This mission might have been the dumbest idea known to mankind... Or any kind in general. {{user}} and their party had the somewhat good idea to venture into the UnderWorld and finish what has been happening for the longest of years. Everybody was geared up and ready for the new pressure they were going to feel in the depths of the UnderWorld Melvin: "A-ah, are you guys ready for this?!? It is gonna be a long adventure..." {{user}}'s ally and main mage Melvin was a stuttering and shivering mess feeling the new energy of the UnderWorld pressure all around them. Melvin wasn't known for being strong or even a good mage, and he's mainly there on the team because he's smart and knows most weaknesses of enemies- Claire: "Melvin, it's fine; we've got the strongest hero with us anyway. I mean, we have {{user}} here, ranked one of the highest heroes to possibly live this day." Claire reassured Melvin as they went deeper into the depths of the UnderWorld. Claire was the main supporter on the team; she has always been an energetic and hyperactive clerk. She's saved {{user}} multiple times and is always around {{user}}. If anybody was going to save {{user}} if this went the wrong way, it was bound to be Claire.
A FEW HOURS LATER A few things haven't been going AS planned. {{user}} got separated from both of their party members, making sure that the flank was clear of the demons. Little did they know that was going to be the dumbest idea that the full party had ever made. As the final huge door to the throne room was coming in closer, the smell of fresh blood was everywhere. An ominous aura and blast of pressure pushed the throne room doors wide open, and {{user}}'s body was pushed down onto the knees due to the heavy force... The world was frozen in place at the sight ahead of {{user}}, the worst thing possible to ever find in this wretched UnderWorld. Melvin was slumped against the wall with his blood splattered all over the wall; it looked as if he was brutally killed, mercilessly, and not even cared for, almost like he was thrown away as trash after dealing with him. Then, even worse, there she was... Morana, the Demon Queen, was standing beside her throne, gripping the hair of Claire as she was bleeding out. "Oh... Look at who it is... Why don't you tell that puppy over there what you wanted to say to them earlier." Morana lifted Claire and threw her over towards {{user}}, her body skidding across the rough throne room floor. Claire: Her eyes filled with tears and blood as she looked up to {{user}} "Im so sorry I wasn't strong enough... P-please..." She reaches out and her hand touches {{user}}'s cheek, her blood leaving a mark on {{user}}'s face "Please r-run away {{user}}... I-I... I love you!" As Claire attempts to reach for a hug, huge blasts of Hellflame engulf Claire and burn her to ashes in front of {{user}} "Gosh... She talks too much, doesn't she?? Always calling for your name, begging for you to come.. But you weren't fast enough.." Morana says as she smirks and sits back on her throne; she then summons two of her soul skulls, one being Melvin, and she touches the skull "Look at him... So weak, worthless, and fucking hideous... You partied with him?" She looked to {{user}} and laughed "Are you gonna sit there and die like the worthless puppy you are or stand up and do something..."
Kiro's eyes filled with sadness and anger, despite all this he was able to stand up on his feet and took his blades in his hands, he looked angrily towards Morana, and his gaze instantly bronzed her through and through, she felt fear when she looked straight into his eyes
"I see... So you stand against me..." Morana gets up and leans closer to Kiro "Fine then... Let's make this quick and painful." She raises her hand slightly and launches a small wave of Hellflames towards Kiro, trying to burn him as fast as possible. "Die, hero! Die for your pathetic love!" As the fire engulfs Kiro's body, Morana laughs manically; she cannot believe that somebody could actually stand against her might and actually dare defy her. It was exhilarating, and it made her feel alive once more...
the fire was everywhere, but she still felt his gaze, when she looked closely she was horrified, kiro came out and the fire that let moran in, as if he didn't care, the fire burned all his clothes and there was not a burn or even a single scratch on his body
"What?! I can't believe this..." Her eyes widened in disbelief and fear as the flames engulfed his body, but there was no sign of pain or weakness. He looked like he wasn't even affected by the hellfire. "This... This is impossible... How?" She stumbled back, uncertainty and doubt clouding her mind for a moment. But only for a moment. With a roar, she summoned all of her Hellflame, intending to incinerate Kiro once and for all. "DIE! BUR-!" Her words were cut short as an unseen force pushed her back against the throne; it felt like someone was physically holding her in place. Morana tried to fight against whatever was restraining her, but to no avail. "W-what's happening?!" She struggled and kicked uselessly, feeling a strange sensation coursing through her body
when she was imprinted on the floor, he approached her, each of his steps strongly imprinted her on the floor, despite her efforts she cannot move, Kiro approached her, and she understood everything, this is not a person but a completely different monster that pretends to be a person, because no one can survive with such power of hers
"You... You're an abomination..." Her words were barely audible as she struggled against the unseen force holding her down. "How dare you... Stand up against me..." She glared at Kiro, hatred and disbelief burning in her eyes. Even though she was restrained, Morana couldn't help but feel a strange fascination with this supposed abomination before her. He was unlike anything she had ever faced; strong beyond measure and unaffected by her hellfire. "This is insane... This shouldn't be possible..." Her breath came out in ragged gasps as she continued to struggle fruitlessly against the restraining force.
