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redeemers-and-dragons · 5 days

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Redeemers: Greenest in Flames! Part 3

Narration: *The tunnels below Greenrest is dark, damp, and filled with the echoes of skittering rats. The walls are cracked, covered in moss, and cobwebs hang from the ceiling. Jaune leads Cinder and Neo with the help of a torch, shining light on the ground to reveal any rats for either Cinder to lob a firebolt or Neo to shoot with her hand crossbow.*

Cinder: …You know, after running through a town under siege from masked men and a dragon, this would have been the last thing I thought I’d have had to do today.

Jaune: *Awkwardly chuckles* It’s certainly a change of pace, isn’t it? But hey, if it’s a job that needs doing, we gotta do it.

Cinder: *Rolls her eyes* There’s hardly any rodents around this tunnel to even warrant a “rat problem". I’m sure the fleeing refugees that are going to be running through this tunnel are not going to be too picky about a few rats.

Neo: *Is silently counting each rat she sees. With each kill, she casts an illusionary sound of a bell.* Ding... Ding…

Jaune: Well think about it this way, the real goal here is to secure the tunnel, investigate the secret entrance, and make sure it's safe for us and the villagers. Killing the rats is more of a side objective to make sure that they don’t bite someone and spread a plague in the keep.

Cinder: Fine, I’ll admit there’s importance to this task. But only if you admit that it’s bullshit that we are the ones doing it and not the guards.

Neo: *Casts Minor Illusion to conjure a voice.* “You’re just upset that I’m getting more kills than you.”

Cinder: By all means, the title of “Rat Queen” is all yours.

Neo: *Sticks her tongue out as she nails another rat.* Ding.

Cinder: Anyway, now that we have a lull in excitement, how about we take this time to become better acquainted? Seeing as the possibility of us all dying together has risen significantly.

Jaune: Grim way of pitching it, but sure. What would you like to know?

Cinder: Well , what made you want to become a paladin? No offense, but you seem a little… “too sweet,” for this kind of work.

Jaune: Oh, I guess you can say that’s because my dad is a paladin. And so was my grandpa. And my great grandpa. And my great-great grandpa…

Neo: *Conjures Minor Illusion* “Does every man in your family have to be a paladin or something?”

Jaune: N-No, not really. It’s not like it’s a mandatory thing. It just sort of made sense. I wanted to help people, and paladins help people. *Laughs bashfully* I know, I know it's a boring answer. But I can't put it any other way other than... I like to do it. It's my calling.

Cinder: Gods, you really are “sickly sweet.”

Neo: *Gags mockingly*

Jaune: *Blushes* W-Well what about you? What made you want to worship… Satan?

Cinder: *Huffs* I don’t worship Satan, Boy. I am a servant of the demonette, Lilistor. She’s an up and comer, and has gained quite the following since I came along. As for how I came to be in her employ… let’s just say I wasn’t in the position to be too choosy with how I survived. Lilistor was there when I had nothing else… *A brief moment of silence.* Enough about me, what about you Neo? What made you into the career criminal you are today?

Neo: *Shrugs before casting minor illusion* Because stealing is fun. *Fires off another bolt that sticks a rat in the rear, causing it to squeak and immediately limp into a hole in a nearby barricaded passage. Neo looks annoyed and crawls over to the hole to reach in to try and grab the rat. All of sudden she hisses in pain and yanks her arm back out, shaking her bitten hand.*

Jaune: Neo! You ok? *Goes over and checks her finger*

Neo: *Pouts with a single tear in her eye, glares at Jaune and then points demandingly at the barricaded passage.*

Jaune: Sure, I think I get it. Hold this a second. *Jaune hands her the torch and puts both hands on either side of the passage before rearing a single swift kick into the rotten wood to make a much bigger hole.*

Narration: In the dim light of the torch, a single rat lies still, with an arrow piercing its rear end. The black shadows behind it dance and twitch with the glow of hundreds - maybe even thousands - of bright red eyes, each pair of them a pinprick of glowing malice within the darkness.

