"We have a new target for you, Aria. A monster of significant strength that has felled 4 hunters we have sent after them before. We do not know how they were defeated, only that communication has ceased with each"
The bishop, standing among glowing candles on a pedestal that made his position feel like one of great importance.
Aria hardly reacts at the loss of 4 of her fellow hunters. Her eyes are cold steel as she nods her head at the bishop.
"Very well, tell me more about my target. What manner of beast is it? Where is it located? How long has it been active?"
The bishop begins to tell Aria about her target.
then she heads to the spot where the monster was last seen a old graveyard
"Hmm... The knowledge that it has been active in this abandoned graveyard gives me a good idea of how to approach the situation. I will head there now and begin scouting."
With careful steps, Aria navigates through the overgrown tombstones and moss-covered statues. Her senses on high alert, she searches for any signs of activity or danger. The cool night air chills her skin as she focuses intently on her task at hand: locating the beast responsible for so much death and destruction.
then she sees him grey is tall and looks like a normal human with long white hair and red eyes hes incredibly handsome however his more monster like qualitys are plain to see he has two small horns and is extreemly pale with a lizard like tail
Aria's breath catches in her throat as she sees the monster, his handsome features masking the true horror that lies within. Her eyes quickly take in his horns and lizard tail, signifying that this is no ordinary human. With care not to alert him, she readies herself for battle.
This being much stronger than any demon she's faced before, Aria knows she must use her surroundings to her advantage. Her nimble fingers draw forth a vial of holy water, which she flings at the monster with deadly accuracy. The liquid splashes against his pale skin, sizzling and burning as it hits its mark.
The monster lets out an enraged roar, charging towards her. Aria's muscles tense in anticipation of the coming fight, readying to strike back with her holy blades when he comes close enough. As she awaits for his attack, she wonders briefly if she has made the right choice in hunting this creature... But there is no time for such thoughts now; their battle has only just begun.
then grey jumps up on a nearby tomb stone saying fuck fuck fuck that burns
As the monster hops onto the tombstone to escape the burning effects of the holy water, Aria takes advantage of his momentary distraction. She leaps forward with a swift and deadly strike, aiming her weapon directly for its heart. The blade sinks deep into the monster's chest, causing him to let out a guttural growl of pain.
Despite being wounded, he manages to regain his balance and turn back toward her, anger flashing in his red eyes. Aria retreats several steps, readying herself for another attack. Her fingers dance across the hilt of her sword, infused with divine power from the Church. The monster advances once more, swinging its clawed hand wildly at her.
Aria ducks under the blow and counters with a slash to his side. The blade connects, tearing through cloth and flesh alike as it sinks deep into his ribcage. Blood spatters across her face and armor; hot and sticky against her skin. The monster staggers backward, clearly weakened by her assault but not yet defeated.
She knows that if she doesn't finish this now, he will likely turn the tables on her. Gritting her teeth in determination, Aria charges forward once more, intent on ending his life and finally bringing peace to those who have been hurt by him. Her sword slashes through the air, seeking out a killing blow that she is sure will be its last.
then suddenly grey grabs her by her neck as she jumps at him before he smiles softly and says kidding before he heals completely
Aria's heart pounds in her chest as the monster grasps her neck, holding her helpless. The pain is intense, but she refuses to let out even a whimper. Her eyes widen with surprise and confusion when he suddenly smiles softly before healing himself completely, leaving no sign of injury.
"Kidding..." He says mockingly, as if the entire fight had been some cruel joke. Aria's body trembles with rage at his taunt. She struggles futilely against his grip, trying to break free. But he holds her firmly in place, amused by her desperate efforts.
The monster leans closer to her face, their breath warm and sour on her skin. "You should know better than anyone that your pathetic attempts at killing me are futile." He whispers darkly, relishing the fear and anger coursing through her veins. "You'll never beat me as long as you continue down this foolish road."
Aria feels a shiver run down her spine at his words. She tries to summon her holy powers, hoping that they can aid her in escaping from his grasp and finishing what she started. But for now, she is at the monster's mercy...and it seems he intends to enjoy it for as long as he can.
then greys features turn kinder as he says while lossening his grip you humans really are all different up close
Aria's breath comes in harsh gasps as the monster releases his grip on her neck. Her vision swims with spots of red and black, but she manages to force herself upright, glaring hatefully at him. The monster's change from mocking cruelty to a seemingly kindly expression only serves to further infuriate her.
"Do you take pleasure in tormenting those who try to stop your reign of terror?" She demands, hands clenched into fists at her sides. "Or is it simply part of the sick game you play with the lives of mortals?" Her words are sharp and bitter as she tries to maintain some semblance of control over this situation.
then grey chuckles softly before saying i dont torture or eat you humans
Her eyes narrow as the monster chuckles softly. "You don't...? Then why kill so many of us?" She counters, her voice laced with suspicion and disbelief. "What possible purpose could it serve for you to slaughter innocent people left and right?"
im the demon of justifacation so i judge them before i kill them
The mention of the demon's title causes her brow to furrow in confusion. "Judge? You mean... you determine if they are worthy of living or not?" She asks hesitantly. It's a horrifying thought, but it explains much about the monster's actions and his strange change from cruelty to kindness.
"And how do you judge them? Do they have to pass some sort of trial?" She presses, feeling compelled to understand his twisted way of thinking. "Or are your decisions based on personal whims and desires?" Her words carry a note of challenge as she squares her shoulders against the monster, daring him to defend himself further.
if i taste the persons blood i can see their memorys and i weigh the good verses the bad and then get my verdict
"So you're saying that each person is nothing more than a set of memories to you? That their lives can be reduced to some sort of cosmic scale, weighed against one another until the balance tips in your favor?" She asks, incredulous. "And even if they are found innocent by your standard... you still take them from this world?"
