Asura Shares His Scarves With His Friends
[Late at night when the rest of Mayfield was likely sleeping, Asura was awake. He was normally awake at this time due to his perpetual insomnia, but tonight he had another reason to be avoiding sleep: he was outside, standing under the moonlight, with a vaguely-planned mission in mind.]
When given even the smallest fraction of power, humans always step beyond their boundaries, beyond the right given to them by that power. Give a human the power to fell one enemy and that human will attempt to fell five.
[He had new scarves; these ones replaced the makeshift ones he created upon first arriving to Mayfield. These ones were his original scarves; they were much more comfortable, natural, and allowed for superior ventilation so that he would not need to deal with sweating. It was very, very annoying to be given back human bodily functions after several centuries without them.]
Is this due to greed?
Is this due to anger?
Is this due to hubris?
Is this due to ignorance?
[Three of his scarves coiled upwards and shot away from him in three different directions, growing longer and longer and longer. These were scarves, yes; however, the scarves were attached to him, a part of him. They were made from his own skin. Each scarf-like tentacle visited the bedroom window of three different households.]
The answer is yes. All of these negative human qualities are manifestations of fear, as are all negative qualities. All mistakes are rooted in fear.
And now...
[One scarf opened the window to Relm's room; another opened the window to Marie's; the last opened the window to Chrona's room and creeped onto the visiting Maka. Each tentacle, in the fraction of a second, wrapped around its respective target, muffling their mouths and bracing their limbs. They pulled their targets out of bed and through the open window; clumsily, the scarf tangling Maka bumped into Chrona. The three scarf-tentacles held his targets up in the air above him.]
The gift this place gave you is gone. You are no longer able to control my will. I will punish you all for your impudent behavior! I will teach you to fear me, a right I have earned!
You are weak humans! I am the Demon God! To live in fear of me is your reality!
HeeheeHEEHAHAHA!
You will accept your REALITY!
[Out-of-Character note: Got permission from the perspective muns. This is likely one or two in the morning, so no one would likely see this in action, aside from the ones involved. EDIT: Maka, Relm, and Marie are free from Asura now. Anyone can react to this and/or the aftermath now.]
When given even the smallest fraction of power, humans always step beyond their boundaries, beyond the right given to them by that power. Give a human the power to fell one enemy and that human will attempt to fell five.
[He had new scarves; these ones replaced the makeshift ones he created upon first arriving to Mayfield. These ones were his original scarves; they were much more comfortable, natural, and allowed for superior ventilation so that he would not need to deal with sweating. It was very, very annoying to be given back human bodily functions after several centuries without them.]
Is this due to greed?
Is this due to anger?
Is this due to hubris?
Is this due to ignorance?
[Three of his scarves coiled upwards and shot away from him in three different directions, growing longer and longer and longer. These were scarves, yes; however, the scarves were attached to him, a part of him. They were made from his own skin. Each scarf-like tentacle visited the bedroom window of three different households.]
The answer is yes. All of these negative human qualities are manifestations of fear, as are all negative qualities. All mistakes are rooted in fear.
And now...
[One scarf opened the window to Relm's room; another opened the window to Marie's; the last opened the window to Chrona's room and creeped onto the visiting Maka. Each tentacle, in the fraction of a second, wrapped around its respective target, muffling their mouths and bracing their limbs. They pulled their targets out of bed and through the open window; clumsily, the scarf tangling Maka bumped into Chrona. The three scarf-tentacles held his targets up in the air above him.]
The gift this place gave you is gone. You are no longer able to control my will. I will punish you all for your impudent behavior! I will teach you to fear me, a right I have earned!
You are weak humans! I am the Demon God! To live in fear of me is your reality!
HeeheeHEEHAHAHA!
You will accept your REALITY!
[Out-of-Character note: Got permission from the perspective muns. This is likely one or two in the morning, so no one would likely see this in action, aside from the ones involved. EDIT: Maka, Relm, and Marie are free from Asura now. Anyone can react to this and/or the aftermath now.]