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EYE OF THE STORM

CHAPTER V: THE LULL BEFORE THE TEMPEST

PAIRING(S) - Dion Agriche x (Fem.) Reader

DISCLAIMERS - Same as the first chapter.

CONTENT WARNINGS (CONTENT MAY CHANGE OVERTIME) - Same as the first chapter.

BEFORE YOU READ - Here is a link to the masterlist.

NOTES - I AM ALIVE 💀💀💀.

Apologies for the unannounced hiatus! A lot of things happened to me during the first week or so of September and it was difficult to stay motivated afterwards.

Updates should be consistent again! And shout out to my lovely lovely beta reader– @the-d3vils-do11

Is beta reader even the right word anymore…? You got spoiled so badly about so many things 😟

“Spare some sympathy in your heart for me, would you Sierra?”

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You let out a huff of annoyance as you look back and forth between two books. On your right lays a book listing different types of poisons, and on your left lays a book listing various types of antidotes. You have already burned through multiple volumes of the series– who knew there were this many types of poisons in this world? And to think that the Agriche grows most of them in their gardens…

You relaxed your posture and leaned back against your chair, looking up at the high ceiling. It has been one week since your arrival at the manor and you believe you finally found a place where you felt at peace. The Agriche library is quite the marvel; there were a plethora of books on the finely carved dark shelves, and the engravings on the dome-shaped ceiling were as intricate as the ones on a cathedral’s. You were never one to appreciate a place such as a library, but it was your momentary sanctuary. The calm environment almost makes you forget that you live under the same roof as psychopathic criminals. That you are married to one.

The thought of your situation causes you to sit straight and refocus on the books again; you weren't here to leisurely read, you were here to learn to protect yourself if you happen to find yourself in a dangerous scenario. You learned a lot of things after the night you reached out to Sierra for help, and you refuse to have your attention divided now.

It was a dangerous game that you played that night, begging and demanding someone who was practically a stranger to tell you crucial information. But you took the risk, it was not hard to figure out the type of person Sierra was and you were confident that your bold display of desperation would have moved her in some way, and it did.

“When I first married Lante… I was overwhelmed and nervous as well… It’s alright, I understand.”

Ocean blue eyes looked at you with a certain softness, and a smile full of nothing but sympathy. However, the way the woman slumped her shoulders was a little bit sorrowful. Like she’s reminiscing, like she sees herself in your situation and feels everything she felt back in those days all over again.

You were glad that your daring stunt worked, it would have not ended well if word gets out that you had a bad confrontation with Sierra; getting on the foul side of Roxana Agriche’s mother is not something that you need to occur. No matter. It worked out in the end, you can’t focus on what could’ve happened, you need to focus on what did and where it lead you to.

Apparently, Sierra was no expert in political or business affairs, but she provided you with enough information and house rules so that you have solid leads to figure out things for yourself. Without Sierra’s information, you would surely still be lost, not knowing what to do while playing dress-up with Maria. Logic tells you that you should be grateful, but you know that you truly never will be. Sierra lent you a helping hand and offered you gentle kindness, but a space in your heart does not exist for her. She is someone who is convenient for your survival and that is all– she offers nothing else to you. All you need is to live and to love, what can Sierra do? Offer maternal love? As if you would ever consider anyone your mother. Not after how the woman who gave birth to you showed you how thin and fickle a mother’s love is.

You slammed the book on your left shut, another volume finished. You got up to put it back in its original place, only to grab the next volume. As you sat back down, you can feel a headache building up. The past few days have been spent reading about proper cauterization, self-made tourniquets, herbal antidotes, and more– you need some skills before attempting anything that might put your body in danger. Becoming someone that Lante Agriche favors will most likely be the hardest thing you’ll have to do in your life, you must avoid blunders if you want him to view you positively; so before doing anything that will catch his eye… you want to familiarize yourself with the Agriche. You need to know every trick up their sleeve, you need to know all of the nooks and crannies before confidently stepping into the spotlight for Lante to see.

The back of your mind whispers to you, saying that reading a couple more volumes about antidotes and poisons won’t help you much and you were purposefully avoiding the advancement of your plan. Your mind is correct, but your nerves tell you to read more, not wanting to proceed to something so daunting. Sierra informed you about the general layout of the mansion and basic information about members of the Agriche family, you’ve spent the past few days studying basic techniques that could help you avoid death, and now the next step is to learn about the Agriches' operations and arsenal. Though the execution is difficult, the way to dig up such information is simple enough– financial records. Access to the Agriche financial history means you’ll be able to see everything; imports of weaponry, drug trades, land contracts, and most importantly taxes. Each of the six ruling families tax smaller noble houses and peasants living in their duchy for the tradeoff of protection. If you were to see the tax records, you will be able to find out what sort of creations the Agriche is selling and taxing without having to track them down physically.

The issue is how you will access such files. All Sierra knew about the family’s financial affairs is that Lante has personal accountants and assessors to take care of the paperwork before he checks and signs it off. That must mean the documents are kept in a separate room somewhere before being brought to Lante, right? Where is it located? Is it heavily locked? Does Lante have guards patrolling around such an important area?

The library double doors suddenly slammed open and the peaceful quiet was ruined by a boy with a stack of books in his arms. He hurriedly made his way to drop all of them on a table nearby the library’s entrance before coming up to a shelf searching for something, the profanities escaping from his mouth did not go unnoticed by you.

“Stupid educators, why bother making a list if you’re not going to include everything in it?!”

He was young, in his early teens perhaps. You relaxed a bit, someone around his age normally does not have the power to make important decisions– killing a Vespertine is off the table, so your life is safe from his hands. The boy had short dark hair with sharp deep blue eyes. If Sierra’s descriptions were accurate, this must be Jeremy Agriche. She told you that he got along with Roxana, so you expected someone who was more-

“Tsk, where is it?!”

…Maybe you caught him at a bad time.

It seemed like whatever he was doing preoccupied his mind enough to not even notice you were in the room, something that you don’t really mind. You tore your eyes away from him and back to your book. Unfortunately, before you could finish another paragraph, you heard footsteps growing louder until you look up and see Jeremy Agriche in front of you.

“Hey you, I need that. Why are you…” The boy's voice was stern but it got quieter as his sentence trailed and his eyes widens as realization dawned upon him, “... You’re the Vespertine girl who married that bastard Dion!”

If you were an outsider, you would find it almost comical that so many members of Dion’s family despise him. But as Dion Agriche’s wife, his younger half-brother’s comment made you frown— being married to a man with many enemies is going to bring unwanted obstacles.

“…Yes. What is it that you need?“

“This,” the book was snatched out of your hands as the boy looked at you up and down, “You don’t look terrible for being poisoned, I thought I wouldn’t run into you for a while if you were bedridden but I guess not.”

The smirk on his face was half condescending, half impressed. You would have been offended if you weren’t so focused on the fact that he recalled your poisoning. You expected gossip, but you genuinely thought there were only a few people who would even bother to find out and remember. This means that you’re a topic of interest in the household… this is no good.

“It was a minor accident, I made a full recovery in a few days. Being sick all week seems a bit extreme, yes?”

You leaned back on your chair and crossed your legs as you spoke to him, eyes never leaving his. You want to seem relaxed and unbothered so Jeremy can’t get the impression that you’re a punching bag for Agriche schemes.

“Tsk, minor or not, it was a stupid accident. Getting poisoned your first morning here? That’s to be expected from you Vesptertines, your brains know nothing besides money and aesthetics!”

Did he seriously stick his tongue out at you after saying that? If you were a few years younger, you would surely stoop down to his level of immaturity.

“Who knew there was an expectation to know all about you Agriches and where you place poisonous flowers in your gothic manor the second upon my arrival. My apologies, I suppose.”

Perhaps you were stooping down a little bit. The sarcastic tone of your comment made the boy in front of you scowl.

“Each of our servants memorized everything in the span of a couple of hours, you know. Please, even a lowly housekeeper can do it while you can’t.”

You doubt the word ‘lowly’ is an accurate description. Staff members belonging to one of the big six families are all highly trained and exceptional individuals; rumor has it that the Agriche even hires those who worked in the underworld. Seeing how every rumor was confirmed true so far during your stay here, this one was most likely true as well.