Jaune: …Uh oh.

Neo: *Unable to scream, did the very next best thing, dropping her torch and jumping into Jaune’s arms like a cat running up a tree.*

Rat Swarm: *Start surging out in a wave of vermin bodies, immediately engulfing the torch and making towards Jaune’s armored boots.* Squeaksqueaksqueaksqueak!

Jaune: *Back pedaling frantically towards Cinder* C-C-C-CINDERRRR!

Cinder: *Stares in shock for only a moment before snarling and pushing past Jaune and Neo and holding out her arm* Burning Hands!

Narration: The dark tunnel suddenly fills with flames. The sound of roaring fire and death squeal of hundreds of rats were deafening. The smell of smoke and burnt hair was overwhelming. The heat of the hellish power was scorching. After a few seconds, the fire from Cinder’s hand stopped coming forth, leaving the only light in the tunnel to be the pile of small burning carcasses.

Cinder: *Slightly out of breath* Alright, so maybe there really was a “rat problem.” You two alright?

Jaune/Neo:

Jaune: Y-Yeah. Good job. Guess all that leaves is to check the entrance. *Goes to put Neo down before suddenly being choked.*

Neo: *Holding onto Jaune’s neck like a vice, conjuring another auditory illusion.* “If you think I’m stepping on this ground after that, you have another thing coming. Carry me.

Narration: Jaune, Neo, and Cinder make their way to the end of the tunnel and find the locked grate. It’s worn and rusted, but it should be able to open with a good twist of a key or a hard knock. They can peer outside through the grating to see some overgrown foliage and the night sky.

Cinder: Hear anything?

Neo: *Shakes her head.*

Jaune: Looks like the raiders haven’t found this entrance yet. That’s good.

Cinder: *Seems pleased.* That’s very good. Now all we have to do is head back-

Bell Toll: RING. RING. RING. RING.

Cinder: What is that?

Jaune: …That’s a church bell. Something is wrong. We have to hurry back to the keep!

~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~

The Party: *The party meets back together at the highest parapet of the keep with Governor Nighthill, who is currently looking off towards the sound of the ringing bell in town.*

Adam: What is it? Reinforcements?

Neon: Ours or theirs?

Nighthill: No. That’s the bell of the Temple of Chauntea. It must be villagers calling for help!

May: *Pulls out a periscope* I see a group of invaders surrounding it. It looks like they have a battering ram.

Jaune: We have to help them. Governor, we just secured the tunnel. What’s the fastest route to the Temple?

Nighthill: The river winds right behind the church. Follow the water and into the surrounding treeline, you should be unnoticed. Quickly, form a rescue team and get there as soon as you can!

#redeemers au #jaune arc #neon katt #adam taurus #cinder fall #may zedong #neo politan #reese chloris

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sacrifesse · 5 months

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😈 ⋆˙⟡♡ DEMON iD PACK 〰️

╰┈┈➤ REQUESTED BY @l1ttles3am0th ｡

— NAMES : demonia , demonette , demonesse , lucifer , alastair , alastor , cain , crowley , diablo , hades , lilith , hades , persephone , ruby , charon , cronus , dracula , hermes , lucius , bellatrix , cruella , nyx , noire , noirette , noiresse , night , nightesse , fang , fangette , fangesse , lunesse , moony , moonie , moonette , moonesse

— PRONOUNS : demon/demons/demonself , night/nights/nightself , evil/evils/evilself , dark/darks/darkself , reap/reaps/reapself , sin/sins/sinself , soul/souls/soulself , fang/fangs/fangself , suffer/suffers/sufferself , hell/hells/hellself , moon/moons/moonself

— TiTLES : the demonic one , (pronoun) who is demonic , the demon , the reaper of the night , (pronoun) whose fangs glisten in the moonlight , (pronoun) who reaps what (pronoun) sows , (pronoun) who wishes to see you suffer , hell’s spawn , hell’s favorite demon , the evil one , the one of pure evil

