to have him in here and not welcoming at all. "Like father like daughter…it seems.” He chuckled. As far as he remembered, his first meeting with Ikelos had been rather tough too, and the relationship between them still remains tensed. “My name is Skia. Pleased to meet you,.. Cousin.”

#mistressofwolves 



Apr,8th
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#Abzu  #Lord Father 



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"Finally found you, Skia." Vergil said as he walked through the dark room toward the shadow deity. [[OwO hello]]

blueforvendetta:

heirofdarkness:

( Hi Senhora ^o^ Senti sua falta >w<9 )

Eyes closed, his ears could hear the footsteps clicking on the imaginary marbled floor of this dark space. This voice was familiar and he could recognize this presence too. “The blue swordsman” A slight smile appeared on his dark features as he opened his crimson eyes, only to disappear as he turned around to face the silver haired man, sharp gaze analyzing his person. “For what matter could you be looking for me?”

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Precious? 

What did that ‘foolish boy’ know about preciosities? Especially when it comes to Vergil himself. Skia must have gone insane to say something silly like that. Or perhaps the young man was referring to his sword, Yamato, which Vergil would not give under any circumstances. That was the only possibility.

"Do not misunderstand me, Skia, for i am not here to ask for help. Allow me to remind you that this is nothing but a simple negotiation.”

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Living shadows emerged from the walls, red eyes staring at the blue clad demon as dozens of puddles of blood. Vergil tightened the grip around Yamato’s hilt, coldly glaring back at them. He knew though that this wasn’t a safe place for him, he was in Skia’s domain. So it would be better to him to think twice before speaking.

Hah. As if he cared about that.

"Tell me what you wish in exchange."

"Call it as you wish, Vergil" He said with a smirk before turning around and he started to walk toward the deepest darkness of this space. The little creatures kept messing around the man clad in blue, fighting a little with each other to try to climb on his coat before getting attracted by the katana. "You will never give me what I wish, swordsman" He disapeared.

"So what the point to continue this negotiation" He whispered near to his ear as he just appeared behind him, floating slightly above the floor since the man was very tall, even in his original form. Vergil could hear that his voice matured, the young deity disapearing once again in the darkness behind him. "But…" His voice echoed across the room.

"It does not mean I’m not agree to give you what you are asking for."  A single crimson eye was the only visible thing through the darkness surrounding the silver haired man and it was staring at him. "Tell me exactly what you wish, my request in exchange will come later.

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#blueforvendetta 



Mar,30th
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"How did you escape?" --heirofdarkness

visions-shadow:

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{♔} || Surprised?

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{♚} || “How naive… Here’s your answer.

"Thanatos and Hypnos, children of the night, Nyx. If I’m not wrong…" He said quietly as he came out of the darkness, showing his true form instead of the one of a mere, incomplete human child. "I should have been expecting this escape, you are right, it was not really clever of me."

Sharp crimson eyes stared at the twins, gazing from one to another. For him who knew almost nothing about colors, they looked the same, except a few details maybe. “Actually, the prey was mostly Hypnos, I was not supposed to have both of you since I could not care less for you, God of Death.” He said as he turned his head towards Thanatos, hoping that he was not making a mistake to identify the one he was talking about.

#visionsshadow 



Mar,30th
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"auld lang syne" --wildphobia
wildphobia

send “auld lang syne” for my characters reaction to waking up from a happy dream about your muse —- only to remember that your muse is already dead.

"Waaah why there is so many chains around you!?" The very young god asked as he discovered the beast in an unknown space where his darkness brought him. ‘Where are we, is that your realm?" He asked as he looked around, the darkness were not complete here and he noticed that all shadows did not belong to his power, what a strange place.

"You are on my territory…. how did you even get in here?" A husky voice answered him as a pair of golden orbs glowed in the dark, the massive body of the young beast completely wrapped with chaines.

Not afraid at all and rather curious, the dark got came closer to that interesting being. “You have such beautiful eyes, you know? They look like… Ah! They are the same as Uncle Ikelos!” The young god cheered.

"You know… about father?" The beast seemed suddenly quieter and interested about what the other deity had to say. "This domain is called Phobia and still belongs to him… who are you?"

"Skia! And if Ikelos is you Father, that means we are Cousin so I’m going to call you like this from now!" He did not even bother to ask for a name, getting pretty excited to find out that a member of this family could be about his age. "This Realm is beautiful, I’ll stay a little much longer with you, Cousin!" He chuckled as he sat down next to the young wild deity.

