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Mayu

Ghost Of Who I Was
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It was said before the birth of man that demons had lived before anyone else on earth. Demons were able to run around, able to do anything, take what they wanted. But it wasn't until humanity came to exist. After a while the humans knew demons were living there. Demons were sealed away to a very dark place, hell was what they called it. It was one thousand years later that a special girl was brought into the world. Another myth was of a baby pure of heart, not touched by the malice of hate. It was this that the demons knew, if the baby was raised with a pure heart they would be a hunter, a hunter that goes after un pure things, but if a demon gets hold of her, the demon king would take her, gain her willing trust and have a baby with her and if that baby is born, humanity is damned.

The year was 2020 and the Kingdom Of Pandora a king paced back and forth, hoping the girl could help them, she was a kind person. But pretty soon a figure is seen outside and soon a knock was heard, it was delicate so of course it wasn't a mans knock, since a womans touch was a lot more gentle. The king told her to come in, she bowed and talked about some people magically being sick, and the death rate was very high as well. She stood up and headed out but the king stopped her and asked what her name was. No one ever wanted to know her name until now.

"My name Is Melody Conner" Her name rang in the kings ears and that was it, shutting the door her journey was coming right in front of her. Melody was 19 and very kind hearted, no one one could turn her into something she wasn't, or could be. A sigh heard as she sat down and relaxed, under a tree, wondering what was going to happen this very day.

(OOC: I need someone to play the Human King and Demon King, human and demon king are very important so I hope to find active people, other people can join as well.)

Update: I have a Demon King and need a Human King
 
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The earth rumbled with the fury of its depths, the dark reaches of hell roling in turmoil. The rage, so deep and terrifying, reached across the many layers of the abyss that housed so many of the darkest, most vile creatures. At the peek of Mount Drakus, named for the immortal leige of all Demonic kin, a massive palace stood, its twisted spires and blackened halls echoing the wrath of its keeper. Damien Drakus sat upon a throne of bone and blood, his sadistic, and wholly attractive form venting its daily mania.

A clawed gauntlet tore at the human bone that made up the arm of his throne, leaving deep gouges and bringing forth a rush of unnatural blood. "Why must I suffer this daily torment? It is but a simple request that I may bed a beauty so passionate, so supple...why must this wretched wasteland deny me my rightful mate?" Damien released a hoarse cry of agony that caused his servants to scatter; those who were not already perched under some rock or burrowing in some flaming pit of despair, seeking to prolong their eternal torture by some hand other then the Demon King.

"I'll not waste a day longer in these depths. To the surface for a mate." dark wings unfurled and Damien stood from the throne of blood and bone. Without further hesitation he was off, leaving behind Mount Drakus and flowing upon the current that would take him towards the world of mortals. A sinister smirk formed at his lips, for he knew he would be satisfied.
 
A darkly clad figure stood in the darkness of the shadows within the fiery bowels of Hell, there was nothing holy about this figure whatsoever. There was intense evil that radiated off from his body, the figure was known as Nagrul, even through his black cloak other demons could tell that this demon was strong due to his muscular figure. He did not care for the other demons that dwelled within the bowels of Hell, he cared for two things and two things only, women and violence, Nagrul was a seducer by all means, and a killer as well. If one was not careful Nagrul would have that person whose guard was down dead within two seconds, all he had to do was plunge his talons through his unsuspecting victim's back and that would be the end of it, the demon though was seeking one thing, companionship. He did not know where to go though. Nagrul was considered one of the best demonic assasins in Hell, he served his King well, the demon would give anything for the fresh spill of blood, he did not care whose it was as long as he was the one that was doing the killing, and then there would be the time for the seduction of many women that he would come into contact with. He must consult with his King now, Nagrul spread out his large bat-like wings and flew out towards the castle where his King dwelled.
 
OOC:
You are going to want to talk to Mayu about entering. She has a plan as to how things will go and I am not certain she wanted more demons involved.
 
(OOC: Its ok actually, humans and demons are needed welcome :) )

Melody was at peace in the Pandora kingdom, everyone thought Melody was a very gentle young woman. When people knew of her powers everyone thought she was a witch, the only person that cared for her was the king. Because of him calling her daughter or Mel others respected her and stopped being fearful of her. Melody was the kingdoms healer she could heal all wounds no matter what it is. She was out for a walk, she was a kind girl who
loved nature, anything to do with nature was great, walking down the wood path, she hummed to herself, seeing a wounded deer she knelt down healing the deers wound, but she turned her head. Hearing something, she slowly stood up.