— GENDERS : demonadornix , ethuredemonic , demondivine , sinfulimpersonationgender , demonologygender , demonosic , mischidemonic , innocedemonic , demoknowlagen , shirodemonic , demonture , vampdaegender , demongalaxyic , rockstardaemonic , demoncute , demonthing , daemonosic , demoline , demonheartic , demonidolic , voidborndemon , demonvoidborn , demodestructucomfic , daengender/daenic , notdemon/notdemongender , viodalgender , demonbatic , digidemon , demonmasc , demonfem , demonicomfic , daemones , kingdemonic , robodemonic/robodemongender , demcatic , dempupic , daebodiment , mademongirlic , femdiadoric , animadevilboy , demongoatic , softdemongender , demonadored , demodien , shardemcatic , darklacegirlboy , femdemic , daehungrix , glitchdemonic , demongender , demonenic

pt: demon id pack

requested by l1ttles3am0th /end pt.

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smol-tired-binch-blog · 2 years

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do you have any favorites amongst your ocs?

I love all of them, but of course some get more love than others.

In terms of famdom OCs, Lorabetta is the greatest thing ever, I think about her so much and I truly adore her. It's criminal that only I'm able to make content for her.

My Demonverse lot, there's of course Mono and Demonette. They're so wonderful and drawing them and seeing art of them praying Mono gets some love for next year's Art Fight makes me so so happy.

There's also a bunch from my Big Project that I'm endeared to already but that's for another day

#smol speaks #Smol's Demonverse #cause fuck it that's the tag now #lorabetta nightshade #demonette #mono monreau

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1silentsiren1 · 1 year

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Another demonette, a little cross-eyed truth. But she is also very beautiful. It is absolutely not the canon of the appearance of demons of Slaanesh , but I can't imagine them otherwise. For me, only nurglings are nicer than them

#fun art #demonette #slaanesh #warhammer 40000 #40k

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kit-williams · 3 months

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If you want prompts to work on you got any ideas for being stalked by an astartes? I got into the rogue trader game andy god the astartes companion is doing something to me.

Idk I just enjoy the idea that on planet or in a ship you can only hide from something stronger and smarter then you for so long.

So you and @bispecsual both were inspired by the Rogue Trader game so I will be tying together both of the asks. Though theirs was more about "holding a lot more power than the usual darling but still having this man be rabidly devoted to her." and "oh he’s a freak… jokes on you I’m into that 😏"

However neither of you gave me a chapter so I asked my husband what chapter to write it for his pick: Drumroll

ALPHA LEGION

Also Serax's voice is based kinda off of the way Warrior Tier does in his alpha legion video

As for Rowena Beaumont... her appearance is whatever the reader wants to be however given a rogue trader prompt I could not resist giving them an over the top name!

tw: SEX THERES SEX also yandere behavior... implied stalking and manipulation... obsessive

Serax had quite a good deal going on. He enjoyed the Rogue Trader he was attached too Lord Captain Rowena Beaumont... Lady Rowena in proper company... Beau to those whom she lures to her bed... and his teasing calling her -ena. Ah yes wouldn't it be nice to have his 'ena call him Serax at night instead of Sven. He was playing the roll of a Vlka Fenryka and perhaps he was playing it too well... for the Mistress of the ship had gotten under Serax's skin.

She was horribly over the top. She was loud. She was a brat... such a brat and he could tell she loved it when he, as Sven, scolded her. Of course, he couldn't do much to her and much less given his cover... but why would he want to drive her away? But it was so easy to play the roll of the brutish Vlka Fenryka as she had told him when he had tried to 'scare' her away from getting too close... she was a gremlin and had announced "Jokes on you I like that!"

Everything was perfect... The blare of the horn as he could tell the gelar field flickered and one of his hearts sank. But that was probably from being thrown by the sudden demonette, that he quickly crushed, before he rushed down the halls to find Rowena. He felt a second hand embarrassment as he howled like the wolf that he was pretending to be.