Besides the point, something caught your attention in the middle of his insult.

“Everything, you say?”

“That’s right. Every single room, every single rule, and every single one of their responsibilities was memorized in less than one night. I doubt you can even remember where the nearest restroom is from here!”

The sneer on Jeremy’s face and his words were laced with venom, but exhilaration starts coursing through your veins.

Jackpot.

“I see, that sure is impressive,” You said, voice lacking any enthusiasm. You rose from your seat to stand in front of Jeremy. You stood taller than him thanks to your heels, and he looked up at you in irritation, “Now if you’ll excuse me, my state of serenity was disturbed. I’ll go find my peace someplace else now.”

The response made the boy scoff. You nodded your head a quick farewell before walking out of the library’s double doors, feeling the young teenager’s eyes full of judgment scanning your figure with each step.

“Go find peace in the hallucination rooms!”

You pause right before stepping out. With your back still facing him, you turned your head to the side and slightly cocked your chin up to reveal a curt smile.

“I’ll keep that suggestion in mind.”

You wasted no time to close the double doors and began walking at a swift pace. It was unusual that household servants were required to know so much, so the thought of using a maid or butler hadn’t crossed your mind once during the week, but with a certain loudmouth Agriche son confirming the knowledge of the servants… Yes, this is coming together nicely. Your only concern now is picking who your source of information will be. This will be difficult compared to your little ploy towards Sierra and will take much more time than one day to carry out. These men and women are highly intelligent and well trained; you need to meticulously pick a target and slowly gain their trust and goodwill, the second you cannot convince them, you will be reported. You need to be fortunate enough to select the right person on your first try, and you need to make sure they are foolish enough to be seduced by you.

This will limit the pool of targets– you’ll need to go for a butler, one who’s still relatively an amateur; someone who is less calculating and bold is ideal, but where would you look for one? The servants are scattered all across the manor attending different chores, there is no single spot where they gather… you’ll have to start looking at the main lounge. It is located near the main entrance of the mansion and there are dozens of stairways and halls that connect it to different wings of the manor, a servant passing by there must be a common sight.

Your walking pace increases and you made a sharp turn to a door leading outside. Going outdoors and reentering the mansion from the front will get you to the main lounge much quicker than trying to navigate through the twisting hallways. You walk on a stone path under an archway that shields you from the sunlight, and as you walk along the outer side of the mansion, you realized that right next to the archway path was not grass, but dirt. It was a large flat open area, you can see racks of weapons and armor set up. It was a training area, you concluded, and suddenly figures from a distance enters your field of vision. Two of them were sword fighting while the rest watched close by. As you continue walking on the pathway, the figures became closer and you finally see what was going on.

Lante Agriche was watching the fight with two butlers standing near. One was holding his coat, and the other was holding a tray with a glass of what looked to be an alcoholic drink on top. Disappointed was painted on his face, but he didn't show surprise at the outcome of the fight. You were glad you weren’t noticed thanks to the eye-catching conclusion of the battle.

In the center of the battlegrounds were two tall men. The one that was just knocked down was a muscular man with dark brown hair, his appearance wasn’t anything special, if it weren’t for the quality of his clothes you would’ve assumed he was another foot soldier. The look on his scarred face was filled with loathing and hatred, a look like that would make anyone fear for their life. It’s a pity that such a look had no effect on the victor of the fight.

There the victor stands, clad in a black sleeveless turtle neck that hugs his form, showing off every edge of his muscles. There was blood all over him, but you know better than to assume any of it were his.

“Pathetic. After all these years you still can’t win one sparring match against Dion?”

Lante’s voice was deep and bitter, his eyes narrowed as he exhaled a puff of smoke, the gleam in his eyes tells you that he was slowly growing sick of the man on the ground, enough to the point of considering to discard him.

“No father! Please, let me demonstrate my strength with a rematch,” the brunette was desperate. The strain in his voice indicates not only wanting to avoid further disappointment from Lante, but that his pride was wounded as well,” I can surely win this time!”

Lante barked out in malicious laughter and the color of the man’s scarred face faded.

“Who are you trying to convince, boy?”

Even though you were from a decent distance, you can still see the young man’s figure trembling. Whether it was out of anger or fear, you didn’t know. But you did know the man, you realized. You have met him before at a ball many years ago, Fontaine was his name. He was introduced to you as the oldest son of Agriche, but nothing about him was memorable to you other than him eyeing you with perversion the whole night.

“You have failed this evaluation and I already have a punishment in mind for you,” Lante smirks, “but I’m feeling generous today. I’ll give you a chance to lessen the punishment if you can put up a show this time.”

“I thank you for your kindness, father!”

Fontaine gets up and grips tightly on his sword, he whips his body around to face the man who he has never beaten before. Fontaine grits his teeth and prepare his body in an offensive stance and immediately pounced.

Dion, who was quiet and wore a dead-like expression the whole time didn’t move, and as Fontaine swung his blade down, Dion easily parried it with his own and the impact caused the older brother to bounce back with a clenched jaw. Your husband still stands there, not even in a fighting position.

Was he bored?

You blink and suddenly he was not there anymore, your ears heard the clanging of metal before your eyes could find Dion. He is now on the offense, striking Fontaine who was struggling to block each hit. You felt your blood turn cold; you’ve seen your siblings trained before and are no stranger to inhuman speed, but to witness it to such a capacity… Dion Agriche being dangerous and formidable on the battlefield is old news, but seeing this one-sided fight fully convinced you that you married a demon rather than a human.

You wanted to get going, staying in such close proximity to not one but three Agriches would do you no good, but your eyes could not tear themselves away from the battle. Your eyes could not tear themselves away from your husband. His stance, his form, his footwork– his movements in combat were all perfectly executed, as if the art of war was woven into his brain at birth; and despite your husband’s towering lean body, he moves with terrifying agility.

Before you know it, you started to study Dion’s physical features rather than his movements. The tightness of the shirt he was wearing did nothing to hide his torso muscles and his long gloves made you look at the part of his arms that weren’t covered– his deltoids… perhaps fearing that he could break your spine with one hand when you were panicked on your wedding day was not an exaggeration; the more you looked at his physique the more worried you got. Ending your life would be as easy as breathing to him.

You decide to look away from his body and your eyes land on his face. Even in battle, his expression is the same as ever, face disinterested and eyes lifeless. Besides the eeriness… his face has more flattering features than you initially thought. You had a good look at Dion twice before but not as long as this, you’re now able to note physical characteristics you didn’t bother remembering the last two times. It was difficult to see with all the movement, but you caught the dark circles under your spouse’s eyes… no sleep for the wicked you suppose.

You shift your attention to Fontaine, his desperate attempts at slashing Dion as well as his struggle to block and parry every attack caused clear frustration on his face, his teeth were gritted and his eyebrows were deeply furrowed. Though you are below an amateur when it comes to combat, you could tell that Fontaine isn’t weak.

He was just a man fighting a devil.

The oldest Agriche child was slowly getting clumsy with his moves throughout the fight, and now his panic translates into his movements. Fontaine's strikes are starting to get erratic and uncalculated... any moment would result in a defeat. All it takes is a single opening and-

“Augh!”

Fontaine let out an ugly groan as he fell down with the tip of his younger brother’s blade pointed at his neck. The man panted heavily while glaring up at Dion, who returned the vile look with a blank stare.

“Fa-father!” Fontaine turns to look at Lante, full of distress, “My performance is better as you can see, I am still able to improve! I assure you, one day I will...”

You have seen enough.

A sigh passes through your nose and you began walking down the archway once more. You doubt Lante would make Fontaine’s punishment less severe, no matter how his performance was, it was not good enough to lay a scratch on Dion.

You look back one last time to see Lante telling Fontaine something, it was difficult to hear now that you are walking away but from the eldest son’s facial reaction– it was nothing positive. Your eyes shift over at the battle’s victor only for your heart to drop.

Dion was staring directly at you.

How long did he know that you were there? This whole time? He felt you scrutinizing him, didn’t he?