"Who's There"
 
The deer, freshly healed, lept to its feet and dashed off without further accord. It was unable to voice its thanks to the healing hands of the beautiful girl but it was in no position to try. A dark aura was near and all it could do to control itself was to flee, and flee fast.

Damien broke through the surface world with as little sound as a stream flowing over crystaline stones in a most sublime forest. He was master of his domain and quite powerful, though here he was limited, and discression is the better part of valor. In the abyss he could crush whole souls with but a thought, up here he would be forced to remove his bloody blade from its scabbard to inflict great pain upon an enemy.

Of course he was quite attuned with dark magics, to which he made great use of now. As he hurled through the last of the earth and smashed through the surface a silence spell obscured much of the destruction from those for miles around. Not but a slight snapping of branches breaking could be heard, and the Demon King was within the mortal plane.

His black wings folded into his back and vanished, the horns on his head receded into his skull, what was once monstrous now took on a very human visage. Damien was astonishingly handsome in this guise and would be the objet of many hearts desires as he walked with man.

He pulled his dark cloak about him to fend off as the first bit of the surface world chill took hold of his limbs. He cast a silent spell about him to make comfort of his stay while he sought of his mate.

He walked for about a mile before the innocent scent of humanity breached his nostrils. A female, pure and sweet was in the area. He ducked between some branches and peered through with hawk-like intensity. There, before him, stood the most beautiful mortal he had ever laid eyes upon.

"So pure...so supple..." he licked his lips in anticipation.

As much as he wished to take her right then, part of him felt the need to court her. Mortality was but a glimpse of life to the Incubus, and those who were bound to a mortal shell would pass in the blink of an eye. He would have to enjoy this one before she was gone, a corpse left for the worms and maggots to infest.

He broke through the first bit of trees to let her see him. Blackened armor and blade at his side.

"Hello my dear..." his voice as musical as the elves, yet containing a harsh quality that proved his position above normal men.
 
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Nagrul arrived at the castle, sensing something in the air, he did not know what it was, his urges have been overwhelming. He wanted a woman so bad, but he was a demonic assasin, there was no need for passion or love, demons were not meant for love, though but sometimes he found himself caring for the mortal women that he would seduce. He wondered what it was like on the mortal world, he has not been there for many years now. Nagrul would rather stick close to home but how else was he to seduce the women? Instead of seeing the King, Nagrul would enter the realm of mortals in guise as a young man, Nagrul was pretty good at shapeshifting, it was one of his natural demonic powers that he used when he infiltrated enemy territories so that he could kill the chosen targets that he was sent to slaughter in the first place. Nagrul opened a doorway that led to the Earth plane, when he entered he felt a power was being used, a witch's power. Nagrul was already in disguise and was looking around trying to find the source of where the one that was using the power was coming from. He saw a deer frollic in the woods that he now stood in, Nagrul was still in his black robes.
 
The silence was eerie, her heart almost stopped she heard the tree twigs, but there was no other sound. She backed a few feet away, until she saw a black figure. She looked seeing a man, he was rather handsome, she looked him up and down for a moment, her heart started to beat again. She smiled some. "Oh Im sorry I hope I haven't disturbed you" She bowed her head a little bit. She sighed a little, having no idea he was a demon, her eyes locked onto his eyes, she couldn't help but wonder who he was, at least to get a name would be nice. Everything seemed to be so silent, she broke her gaze on him and looked around, then right back to him.
 
Nagrul saw the two figures ahead of him, they did not seem to notice him, the male figure was definitely his King, the demonic assasin wondered what he would be doing here, probably the same thing that he was here for, to seduce a woman. Nagrul thought he would have a little fun by playing mind games with the woman making her see double. Nagrul focused his dark and chaotic energy on the woman's mind, making her not only see double but more sensuous, more arousing and not merely interested in the man that stood before her. It was not like Nagrul to be playing these games though but he was entitled to a little fun here and there, no matter how sinister that fun could be.
 
