[ ♛ ] The Keeping of Power
A startled look of surprise fell over Raizen’s face. He had expected something of a big request, however, he had yet to admit that he hadn’t expected this. It was clear that he too was not put back by such a request by the tension that mounting in the room. The powers eminating around the two demons as the monks became angered by such a request. Raizen didn’t take long to compose himself, jesting a hand to the monks for them to calm down.
In all honesty, he couldn’t really pinpoint why he was so surprised. Yomi had indeed been busy in his years and quite rightly so, out of any of the demons, had earned himself to be at least thought of as another ruler. Though Raizen was curious, just as to why this demon wanted to be in such power.
“Simple you say? Hn, I’m not so sure of that. However, I can’t deny that you have possibly earned yourself such a title. My question however, is why exactly do you want for such power? What is in it for you?”
It would be wrong to deny Yomi of such power. That is, only if his intentions were well and good for the ways of the Makai.
A shard of suspicion struck Yomi's curiosity. He said it himself -- Yomi earned the title -- but what lay behind those words? If it was to taunt him he would've known it was a lie, but the expedited pumping of blood through the lackeys' veins suggested that he meant what he had said. An attempt at satiating a greater adversary, no doubt.
"In truth, my intentions have never been quite clear to even myself. I wish to have it, so I will take it by any means. That alone is the only answer I can provide you," he explained, to the point. Not only did he place his security in his own hands, but with the plan he concocted to ensure his kinghood.
