Setting
INK
The smell of blood, of weakness, emanated from the giggling creature. Pitiful, was the word to describe it, but the blood it offered was too much, and its own mind felt to much like the Void. Behind the veil, the maw began to grow, dozens of knife-like teeth appeared. Before he could speak, the shadows tore off the veil, revealing row upon row of sharp teeth. "You desire me, even though you had rejected me?" Black ichor slowly pooled beneath him, making its way to the giggler. "You denied me the energy I needed, but still, you want to be fed?" The ichor carefully wrapped itself around the waist of the creature, then started burrowing itself deep into the creature's flesh. "I will give you your desire, after you know." The maw opened wider, and swallowed it whole.
Shadows. Crimson rain. Fire. Passion. Desire. Rage. HATRED. The Void contains all these things, and so much more. Would you still desire me and mine, after you know the dangers of it all? Don't answer, it is already known. A voice whispered into the giggler's ear, it tried to soothe the worries within the insanity that made up such a creature. Do you know what it is to lose yourself within the Void? You would be considered sane among the others, a light chuckle filled the space around it, It feels of home, doesn't it? The question felt somber, bordering sorrow, but before another word could be spoken, pure darkness began to bore their way deep into the giggler's body. Desire. Sanity. Fear. Death. Life. REBIRTH. Will you still accept the changes within, after the pain begins to grow?
The shadows slowly receded, leaving a content Catalyst to stand with an air of satisfaction over the giggler. "You have what you desire. Embrace it, deny it, it will not matter. It is a part of you now, just as you are of me." Shadows engulfed his arms, then, as he enacted the shadows within the creature, enhancing its strength for only a few moments, then released the energy.
Shadows. Crimson rain. Fire. Passion. Desire. Rage. HATRED. The Void contains all these things, and so much more. Would you still desire me and mine, after you know the dangers of it all? Don't answer, it is already known. A voice whispered into the giggler's ear, it tried to soothe the worries within the insanity that made up such a creature. Do you know what it is to lose yourself within the Void? You would be considered sane among the others, a light chuckle filled the space around it, It feels of home, doesn't it? The question felt somber, bordering sorrow, but before another word could be spoken, pure darkness began to bore their way deep into the giggler's body. Desire. Sanity. Fear. Death. Life. REBIRTH. Will you still accept the changes within, after the pain begins to grow?
The shadows slowly receded, leaving a content Catalyst to stand with an air of satisfaction over the giggler. "You have what you desire. Embrace it, deny it, it will not matter. It is a part of you now, just as you are of me." Shadows engulfed his arms, then, as he enacted the shadows within the creature, enhancing its strength for only a few moments, then released the energy.