"SVEN GET YOUR HAIRY ASS OVER HERE!" He hears her shriek before firing her weapon a few more times as she has to make her way to the bridge to get her ship under control. "IF I GET ONE MORE CALL FROM YOU LOT I WILL MURDER SOMEONE!" Again she screams, he sees her only half dressed but no armor on at all as she swings her saber.

"What are you daft puppy?" He snarls out like the protective wolf he was being as he picks her up before backhanding a warped individual. "Is my pup alright?"

"No! Someone tried to kill me in my sleep! I did not get my full rest! And now my ship is falling apart!" She lets out a scream as she grabs a gun and just shoots into one corrupted individual a few too many times. "Puppy lets get you to the bridge."

Rowena clings to her smelly Sven... it wasn't bath day yet. But she watched him be the killing machine that he was always so skilled in what he does... though she found he, like a lost dog, followed the hand that fed him. Which in that case was hers and Rowena did not mind one bit of having a space marine to her beck and call. Besides it was also a bit of a flaunt to also get her world rocked by Sven nearly every night.

"Look out!" Sven shouted as he turned his back to the corrupted crew shooting at them. Rowena watched Sven's pauldron turn teal for a moment... seeing a green hydra in the place of a wolf before it returned to normal before he fired back.

"Oh Sven." Rowena cooed, "You keep me so safe what would I do without you?"

"Hmm probably be dead. Full of a lot more holes... maybe," He lowers his voice an octave, "be less stretched out... less ruined for mortal men perhaps." He laughed as he looked down at the Rogue Trader biting her bottom lip and looking at him with bedroom eyes. Serax grunted looking away, "Not now puppy." He growls softly.

"Later?" She coos rubbing his chestplate.

"If you're a good girl." He feels her lean back, giggle, and kick her feet in joy. She was such a funny little creature.

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Rowena drums her fingers as she finally got her ship back in order but something was bothering her. The sigil that was on his pauldron... it itched a memory in the back of her mind. Grandpapa told her to fear the hydra though... there was a hydra in their heraldry... a bloodline that could be traced back to when the Emperor was walking around. She always figured it was to mean fear of betrayals but what did the hydra mean.

She hummed as she dismissed herself from the bridge and returned to her room and went into the forbidden library. Oh yes she was suppose to hand these books over to the Inquisition for being heretical and some in xenos origin. Some were heirlooms and she grabs the ones she remembers that had a hydra in them.

Hermetic Tablets of Black Conspiracies, Yesteryear of yearning, Demented Book of Lost Poems, Restoration Of The Frontline, Avoiding The Fires, Dog Of The Forsaken, Omnibus of Enigma, Mistress Alayne's Text of Runes, Invader Of The Void, Neighbors Of The Forest, Armies Of The Curse, Thieves Of Time, Understanding New Technology, Scrolls of Whitchcraft. She frowned not understanding what all of these have in common but Rowena hardly has the time. Besides she is the Rogue Trader and he is on her ship!

She hums as she heads to his room.

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Serax looks to Rowena feeling his stomach drop as she says just looking at one of his trinkets. "Hiding anything?" He forces out a laugh, "Lady Rowena I'm but a simple wolf. I hardly need to hide anything from you."

"So why did your pauldron turn teal? And don't you fuckin gaslight me! I am the fuckin' queen of Gaslighting, Gatekeeping, and Girlbossing!"

He sighed and watched Rowena jump as the door locked behind her and her microbead and other tech cutting her off from the rest of the ship. She turned around and was grabbed and pressed to the door as red lenses glowed in the dark of the room as he tilted his head his voice sounding different. "Lady Rowena." He purrs and he watches her eyes widen... not expecting that reaction?

"Wha-wha-wha-" Is all she can manage. Before he puts his thumb on her tongue.

