'Should I do this? It's been ages since I've done this, but her soul is dying' you see, healer was in a predicament, he wanted to save her, but he also didn't want to go through future pain, he really couldn't decide, he knew this was a dreamscape, but he knew the soul of mara dying was very real, he could feel it, it was no mere illusion made by dreamer, this was a real threat and the options to stop this weren't very fun, he could use a soul power he forbid himself from using, or he could just let her die... yea not an option for healer "hey mara, ever want to be a fury?"
"what? not... a time for jokes"
"no, it's a serious question"
"... how can that be serious?"
"Just answer the damn question"
"I have no-" she coughs "desire... to wear a fursuit"
"not even if... the fursuit were to save your life?"
"that doesn't even make-" she coughs then passes out
"it will my friend" he touches a hand on her stomach
next is her life force is being returned, but something changes slightly, its wavelength matches that more of healer than mara, her soul begins to take a different shape, her features become more wolf-like, her skin becomes fur which then turns a rust-like shade
"Ironic, but also kinda funny" he says, but his voice is filled with sadness, trying to find joy in what he's doing
mara then soon grows a tail with a small white patch on the tip
"God, she gonna hate me when she finds this-" and he gets beamed into the white room for the sixth time [why am I here? I don't wanna be here]
"The fuck is that? what did you do to her soul!?!"
[shut up, I had no choice, because of you no less!]
"you didn't need to make her into a freak!" he sneers "she was a perfectly fine respectable lady but now look at her! She's a fuzzy weirdo like you!"
[ok now that's just some high douchery of you]
"how am I the one in the wrong!?! objectively speaking your a monster! and so is she! but she was human once! so now she's a freak!"
[y-yea?]
[i-im sorry, i-if I didn't do it you would have died...]
<...>
[i-im sorry]
"that can be done, miss"
[I'm sorr-] he gets beamed to the next stage
"most would have expected you to be grateful"
"I see, what do you mean by connection, however?"
< it's like I can feel his feelings like a string is connecting us>
"and why is that bad per se?" he asked confused
"I see, well the lust ring is rather uninteresting so why don't we chat for a while"
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shifting perspectives to pass the time we come to look across a boy, who is this boy? well its none other than some nameless orphan who happens to be on a mission, will this orphan serve a purpose? not really, it's just the lust circle is rather boring, the people there are weak as the only defining features are the disproportionate limbs they find themselves inhabiting as well as the constant pain turned to pleasure, its a rather unsightly place, so please do enjoy this side story of a character to be
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Ace woke up in his dank alleyway, he always lived as an orphan, his power was nothing special he assumed, as he was unable to find out how to activate it and couldn't afford to scan himself and find out, all he had of his mother was her cross necklace, he always kept it under his pillow, which he looked under... to find nothing... "W-WHAT HAPPENED TO THE NECKLACE!?!"
"keep it quiet fuckface!" a person from the apartment next to him yelled
"s-sorry!" he quickly replied, it was best to not get in fights, especially if you were from the slums, you were there cause your power was weak or too specific to be utilized, there was once a man who had the power to lift zinc alloy mixed with copper at 11:00-11:30, it was crazy what some abilities were, those powers were probably jokes for whatever sick gods ruled this world
...
after an hour of searching nothing came up for the boy, he was about to lose hope, until
"hey, how much do you think that necklace is worth?" a southern sounding man asked one of his colleges
"Apparently, it's a unique anti booster, it suppresses demonic type powers so well it cancels them out" a gruff man replied matter of factly
"what's an anti-booster?" the southern man asked?
"This was already briefed but whatever" the gruff man sounds exasperated "an anti booster is like a booster in every way, but instead of help they limit powers or cause the wearer to be weakened, the one we found is a cross that limits and even blocks demon-like powers, it was apparently dropped by an S-class beast, why it was found by a boy under his pillow is anyone guess" he shrugs as if he was explaining to a child
the boy walks up to one of the men "d-did you take my necklace...?"