A smirk played upon his lips as his eyes devoured her body and soul. She was a stunning specimen, worthy of his every desire. A sudden intrusion snapped him from his reverie. Demonic senses tingling he could feel the presense of one of his own on the mortal plane. Mastering himself he did his best not to reveal his reaction to the girl and sent a telepathic message to Nagrul.

"You...this mortal is mine. There are much more sheep within these woods to taste...watch if you must but do not touch this one." his message was clear

Meanwhile the innocence of this girl was astounding. He could feel her purity as it swelled from her breast and radiated throughout. The stench of her healing spell was most disturbing, but it added further to the temptation. To foul this purity would become his most proud conquest.

"You have not disturbed me...more so I am most humbled to be in the presense of such breathtaking beauty." he delivered a sweep of a bow.

"I am called Damien Drakus, master of a kingdom far from here. I would be most pleased if I were to have your name.

He stepped towards her with practiced movements. He had a regal stature and she could see clearly he must be of royalty.
 
The way he moved made her wonder a few things but pushed them away for now, there was no time for that, she titled her head to the side, hearing his name, a kingdom he said, he must have been a king. Or maybe a prince? She couldn't be sure, his name didn't sound familiar so she knew he had to be telling the truth.

"My name?" She said looking at him then down, she was never asked her name, his name sounded interesting but hers sounded to plain. "My name is Melody Conner, I live in the kingdom of Pandora, I guess I am no longer on Pandora's lands"
 
Nagrul patiently watched as his King conversed with this beautiful woman, he wondered if they would not mind if he joined them. Nagrul sent a telapathic message to his Dark Lord, "Sire, I am your most trusted assasin, would you mind if I joined you and this lovely mortal woman?"
 
"I too am no longer in my own kingdom, so I suppose this puts us on neutral ground." he took delight in the idea. If she was far from home she was without protection of whatever male suiters she must have. A beauty so stunning he believed she must have hundreds, if not thousands of men lining up to have a shot at her.

"I see you have a talent for the arts." he gestured towards the long gone deer. "There are none in my kingdom with the ability to heal. You are quite a pleasant change from my normal selection of potential brides." He tested her reaction with the last word to see how available she was. Though he saw no ring on her finger he must be sure that she was as pure as he assumed. Though the idea that this specimen was still a virgin seemed to lack any sensibility.

He tossed back his cloak to reveal more of his frame, the spell having eliminated the chill of the surface world.

Nagrul impeded his thoughts again, only this time in conversation. He bit his lip to control himself, having no interest in any distractions. A message was returned.

"You may come, but know that this flower is mine. She must have a flock of friends for the taking and you are to have your run at them. Show yourself if you wish but do not tread where my hand lies."
 
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Melody saw his frame, very good looking, she had to smile at herself, but when he said something about brides, she just smiled. "Must be nice to be wanted, people are to busy calling me a witch, not understanding me or my power" she sighed some, looking down for a moment then back at him.

"I am an untouched maiden who won't ever belong in this world" she placed her hands around herself looking at him. She didn't know why she said all that, she just shrugged her shoulders in her head and that was it, she watched how he seemed to look like he was concentrating. she wondered what he was thinking about if anything.
 
Her words seemed to satisfy him, as a his smirk returned, seemingly more genuine then before. Damien pushed his cloak aside as to step forward, closing the gap between them. He could smell her skin, the pleasant aroma of her sweat as it clinged to her frame, and he envied every drop.

"Untouched?" he clearly made it a question.

"How could that be? Your beauty is astounding. I can't imagine how a mortal man could possibly avoid the intoxicating sight before my eyes." he was very close now, so close that she could feel the warmth of his breath, see into the crystaline eyes of unthinkable blue. Impossibly blue.

He took this opportunity to walk around her, devouring her every curve with his hungry eyes. He grazed her shoulder with a dark gloved finger to test her.

"You would be a prize in my kingdom. So delicate...so pure." his voice was devoid of all malice and continued to carry a musical quality.
 
When she felt his touch she slowly looked at him, watching him, a kind smile seen on her face. Everything seemed to stop, she wasn't to sure what he was thinking. Looking up into his eyes she gave him a very sweet look. Her heart almost stopped. Something about him made him wonder a few things, back in her mind she had a feeling there was much more to him then what he was showing, but she wondered what it would be. She sighed a bit, closing her eyes she felt his breath on her skin.
 
