An independent RP blog for Akemi Asami, the daughter of a Goddess variant of Akemi Homura, and the Goddess Kaname Madoka- the latter having been corrupted horribly by a demon variant of the former, during her pregnancy, leading to her child being raised by said demon. Tracking 'ignisdaemonis' Please note that as this is a sideblog, I will be unable to follow back or ask questions.
Sighing as if this had happened thousands of times before, Kyo pushed themself away from the wall and, crossing their arms, squinted at the demon in front of them.
"Was that really necessary? Now the whole damn mountainsides gonna be smooth."
Asami gave a smug smirk before floating around the other, one hand going to her chin as she took in the sight of them.
"Now that I've got you away from that, entertain me! Do something as stupid as you lot normally are. Try to fight me while yelling about justice, maybe."
"Why don’cha go fuck off inta the sunset an’ leave me alone? I’m busy, a’right? If my hands weren’t occupied, I’d beat yer ass m’self, but frankly, climbin’ rocks s’more important than you."
"Fucking with you is pretty much the best thing I've got to do right now, so how about... this?"
She raised her hand, then, a jet of super-hot flame bursting from her palm and crashing into the rock above Kyo-- easily melting it down into nothing but quickly created magma.
Asami grumbled, as she continued down the dark alleyway of Mitakihara city, golden eyes sweeping the ground at her feet as she approached the Witch's barrier. She hated it- hated that she was forced to do something so utterly meaningless as kill a Witch to save some random people who would just die in a few years either way.
But, it had been her mother's duty, now passed on to her- she had little choice, here and now.
She paused suddenly, as a raspy male voice called out from behind her, shifting her weight slowly and deliberately to glance at the figure.
"Stop where you are, girl! Give me all your money!"
He was young. Couldn't be older than seventeen, with greasy black hair just barely framing watery turquoise eyes. He was shakily clutching a long knife in pale, sweaty hands as he glanced at her, a fair measure of fear evident on his youthful features.
She could tell from a glance that he was just some kid that had gotten over his head- maybe got a girl pregnant and needed some money, maybe got mixed up in the Yakuza or something.
But, either way, he'd went after the wrong girl. She couldn't just let him do something like that- not to a Goddess like her.
"Hmm... I don't think so."
She would turn towards the other, a sadistic smile spreading across her round face as she stepped towards the other, and watched him back away with the knife held up and pointed directly at her chest.
"S-stay back! I'll use it!"
"See, that's the thing. You're putting all your faith in half a foot of steel that you've probably never even used before- You have no clue what it's like to be strong. You have no clue what you put yourself against."
A wall of fire burst up behind the man, even as she spoke, still advancing on him.
"N-no! How did you do that? Let me go!"
"You put yourself in this situation, didn't you? You decided to attack some girl who looked like she couldn't fight back? It's time you met your fate for that mistake."
And so Asami held up her hand, crackling flames dancing about her fist.. And she launched the flames towards the man who'd attacked her.
The man shrieked, as the flames collided forcefully with his chest, quickly scorching his skin and melting the fat held there.
He collapsed in a heap, scurrying further away from his assailant, until he felt the heat of her trap against his head and back. And still the demon approached, flame burning along her limbs and spreading out onto the places where she had stepped.
He held up his knife against her, once more, his breath coming in quick, pained gasps, even as she brought yet more flame down to consume the hands that held the knife- leaving molten steel to drip onto his lap, and little more than the skeleton of his digits.
She listened to his screams, for a moment, before lifting him by his throat- strong hands clenching, cutting off what little oxygen he was able to get into his body- and slamming him against the brick wall to her left, flames licking hungrily at his neck and even up to his mouth and eyes.
"You understand what you've done, don't you? And I want you to tell everyone, no matter where you end up when I'm done- to fear me. To fear Akemi Asami, the union of Goddess and demon!"