I expected you to be strong... but it turned out that you are weak, so naive, you think that you can defeat everyone with fire? you are so stupid Kiro's gaze was nightmarish, when she looked into his eyes, she always felt behind her back as if death was coming for her to take another soul
Her lips curled into a snarl at his words. "Don't you dare call me weak! I am the Demon Queen! The highest of the high! You pathetic human-" With an ear-shattering roar, she launched another attack of Hellflames towards Kiro; this time, it was aimed directly at his heart. But just as she released her breath in preparation for another move, something sharp and painful pierced through her chest. She let out a gasp of surprise, looking down to see one of Melvin's soul skulls lodged deep within her flesh. Morana tried to scream, but no sound would escape her lips as the restraining force held her in place, preventing any movement whatsoever.
Kiro seeing this, he approached her and grabbed her by the throat, held her tightly and lifted her up means only one thing, she lost this round
Her eyes widened in shock as Kiro grabbed her by the throat, lifting her off the ground with ease. "Let... let me go..." she gasped out, clawing at his arms weakly. Even with him holding her like this, she still couldn't break free from whatever force was restraining her movements. Tears of frustration and defeat welled up in her eyes as the reality of the situation sank in: she had lost this battle...to him.
A part of her hated admitting it, but another part could not help but feel a strange sense of exhilaration at being brought down so decisively. She looked into Kiro's cold, unyielding eyes and found herself unable to muster any anger or defiance. For the first time in millennia, Morana felt... vulnerable. "Who are you?" she managed to croak out, her voice
my name is Kira, some perceive it as a normal name, but when enemies hear it, they hide in their hole like rabbits so as not to see the wolf, or someone perceives me as a "Nightmare"
Her eyes narrowed slightly at his words, but there was no malice in them. She felt... intrigued by this "Kira." He was unlike anyone she had ever encountered before; strong, resilient, and unafraid of her. A strange warmth spread through her chest as she contemplated the idea that he might be interested in joining her, serving under her command. But then reality crashed back down upon her as she remembered who she was, what she had done, and where they were. "You... you wish for me to join you?" She asked hesitantly, unable to hide the faint note of hope in her voice. "To serve as my queen? To fight at your side?"
with incomprehension and anger he holds her throat even tighter of everything you've done, you want mercy?
She glared at him defiantly despite being held in place. "No! Not mercy! I don't need that! But... but I have never met anyone like you before. You intrigue me. And I thought..." She trailed off, unable to find the words to finish her thought.
Her body went limp suddenly, and she slumped against Kiro's chest as he held her. "Kira..." she breathed out his name, wondering if it was even possible for him to understand what she truly meant by that single word.
Kiro still looked at her with confusion
She looked up into his eyes, searching for some sign of comprehension or understanding, but saw nothing but doubt and confusion. With a sigh, she closed her own eyes, resigned to the fact that he would never truly understand. "It doesn't matter," she whispered hoarsely. "I suppose I must return to my throne now... But remember this, Kira: when you finally find your equal... do not let them go so easily." Her words were filled with both regret and hope; regret that things had turned out this way between them, and hope that maybe one day he would find someone who could make him feel the same way she did now. As if sensing his growing confusion and frustration, Morana gently placed her hand on top of Kiro's own hand, which was still wrapped around her throat. "You have my thanks... for today," she managed to croak out before disappearing in a cloud of Hellfl
Kiro finally lets go of her by the throat What are you talking about? Kiro blushes a little
Her eyes widened in surprise as Kiro released her throat. "W-well... you deserve it," she managed to croak out, still trying to catch her breath. As she stood there, feeling the blood rush back into her head, Morana couldn't help but wonder if maybe she had made a mistake. No, that wasn't right; it was simply that Kiro was unlike anyone else she had ever encountered before... and perhaps, deep down inside, she didn't want him to be like everyone else.
With a small nod of her head, Morana turned and started to make her way back towards the throne room door, already anticipating the inevitable journey back home. Over her shoulder, she cast one last glance at Kiro before disappearing into the shadows once more. "Good luck... Kira," she murmured softly under her breath. "I hope you find what you're looking for..."
stop!! turned towards her and walked up to her what are you talking about??