"Much longer…" the dark god muttered, crimson eyes opening slowly as the memory faded with his dream."Agrios…." He did not use this name very often, more used to call him ‘cousin’ since they first met,but he felt the need to engrave any souvenir about the heir of Phobia in his mind. Now that he was gone,  he had no one to rely on in the family of his mother. "I wish I knew ho to bring you back…. but I hope you can finally be free, Cousin…"

#wildphobia 



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#Musing 



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"Finally found you, Skia." Vergil said as he walked through the dark room toward the shadow deity. [[OwO hello]]

blueforvendetta:

heirofdarkness:

( Hi Senhora ^o^ Senti sua falta >w<9 )

Eyes closed, his ears could hear the footsteps clicking on the imaginary marbled floor of this dark space. This voice was familiar and he could recognize this presence too. “The blue swordsman” A slight smile appeared on his dark features as he opened his crimson eyes, only to disappear as he turned around to face the silver haired man, sharp gaze analyzing his person. “For what matter could you be looking for me?”

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If there was one thing Vergil learned from his brother, was that everyone has a price. Even deities as Skia, or humans, or even demons. In the Temen-ni-gru Tower Vergil discovered that moved by strong purposes, any one could be able to do the most difficul things, survive to pain and lethal injuries and still have strenght enough to reach sucess.

Limitless Power was Vergil’s price. Pizza seemed to be his Red half’s price. What was Skia’s? He was about to discover.

"I wouldn’t be here without a good reason, Skia. Consider it the way you want and say what you want in exchange. So we may come to an agreement… Or not.” Vergil answered without moving a single inch from his place.

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"Will you do it… Skia?”

The god on his appearence of a kid started to get tired to hve to raise his head to look at the taller man, especially since he reduced the distance between them. So instead of keep looking at him like that, the young god started walking across the room, sometimes hidden in the shadow.

"I had a feeling you were the kind of man to act for a good reason." He said as he raised both of his hands toward the darkness. Between them, a sort of cloud of dark smoke materialized slowly to a small creature, only created with darkness itself but seemingly alive. Once Skia finished to work on it, the creature made a very high pitched noise almost inaudible for a human ear and ran across the room with an impressive speed.

"I wish to clarify one point , even though they always do anything I asking them, they are more like my children, the most faithful beings which will ever surround me…" he said as the creature came back to him, climbing along his body to rest over his shoulder, piercing crimson hues very similar to Ski’s eyes, glowing in the dark, Then the young Deity made a slight movement with his hand and a bunch of creatures of the same kind crawled around the man clad in blue, a few of them even trying to climb on his coat, but they were not threatening and very small.

"You are never going to give me what I want, Vergil Sparda, because it seems too precious for you" H+e said as he glanced at the katana once again. "but…. there is still a way if you really want my help" 

#blueforvendetta 



Mar,24th
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"Finally found you, Skia." Vergil said as he walked through the dark room toward the shadow deity. [[OwO hello]]

blueforvendetta:

heirofdarkness:

( Hi Senhora ^o^ Senti sua falta >w<9 )

Eyes closed, his ears could hear the footsteps clicking on the imaginary marbled floor of this dark space. This voice was familiar and he could recognize this presence too. “The blue swordsman” A slight smile appeared on his dark features as he opened his crimson eyes, only to disappear as he turned around to face the silver haired man, sharp gaze analyzing his person. “For what matter could you be looking for me?”

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Steely orbs shifted at the crimson as the gray skinned boy spoke. Vergil always found interesting the fact that the more fragile a demon seemed to be, the more powerful he was. The appearence of weakness of Skia should deceive most of the ones who met him, giving them a false impression of fragility. Fortunately, the half devil was intelligent enough not to fall in the same mistake as others before. He knew that behind those reddish glowing eyes lied a great Power strong enough to solve some of his more urgent problems. 

The tall man in blue silently stepped closer to the boy, shadows dancing around them as they were immersed in a paralel dimension.  Vergil didn’t mind the solid darkness obscuring any spot of light in that gloomy room. He actually felt rather confortable in the realm of Skia.

"My House has been ‘visited’ by some unwanted guests." He said flatly. "As you may guess, this is a great inconvenience for someone as me. Your… Servants may seal the Divine Library permanently. This is what i want from you, Skia. And i will not leave until you agree."

Without any fear, the boy looked at the man as he reduced the distance between them with a few steps forward towards his person. His footstep could be heard again across the empty space, only filled with darkness and their two presences. Bloody hues were still looking at those beautiful eyes which seemed to pierce the darkness.

The more Vergil was talking, the more his smile came back on his childish features. He was not afraid at all when the man approached him and tilted his head to the side. So… he really needed something from him? His help? “I almost though you just missed me since our last meeting.” He chuckled. “You must have something very precious to protect to come until here.” He sighed, still not liking the way he asked.

"But… I don’t know if I should get your word as a request or… an order…" He said as his tone became colder. I there was one thing the young god did not like, it was to be told what to do, especially in his own realm and by a being considered like inferior to him. But at the same time, he was curious to see what he could do to obtain his aid if he really needed it, the dark deity still liked when someone was determinated. "So… What are you going to do to try to convince me, Vergil?" He asked playfully

#blueforvendetta 



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