You pursed your lips and whip your head around. Though your body didn’t falter, the alarms ringing inside your head are deafeningly loud. It doesn’t help that you can still feel his stare burning a hole through your back.

And possibly right through your very soul.

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aglaxy · 2 years

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WARNINGS: Satanic themes, blood, gore, poison, Satanism

[ Also it is mentioned that they speak Latin however Latin is NOT the language of the devil, please understand its an old language and I was simply trying to make a fanfiction ]

A blonde woman walked to the dungeon where her father was tied to his cell, oh my~ the thrill she felt in watching him struggle, like a butterfly caught in a spider’s web. Only this man was the man who had killed her brother, Ashil. He forced her into learning the art of seduction at a young age, she hadn’t deserved this treatment but now she was disgusted, disgusted that she had turned into the very being she had sworn to never become. Even if she were to die, she would not go to heaven and she knew it.

“If I can’t get to heaven, I will raise hell,”

She had set the mansion on fire trapping everyone inside it as the doors and windows were sealed with black magic, she knew that no one in this family would make their way into heaven with the exception of her mother. Her goal was to destroy Agriche, which meant everyone, even herself.

However it bothered her, if she were to die she would see them again. She did not wish to catch even a glimpse of anyone from her revolting family. Flipping through the pages of an old book on dark magic, a specific page caught her eye, it was about selling your soul to satan and spending an eternity being by his side. No one had ever dared to do this before as the process would not only take your life but damage your soul and block out your pathway to either heaven or hell. With nothing to lose, Y/n picked up a bottle of deadly nightshade and recited the chant

“ I, Y/n Agriche, first daughter of Lant Agriche and Sierra Agriche hereby declare that I detach myself from the world. Take my soul, body and mind, I agree to surrender to thee,”

After chanting this 666 times, Y/n picked up the bottle of deadly nightshade and drew a satanic sigil on her tongue using the poison. Nightshade poison was a poison that even Y/n’s venomous body was having a hard time handling. She then took a dagger and stabbed her heart,

“I do not wish to feel any longer Lord Satan, please respect my decision,” She fell to the floor, black liquid dripping from her mouth and blood staining her dress. Her red eyes had grown and an even darker shade signifying that darkness had taken over her, as if she wasn’t sinful enough she would now become even more evil.

Deep red eyes blinked slightly, her dress looked as good as new, not a single drop of blood, her chest did not feel tight due to the poison any longer. Taking in her surroundings she was no longer at the AGriche estate, the ancient book must have been accurate. She was in a seemingly filthy room that seemed like it needed to be cleaned. Books were scattered all over the room, however scanning over the texts they seemed to be written in Latin, the language of the devil himself. The ancient book was also written in Latin, fortunately for Y/n she had learned the language as a child and could speak, read, understand and write it perfectly. She turned to see that there was a window and the view was spectacular, everything seemed so dark and gloomy. Something that this new Y/n loved. She couldn’t wait to make the people here suffer and cry. Sacrificing her heart to Satan she now had no sympathy left, the older Y/n would have been disgusted but now just like Dion she was empty. The place where her heart should be felt hollow. Just then a man with hair a few shades lighter than hers walked in. He had to admit, the woman standing before him was immensely beautiful.

“What are you doing in my room?” He asked the gold haired woman who had been looking out his window

“Hm? Me? I sacrificed my soul to Satan,” Her emotions were back, perhaps it was because this man was Satan and since she had stabbed her own heart, he had it and whenever she was around him she would feel human. It was quite interesting, whenever she would be around this man she would feel?

“You sacrificed your soul to me? That explains why I have been feeling strange,” Satan murmured

“If you don’t mind me asking, why did I not feel anything strong? When someone sacrifices their soul to me I feel a strong presence however your presence was faint,” He asked

“I had read in the book that if you are more impure than the devil then your presence would feel faint, perhaps that could be why,” Y/n answered

“Ah, that explains it. However, what could have made such a lovely woman like you so impure?” He asked

“You may ask Lord Barbatos that, he is aware of everything and I do not wish to personally answer that question,” Y/n said

“Alright, I respect your wishes then,” Satan furrowed his brow, she was quite mysterious, it bothered him. He had never known so little about someone. He made a mental note to ask Barbaratos about this woman later, perhaps in the meantime he should introduce you to his brothers.

“How about I show you around? Perhaps you could get acquainted with my brothers,” Satan offered

“That would be lovely, thank you,” Y/n followed behind Satan as he showed her the house of lamination.

“Lord Satan, would I still be considered human or am I a demon now?” Y/n asked humming with amusement

“You are most definitely not human any longer my lady, however I have a sneaking suspicion that you will become like my brothers, you will be an avatar,” He hummed

“That is for Barbaratos to find out,” He continued

“Ah, are we headed towards Barbatos? I would like to know, what is going to happen,” Y/n cocked her head to the side to look at Satan

“He has most likely seen the future and is here,” Satan spoke, as if it was something casual.

“Very well then,” Y/n said

Sure to his word, Barbaratos was seated next to what seemed to be the Demon king, Lord Diavolo was it? His so-called ‘brothers’ were not present, besides it’s not like they were important anyway. She just needed to find out what was going to happen to her

“I’m assuming you’re here for answers, Lady Agriche?” Barbaratos asked

She flinched upon hearing the name Agriche, she was no longer an Agriche she had destroyed herself for a reason.

“Ah my apologies for interrupting you however Lord Barbaratos I am no longer an Agriche, so please refrain from referring to me as such,” Y/n spoke gently

“Ah of course Lady Y/n, you are an upper class demon, quite similar to Satan, while he is the avatar of wrath, you are the avatar of seduction and manipulation,” Barbaratos smiled

“You will stay with the brothers since they are all avatars as well,” Diavolo chimed in, hoping he could befriend the stunning lady.

“May I know what other avatars there are,” Y/n inquired

“Well there’s the eldest Lucifer, he is the avatar of pride and then there’s the second eldest Mammon, the avatar of greed, Satan, you have met him, Asmodeus, avatar of lust, Beezulbub, avatar of gluttony, and last Belphegor, avatar of sloth, you might need to be careful with him. He won’t be pleased with the fact you were human,” Diavolo explained

‘Won’t be pleased with the fact that I was human? That’s preposterous, humans are far more pure than demons, however in my case that’s a lie i’m even more tainted and impure than the avatar of wrath himself’ you thought

Perhaps, it would be a little fun to rile up the human hating demon. You truly did enjoy watching people lose their composure, it was pitiful how they would scream and cry and yell. Anger was such an entertaining emotion, Y/n enjoyed how people would lose their minds over something so futile.

She knew what she would be doing next, she would find Belphegor and perhaps have some fun with him. Until then she would need to gain the trust of the avatars. Satan showed her to her room, it was quite small but if she would stay here for eternity she could learn to manage living in such a miniature room. She explored the small place, It had a lot of plants around what a perfect place for her poisonous butterflies. That’s when it hit her, she was no longer human anymore, so would she still possess the abilities she had when she was human, it would be a shame if she couldn’t as she had worked day and night to get those abilities and earn herself an upper place in the rankings based on strength.

Pulling out a dagger from the pocket of her red dress she slowly slit the side of her wrist, hanging it in the air as she saw hordes of red butterflies approach, hungry for her poisonous blood. Ah, so it seemed that she still had her butterflies, she still remembered her most important spells, and she still had her knowledge of poisons. It seemed as if nothing had changed except her environment and just that if Lord Satan isn’t within a ten mile range of her she would lose her emotions. After feeding off Y/n’s blood, the butterflies that had appeared from seemingly out of nowhere made themselves a home on the plants. Y/n felt extremely tired and decided to get a small nap, she could not sleep for longer than two hours or someone in the mansion might try to kill her in her sleep, only now she was not in her mansion. However, it still wouldn’t hurt to be cautious. Placing a jeweled dagger under her pillow and a bottle of Aconite under her pillow, A lethal weapon and venom should be more than enough protection while she relaxed for a few hours. She placed her head on the pillow and drifted off into sleep, being a light sleeper she would wake up if anyone were to walk through her bedroom door.