"Hush puppy," He rumbles in that deep and to Rowena very seductive timber, "you're not suppose to know about this. Normally... puppies who find out get put down. But... you are my puppy. And normally I would want an adversary to figure out what I am verses your accidental discovery." He watches her tongue move against his thumb tasting the bitter tang of sweat and some iron from what he was tinkering on, his chest rumbles. "Always a naughty puppy. Aren't you? Yes you're Serax's naughty girl." He knew where that rumble went... watching her latch onto his thumb and suck as her thighs closed tightly. Yes Mistress Rowena was always in control... prim... proper... always playing chess with foes around her... political machinations and she was very much like a puppy playing with rabid wolves.

Emperor bless her that Serax found himself in her service to help keep this little puppy alive and in charge. "You know puppy... how much I've been helping you? I deserve to be rewarded... " He groans just looking at his Rowena. He had stalked her before as he originally just needed to be ferried from one place to another and her family was deeply tied to the legion. But she was hardly what he expected from a rogue trader... young and eyes full of stars.

"What do you want..." She moans softly just whimpering as Serax moved his fingers against her groin fingering her through her clothes.

"I want you to scream my name. My name is Serax by the way... get on the bed. And yes 'ena... I'm going to continue to ruin you for mortals." He lets her go and watches her scramble to get onto his bed just looking at him with an eager vibration as she starts to strip and he walks to the machine that will remove his armor. He looks to his puppy and see how eager she is given how her legs are spread wide and two fingers are deep in her sex. "Yes play with yourself." He hums just lazily stroking his cock as he looks at her with the same devotion he would look at her as Sven. "Such a silly puppy... you practically walked right to me. Face down ass up puppy. Good girl. You just needed a firm hand to help guide you. And my legion is all about being the faceless guiding hand working in the shadows... oh yes puppy you're going to keep rejecting those marriage agreements because you have me." He says as he crawls up behind Rowena.

She whimpers into the pillow, dripping wet, as Sven no Serax's voice is pure seduction. She yelps as he slaps, gently for him, her ass causing her to moan into the pillow. He pushes into her inviting cunt as he starts a slow pace. Oh yes he's wanted and imagined fucking the Rogue Trader here in his simple quarters verses her pompous room. His hand grips her hair pulling back as he notices her burying her face into his pillow, "Bad puppy I said I wanted you to scream my name."

"SERAX!" Rowena yelps out as he thrusts into her hard. His girthy cock tickling her clit as his balls clap against her flesh. "Oh God oh Throne oh God!" She pants out in prayer.

"No Emperor here only me. Oh yes tell the Sister of Battle what I said... we both know whom you're going to pick, puppy. Tell me who is puppy going to pick?"

"You... " She moans as he lightly spanks her, "You Serax!" She can feel sweat start to form as fucking a space marine is a full contact sport almost. While Serax was just casually fucking she felt like her whole body was being thrown through the paces.

"Good girl." He groaned as he picked up his pace as he holds her hips tighter being as gentle as he can but really... she can afford to get her hips fixed from an Astartes fucking her. He grunt louder as she screams his name again feeling her walls form a vice grip around his cock. He lets out a low strained groan as he tries not to cum bucking his hips and fucking her through her orgasm. He pants out 'puppy' over and over. Yes he really does just sees her as a cute little dog for him to dote upon and train.

He flips her over grabbing her under her knees and spreading her legs watching her as she gets glassy eyed watching the way his cock vanishes into her sex and causes her to bulge slightly. Its the way she looks at him so helplessly and just putting so much trust into his hands that's what gets Serax off groaning and cumming deep in her. Bottoming out and rocking his hips as his toes curl and he groans softly.

He pulls out and leans in kissing her hard as she whimpers so helplessly... oh yes he made sure that she was the perfect little puppy... making sure she got her write of passage... making sure she would be open to him... he moans into the kiss pulling her to his lap. But of course he won't tell his little puppy just how perfectly he made her for him... she might try to get rid of him. Of course, she was going to get Sven outside of this room but whenever she wanted to experience a far more honest version of himself... all she had to do was come to the Hydra lair.

