Through a Glass, Darkly (Delphina VS The Mysterium)

[Didos]

[ Music for Ambience ]

Between the lines of the cosmos, now rested. Far away even from what was further away across the stars and realms. Yes, it was a state that one sought to remain, far from the turmoil and insignificance of the material world. To at long last, rest and forget about the failures of the past, of what was lost and not achieved.
 
Of what his kind had once conquered, and lost.
  
However, even so far away, when he finally found something more to his existence... The mortals followed, in their endless pursuit of meaning for their pathetic and finite lives. Forcing actions to be taken, in this case: demons emerged again, spawns of the Lord of Change, sent to defend that castle, while their Creator responded to the one who called upon his name.
 

"Once I had a spawn that resembled me and my brother, in power, in deeds, and ideals. Once, I was briefly proud that my spawns were useful for something, different from other demons that never managed to do much. However, just like the Empire I forged in the midst of death, destruction and change.
 

This one ceased to exist.

  
In its place, a pathetic thing appeared. A worm. A vermin. A mascot of the mortals of Meranthe. A despicable being who is not even pure any longer, not like other demons. Something that degrades our name and makes me feel ashamed for having brought it into existence.
 

Na'ria.

You don't deserve my attention, the time I would spend dealing with you.

You don’t deserve anything.

Why would such a thing as yourself be trying to guide mortals, when they were the ones you once hunted. And eliminated so many.. As if they were dust that you needed to remove from your path.

  
Perhaps. You have changed, just as expected. But not towards perfection, but towards your own perdition. You exchanged what makes us demons superior, for a semblance of humanity, to resemble these disgusting things.. While trying to avoid the proper retribution to your actions.
 

Annoying. 

 

Disgusting..

  
Pitiful.

 
You disrespect me greatly, only because you still exist. Yet it also serves to demonstrates to me how far these mortals are willing to stride, to save their own lives, turning what once hunted them, consumed so many of them... Into a weapon for their own goals. Forgetting about all that they claim they fight for.
 
Indeed.. you became..

A toy.

A thing to be used.

Before discarded.

 

It's simply regrettable that you fell so low.

 
For this reason. Don't make me waste my time with you. This one is more precious focused on my studies, to achieve the true form of our people. If you really want my attention, destroy your own blade and regain some of the dignity you once had when you were a real demon.
 
Perhaps then, I will come to watch as you soul return to helheim.
  
Or, just await your undeniable end at the hand of those from Atrellaya, or any other of my kin around who desire to eat something such as yourself. Perhaps then, you shall be useful once more. Become something other than a glorified trophy for the remnants of Aphros."

  
 

Challenge Status:

  

Refused.

The Lord of Change will not waste his time with what is not even a demon any longer.