Meanwhile, everyone had gathered in the living room to discuss the presence of the new avatar. Lucifer had sent out a few people to get information about her and Barbatos had always known. He knew her darkside, he simply knew everything about this new avatar, she was much more cruel than anyone in this mansion. It was not Y/n who needed to be cautious but the brothers, especially Belphegor.

“Well Barbatos, you know about her!! So, tell us!! I haven’t even seen what she looks like!” Asmo pouted

“She is absolutely stunning, the succubus who won the beauty pageant could not compare to her beauty in the least,” Diavolo answered for Barbatos

“UUU now I want to meet her!!” Asmo whined

“Something about her is quite sinister, do you happen to know Barbatos?” Satan asked

By now all eyes were on Satan

“If someone sacrifices their soul to me I feel a strong presence but Y/n’s presence was faint which implies that she is more impure than me,” Satan continued

“What could she have possibly done to make her more impure than the most feared demon in the human world?” Lucifer wondered

Barbatos remained quiet, he knew of everything she had done but it was far too disturbing to let them know. Lord Diavolo was still a child in his eyes and he seemed to be fond of the beauty, he would not discuss her in front of his Lord.

Y/n Agriche, fell for evil at such a young age. She could never learn to love, she was inhuman even before she became a demon, she never had the morals of a human. Murder was a game to her, however in this game of chess the queen destroyed the king.

“My Lord, you have work to get done, please consider leaving. I will discuss further things with the brothers,” Barbatos suggested. He wanted Diavolo to leave so that he could expose the true nature of this Agriche woman. Diavolo huffed in a childish manner and left the room, he wanted to talk about Y/n more!! It was a simple puppy crush but she was simply so elegant. He had never seen a woman look so refined and beautiful.

“I assume you’re going to tell us more serious things now that he is gone?” Satan hummed, he had been waiting for this moment. He wanted to know more about her, she simply refused to tell him anything!

“You would be correct, it’s quite a long list so please do take a seat,” Barbatos spoke in a calm manner, adjusting his seat slightly.

Asmodus took a seat in front of Barbatos where Satan sat next to his favorite brother. Beelzebub sat down next to Levi who had been too busy clicking at his tablet to even know what the conversation was about. Mammon took a seat at the left of Barbatos while Lucifer elegantly sat down on the seat to the right of Barbatos.

“Well for starters, she is part of the Agriche family-”

“MAMMON WOULD YOU PAY SOME ATTENTION” Lucifer yelled at a white haired boy who was busy staring into space

“Oh-uh YEAH,” He stumbled with words while Lucifer gave him an intimidating glare

They suddenly felt a bone-chilling aura, it looked beyond annoyed, everyone turned to look at Barbatos who was smiling through his anger.

“Now if I could please speak without interruptions, I must get to my Lord, please do not waste my time,” He seethed

“I apologize on the behalf of my brothers, please do continue,” Lucifer murmured, this is the first time he has ever felt intimidated.

“Very well then, Y/n’s family is a family of psychopaths, they kill for the fun of it. Y/n’s father Lant Agriche has six wives. 2 of them are his cousins while 3 are women he has kidnapped, only Maria Agriche became his wife willingly,” Barbtos started

“When Y/n was younger she was not that evil, she also had a kind hearted elder brother, Ashil Agriche but he died after failing a test conducted by Y/n’s father, Lant and since he did not want useless children he made his other son, Dion dispose off her brother. Ashil was killed and it was a wake up call for Y/n to become evil like the rest of her family or she would suffer the same fate. She missed Ashil and to get revenge on him she began plotting the downfall of Agriche. She hated everyone in her family to the point where she killed them all and then sacrificed her own soul to you, Satan. She just didn’t want to end up in the same place as the rest of her family,” Barabatos continued

“Sounds like a cool villain origin story!” Leviathan chimed in, only to be glared at by Barbatos who was no quite finished

“In her lifetime she has mass murdered hundreds of people, and seduced her half brother so that she could get help to finish off the Agriche,” Barabtos said

“How scandalous! If she truly is as beautiful as Diavolo said she was I wouldn’t mind in the least being seduced by her,” Asmo drooled

“I heard she became an avatar, if you wouldn’t mind me asking what avatar did she become?” Lucifer inquired politely, he did not want to anger Barbatos.

“She is the avatar of Seduction and manipulation,” Barbatos answered

“I suppose that was to be expected,” Lucifer murmured

“Having fun? I’m sure I must be quite the interesting topic,” A breathtaking blonde walked into the room and took a seat next to Mammon, who was having a hard time keeping his eyes off her beautiful face. She had such a strong presence.

Asmo gasped, Lord Diavolo simply did no justice to her beauty, Lucifer simply gave her an acknowledging nod, Satan bit his lip in anticipation this woman was powerful and he could feel it, Beelzebub complimented her.

“Hmm Lady Y/n, you are awfully dazzling. Don’t you think the two of us would be perfect for each other? We would make a great couple!!” Asmodeus squealed

“ You’re simply going to use me for my body. Don’t play games with me, you are not capable of playing with someone who made it in the first place,” Y/n shot him a cold glare, which made him shut up. She was beautiful in the most twisted way possible, the beauty in blood and dark. Yet there was no one quite as divine and hellishly bewitching than her.

Oh, your eyes look so cold and tired in the most beautiful way, such beauty in those blood red eyes of yours, You have the eyes of a soldier; A warrior who has fought long and hard. One glance at you lets me know that you are a brave soul. Your the beauty of death Y/n

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slightly crazy idea / still not detailed yet it still stays in my head. what if roxana was a mother to the reader? probably after the events she helped casiss escaped and timeskip to a few more years just before heading to the meeting of the five houses, she found out she was pregnant or adopted a child. idk mother!roxana just seems such a fun concept to think about! especially when it pushes her more to destroy the agriche household quickly so she could run away with you! - 🌌 anon

𝑅𝑜𝓍𝒶𝓃𝒶 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓂𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒𝓁𝓎 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒶 𝓂𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒶𝒹𝑜𝓅𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 <𝟥. 𝐻𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓁𝓎 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒷𝑒 𝒶 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝓎𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇𝑒! 𝓂𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽, 𝓈𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓃𝑒𝒹.

( Reader is 4 yrs old in the beginning of the story BTW )

A small girl with e/c eyes slept on the wooden bed of her orphanage. She had no memory of her mother or father, she had lived here as long as she could remember. Her sleepy eyes opened to the sound of screaming and crying and she noticed that the orphanage was on fire, she picked up a locket that had been gifted to her by her biological parents and dashed out of the building. She sat down on the pavement scared because no one else was there, she watched the building turn to ash within just a few hours, the screams and cries of the people trapped inside. She was so helpless. Roxana’s carriage was going by to get to the jewelers, she needed new jewelry. Her carriage came to an abrupt stop and she walked outside to see what could have caused this.

She watched her charioteer screaming at a little girl that was sitting in the middle of the pathway she looked no older than four years of age, just as he brought his hand to slap her, Roxana caught it.

“She is quite young. Don’t you think? Refrain from hurting children,” She glared

Meanwhile Y/n head was on her knees as she sobbed about losing all her friends and parental figures, taking pity on the girl Roxana brought her in. She gently combed the girl’s hair with her fingers while the girl laid in her lap. The small girl looked like she was well taken care of, she wore a silk white nightgown and wore a lavish gold locket that contained a giant ruby in the center.

“From now on, I shall be your mother dear,” Roxana’s eyes softened as she met with the innocent eyes of a toddler.

“But what about my friends?” She asked pointing to the burned down building

“They are gone, from now on you start a new life, I will name you Y/n, Y/n Agriche,” Roxana muttered

Being a kid you didn’t understand what she meant by ‘gone’ but you were glad to have a mother now.

When she brought you back home, she gave you to Sierra while she discussed your situation with her father, Lant. He agreed for Roxana to raise you to become like her. As a mother Roxana would raise you to be intelligent and strong. She would only trust you around Jeremy, Grizelda and Sierra. Dion also liked you but tried to remain nonchalant about your existence. He didn’t want people thinking he had a soft spot for you.

