[RP Post #9] XXXX (5 am) Digital World - Primary Village [digimon, Demons, Lords]
In a world where the synthetic sun beat down to feed the fields of false greenery, darkness seemed to have slinked away and disappeared. Rarely did it leak out except for when night time ate the day. To comfort the young at these times, stories were told of how the demons were sealed away many years ago. Night was the only sign of them ever having lived in the digital world. Without these demons around, both times of day in the digital world were safe. Baby and child alike believed that their safety was insured for years to come-- perhaps for eternity. Foolishly they lived with out questioning the tales or wondering where these demons were sealed to... and if their prisons were permanent.
It's impossible to pretend to live without sin...
Even if it's buried in the deepest, darkest ocean, it will resurface and consume all out of rage and....
Hunger.
An audioble crack tore into the air. A conffetti of data rained upward from the hand the that had crushed the decorative egg. Metalic claws opened up to show the egg shells disappate into thin air. It was a meager meal not even fit to be called an appetizer, but nontheless, those silver gleaming claws rose forth to catch the data floating in the air. In an instant, it was absorbed and the being that had still yet to hatch from the egg was consumed. This was a crime humans would refer to as murder. But was this merciless kill really a form of such? No blood was spilled. Still, Beelzemon glimpsed down at his hand and felt a terrible urge to wipe the invisible stain. His mechanical tail lashed back and forth behind him before stopping to heavily crash down on yet another egg. The data that spilled from that was left to linger around him.
How he detested the after 'taste' and 'smell' of weak digimon. Pity-- this was the only way to call the attention of a much more greater 'dish'.
"Get away from my babies!"
Three piercing eyes glared to the digmon who had come forth. A rookie-child. His data wouldn't do, but it was a start. Flexing his claws, the Ultimate digimon reached back down to grasp hold of yet another egg in the patch. He brought his other hand up and gently carved a line down the side of it in a rather seductive manner. He was mocking the brave protector of Primary Village.
"This isn't my usual style, but I'll have to admit..." A gleam came in his third eye. This digimon was truely a devil dressed in leather and metal. "It's disgustingly entertaining."
It's impossible to pretend to live without sin...
Even if it's buried in the deepest, darkest ocean, it will resurface and consume all out of rage and....
Hunger.
An audioble crack tore into the air. A conffetti of data rained upward from the hand the that had crushed the decorative egg. Metalic claws opened up to show the egg shells disappate into thin air. It was a meager meal not even fit to be called an appetizer, but nontheless, those silver gleaming claws rose forth to catch the data floating in the air. In an instant, it was absorbed and the being that had still yet to hatch from the egg was consumed. This was a crime humans would refer to as murder. But was this merciless kill really a form of such? No blood was spilled. Still, Beelzemon glimpsed down at his hand and felt a terrible urge to wipe the invisible stain. His mechanical tail lashed back and forth behind him before stopping to heavily crash down on yet another egg. The data that spilled from that was left to linger around him.
How he detested the after 'taste' and 'smell' of weak digimon. Pity-- this was the only way to call the attention of a much more greater 'dish'.
"Get away from my babies!"
Three piercing eyes glared to the digmon who had come forth. A rookie-child. His data wouldn't do, but it was a start. Flexing his claws, the Ultimate digimon reached back down to grasp hold of yet another egg in the patch. He brought his other hand up and gently carved a line down the side of it in a rather seductive manner. He was mocking the brave protector of Primary Village.
"This isn't my usual style, but I'll have to admit..." A gleam came in his third eye. This digimon was truely a devil dressed in leather and metal. "It's disgustingly entertaining."