#This is not the Yandere Alpha Legion don't worry he is coming #tw: sex #tw: yandere #tw: implied stalking #tw: stalking #tw: manipulation #tw: obsession #Yandere #Yandere Space Marine #Space Marine #Yandere Alpha Legion #Alpha Legion #Rogue Trader #OC: Rowena Beaumont #Space marine x oc #warhammer 40k

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cannibalcaprine · 11 months

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I had this idea. My brain initially framed it as something for a tabletop RPG like D&D. It might really be the pitch for a romcom manga.

A wizard summons up a sexy inherently evil being from the outer planes (in D&D a Succubus Demon or Erinyes Devil), but instead of sleeping with her or sending her on a finite mission to seduce and then smite a hero; the wizard makes her his long term admin assistant in his wizard tower at a desk right outside his personal study.

There's standard sitcom unresolved sexual tension between them and banter.

There could either be or not be an underlying metaphysical rule that will send her back to her home plane if they do consummate the relationship.

"my secretary is a demonette" is 100% a romcom manga plot, holy hell

if anything that may be the title

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alphabitchnkari · 8 months

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@skxrbrand

N’kari’s demonettes have been wandering through out Infernius, trying to select a suitable living area.

The ashen fortress is quite unpleasant compared to the desert, the very air stinking of sulfur. They finally settle in the eighth tower, right under the frozen god skull. It is officially the reaper’s tower, but Skarbrand rarely frequents it.

The demonettes are making the best of it, wearing luxurious furs in the coolness of the tower. A few has been cultivating plants in the meltwater, little spots of green thriving in the mineral rich surroundings.

The Arch-tempter himself cares little for the tower. He’s here for Skarbrand, and the reaper prefers his old lair.

N’kari eyes the surroundings with distaste. Piles of piles of skulls are spilling out of every cavern. It was dark, dingy, enclosed, a far cry from the bright and airy Wyrm skull of their past abode.

“Surely you needn’t keep every skull. Some of these are from mortals!” He complains to his beloved.

#skxrbrand #n’kari: you live like this?

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arc-misadventures · 2 years

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To Save The World

Jaune: Prepare yourself Demon Lord! I am here to lay you down, and bring peace to the world, prepare yourself!

: Ah-ha~? Will you now~? Well, little hero. Before that however, I must tell you are sorely misinformed on a great many things~

Jaune: Oh? And, what could I be so, ‘misinformed’ about a being like you…?

: Well, for starters… Its Demonette, not Demon; we female demons prefer the term, Demonette. To differentiate us from our more brutish, bull headed counterparts. You no doubt understand, your woman no doubt feel the same, no?

Jaune: So the rumours are true! I heard that the Demon Lord was a woman, and not a man! Thank you for clarifying that for me! It means that my plans may work out better than before!

: Oh really~? Then let me tell you one more thing then… You’re not facing the, ‘Demon Lord.’ You are facing the, Demon Empress! Empress Bliess! Empress of the Demon realms! Scourage of the human realms, band of the godly realms, and the one being you were destined to meet! And, destined to kill you!

Jaune: Well then, Empress Bleiss. I look forward to showing you just how I plan to end this pointless war of ours.

Bleiss: Ha! I’m looking forward to it, little hero~!

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Bleiss: Haa… Clever bastard~!

Weiss: Sis… Empress Bleiss! You’re back! You were gone for so long! We thought you had died!

Bleiss: Worry not little sister, I am not so easily defeat. In that matter that is.

Weiss: What happened to the Hero your, Grace? You engaged in an epic battle with him, but then there was a flash of light, and you both vanished! What happened?!

Bleiss: The Hero… His name is, Jaune Arc~! ArrrrC~! A short, yet sweet name that rolls off the tongue~! He used his magic to take me away to an empty field of green grasslands. I assumed that he was preparing to let his powers go wild, to allow us to tear the land apart as we fought one another. But, the most unexpected happened…

Weiss: What, what happened?