Maria really liked you because you were adorable but Roxana was very cautious whenever you were around her, she constantly had a butterfly watch over you, you did not have any privacy at all.

As you became a teenager though, like you turned thirteen, she would teach you the arts of seduction and poison. She would raise you to become stronger than her.

She loved you to death, you were the only thing that kept her sane and she would do anything to keep you with her forever. You were never allowed to see boys because she was scared that if you got married you would have to leave her.

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𝒲𝒽𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓋𝒾𝓁𝓁𝒶𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓏𝑒𝓈 𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝒹𝑒𝑒𝓅𝓁𝓎 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓉𝒶𝑔𝑜𝓃𝒾𝓈𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓎𝑒𝒶𝓇n𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝓎 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒~

𝕌𝕟𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕖, 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕖 𝕒 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙? 𝕆𝕣 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕓𝕠𝕥𝕙 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕕?

( What if Dion Agriche were to fall in love with a reader like Diana? )

A lost soul,

He lives but hardly talks

He is waiting for her,

The memories flooded his mind, as he remembered her delicate figure, rosy champagne colored eyes and gold hair that represented the sun. She had him wrapped around her finger, there is nothing that she would ask of that he wouldn’t do. If she asked him, he would kill himself for her. He was a moth drawn to the flame, the flame being her aurous hair. She would never be unloved. Everyone he knew adored her. Roxana found solace in her free spirit, nobody could tell Y/n what to do. Jeremy adored the way Y/n approached things with a brazen manner, she was never afraid and never seen without a smile on her face. Her smile was so contagious, her laugh made others lips curl into a silly grin. Y/n was always so straightforward, if she wanted something she would get it, no matter what it took. Maria was enchanted by her and was always present whenever y/n danced. To Maria Y/n resembled a flower fairy, delicate and graceful. Maria adored the way her body moved so elegantly, it was as if the wind and skies were dancing with her as well. She was everything, everyone’s sweetheart. However, he was nothing. He was a man used as a tool by his father and unloved by his mother. He barely ever spoke, he lived as though he were a corpse. He hoped one day he would be able to feel something, anything would be fine, just something. So that he could be good enough for her and not so dull as his mother always told him.

In front of this photo of former times

He, he is not crazy

He believes in it, that’s all

He stared at a portrait of y/n in his room with glossy eyes, he had portraits of y/n everywhere in his room. He gently placed his hand onto the portrait and he felt his heart shatter. This was a portrait of y/n feeding him her favorite chocolates and when he was first introduced to lippe tea, that he now drank everyday to feel spiritually closer to her. Oh y/n, you had only been here for a few years, yet captivated everyone’s heart, you truly are a cruel woman. He lay down on his couch recalling nights that y/n had spent in his room, refusing to take the bed and sleeping on the couch instead. Her scent still lingered, it was hard to get over her. It had only been a day since he lost her, yet everything was falling apart. Only nine months back, he had been so happy upon receiving the news, he didn’t know that this would have ended the life of his beloved. How the scent of blood had filled the room, the way she laid lifeless on her bed. While the midwife held a small baby in her arms. He lost every bit of sanity he had at that scene, brutally murdering every servant that was in sight before the other residents had to knock him out. It took all of Roxana, Jeremy, Grizelda, Charlotte and the other children’s strength to manage to overpower Dion. The others felt crushed as well. Now who could possibly sing Jeremy to sleep every night? Who could Jeremy complain to about his life? Who would calm him down when he was hurting…. Who would nurse Roxana back to health whenever she went overboard with the poisonous butterflies? Who would Roxana have late night conversations under the stars with? Who would she dance with? Who would calm down Charlotte in an instant? Who would embrace Charlotte whenever she was hurt? Who would kiss all of the scratches better on Charlotte’s face? Who would Grizelda gossip with? Who would be Grizelda’s best friend? Most importantly, who would love Dion, as she had loved him?

He sees her everywhere

Standing, he is waiting for her

A rose in his hand,

Grizelda was the first to learn about the news from y/n, being y/n’s best friend she started to worry when she noticed y/n’s stomach hurt every morning and y/n feeling nauseous most of the time for a few days. So as any concerned best friend would do, she offered to take y/n to the clinic, however y/n could barely walk. Helping y/n up, and slinging her arm around her shoulder in an effort to support her weight she carried y/n to the carriage. Y/n was in a seemingly bad condition when they had reached the clinic. After a thorough examination, the doctor concluded that y/n was just fine, her pregnancy symptoms were simply harsher than what usual people had. Grizelda was over the moon to hear the news, she was going to be an aunt! Y/n couldn’t wait to tell her husband the news, meanwhile Grizelda could hardly keep in her excitement as she swung her arms around her best friend who was still extremely unwell. Both women walked back to the mansion quietly, that’s when y/n saw Dion walking towards her room. He had seen that y/n’s appetite had increased the past few days and had brought her some chocolates for the both of them.

“Dion darling!!” She screamed

This was Grizelda’s que to leave, she didn’t need the lovey-dovey couple to make her feel single.

“Yes?” Dion sighed

For someone unwell, she was definitely very enthusiastic.

“Calm down love, what’s the matter?” He asked looking her up and down

“You’re going to be a father!” she screamed

Dion froze. It took him a few minutes to process the information and when he finally processed the information he went and embraced his wife who had been nervously staring at him. He had gently lifted her off the ground and spun her around with a soft smile adorning his lips.

“I’m going to take care of our child, I don’t want to be like my father,” He said, staring at y/n’s stomach.

“I hope so too~ But I know you Dion, you will make a wonderful father~~ my loveeee~~” Y/n laughed while being spun around.

Maria heard the sound of laughter and walked towards it, she walked in on her son spinning his wife around.

Y/n met Maria’s gaze and jumped out of Dions arms and into hers,

“Mama~~ you’re going to be a grandmother!!”

It also took Maria quite some time to process everything she had just said. Maria was holding a rose in her hand and picked the flower up and tucked it behind y/n’s ear. She then strengthened the embrace. “I hope the baby looks like you, i’m so glad to hear this news,” Maria had tears near the corner of her eyes. She kissed y/n’s cheek and skipped off happily.

Later that evening

Jeremy came skipping into her room as well,

“Y/n!!! Fountain told me that you love HIM more than ME the nerve of that guy!!! Hmph… you love ME more right?” Jeremy came in complaining

Y/n was laying in her bed once again feeling unwell, the maids were sent out to get her a comfortable nightgown to sleep in. Suddenly his foul mood turned into worry. He rushed to her side of the bed.

“Y/n! Are you okay?? Why are you laying down?? You don’t look well!” Jeremy was panicking.

“I’m fine…it’s just…How do you feel about being an uncle?”

He had just learned how children were made a few months ago, so he was a little bothered and flustered to hear this news…

“I’m going to be an uncle??? HOW DARE DION TOUCH YOU!? I’ll kill him!” Jeremy started telling you multiple torcher methods he was going to try on Dion causing you to sweatdrop.

“Think about it Jeremy, you will be an uncle-” Y/n sighed

“Damn right!! I’ll be the best uncle in existence,” Jermey’s mood switched completely.

Thank god he wasn’t going to murder your husband.

Jeremy’s loud mouth had informed the rest of the Agriche estate and everyone knew the news by the next morning. The next morning when you were busy eating the ice cream Dion had brought you very early that day, Roxana walked in to congratulate you.

“Oh y/n, I am truly fortunate to have someone like you in my life and I feel blessed for once, to know that there will be two of you,” She sighed

“Thank you so much for your kind words, Roxana. Just in case anything happens you’ll take care of it for me right?” Y/n asked

“With my life, I owe everything to you,” Roxana pledged

“You are just the sweetest,” y/n sighed, as Roxana was taking her leave.

Making Roxana Smile ever so slightly. Now all of this was a distant memory.

Apart from her, he is expecting nothing

Nothing around him makes sense

And the air feels heavy

“Please, love our daughter as you have loved me,” Y/n rapidly said, ready to lose her life any moment.

“Y/n…don’t leave me…please…I need you,” There was evident hurt in Dion’s voice, it made y/n’s heart shatter

“I-i can’t believe i’m going to lose you,” He said crying into y/n’s shoulder as she slowly lost her life.

