“Wake the hell up brother,” A demonic voice spoke aggressively, smacking his claw like hand against Irsires face. He instinctively jolted forward panting like he awakened from a dream, or was he awakened inside of one. Irsire rubbed his cheek as he sat up glaring intensely at the demon, he looked similar to how Irsire did when he was transformed. The red skin, glowing red eyes, and horns reminded Irsire of himself, although this demon sounded a bit older and was a tad shorter than Irsire. “Brother… Resire…I’m I dead?” He asked, Irsire finally began to know exactly where he was. Resire didn’t answer only pulled Irsire from the ground and walked with him, Resire’s face was blank no emotion drew from him once Irsire recognized him. As they walked along the empty plane toward the black tower that sat in the middle of the darkened world, Resire spoke “No, brother you are alive very much alive you are nowhere near death. Father wishes to see you, and no our brother’s do not know of your arrival so keep walking I shall leave you and father alone.” Resire patted his younger brother on the back and smiled, his pointed white teeth showed as he faded back into the darkness.
Father, why bring me here to speak? So many other ways to contact, but why here? Irsire’s thoughts were scattered as he walked through the barron world, there were no tree’s, no sun, no signs of life just a moonlit world signifying death. He drew closer to the tower, he stopped at the average sized double doors the handles were blackened skulls and the door itself was made of the skeletal structure of some creature. It’s how his father got his kicks, skinning and removing all the meat from a creature just to use its bones as décor for his home. Irsire opened the door casually and walked inside, the room was brightly lit unusual for his father’s place, and he loved dark spaces. Random assorted furniture was scattered around the room, sofas, chairs, desks, candle sticks, tables , and night stands were all over the place arranged in a way where its randomness looked like it had a purpose. Head’s of exotic creatures lined the walls the funniest was the unicorn head that sat upon his father’s grand chair. He paced forward rubbing the back of his head making his way towards the next door. “Sit and relax boy,” a voice called out to him appearing in the chair behind Irsire. He was dressed like an elegant Englishman top hat, monocle, and tuxedo. He was nearly identical to Irsire in looks, just taller and more muscular with a deep scar running down from above his brow down to his cheek. Before Irsire could respond his father shot him with a force of dark energy knocking him to a chair, “you take too long to answer me child,” He told Irsire with a grin.
“Why did you bring me here Asire,” Irsire was calm, collected and relaxed although being around his father usually put him on edge. “I can’t have quality time with you boy. It’s been 100 years since we last spoke , your brothers are all dull to talk to they have no life stories to share,” Asire responded with a joke removing his hat and pushing his long hair to the side. Irsire laughed at his father’s crude joke “Well they are all dead father, you can’t expect them to have anything great to talk about. I thought I was dead once I woke up here father,” Irsire responded, though they spoke as if they were on the same page Asire had much more in store for his younger son. “Ah speaking of that boy, it seems like I must remind you of who you were. Sit still, it will only hurt,” Asire grinned with sadist’s smile as Irsire’s head was pressed against the chair and black energy was pressed into his skull penetrating into his mind.
Irsire awoken once more, this time in the realm of demons the world in which he grew up. A young demon knight rode past him and into the village behind him, Irsire made his way into the direction of the village. He knew exactly where his was and what Asire did to him, opening memories of Irsire’s repressed past and showing it back to him like a premiere of a new action movie. Nearing the town, only screams were heard, young woman, children and men were slaughtered demons entered the village killing everything in sight, some wielded magic and burned the town to the ground. But at the center the same demon knight that he had seen riding into the town was rested on his knees. Blood dripped down his face and in front of him another knight stood his helm removed and his tomato red face grinning in satisfaction. With a swift motion the demon knight impaled the downed one through the chest with a black blade, the downed knight’s body twitched and then he rose removing the blade from his chest going on a rampage killing everything around him. “Stop… Stop... JUST STOP,” Irsire cried out as the killing continued. Soon everyone in the village was dead, and standing at the center were the two knights and finally they crossed blades after a brief exchange of words. At the end only one knight stood, and that knight was Irsire, his face covered in the blood of his victims and his eyes were as red as that blood.
Irsire closed his eyes and reopened them, he was back to where he sat in the chair sitting across from his father. Asire was surrounded by six knights whose armor resembled Irsire’s, they remained silent as Asire spoke “ You killed 1,548 innocent people that day, demons, dark elf’s , avions and so on. That memory was your first real awakening, you were a child compared to your brothers they treated you as if you were trash. You could never fully let go, you could never fully transform and that day he decided if you were worth the name of “sire”. Oh my son you proved that and more, you proved what kind of monster you really were after all of that you killed your eldest brother. It was one hell of a fight but that day you were the bigger monster, the bigger killer and the stronger demon. You stopped the rouge knight that went on a rampage right? You earned your place as knight of the demon king right? You became a mass murder on that day and you hide it. You are more of a coward than the one who started that killing. STOP HIDING WHO YOU ARE, IRSIRE XION! YOU ARE A DEMON, A MURDER, ,A FIGHTER, AND A SURVIVOR START FUCKING ACTING LIKE ONE. The next time you come here my son, you will be dead and I’ll harvest your soul like the souls of your brothers. No excuses, I know Disire holds the other half of your soul I know every single action you make son. Awaken who you really are, or one day you will pay the price, and the second soul you have will not save you. You’ve beaten me once but I bet you couldn't even hold a blade against me,” Asire finished his rant, and stood extending his hand out to Irsire. Irsire couldn't speak his head was wrapped up in all he would need to say in retort to his father, but at the same time he didn’t want to formulate a response. He took what was necessary from Asire’s speech and embraced his father roughly, blood red tears dripping down his face “Although you were never there, I looked to you for acceptance father. I was the weakest, the shortest, and I had nothing that made me as impressive as my brothers. I worked for your attention, and when I seemed to get it you turned away and now I still cannot see what makes me better than my brothers. I will become the bigger monster, and I will bring back a head to mount on your wall father,” Asire smiled and hugged his son back lightly punching him in the back “Now my boy wake up,” his father told him as he let go , Irsire responded simply “I love you daddy dearest.” The six knights that sat behind Asire stood and saluted lifting their blades and thrusting them into the floor in front of them, placing one hand on the hilt of the sword and the other against their heart “Fa, Di , Re, La, Lu, Le,” they sung in harmony. Irsire then finished the hum “Ir, goodbye my brothers I love you all.”
His soul began to fade from that world returning to his broken body upon Fume’s back, the bloody red tears still running down his face. If Mhisty or Renth still held onto the black orbs he gave them, the experience that he had was shared with the two. If they tuned in to listen was up to them but it was there to be heard.
((OOC: If you want I can cut this into four different post's and post it like that encase it annoys any one.))
