Tyki always has brilliant ideas
[Tyki sat back on the couch, smoking as he observed the Akuma in front of him. It was some level two, trying to be ingratiating, asking what he wanted of it, why he'd summoned it. Eager to go kill more, probably. He smiled lazily, listening to it boast about it's powers and abilities, how it would soon evolve. Listening was too strong a word. He let the words wash over him like white noise.]
[He was remembering something half forgotten. Death, furious and warning him never again to do something. And the river of death that the necromancer and his companion had lost their memories in. The only link between all worlds. The only constant anywhere. Death.]
[Death was a hard man to reach, when you weren't dead. Or at least, that was the theory. Tyki however, had a different theory.]
[You only had to piss Death off to have him come talk to you.]
Self destruct. [He gave the order lazily, not looking at the Akuma who looked stricken, panicked, hurt.]
But Lord Noah, have I displeased you? [The creature wailed in despair. Begged. Tyki ignored it, waited for the detonation and the settling dust of the thing's obedience, and looked up curiously, watched the place the Akuma had been in anticipation.]
[There would be no soul to collect. But he was sure the action must have caught that one's attention. If not, he could do it again. And again. Until Death came to talk.]
[He was remembering something half forgotten. Death, furious and warning him never again to do something. And the river of death that the necromancer and his companion had lost their memories in. The only link between all worlds. The only constant anywhere. Death.]
[Death was a hard man to reach, when you weren't dead. Or at least, that was the theory. Tyki however, had a different theory.]
[You only had to piss Death off to have him come talk to you.]
Self destruct. [He gave the order lazily, not looking at the Akuma who looked stricken, panicked, hurt.]
But Lord Noah, have I displeased you? [The creature wailed in despair. Begged. Tyki ignored it, waited for the detonation and the settling dust of the thing's obedience, and looked up curiously, watched the place the Akuma had been in anticipation.]
[There would be no soul to collect. But he was sure the action must have caught that one's attention. If not, he could do it again. And again. Until Death came to talk.]