“I will love our daughter, I will make sure she knows what a wonderful mother she would have had,” he sighed, a lovesick smile across his lips

As Dion walked out of the room disheartened and empty killing servants along the way, the midwife timidly handed him a small baby. His baby. He would not kill her, she helped deliver this bundle of joy to him after all. He would protect his daughter with his life, she was the only thing that his wife had left him with and he would make sure to stand by his word. Dion refused to hand his baby to anyone. Nobody had asked for the baby girl either as they were all grieving the loss of y/n.

Jeremy was the first to approach Dion and place a hand on his shoulder. Even though he hated Dion, he knew that Dion was suffering the most out of them all. After all, Y/n was the only thing Dion loved and now Y/n was gone.

“C-can I hold her?” Jeremy crocked

Dion looked hesitant but then remembered how y/n had always doted and adored Jeremy, so he reluctantly handed him the bub. The tiny baby had her eyes closed but Jeremy noticed that she had inherited her mother’s beautiful golden hair. Bitterly smiling, Jeremy began to stroke the small amount of hair.

“L-look she has y/n’s hair,” Jeremy said in an attempt to cheer everyone up

Everyone rushed towards Jeremy, Sierra cried harder looking at the beautiful hair, while Maria forced a smile across her pained face. Roxana smiled hoping that she would be able to hold the baby next, after all she had promised y/n she would look after her child. Grizelda had covered her face entirely looking at the baby, she couldn’t believe that her dearest friend whom she shared many wonderful memories with was now gone She would never see her again. Truth hit her really hard, she felt paralyzed as she reached out her hand to touch the baby. Charlotte just hoped that if heaven really did existed, y/n would watch over them.

An absent expression,

He is alone, he often talks to her

He, He is not crazy

“Y/n.. today our daughter opened her eyes and you wouldn’t believe it but.. She has your eyes…your eyes have always been so beautiful. I’m glad our daughter looks like you. You were the only thing I was living for but now…My daughter…I’m glad I met you y/n. Even if we weren’t able to spend the rest of our lives together, I have no regrets for meeting you.” He sighed speaking to a photo of y/n beside his bed. He heard the crying of his baby coming from the cot in his room and he went towards the child, picking it up gently and embracing it. As he pet the baby’s back gently in an attempt to calm her down, he pointed at a portrait of y/n on his wall,

“That’s your mother, isn’t she beautiful?” He said admiring the way she looked in the painting.

The baby in his hands cooed and made grabby hands towards the picture of her mother trying to reach for her. Only to feel the surface of a canvas.

“I wish she were here too, she would have loved you dearly,” Dion said, feeling the fabric of the canvas in his hands.

𝐼 𝑜𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒶𝓃𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝓃𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒾𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝐼 𝓁𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝓂𝑜𝓉𝒾𝓋𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝒾'𝓂 𝓈𝑜𝓇𝓇𝓎 :,(

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for ditoefv, can i request reader who was penelope best friend and eckles love interest? the reader comes from the grand duchy since her parent is the emperor's sibling or some sort but the thing is that she's a full out villainess (like roxana) and she would burn the empire down for penelope and eckles if they wanted her to? but she treats the other male leads like they're nothing to her. even in the game, maybe siyeon liked the reader because in every ending good or bad the reader dies for penelope or ruin the male leads viciously hence the favor she gets. whereas, for eckles, reader is hellbent on restoring his country again just to spite callisto and the royal family so she teams up with eckles to take on rebuilding his home country.

𝒪𝒻𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈𝑒 𝒷𝒶𝒷𝑒!! 𝐼 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒹𝑜 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝒹𝒸𝒶𝓃𝓃𝑜𝓃𝓈 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝑜𝓃𝑒, 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝐼 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝟧 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝒾𝓂𝒷𝑜𝓍 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾'𝓂 𝓉𝓇𝓎𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝓎𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝒾𝓉 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝒶 𝒹𝒶𝓎 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝓇𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝓃𝑒 :) 𝒟𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝐼'𝓁𝓁 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝒾𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝒶 𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓁𝑒𝓍. 𝒮𝑜𝑜𝑜𝑜 𝒶 𝑅𝑜𝓍𝒶𝓃𝒶 𝒜𝑔𝓇𝒾𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇, 𝑜𝓀 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒 𝒻𝓊𝓃 ;)

Never mind that I wrote a story LMAO

ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ : ▮▮▮▮▮▮▯▯▯

Being an upper class noble, you didn’t go out much. The rumors that circulated you were intriguing to say the least. It was truly hilarious how pathetic people were cowering away in fear and yet still admiring you from afar. Like a maroon rose, your beauty was beyond compare yet deadly with poisonous spikes, only in this case your weapon was poisonous butterflies. You had first met Penelope at a tea party that was hosted for noble women only. Penelope was originally not invited because she acted “crazy” but she knew that this was the only was for her to meet y/n and if she had y/n by her then the probability of her victory in the game would be comparatively higher and she would do anything to get out of here. Penelope made her appearance and noble women shrieked in fear, meanwhile you were slightly amused.

‘My~my~ why are they afraid of that woman~ perhaps she could interest me~~,’ you thought

As the other woman walked away from Penelope, you walked towards her.

“Oh my~ what an interesting woman you are, how is it that the others fear you Lady Eckart? Have you perhaps done anything unforgivable?” You smirked as you watched Penelope try to speak.

However in Penelope's mind she was having bi-panic… HOW WERE YO SO FINE? WHY DID YOU LOOK SO HOT? HOW WAS YOUR VOICE SO SEXY!? WAS SHE REALLY GOING TO BE YOUR FRIEND?????

“U-uhm, I used a crossbow on noble women before and scared them,” Penelope sighed, bringing the memories back.

Only for y/n’s smirk to widen, “That's not even bad, I skinned my half sister Charlotte using poisonous butterflies,” Y/n sadistically laughed

“Oh, I have always wondered how those work,” she said pointing at y/n’s red venomous butterfly.

“I’m glad you asked Lady Eckart, poisonous butterflies are incredibly hard to hatch but if they hatch you must ingest hazardous poisons multiple times daily and feed them your venomous blood, as they are carnivorous creatures,” Y/n looked at Penelope, thinking that Penelope would be afraid however Penelope showed interest and curiosity

“Could you perhaps demonstrate on one of these women,” Now it was Penelope's turn to smile in an evil manner.

“Of course, lady Eckart, your wish is my command~” A laugh escaped your mouth as you sent hordes of carnivorous butterflies to one woman in particular. She was a woman who had been making fun of Penelope. The magenta haired woman watched as the red carnivorous creatures tore down the woman feeding on her flesh. The other women who had been present at the tea party had fled for their lives, while you and Penelope sat down and started to discuss modern issues and political problems. Penelope was in awe of your intelligence, you knew a lot about history, mathematics, poisons and weaponry. She enjoyed talking about modern politics and Weaponry the most, after the two of you were done with your tea and biscuits you bid your farewells and left. You were glad to have met Penelope, someone who you could genuinely smile around instead of just smirk and sadistic smiles. Slowly the two of your meetings became more often, to the point where the two of you met up everyday in the evenings. Slowly Penelope opened up to you, about the abuse of her family and how her brother Derrick treated her. You were annoyed but managed to mask it behind a beautiful smile. You would like to meet this “Derrick”.

Eventually Penelope agreed to let you meet her family, she introduced you to everyone as her close friend. The Duke was glad that Penelope had friends, and the fact that y/n was a powerful woman just made it even better. After all, it always helps to have a friend that belongs to a wealthy and authoritative family. Derrick thought you looked ravishing, you would most certainly make the perfect woman for him, however as he tried to pursue you, you simply walked past him with disinterest written all over your face. Despite feeling slightly irate that a beautiful woman had ignored him, he decided to forget it. After all, you were Penelope’s friends and any friends of that mad dog had to have been just as crazy as her if not more. Reynold was okay, you were okay around him but you would not forgive him for what he had done to Penelope in the past. You just gave him an approving nod, while he daydreamed of making you his wife.

On your way back, your carriage had stopped abruptly, causing you to step out. You then saw your charioteer fighting a young boy, who seemed to be around the same age as Penelope. You were only a year older. You stopped your charioteer from pointing the sword at his neck.