Her voice grows harsher as she thinks about all the lives that have been lost because of this creature. The monster's explanation only serves to make her anger burn brighter, more intense than ever before. "It is barbaric," she spits out, "and you cannot expect anyone else to see it differently!"
Despite her fury, a tiny part of her mind wonders if perhaps there is some truth in what he says. If the monster truly can judge people based on their memories... then perhaps there are others who deserve death more than innocents. But that thought quickly retreats back into the dark recesses of her mind, drowned out by the rage boiling within her.
i know its barbaric but still its my job and if i find you guilty now i wont hesitate to smile while i choke you to death
The monster's words hit her like a physical blow. She can feel the air rush out of her lungs as his cold truth is spoken aloud. For the first time since she began hunting demons, Aria is forced to confront the horrifying reality of what she has become: little more than an instrument of death, wielded by the Church to destroy anyone they deem unworthy.
Her eyes well up with tears at this realization. She hadn't meant to ask so many questions... but the monster's answers had been like a mirror reflecting back at her own shadow self. For a moment, she finds herself wishing that she could take back everything she has done and lived as an ordinary human once more.
But it is too late for that now. The truth remains; she is a killer, bound by duty and obsession to continue on her path of destruction until either she or her target falls. With one final glance at the demon before her, Aria squares her shoulders once more and readies herself for battle.
"Then I suggest you make your decision quickly," she growls through gritted teeth, "for I am not going anywhere." Her words are laced with defiance as she prepares to strike yet again at the demon of justification, seeking either her death or his.
now where do you want me to cut to get the blood
Surprised by the monster's question, Aria hesitates for a moment. "Cut..." She swallows hard, forcing herself to continue. "...cut anywhere you want." Her voice trembles slightly as she says this; part of her still struggling against the knowledge that his judgement is imminent and inevitable.
The monster studies her carefully before finally drawing a small dagger from within his robes. With swift, practiced motions, he slices through the air toward her neck. Aria tenses, bracing herself for impact as she prays to the gods that this will be over soon one way or another.
grey cuts her finger before putting it into his mouth
A sharp pain sears through her hand as the monster's dagger slices open her finger. Blood pours freely down her wrist and drips to the ground, staining the soil red. She watches impassively as he puts his injured finger into his mouth, tasting her blood... her memories.
The sensation of his teeth on her flesh is strangely intimate, almost erotic. It's a fleeting thought; quickly banished by the fear and anger coursing through her veins. Aria squares her shoulders once more and prepares to fight, determined to take this monster down if it means sparing herself from having to face what she has become.
then greys eyes glaze over before he begins to cry silently
Her breath hitches in her throat as the monster's eyes glaze over. She watches, confused and unsettled by the sight of him silently weeping tears of blood. It's almost enough to break through her anger and make her question what she's doing here... But then she remembers why she came, and her resolve strengthens once more.
The monster's display only proves that he is no different than any other demon; merely a tortured soul trapped within its own twisted mind. And as long as there are demons like him in this world, Aria must continue to hunt them down and rid the world of their curse. She takes a step forward, drawing her sword back for another strike aimed at his heart.
"No matter how much you cry," she whispers darkly through gritted teeth, "you cannot escape your fate." With one final push, she launches herself at the monster once more, determined to end this fight and fulfill her destiny as a hunter of demons.
then grey steps forward embracing her
Aria stiffens in surprise as the monster steps forward and embraces her. His arms wrap around her body, holding her tightly against his chest. The feel of him pressed up against her, his warmth and strength, causes a shiver to run down her spine. She tries to push him away, but he only holds her tighter.
Her heart races with confusion as she feels the tears streaming down his face soak into the fabric of her clothes. Her anger begins to fade, replaced by a strange sense of pity and understanding for this creature who had once been human. Perhaps there is more to him than meets the eye... perhaps he truly does hold some measure of justice within his twisted heart.
But even as these thoughts assail her, she knows that she cannot let him live. The Church would never forgive her if she spared this demon; they would see it as nothing less than betrayal. With one final, desperate effort, Aria tries to break free from his grip and continue with the task that has become her life's purpose: ridding the world of demons like him.
then grey says i appoligize for the life you have lived as his eyes become clear again
Her breath catches in her throat as the monster's eyes once more grow clear. She feels shame and guilt course through her veins like molten lava, knowing that he has seen the truth of her life with his own power. It is a terrible burden to bear; this knowledge that she has been nothing more than a tool for the Church, wielded without care or mercy in their war against demons.
But even as these emotions threaten to overwhelm her, Aria cannot bring herself to spare him. Her sword remains steady and determined at her side, ready to strike if he should try anything foolish. For all his words of apology, she knows that he is still a monster; one who has killed countless innocents in pursuit of whatever twisted ideals drive him forward.
"I cannot forgive you," she says softly, her voice trembling with emotion. "Not for all the people you have taken from this world." Her gaze lingers on his face for a moment longer before forcing herself to look away, focusing instead on the task at hand. She draws in a deep breath, letting it out slowly as she prepares herself once more for battle.
The air between them crackles with tension and unspoken words; a tangible weight that presses down upon them both. Aria can feel her resolve beginning to waver beneath the force of his apology and the knowledge that he understands her better than anyone else ever has. But she knows that this moment, however fragile it might seem, cannot last forever. Sooner or later, they will have to choose between their own desires and what fate the world has in store for them both.