"huh? oh! this is the poor sap we stole from! HAH! what a chump"
rage boiled inside the boy, he had never felt this feeling before, and yet he knew what he was feeling, he wanted to murder these people, he had never done so to anyone before, and yet he knew he wanted to and knew he had the means to "die, you fucks"
"what was that you brat!?!" he yelled as he threw a punch
something snapped in Ace as he snapped with his fingers "ashes to ashes"
the gruff man become ashes as he burned in black flames
"o-oh shit!" the southern sounding man yelled
"dust to dust," the boy said, some sort of distorting filter seemed to be applied to his voice
"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH" the southern man yelled in cries of pain
the boy wasn't himself anymore, he knew his powers name, however 'hells flames' that was his power, and he remembered why he was abandoned, his mother was a devout Christian one of the very few left when she found out her kid had a power, based around hell and not heaven she thought it was God telling her that the child was impure, this revelation, however, did not change his objective
...
"Who are you?" a strong looking man asked the boy known as Ace
"I'm Ace, you stole from me, remember?" he said
"not in the slightest" he scoffed and waved him away
"Ashes to ashes" he started, no remorse remaining
"what's he doing?" the boss asked
the underling shrugged
"dust to dust" two-thirds of the way there till full power
"is it me or is it hot in here?"
"no sir is definitely hotter"
"flames of hell heed my call and burn all that I wish to die"
"what's this kid? whats ya call ems? chibunnyo? middle school syndrome?"
some men snicker, at least until they burst into flames, sickening snaps, crackles, and pops fill the room as well as their mind numbing screams
"w-what the hell!?!" The boss looked at the growing carnage and looks at the boy, cracking a grin "your a bad matchup for me kiddo" as he says this watery tendrils form around the fires "your gonna be sorry you did this" he stated as he collapsed the water on the fire "…" all his water yearned to steam, the fire not even flickering
"no, you'll be sorry for stealing" the boss bursts into flames, at that, Ace, the soon to be serial murderer killed his first group of people, unfortunately for the gangs, and fortunately for the people he would end up killing gangs and served as a boogyman for children cross country, and yet the after math of his first fight is what decided what he was gonna be doing
as ace looked across the bodies and remain he snuffed the fire looking around for the necklace he found bodies, many of them, they were of people that he presumed were innocent, as this looked to be their body dump, it smelled awful, he didnt even want to describe the scene and what he saw, but to put it simply it was the gore an evicerated remains of the people they captured, he was thoroughly disgusted by what he saw to think humans were capable of such a thing, he now knew what he had to do, he grabbed the bags of money by the late bosses chair and made off
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healer was going on his way and found Lilith
"hey-"
"not in the fucking mood bitch," he punched her heart and exploded her torso "now leave me alone" he sat on the once queens throne and looked around "god, why is this happening to me, i try to do one good thing and yet i get left in the dust, this is why i never do anything nice, i only ever get shit for it, I'm just tired" he decides to sleep and lays on the bed
…
after an hour healer wakes up in the same bed "not in the room? Maybe I'm not allowed back yet?" 'What do i do to kill time? Oh, why not alcohol?'
…
after finding a bar healer walks in ordering a few shots, and after those shots he happens to get drunk, in the lust ring when you get drunk all the residents look for free cash in exchange they give 'activities' lets just say "coloring books" so instantly all the residents in the bar started to exchange words with healer
"hey, how you doing? What to go somewhere?" One said
Another, an especially ugly deformed one said "hey babe wanna go to my place?" It's voice was crackly, and hurt the ear to listen to
healer responded "try anything and your dead"
they all start to shout and yell at him "YOU THINK YOU BETTER THEN US!?!" One yelled "JUST CAUSE YOU HAVE PROPORTINATE LIMBS!?!"
"no? Ok yes, you got me!" He laughs whether its cause I'm drunk or no, you guys are ugly as shit, also I'm like 60% sure you guys are sex offenders, cause you dont just get born here for no reason"
the way hell works is when you die your soul gets chopped up and evaluated by whatever power exists, it looks at your actions, and what you did in your life time, then determines whether you are "good" or "evil" entirely biased based on who's judging, if you are evil you get your sin count evaluated and then you get put in the ring, when growing the energy in the ring changes your appearance, hence why people in pride look like humans and why lust has deformed monsters, this is also the reason for a sudden change in looks for demons and their types, the lust ring had plenty of sexy people, then one persons idea caught on about the appearance of demons in lust and that caused the monstrosities in this ring to form, what was that persons name? Ghostly, his power was 'spectral' and quickly influenced many as being able to go into the land of the dead, of course that wasn't how his power worked but for that he exists in the greed ring as a pompos holy man, the only man in hell to own a church, trying to find a way to heaven, which i should mention was destroyed by the one with the 'god' power