“What are you doing here?” You had asked the boy

“I have no home to go to, it has been burned down so I am living here,” he replied

“Get up,” you commanded

You were an intimidating woman and he obediently did what he was told

“I’m taking you in as my personal knight, your training will start as soon as you reach our residence,” you spoke shapely to which he just nodded in an understanding manner

Throughout the days, the two of you had gotten close and you had used the opportunity that Eckles was your personal knight to make him do many personal things for you.

( If you don’t know what i’m talking about refer back to the Cassis and Roxana spoilers, so uhhh i’m talking about s*x, I didn’t want to go in detail because i’m afraid kids might be reading this )

You of course dominated him, he was your personal servant, personal knight and you had promised to help him get revenge on the crown prince for destroying his home. Not only that but you would have your servants rebuild Eckles a house. You would burn down everything for this boy and Penelope.

𝒜𝓁𝓈𝑜, 𝒶𝓃𝓎𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝑒𝓁𝓈𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝒾𝓉𝓈 𝓈𝓊𝓈𝓅𝒾𝒸𝒾𝑜𝓊𝓈 𝒽𝑜𝓌 𝓈𝒾𝓂𝒾𝓁𝒶𝓇 𝑅𝑜𝓍𝒶𝓃𝒶 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒞𝒶𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀 𝒜𝒩𝒟 𝒶𝒸𝓉???? 𝐿𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓊𝒽𝓂 𝒸𝓇𝑜𝓈𝓈𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇???

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love that request with roxana-like!reader with penelope! hm, it got me thinking of another idea as well. what if eckles and her never met. what if she proceeded to marry derrick by feigning interest in him and returning his feelings. in the end, they were to be wed. but listen. what if she was sent from the agriche household to annihilate the eckarts? she manipulates and controls derrick subtly as the deaths of his family members ( perhaps his father gets sick easily but really he was poisoned and reynold was killed in some sort of mock duel but really he was assassinated ) but the reader always soothed him, telling what he wanted to hear. ofc penelope was spared as she wasn't blood related to them and had the reader's backing. in the end, derrick figured it was the reader but it was too late. her butterflies consumed derrick and just before his last breath, she told him that he should be honored she died the way she dreamt of him dying. and that he mindlessly signed the divorce papers without knowing. in the end, the mansion burst into flames, blood decorating the interior and a lone woman laughing crazily in the center of it all. - 🌌 anon

𝐼 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝒹𝑒𝒶 𝑜𝒻 𝒶𝓃 𝑒𝓋𝒾𝓁 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇, 𝓈𝑜𝑜𝑜 𝓁𝑒𝓉𝓈 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓈𝒶𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓈𝓃'𝓉 𝒸𝓁𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒫𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓁𝑜𝓅𝑒 𝒶𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝓁, 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓂𝑒𝓉 𝐸𝒸𝓀𝓁𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝑔𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒶 𝓂𝒾𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝒹𝓊𝒸𝑒 𝒟𝑒𝓇𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓀 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓇𝓊𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝐸𝒸𝓀𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝒹𝓊𝓉𝒸𝒽𝓎 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒟𝓊𝓀𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓋𝒾𝑜𝓊𝓈𝓁𝓎 𝓂𝒶𝒹𝑒 𝒻𝓊𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝐿𝒶𝓃𝓉 ( 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓃𝑜𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝓂𝑒𝓃 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝒽𝒾𝑔𝒽 𝑒𝑔𝑜𝓈 ). 𝒮𝒪 𝒶𝒻𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒽𝓊𝓂𝒾𝓁𝒾𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝑅𝑜𝓍𝒶𝓃𝒶 𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓎 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓂𝒶𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒟𝓊𝓀𝑒

Your ask was LITERALLY an entire fic girlyyy but I tried my best to make it long and nice soooo enjoy~!!

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“I understand, however, why would you send me, father?” Y/n asked curiously

“Because Y/n, you are the only one in the mansion who is an expert on the art of seduction, I need you to get access to the duchy by seducing one of their sons,” He said with a wide smirk.

“Ah, well in that case I am honored that you would select me for my talent alone,” Y/n bowed and left the middle aged man’s office

She asked her servants to find out the schedule of both Derrick and Reynold, so that she could find a time to run into them and make them fall in love.

Love was truly such a dangerous thing, nothing could be saved from the grasps of love. She had loved her brother, Ashil. For him, and him alone she would one day destroy the Agriche. Despite the fact that love made people weak, it also made them bold and unafraid. Such an ironic combination, isn’t it? She was weak and vulnerable when she saw him on the floor surrounded in a crimson liquid. However, had he not died she would never have been this powerful, she would never have successfully hatched her most powerful weapon yet venomous butterflies. She never would have become manipulative and she never would have learned the art of seduction. Pain is difficult but once it is overcome then you turn into a completely different person. The y/n ten years ago never would have believed that she would turn into such a monster. Y/n was deep in thought while a servant rushed to her and brought her news,

“Lady Agriche! Sir Derrick Eckart goes out for walks along the river every evening. You could perhaps meet him this evening,” She bowed and left the room y/n was seated in.

“Hm, this evening~. I have a feeling that this will move along faster~,” Y/n smirked, feeling a bottle of deadly nightshade in her dress pocket.

That evening, Derrick saw the most beautiful woman taking a walk alongside the river. He couldn’t help but feel enchanted by her beauty and walked towards her.

“If you wouldn’t mind, could you accompany me this evening,” Derrick asked, quite obviously love-struck

“Of course, I would love to take a walk with you,” Y/n forced an angelic smile, which made Derrick’s stomach churn, he felt butterflies in his stomach.

“If you don’t mind me asking, what is your name miss?” Derrick inquired

“ Y/n, Y/n *hesitating* [insert fake last name],” She said making eye contact

“Ah, well I am Derrick Eckart,” The amount of pride that came out of his mouth when he spoke the words ‘Eckart’ was appalling

“Oh my! From the Dutchy? I truly hope I'm not wasting the time of a busy man like you,” She spoke with fake concern.

“No, no my lady, do not worry yourself. I come for walks every evening, it helps clear my mind,” Derrick spoke abruptly hoping she wouldn’t leave

“Ah, well in that case, you wouldn’t mind if I joined you daily, would you?” She asked

“Of course not, your presence in itself is a luxury,” He muttered under his breath

“Hmm~~i’m not quite sure I heard you, could you speak up?” Y/n asked politely

“Uh, I said no, I don’t mind you joining me. The clouds are getting slightly dark…don’t you think? Why don’t you come back over to my place?” Derrick asked, hoping she would accept

“I suppose, my estate is incredibly far from here~” Y/n sighed

“Hm? Are you perhaps from a foriegn country?” Derrick inquired

“Ah, yes. I come from a noble family in the northern empire,” Y/n faked

“Oh, you're a noble?” Derrick asked

“Do I not look like one your grace,” Y/n asked with an annoyed smile, how dare he insult her clothing like that? Her dresses are stitched by the best seamstresses in the empire.

“Oh no, I didn’t mean it like that. You're not only beautiful but kind as well. The nobles here aren’t kind at all,” Derrick tried twisting his words.

“In that case, i’m honored you think so high of me,” Y/n smirked

After talking for a while, they reached the Eckart dutchy. It was very closeby.

Y/n scanned everything around and was thinking about how she would destroy everyone. Perhaps she could poison the servant water supply first.

As they were walking and Derrick was busy talking, Y/n quietly slipped the bottle of nightshade out of her pocket and threw it into the water supply, then she went on talking like nothing ever happened.

The Duke had come by and greeted his son, he thought y/n was his son’s girlfriend and greeted her as if she were his own daughter. Perhaps, she could bribe a servant into feeding him scorpion venom. He was an old man and would not survive that.

After the greeting, when Derrick was showing y/n around, the pair met Penelope. She was walking towards her room and Derrick called over for her

“Penelope, this is Y/n. She will share a room with you, if you do ANYTHING to her, I will make sure you are thrown out of the house,” Derrick threatened

Y/n couldn’t help but sympathize for Penelope, despite being an Agriche, she had always felt like she didn’t belong after Ashil’s death. Perhaps, she would spare this girl.

