"Deva, here open your mouth!"
Since it was just snow Theta didn't have to put it on a plate but instead choose to directly feed the snow to Deva with her own hands.
"D-Deva!S-stop..."
Without saying a word Deva ate the snow offered to her and didn't waste any of it, she thoroughly licked the snow from Theta's hand.
The dancing tongue brought Theta to slightly flush as she restrained herself from moaning. With eyes half open Deva sucked Theta's finger.
Feeling the warm and wet mouth with her fingers Theta didn't stop Deva and instead coated her other hand with a bit of snow. Presenting her other hand she soon felt it being licked like the other.
Day by day her teacher's mental and physical health worsened, since her teacher ate the snow she slowly began from being weak and unable to walk to being unable to hold a normal conversation with her.
The very thing that brought her in that state is now the only thing that made her voluntarily move.
It didn't take long for the young Theta to further escalate the situation. With her already wet finger she brought a layer of snow on her lips and without thinking too much she brought her face near to that of Deva. Her white eyes met with a pair of misty crimson ones. Slowly, like in a fable, the two brought their lips together but it didn't take long for Deva to start to aggressively kiss and suck Theta's lips to find more snow.
It was wrong. Theta was using Deva's current mental state for her own fantasies. Yet the illusion that it was Deva who was the one making her move on her made Theta ignore her moralities.
Reciprocating, Theta wrapped her arms around Deva's waist and continued the long and heated kiss. Even if there wasn't any snow on Theta's lips Deva didn't have the energy to push Theta away and instead made Theta continue.
In the plain and snowy world two women merged together, whether there was consent Theta didn't care, her lust was already uncontrollable for her to stop and rather indulged in it.
Morning came.
But instead of the usual quietness a scream is what filled the empty white world.
"Deva?Deva!Deva...please..." A cold body was silently laying beside her.
Theta's heart sank.
She shook, called and even pleaded to the cold and immoving body but there wasn't any response.
Deva's already weak body couldn't bear with the night of passion the two had. In fact her body gave up an hour after the two started but Theta didn't stop and ravaged the body without stop for hours.
"What did I do? What did I do?!"
Theta watched her own hands.
"It's not my fault! Not my fault. Not my fault. Not my fault..."
Covering her face with her hands Theta mumbled and mumble to herself.
*thud**thud*
Stomping, punching, kicking, headbutting...
"Ahhhh!"
Snow...
There was only snow around Theta.
Insanity soon arrived.
Pulling her hair. Biting her fingers.
What did Deva do when she was slowly dying?
Clawing herself with her fingernails.
What were her last thoughts?
Adding to that the guilt mixing with denial.
The rush of emotions overwhelmed Theta.
Before she could notice it, her hands were already wrapped around her neck tightening slowly.
"Aak!Uuk!Aaak"
Her own body convulsed, her eyes becoming bloodshot.
Through her muffled gasps she uttered.
"There's no... meaning being alone..."
Putting her all her strength to her hands Theta didn't relent.
There was no way she could live alone in a world with nothing in it other than snow. And there was no way she could live for the rest of her life with the guilt of ending the life of her teacher...of her light.
Slowly darkness invaded her vision, despite not feeling anything anymore she still put strength to her hands.
Before death claimed her life Theta saw Deva's body slightly move but it was too late to see more as her life vanished by her own hands.
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Raising herself, her mind was soon enough filled with memories she has forgotten and memories she spent with Theta.
A purple hand soon retracted itself from Deva's head.
The surge of forgotten memories made Deva a bit dizzy but not enough to lay in the snow and recover.
However...
"What's happening?"
Nothing changed.
The show she made just to bring Theta to suicide succeded but nothing changed. She wasn't greeted by Mother Nature.
There was something wrong.
Poking Theta's body Deva was certain that she was dead yet nothing occurred.
Deva was confused. Atleast something should've happened the moment Theta ended her own life.
There was no trace of the being that caused her to shake from fear from her very core.
*Pushuk*
*Pushuk*
"Do you hear it?" Deva watched her surroundings.
"Under the snow?"
*Pushuk*
*Pushuk*
*Pak*
A hand suddenly made its way out from the snow. Deva remained in her spot, warily gazing at the hand.
The hand was decomposed yet it moved.
Soon enough around her thousands and thousands of hands appeared from the snow. And soon enough Deva saw ghoulish beings making their way out of the snow. But instead of attacking her they passed by as if she was air and stopped in front of the body of Theta.
*wuuu*
*wuuu*
Releasing a low hum, thousands of ghouls surrounded Theta.
"What the..."
Deva didn't know when it started but at a certain point all the present ghouls bit each other drawing out from their flesh a kind of grey liquid. The greyish liquid instead of falling in the snow it floated and flew directly inside Theta's mouth.
"Violetta..."
A river of such liquid entered without pause inside Theta.
"I think I brought myself a disaster..."
*Wuuu*
*Wuuu*
More and more ghoulish beings made their way and joined in extracting from their bodies the grey liquid in their flesh.
Tearing one another the ghouls didn't care whether it was their own bodies or of another they teared and bit without hesitation.
The farthest ones would walk until they reached Theta before joining in the frenzy.
On the side Deva watched the morbid scene with both fascination and dread.
In a world where there was nothing other than snow, indestructible ice and Theta, Deva would obviously try to interact with Theta but she didn't know nothing about anything so she could only continue doing what she always did and her habit brought her to the current situation where a scene of tragedy and drama was soon escalated to scene of gore and horror.
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