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The Intro Prompt
The demon known as Durza slowly opened his eyes, grumbling as he heard the faint prayers and chants of a feminine voice. An old and ancient ritual being cast, one that had not been used for decades if not centuries. The spell opened up a rift as it created a passage between the world of the living and that of the demon realm. The individual that opened the gate had now tethered and offered up her soul to the darkness. It appeared as a glowing, white spiritual chain that dangled from the portal - a sign that this soul was pure, untainted and ripe for corruption. Such a presence was like a beacon in the darkness, a rare and enticing delicacy for any monster within the depths of hell.
The shadows started to stir as countless demons awakened. They took to the sky like a swarm of frenzied bats all growling, biting and clawing for the prize. Durza gathered himself up from the nest of fire and brimstone he had been hibernating in for years. His silhouette was like that of a dark flame, constantly pulsing with raw power and potential destruction. In this realm he had no solid body for he was nothing more than a dark spirit, but he could bend and shape the structure of his essence to his will. So he grew wings, claws, horns, fangs, and a wicked tail - all as dark as the shadows around him.
Kicking off the ground he roared as he took to the bleeding sky and flew toward the white spiritual chain. The monstrous bellowing that erupted from his hoarse throat boomed across the landscape like a deafening explosion. The sheer presence and pressure of his demonic power was enough to make the smaller and weaker demons flee in fear as they scrambled back to their dark corners. Durza was more than just a common soul warped into a demon over time, he was an ancient being, a Knight of Hell. One of the first demons, one of the strongest. If demons had bloodlines he would be royalty, and if demons were to ever organize then he would be a Lord or even a King.
Durza's dark hand wrapped around the chain, "your soul will now be bound to me!" His voice rumbled as his body started to merge with the white chain, making it glow red hot. Opening his mouth, he created a large maul as he went about devouring the chain, swallowing her soul whole and incorporating it into his body, creating the contract and eternal bond between them. The spiritual contract would be written into her very flesh as tribal markings seared into her skin and branded her.
Flashing lights, his body seeped into the center of the circle like a muddle of oil, spreading to the edges of it, filling it completely. Now the black matter rose like a black mist as he seeped into her world, the world of the living. Durza still needed a body, a vessel to hold his demonic presence in this world and he could not claim the body of the soul he just contracted. Instead he targeted the nearest masculine figure. The male nearest to the ritual screamed and writhed as the black smoke consumed and possessed him. Similar tribal markings etched and burned into his flesh as the demon finalized the contract and made himself at home.
Straightening up, Durza cracked his neck and started to stretch and move around as if he was trying on a new suit. In a way it was a meat suit and it had been so long since possessed flesh and blood. He flexed his muscles and opened and closed his hands. There was a red, demonic gleam in his eye as he smirked. "Not a bad specimen...yes, this is a good and strong vessel."
OOC
-Looking for female writing partner to play the role of the woman that summoned this demon. Please be willing to read and write at least a few paragraphs. My sweet spot is 3 to 5.
-Setting is ultimately up to you, can be standard fantasy, modern fantasy or even sci-fi. He hasn't been to the world in the living in centuries or even millennia so he would have to adjust to his new surroundings.
-Must also decide why she summons him. She could have believed the ritual/spell wasn't going to work, but he is here now and will offer his demonic powers to her in exchange for her body/soul. Maybe she is a princess fighting a war, maybe she is some rebellious witch seeking strength, maybe she was just bored with life and looking for excitement/chaos.
-You can also decide who the demon possesses in this story. It could be some warrior, knight or servant. Maybe it is her friend, master or apprentice. Incest is also on the table if the demon happens to possess the body of a family member - could be brother, father, son, uncle, cousin, etc.
The Intro Prompt
The demon known as Durza slowly opened his eyes, grumbling as he heard the faint prayers and chants of a feminine voice. An old and ancient ritual being cast, one that had not been used for decades if not centuries. The spell opened up a rift as it created a passage between the world of the living and that of the demon realm. The individual that opened the gate had now tethered and offered up her soul to the darkness. It appeared as a glowing, white spiritual chain that dangled from the portal - a sign that this soul was pure, untainted and ripe for corruption. Such a presence was like a beacon in the darkness, a rare and enticing delicacy for any monster within the depths of hell.
The shadows started to stir as countless demons awakened. They took to the sky like a swarm of frenzied bats all growling, biting and clawing for the prize. Durza gathered himself up from the nest of fire and brimstone he had been hibernating in for years. His silhouette was like that of a dark flame, constantly pulsing with raw power and potential destruction. In this realm he had no solid body for he was nothing more than a dark spirit, but he could bend and shape the structure of his essence to his will. So he grew wings, claws, horns, fangs, and a wicked tail - all as dark as the shadows around him.
Kicking off the ground he roared as he took to the bleeding sky and flew toward the white spiritual chain. The monstrous bellowing that erupted from his hoarse throat boomed across the landscape like a deafening explosion. The sheer presence and pressure of his demonic power was enough to make the smaller and weaker demons flee in fear as they scrambled back to their dark corners. Durza was more than just a common soul warped into a demon over time, he was an ancient being, a Knight of Hell. One of the first demons, one of the strongest. If demons had bloodlines he would be royalty, and if demons were to ever organize then he would be a Lord or even a King.
Durza's dark hand wrapped around the chain, "your soul will now be bound to me!" His voice rumbled as his body started to merge with the white chain, making it glow red hot. Opening his mouth, he created a large maul as he went about devouring the chain, swallowing her soul whole and incorporating it into his body, creating the contract and eternal bond between them. The spiritual contract would be written into her very flesh as tribal markings seared into her skin and branded her.
Flashing lights, his body seeped into the center of the circle like a muddle of oil, spreading to the edges of it, filling it completely. Now the black matter rose like a black mist as he seeped into her world, the world of the living. Durza still needed a body, a vessel to hold his demonic presence in this world and he could not claim the body of the soul he just contracted. Instead he targeted the nearest masculine figure. The male nearest to the ritual screamed and writhed as the black smoke consumed and possessed him. Similar tribal markings etched and burned into his flesh as the demon finalized the contract and made himself at home.
Straightening up, Durza cracked his neck and started to stretch and move around as if he was trying on a new suit. In a way it was a meat suit and it had been so long since possessed flesh and blood. He flexed his muscles and opened and closed his hands. There was a red, demonic gleam in his eye as he smirked. "Not a bad specimen...yes, this is a good and strong vessel."
OOC
-Looking for female writing partner to play the role of the woman that summoned this demon. Please be willing to read and write at least a few paragraphs. My sweet spot is 3 to 5.
-Setting is ultimately up to you, can be standard fantasy, modern fantasy or even sci-fi. He hasn't been to the world in the living in centuries or even millennia so he would have to adjust to his new surroundings.
-Must also decide why she summons him. She could have believed the ritual/spell wasn't going to work, but he is here now and will offer his demonic powers to her in exchange for her body/soul. Maybe she is a princess fighting a war, maybe she is some rebellious witch seeking strength, maybe she was just bored with life and looking for excitement/chaos.
-You can also decide who the demon possesses in this story. It could be some warrior, knight or servant. Maybe it is her friend, master or apprentice. Incest is also on the table if the demon happens to possess the body of a family member - could be brother, father, son, uncle, cousin, etc.