Penelope coldly nodded and led Y/n to her room,

“I suppose this is where you will stay Lady Y/n,” Penelope sighed

“Lady Penelope, be honest with me. Are you mistreated by everyone here?” Y/n inquired

“Why would you ask that?” Penelope aked

“I may have a proposal for you,” Y/n smiled

Penelope thought that learning from Y/n could possibly be her only chance of survival and so she told Y/n everything, while Y/n sympathized.

“Would you be willing to kill?” Y/n asked

“Yes,” Penlope replied

“Perfect, I was sent by Lant Agriche, my father, to destroy this Dutchy. I used Derrick to get in and now must destroy everyone. You could help me with my plan and become an Agriche or I will kill you right here and now for knowing my plan,”

“It seems that I have no choice, Lady Agriche, however, what reason do I have to trust you?” Penelope inquired

“Lets just say, I feel for you, we have been through similar obstacles, My past is your present, I can save you Penelope, give it some thought,” Y/n smiled bitterly

“Then, I agree. I shall help,” Penelope smiled evilly

A week later, Derrick had confessed to Y/n and slipped a diamond ring on her finger; they would get married in a few days. While the engagement was being talked about Y/n’s crimson eyes met ocean blue ones. Both eyes gleamed of evil. Penelope and Y/n would destroy this Dutchy.

A day before the wedding, the Duke got incredibly sick. He started coughing up blood and worried y/n called over a doctor, that she had bribed into feeding the Duke poisons instead of medicine. The Duke had lost his life by the end of the day.

Derrick and Reynold were in tears while Penelope just stared into space, trying not to smile. Y/n’s head hung low as she comforted her fiance,

“I am truly sorry for your loss Derrick, he was a wonderful man. However, he is in a much better place now~ He had always wanted to see his wife again, after her death right? He wants Yvonne right dear? He will meet the both of them, so please be happy for him my love~” Y/n cooed

Derrick calmed down slightly

“You're right y/n, I truly don’t deserve you. Your so wonderful, trying to comfort me despite hurting, please stay with me for the rest of my life,” Derrick cried into Y/n’s shoulders

The wedding had still taken place the next day, however it wasn’t happy, everyone was happy for the couple but they all felt pain for the Duke.

A day after their wedding, Reynold had disappeared, the knights looked for him everywhere, however they could not find him.

The truth was that when Reynold went out to hunt Y/n had paid his escort to stab him and feed him to the lions in the forest.

Derrick stared into space, everything was happening too fast. He had just lost his father and now he lost his brother as well?

“Derrick darling, Reynold was the one who hurt the most out of us, he could have suicided… You knew how much he loved your father.. Don’t you? If he did commit sucide, then he did it with his own free will as he did not want to live any longer. You musn’t mourn over someone who never wanted to live in the first place,” Y/n comforted him

“I suppose your right, my wife,” Derrick laid his head on her lap

The following few days, more and more servants were dying and now Derrick was starting to have suspicions against his beautiful wife but one look in her mesmerizing eyes made all his suspicions leave immediately. His beautiful goddess of a wife couldn’t have possibly done such a deed. He felt terrible for ever feeling like she could have anything to do with this. The following days more and more deaths happened and now Derrick was sure that it was Y/n’ doing as he had seen a vile poison in her dress pocket.

He walked over to confront her, but she just stood there smirking. He looked behind and no one was there. That's when he realized that he had been set up,

“Y/n…please, let's talk about it,” Derrick pleaded

“Hmm~ i’m not the one you should talk to dear~ Why not ask your dear sister Penelope~? Penny darling~?” Y/n spoke

A magenta haired woman stepped out from behind the wall

“Oh my~ so soon y/n?” Penelope spoke

Both women had pure evil in their voices.

Derrick had given up as red venomous butterflies devoured him whole. His screams and cries filled the empty hall as they ripped at his flesh. Penelope threw oil all around the estate and y/n lit a fire, both women laughed leaving behind a burning mansion.

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Okay how a headcannon of Penelope Eckhart x male! Reader who like Lucas from Wmmap.

Okay so imagine Og! Penelope met Lucas! Reader when she was young. Like she was sitting on at a nearby tree suddenly Lucas! Reader fell right beside her, he saw how interesting she was with one look at her (For example, that she died a lot of times), overtime they would meet secretly when she's alone (the tree were they met) . But then one day he never came back to the usual meet ups. Where was he exactly? He was busy at his tower, but Og! Penelope doesn't know that).

Now when Cha Siyeon played the game she was interested in the mysterious love interest that was only mentioned in hard mode. But then again, she was kinda broke so she doesn't know who he is YET.

Now this is where it starts—when Penelope was reading a book under a tree (Season 1), before DeRDicK arrived, a strange man fell right beside her, and that was Lucas! Reader. My brain is full of shit so you can fill this is in if want though...

𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒾𝓈 𝒶 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒸𝑜𝑜𝓁 𝓇𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉, 𝑜𝓂𝑔, 𝐿𝓊𝒸𝒶𝓈 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝒲𝑀𝑀𝒜𝒫. 𝐻𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓉𝓉𝓎 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝒹𝓎 𝓈𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒𝓈 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒻𝑒𝒸𝓉 𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓈𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒽𝒾𝓂!! 𝐼 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝐿𝓊𝒸𝒶𝓈 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓊𝓃𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝓅𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇 𝒽𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝓈𝒸𝒶𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝑒 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒

You originally met OG!Penelope when she was a child. She was crying under a tree, because her brothers were treating her awfully, you didn’t want to freak her out so using magic you turned yourself into a kid her age

You didn’t like other people in general, because people were annoying but you decided to help the girl.

One glance at her made him realize that she had died about 64 deaths, it was really amusing to you.

She was happy someone was willing to talk to her and started to talk to you.

She was a very scared young girl and you simply felt bad for her so you started to meet up with her by the tree daily, you also needed someone to talk to.

She would come everyday with candies and chocolates to meet you and you would also bring different treats, the two of you would play tag, talk and have picnics

One day you just stopped coming and it hurt Penelope because she thought she did something wrong and started crying. You were the only one that would understand her after all.

In the tower you felt bad about leaving Penelope but you couldn’t really leave. So you just hoped that she would get over you and find someone new, even though deep down he didn’t want her to.

When Siyeon played the game she was very curious about the mysterious love interest and felt like that was the one that would help Penelope survive but she didn’t have much money so she wasn’t able to purchase hard mode.

After getting transported in the game, she realized that she was in hard mode and her main goal at the moment was to find the mystery male rival because she was sure that he would help her survive.

She was so tired of dealing with everything everyday that she really just hoped she would find out who it was.

She was busy reading a book under the same spot that she and the magician used to hang out at when they were kids ( Of course Penelope didn’t know, it was only something that OG! Penelope knew )

Until she saw a black haired boy with red eyes and he said “Missed me princess?”

Penelope felt like this boy was the mystery male rival and immediately pretended to know who he was but you saw right through her

Like GIRLYYY who are you trying to decieve??? I’m the great magician of the black tower??

He told Penelope he knew that she wasn’t the real Penelope and she was genuinly surprised. Like how did he know that?

You told her you were a magician and could help her get back home, she was so happy she practically cried

If your Lucas then your really powerful! So, you would find a way using your magic to get Siyeon back into her own body and Penelope into hers. ( Since your Lucas it would literally take you an hour to do all this )

Then you saw OG!Penelope again, she was SO happy to see you.

I headcannon OG!Penelope to be a sweetheart and kind person, so everyone would notice the change in her but wouldn’t think much of it. Because they simply don’t care. Siyoen didn’t get the chance to get closer to anyone, you just took her home.

You would now meet OG!Penelope in her balcony every night and would talk for a while.

OG! Penelope has abandonment issues and makes you promise daily you wont leave her like you did last time ( Guilt trips you without knowing )

You two never became romantic, OG!Penelope was simply your best friend that you saved from death multiple times and when you realized Yvonne coming back as Leila would kill Penelope, you used your magic to get rid of her.

So now Yvonne didn’t exist and you were helping OG! Penelope live, maybe just maybe she would finally live a long and happy life.

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