Bleiss: He sheathed his sword. And, then unbuckled his sword, and let it rest upon the ground.

Weiss: He dropped his sword…? T-The Holy Blade…? He dropped his sword… before you…?

Bleiss: The Holy Blade~! One of the most powerful weapons the human realms hold, and he dropped it to the wayside like a used toothpick. Fascinating, isn’t it?

Weiss: W-Why would he do that? To leave himself so opened, and exposed before you?

Bleiss: It was a sign, and a willingness to display a show of trust before me. That he desired a civil discussion, no conflict what so ever. It was… intriguing~!

Weiss: But, why did he say those things when he burst into the throne room? How he was planning to vanquished you, and bring peace to the world?

Bleiss: A performance show dear sister, simply a performance. He wanted to paint a picture to all of you, to give the appearance that he wanted to kill me, when in reality he wanted to talk with me.

Weiss: Talk about what?

Bleiss: Peace. He wanted to talk about a means to obtain peace.

Weiss: Peace? Why would he want peace?

Bleiss: Jaune, is a student of history; he hears the song of history, and hears how it rhyme’s the same words, over, and over again. Different words, but the same story all the time~! How war between the humans, and demons breaks out time, and time again. A Demon Lord would rise up, declare war upon the humans. Soon after, a hero would stand up to face them, only to fall alongside them. This is happened for hundreds, dare say thousands of years. And, he desires to break the cycle. To bring about an age of peace, for the benefit of all! Demons, and humans alike.

Weiss: Peace? Between, Humans, and Demons? Impossible! There is far too much bad blood between us to ever bridge any gap between us!

Bleiss: I thought so myself, but he said: “Look at me, I am the Hero, you are the Demon Empress, the world says we are bitter enemies. Why? Because we exist? Does that really mean we have to fight one another now does it?” Does it now, dear sister, must we fight, just because we exist?

Weiss: W-Well… w-we’re enemies! So of course we must fight.

Bleiss: Must we? For, Jaune had no desire to fight, me, he had no desire to fight at all, all he wanted to do was to stay at home, and dig out a plot of land, and live out a simple life. No war, no death. Just a simple life of a farmer. He wanted to talk with me, so we could find that path to that simple life he desired…

Weiss: That! That… That’s not what I expected to hear from the hero…

Bleiss: Nor did I, it intreaged me~! So… I decided I wanted to talk with him, to see why he desired this peace he dreamed of. So, in the months I was gone, I stayed at his home, at his farm he dreamed of, and we simply talked, for days upon days. Until I finally understood his dream of peace. I could finally see why he wished for a world at peace. And, now that I have returned, I will strived for peace between humans, and demons… Recall my generals, let the lords of my lands know I call for a meeting of the Clans. At once!

Weiss: At once my, Grace!

Bleiss: Oh! And, one more thing my sister; I need you to make some… alterations to the castle.

Weiss: Of course, what do you desire.

Bleiss: All these sharped spike, and plate metal of around the castle, round off all the edges, and points. I have been worried for some time now that someone may kill themselves upon one of these. Also, remove any of those that are under six feet in height. Understood?

Weiss: Very well…?

Bleiss: Something wrong, Weiss?

Weiss: I’m sorry sister, but it sounds like you’re trying to baby proof the castle?

Bleiss: Oh, but I am dear sister, I am.

Weiss: W-W-Wait?! Y-Your joking right?! B-Because that means…?! Y-You, and the h-hero?!

Bleiss: Well, he did say he’d, “Lay me down,” and he dod, just not in the way I expected. But, I must say, dear sister, I preferred what he did to me much, much more than the alternative. Oh, I enjoyed myself indeed~!

#rwby #jaune arc #weiss schnee #bleiss schnee #bleiss x jaune #jaune x bleiss #rwby blackguard

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