[ She says. She does not ascribe any care to the demon toward her, or even anyone else. She only knows what they have been able to learn in Calernia of demons, but it is not much, given what happens when they touch the fabric of creation. Though some devils were more human in nature -- and she had met only one that held fondness for humans. Tikoloshe was so unique, compared to even Sebastian, the Incubus had been married. Had adopted a child. That he and the Warlock had been together for so long was...curious.
Sebastian was curious in the same way. She let her fingers rest against the wood of the stall, moving them along the pattern of knots in the wood. ]
Once, Hayame, I was known as the Diabolist, but devils were all I could manipulate, and summon. I find curiosity from them, I enjoy them, because they are different.
Demons, on the other hand, cannot even touch the fabric of our world, without corrupting it entirely. I know next to nothing about them.
Besides, how will I learn anything about how to bind the demon, if I do not keep him alive to find out. I want to do it, and prove that I can. I want to meet him on the field of battle and watch you utterly dominate him.
I do not want to watch you slaughter him, powerless. That is empty. It holds no meaning.
[ He is powerful. Curious. Perhaps handsome, though Akua was not like Masego's father, sleeping with a Devil for years on end. She knew there was a monster beneath the veneer though. She was not a fool, and she understood that he was still a Demon. He would still lay waste to them, without being controlled. ]
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[ She says. She does not ascribe any care to the demon toward her, or even anyone else. She only knows what they have been able to learn in Calernia of demons, but it is not much, given what happens when they touch the fabric of creation. Though some devils were more human in nature -- and she had met only one that held fondness for humans. Tikoloshe was so unique, compared to even Sebastian, the Incubus had been married. Had adopted a child. That he and the Warlock had been together for so long was...curious.
Sebastian was curious in the same way. She let her fingers rest against the wood of the stall, moving them along the pattern of knots in the wood. ]
Once, Hayame, I was known as the Diabolist, but devils were all I could manipulate, and summon. I find curiosity from them, I enjoy them, because they are different.
Demons, on the other hand, cannot even touch the fabric of our world, without corrupting it entirely. I know next to nothing about them.
Besides, how will I learn anything about how to bind the demon, if I do not keep him alive to find out. I want to do it, and prove that I can. I want to meet him on the field of battle and watch you utterly dominate him.
I do not want to watch you slaughter him, powerless. That is empty. It holds no meaning.
[ He is powerful. Curious. Perhaps handsome, though Akua was not like Masego's father, sleeping with a Devil for years on end. She knew there was a monster beneath the veneer though. She was not a fool, and she understood that he was still a Demon. He would still lay waste to them, without being controlled. ]