He paused....looking her over she was only fueling the fire of his lust. What had been predetermined to be a noble courting was becoming too irresistable to pass, too beautiful to hesistate. He wanted her now and he was going to have her, by spell or other means. The Demon king decided at that moment to try his luck without the use of dark magics. All the more satisfying if she came willingly.

He cast aside his gloves to feel her flesh, trailing a finger lightly down her cheek and neck, lower past her shoulders. He looked into her eyes for a reaction, a slight smirk still upon his lips.

"Would I not be the most blessed to be the first to touch you..." his eyes moved to her breasts and his finger trailed lower to join.

"Have you not the burning desire to taste the pleasures of the flesh?"
 
She felt his warm skin against hers, listing to his voice, turned her on, feeling his warmth. "Ive wondered what its like but im to stubborn I guess, I share my body with someone I don't want to be just a sex toy for one night then never see the man again" She looked into his eyes. "I don't believe in one night stands" She sighed a bit.
 
He shook his head. "No...that would not suit a body so supple. A woman such as yourself would surely carve a deep impression in whomever you bestow that gift upon."

Damien lowered his head to place a gentle kiss upon her shoulder. He let his lips taste what he his body yearned for and a wave of pleasure generated from such a simple kiss. This girl certainly had a way of captivating a man, no less a demon.

He lifted his eyes to meet hers while his arms wrapped around her frame. He pulled her close as to feel her breasts agaist his chest. She felt perfect in his arms, the ideal female.

"Forgive me Melody but I must give in to these urges." his touch was gentle, yet firm. He brought a hand behind her head to usher it forward, metting her lips with a kiss full of passion.
 
She felt his body against hers, his arm against hers, she sighed happily, closing her eyes she felt his warm kiss on her shoulder. She couldn't help but want more. When she turned around she looked into his eyes, she listened to ever little word he said, his voice was seducing her, or maybe the fact she was a virgin that was doing this to her. When she felt him tilt her head up a bit she smiled when he kissed her, her eyes went wide, but soon she returned the kiss, sharing the equal passion.
 
Nagrul wanted to have a woman of some kind, he was a creature of intense rage and hatred, everything that he touched was dead. The environment around him began to change as he altered it with his mentality. It became darker than it was, the winds were strong. The trees began to turn a brownish color as Nagrul emerged from his hiding spot. He casually walked towards his king and his new acquaintance, she was indeed a beautiful mortal, but if she had seen what he really looked like the demon assassin wondered how her reaction would be, if it wasn't for this infernal disguise that he hid in there was no telling how much unholy damage he could have done.
 
Damien leaned her back with the kiss and brought his free hand up to her neck. He traced it lightly with his finger before bring it down towards her breast. As he explored her moouth with his tongue he squeezed her breast lustily. The hand behind her head grasped her hair tightly and he pulled her into an angle so he could kiss her neck. The other hand tore at her top to expose her flesh and he squeezed a nipple between two fingers.

He was conscious of the intrusion and sent a telepathic message to his loyal assassin.

"Remember my wishes. You will not touch this one. Search for another so that we may taste the most pleasurable of this land."

He then whispered to Melody. "Fall into the passion of it my dear..."
 
She felt her body against his, when he started to touch her she could hardly stand any more. She sighed some as he kissed and sucked her neck, his hand playing with her breasts, his whispers she felt herself being turned on so much she knew she was getting wet. "Take Me" She muttered, she looked into his eyes a smile on her face. She did know what she was saying.
 
"With pleasure..." he moved his hand down her chest and trailed and finger across her belly. He angled her head as to deliver another kiss, though much more forceful this time. Slowly Damien lowered her to the ground as his hand reached her thigh. He slowly trailed his fingers up her skirt to rub her wetness. He teased her for a short while before piercing her untouched treasure and he played her like an instrument. Gently at first he probed her, readying her for what was to come, all the while watching her for a reaction.
Soon his was pumping a finger into her and sucking on an inner thigh.
 
What in the name of god was she doing? she was doing this to someone she didn't know, she returned the kiss even tho it was much more forceful, her hand rested on the side of his face as she kissed him she moaned as she kissed him, but soon she felt his hand between her legs, she cried out feeling his fingers penetrate her, over and over she cried. "I want you inside me, I want everything before I cum!"
 
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