( A comic of Godbox!SMG3 & Nova possession origins. )
The scene was quite ugly. Blood and ichor splattered onto the concrete floors, and two beings collapsed and heaving for air on either side. One of them, SMG3, noticed a severe tear in the inside of his wing. He attempted to cover this, but winced at the feeling. He looked upon his opponent, her most eye-attracting qualities being her angel-like wings and her outfit, were dirtied with golden blood, and blood that wasn't hers.
Nova, the Concept of Creativity herself, held her gaze of disgust as she examined him the same way he examined her. Directly noting all of his weak points. She detested the piercing silence between the two. "Not so high and mighty now huh?" The Concept reveled in the fact that a vessel of the Godbox itself could be weakened by her. She thought he would last longer.
"You little--" The sound of her voice alone irritated SMG3 to no end. He clenched his hands, attempting to get up, but his legs felt like gelatin. "--bitch." He finished, his voice tainted by the impact of falling back onto the hard ground.
"You're pathetic." The Concept of Creativity spat, the smile in her voice dissipating. She struggled, but eventually managed to stand on her own two feet. Nova let out a degrading chuckle, picking up her staff from the rubble, and pressing the tip against the vessel's throat. SMG3 choked in response, his hands reaching for the base of the staff. "You should be the--" SMG3 gasped for air. "--last person talking about being pathetic. You think I don't know anything about you? Nova, you destroyed lives, killed millions, ended solar systems, you are pathetic."
"An honest sinner 'till I die. Which is never." She responded, thrusting the tip of the staff into his throat, not enough to kill SMG3, but to cut off air circulation. "But, what's the harm if I don't mind? We had a deal, SMG3. You don't back away from a deal." The staff against his throat was now beginning to truly affect SMG3. He gasped for air again, yet he refused to ask for mercy.
Nova hissed at his defiance, and reached in to grab SMG3 by the throat and hang him in the air like a lost sock. "You coward! You promised me power, and I'm not giving that up." She could feel the golden blood drip down her nose, and it drove her all the more insane. SMG3 couldn't even speak anymore, and out of unrecognized fear, reluctantly listened to what she said. He hesitantly reached down to Nova's gemstone on her chest, the star-shaped crystal that held her soul.
SMG3's hand grazed the surface of the crystal before allowing himself to be swallowed by the emptiness that was Nova's body. After a few moments of terrifying silence, SMG3 found himself in his vessel's body. He felt an unyielding flow of a river slosh below his knees. Suddenly, the vessel corrupt SMG3 with a rush of memories that weren't his, but were Nova's.
He saw a reflection in the star-shined river, and found himself in a ..celestial court.
The court’s silence was pierced by the sudden sound of a door opening. The judges eyes fixated on the intruder, the glass walls reflecting off of her decorative shining stars. She came in a rush, her facial expressions showing nothing but pure rage. Her teeth gritted, wings fluttered and fluffed up, and her hands begged to punch something. “What the hell?!” She shouted. The sound seemed to resonate throughout the room, the echo drowned by her heavy breathing.
“What brings you here, Creativity?” A being questioned.
“Don’t call me that– My name is Nova. And you know real well why I’m here!” The intruder continued to yell. “Why would you go through my personal space?! Do you have any idea what you’ve done, Reality?!” She huffed.
Reality gave a quick answer. “What I’ve done? Do you know what you’ve done? You betrayed our moral code. You know that we Concepts do not get along with mortals.”
“You mean–.. Nevermind. Humans aren’t even that bad? Why don’t you get out of your protective little shell of yours and actually try to get along?! It’s practically your fault we’ve been at war with humans for eons!”
Reality lightly gripped the surface of the desk in vexation. “What war? The war that humans are foolish enough to think that we don’t exist?”
Nova could feel the rage burning up inside her. “Maybe it’s better to be human then whatever the hell we are!” Those words hung in the air, the rest of the council not knowing how to respond to such an insulting statement. The only sound in the court was Nova’s huffing, yet eventually even she realized the weight of her words. Nova’s eyes darted around the room, eyeing each and every other Concept there, waiting for something. A reaction, an eye twitch, something.
“How dare you!” Another concept yelled, his hands gripping on his own desk. His teeth gritted against each other. “You are lucky that I, as a mother, as the Concept of Creation himself, have treated you so well! How dare you say something so vile towards your own creator!”
“Ugh, Mom! Now’s not the time!” Nova barked back. Her wings fluttered as she groaned. She refocused on her topic and continued. “This council has treated us Mixed-Concepts like toys for you to use! With all this, maybe being human doesn’t sound so bad.”
Reality tapped their fingers on the desk, a slight look of frustration could be seen, despite them being faceless. As the concept continued to think of solutions of how to find a resolution to the dispute, they had an idea. “Are you sure that’s what you want?” The concept questioned. “I could accomplish that, for a small price, of course.”
Nova was taken aback. She did not expect such a request. Allowing this to happen could refute their claims that humans are simply just monsters. Yet, her pride as a concept would be shattered within an instant. She would feel.. pain.
“..Do it. Make me human.” Nova demanded, her wings folded against her back. Despite the demand, she could feel herself getting uneasy. Her hands began to tremble, and her eyes flickered from concept to concept. She mumbled under her breath, immediately regretting her decision.
“Hey! You can’t just do that to one of my creations! I poured my heart and soul into that!” Creation snapped back. The two concepts then began to argue back and forth, their arguing filling the court with dispute.
Suddenly, the Concept of Destruction butted in. “You two! Stop arguing! You’re both major Concepts so act like it. Don’t be so foolish.”
The two argumentative concepts stopped their bickering. They gave each other harsh looks, but didn’t say anything more. “If she wants to be human then let her. It’s her own choice. Plus, she’s the one suffering, not us.”
The Concept of Reality chittered, letting out a low sigh. “Alright. It’s her choice.” The concept waved their hand magic twinkling through their fingers. Nova braced herself, expecting a plethora of weirdness. For a moment, she was confused, for she didn’t feel anything. Then, all of a sudden, she felt a jolt of pain throughout her body. Nova collapsed to the floor, letting out a soft cry. Glistening tears rolled down her star-freckled cheeks as the agony spread throughout her skin. She felt a thick liquid thrashing in her throat, threatening to spill out of her open mouth. The liquid spread throughout her body, and she concluded what the liquid could have been; blood.
After what felt like eons, Nova’s suffering was no more. She vomited a gold liquid, which now resembled her blood. She could feel the aftermath of the pain, and it was such a strange sensation for someone who couldn’t feel anything. Her wings flicked. She didn’t look any different, but that was a stark contrast to the immense turmoil of discomfort and soreness she felt in her newly instituted stomach.
. . .
SMG3 was taken aback. He didn't expect anything like this. His lips, or rather, Nova's lips quivered. He blinked, and now the river was gone, and his own body was gone. He looked at what was supposed to be his hands, but now were white star-speckled pitch black claws and the red bonds that had haunted him for what felt like centuries.
What had he gotten himself into?
( @grinnames for you cuz i left that piece of lore with no explanation 😋)
( @3nvymist cuz i know you'd die to read this ;-; )
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