The flames roared, burning away at his skin and cooking his flesh and organs- his skin soon bursting open under the pressure of the intense, all consuming heat, even as the Goddess strangled the air from his burning lungs.
And then Asami was holding nothing more than a blackened corpse, bones bleached white from the heat of her flames showing through in some places.
She threw the body to the ground, eyes glaring at the broken form before her, and let her flames wash over the corpse once more- until there was nothing more than that skeleton left, resting in a puddle of melted fat, skin, and flesh.
And she continued on her way, looking up at the barrier of the Witch before stepping inside...
“I can beat anyone! Whether they be survivors, hounds, beasts, monsters, giant cyclopean deer monsters, magical girls, vampires, gods, devils, demons, witches, sorcerers, assassins, freaks, mutants, mercenaries, sugar canes, buckets of molasses, cops, criminals, architects, inspectors, critics, artists, musicians, loners, socialites, CEOs, communists, dictators, royalty, officials, military, preachers, or anything else! I’m better than any of them! Absolutely better! See, it’s because I’m so dapper, it isn’t an opinion, it’s a fact of life! What now, pal? What now?”
A flash of golden light would pulse behind the demon, as he finished speaking, An intense heat radiated out from that space, then, and a power likely quite familiar to the demon- that of the Goddesses, Akemi Homura and Kaname Madoka, overlaid with the power of the demonic variant of the prior.
"I've been watching you, and I need to say you're full of shit. You think you're so dapper,but that doesn't mean anything. You've never held power. Not actual power, power that you were born with or power that you needed to work for. I can tell by the way you look around- You're just some megalomaniac who got power through some shitty ritual."
A wicked grin spread across the dark Goddess's face, moving the eyes that were oh so similar to the personification of Hope's in a way that would be sickening to any who had ever known her.
"I want to wipe that fucking smile off your face."
"I knew you were stubborn, but I didn’ think that you were so fucking stupid.”
They don’t flinch as Asami attempted to intimidate them, instead they crossed their arms and looked at the Goddess with an almost uncharacteristic coolness in their gaze.
"Don’cha know the basic rules a’ reincarnation? I told ya, that shit cycles. Chances are your moms’re bein’ reborn as goats ‘r somethin’."
The Goddess threw the ball of white fire she was holding in one hand roughly at the other.
"Shut up! You're wrong- I KNOW you're wrong! She must still be out there somewhere!"
The air around the Goddess was starting to shimmer with the amount of heat she was giving off- a clear, physical sign of the anger she was feeling. She KNEW this one was wrong... And she would prove it, no matter what.
"A soul’s a soul, regardless a’ what form ‘r level a’ divinity someone is."
"Tell me, if I were ta bash yer fuckin’ skull in, would you go back ta the shithole ya crawled out of? Chances are, it’s a yes. You know as well as I do divine beings don’t ever really die, an’ implyin’ that it doesn’t just cycle through is the biggest load a’ shit I’ve heard from awhile. Not surprisin’ considerin’ who ya take after."
"Then explain where the souls of other Goddesses that've died went. There's been some before, you know- even before a devil like my mother appeared. Someone like your mom, even."
The Goddess clenched her fists, then, the flames held in the one suddenly rising and growing even more intense than they already had been as she screamed at Kyo.
"You just try and tell me where she went! TELL ME WHERE MY MOMS ARE!"
"Think about all the grief she takes on daily, shithead."
"Sure, there’s no way it’ll be pleasant, but even if our physical bodies are destroyed, we still have souls. It ain’t like we won’t be around ta talk to her, y’know, in her heaven."
"Sure, YOU might. You're just human. But the others? The ones that are part god, like her?"
"Do you really think they'll wind up in the same place? When I burn that lilac girl's face off, are you sure she'll go to the same place as you would? I don't think so."
"And when I figure out how to put you down permanently? What'll you do then? I'm sure that girlfriend of yours will be hurt either way, don't you think? And then I can go after her while you're dead."
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