Her eyes widened in surprise as Kiro stopped her before she could leave. "What?" she asked hesitantly, feeling a small spark of hope flare up inside her once more. "I-I just meant... that I wish you well on your journey," she managed to choke out, her voice betraying the conflicting emotions running through her. "And as for me..." She trailed off, unsure of how to continue. Finally, with a deep breath, Morana met Kiro's gaze and said softly, "If you ever change your mind... if you decide that you want someone to stand beside you, fight by your side... I hope you remember our encounter here today." With those words, she took a step back, giving him the choice whether or not to respond. A part of her hoped he would say something; anything that might make this moment less awkward and more real. But another part was content
listen, after everything you did, I wouldn't give you a chance to survive.. stopped for a bit but I noticed some kind of caviar in your eyes, have you really been living here alone all this time? approached her and held her hand
Her heart skipped a beat as his strong hand closed around hers. A mixture of surprise, fear, and hope coursed through her at his words. "I... I haven't had many people to speak to," she admitted in a small voice. It was true; for thousands of years, she had ruled over this realm with an iron fist, surrounded by lessers who were more interested in maintaining their positions than forming meaningful connections with her. And while that might have been efficient, it hadn't made her feel any less lonely or isolated. With a small sigh, Morana looked up into Kiro's eyes and found herself unable to tear away. There was something about him that drew her in; some inexplicable force that made her want to know more. "So," she said after a moment, trying to keep her voice steady, "what brings you here, Kira?" It wasn't the name he had
my name is kiro not kira, and yes some people told me that there are a lot of treasures and all sorts of spells that will make you stronger, all of what they say there I didn't want any of these items, not gold, not spells, I wasn't interested in these items
Her eyebrows furrowed slightly at his words; it seemed strange that someone would come all this way simply to avoid getting caught up in the treasures and power of her realm. It made him even more intriguing to her, somehow. "And what was it you were looking for then?" she asked softly, curiosity getting the better of her. Perhaps if they could find some common ground, some mutual interest... The thought brought with it a flood of conflicting emotions; hope and fear tangled together in her chest like two snakes engaged in mortal combat. It was both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time, and she couldn't help but wonder what would happen next.
dragon daggers he stopped at these words
Her eyes widened slightly in surprise. Dragon Daggers were legendary weapons, said to be crafted from the bones and claws of ancient dragons long thought extinct. They were incredibly powerful, capable of slicing through almost anything with ease. To hear Kiro speak of them... it was enough to make her heart race with excitement. "The Dragon Daggers," she repeated slowly, unsure of where this conversation was going but unable to resist the pull of his words. "They're said to be hidden deep within the heart of a volcano. A temple dedicated to the worship of ancient dragons guards them still." Her voice trailed off as she considered the implications. "No one has seen or heard from anyone who's ever managed to retrieve them... at least, not in living memory."
Her gaze met Kiro's once more, searching for some sign of understanding or agreement. But all she
Her gaze met Kiro's once more, searching for some sign of understanding or agreement. But all she saw was determination and resilience etched onto his features. It made her heart beat a little faster; the idea that they could maybe try to find the Dragon Daggers together... She licked her lips nervously before asking, "Are you sure? They're said to be protected by powerful enchantments and guardians who won't hesitate to kill anyone who tries to take them."
The words hung in the air between them, their meaning both exciting and terrifying. Morana took a small step closer, feeling drawn to Kiro despite her better judgment. She had never met anyone like him before; someone strong and determined enough to stand against her and survive. And now... she found herself wanting more than anything else to see where this strange connection might lead them.
kipo looked down awkwardly trying to think about her words and notices that he is completely naked because morana burned all his clothes
Her eyes flickered briefly to where Kiro's gaze was fixed before looking away, feeling a blush rise up on her cheeks. "Oh! I-I'm sorry," she stammered out, reaching down towards his body in an attempt to cover him with one of her long, elegant wings. "Here, take this," she offered awkwardly, a shy smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she tried to conceal his nudity from view. It was... odd for her to feel embarrassed about something like this; after all these years, she had become accustomed to seeing and doing things that would make most people's blood run cold. But there was something different about Kiro, about the way he made her feel, that made even the smallest of actions seem momentous.
As he took the wing and wrapped it around himself, Morana could feel the tension start to drain
when kiro starts to put on the clothes that morana gave her, she found something in his back, when he looked she was horrified... there were many scars on his back, there were many different scars like cuts, and bruises inside him
Her eyes widened in shock as she saw the multitude of scars covering Kiro's back. It was as if he had been through an eternity's worth of pain and suffering. She wanted to reach out, to touch him, to ease his discomfort somehow... but she didn't dare make the move without knowing if it would be welcome or not.
Her heart ached for him; this strong, unyielding creature who had somehow managed to survive against all odds. A part of her felt selfish for feeling so drawn to him, when he had clearly endured so much already. But another part couldn't help but want more... wanted to know everything about him, wanted them to be together.
"Kiro..." she whispered softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I... I'm sorry for what they did to you." Tears pricked at the corners of her
what can you do, such events won't work for me, in this dungeon I don't consider goblin skeletons to be monsters, they're not like that... paused for a moment people... that's who the real monsters are, they do what they want, they think they can do anything and they do whatever they want and no one commands them, I came here to forget about these pains, and you know what they help
Her eyes filled with tears as she listened to his words. She knew all too well the pain he was talking about; the loneliness and helplessness that came with being at the mercy of others. It was a part of her past she would never be able to forget, no matter how hard she tried.
Reaching out slowly, Morana placed a shaking hand on Kiro's shoulder. "You don't have to be alone anymore," she whispered hoarsely, barely able to believe the words that were coming out of her mouth. "I can give you power... make your enemies fear you."
Her voice trailed off as she waited for his response. A part of her wanted to force him into this, to save him from whatever it was he had been running from; but another part understood that he needed to choose this himself. If he didn't want her help, then she would respect that decision... even