Lights infinite, omnipotently blinding, antecedently impregnated the ensanguined plane, lecherous, debaucherous in their profanity, degenerate upon flesh of anterior snow, visions of forced amaurotic stygian sunlessness plagued the heterochromatic boy's every motion, a puppeteer afore his omniscient thoughts. Benumbed, deprived of stimuli, an infinite nugatory of animation, the variegated adolescent merely abided, for within mere moments did such pestiferous blight of lambent luminescence wane, devoid of voice, possessing not the strength to bellow a dying wail, it meekly decomposed, achromatised by pigmentation of depraved carrion, vitiated, clotting exclusively amid the boundless empyrean artery.
With cadence akin to that of a bestirred baby Eros inattentively woke, heterochromatic eyes saturated by dew of nameless, unapprehended origin. 'Her body's dissipated?' The winsome adolescent abstractedly acclaimed, variegated irises forced upon a macabre portrait of antecedent torture, orbicular precipice forged of cadaverous prosaic halcyon appeared not, myriad mountainous skewers nascently penetrant upon nought but cardinal earth, the sea of blood bore countenance akin to a diminutive apocryphal puddle, abortive afore the child it anteriorly desecrated. Crucifix forged exclusively of ameliorated limestone bor no victim, maimed limbs decorated by vestiges of crimson, in place of tail squirmed chasmic reticence, an aperture anteriorly bulwarked by the ruinous, blemished beauty.
"Medusa! Can you hear me!" Eros melodramatically wailed, iris of amaranthine pink subconsciously scintillating with light unseen, yet, no parchment placated the boy's view, for twain irises lay enraptured by pendulum precedently unperceived, fibrous, akin to myriad threads of ascendant prepossessing silk did it brew, pendent afore the child's every peer, with a length that sensuously embraced the boy's vitiated ribs. Hair! Its pigmentation bearing not carcass of variegated pink and brown but pure virginal midnight purple, a chroma manifest by notions of wistful desire.
Instantaneously did the tremulous adolescent's gaze transpose, forced atop puddle of bereaved, mutilated blood, cognisant, vigilant to the foreign visage that lay refracted, for what intercepted Eros's tempestuous beam was not a sight of precedent appearance, but the visage of a bewitching, libidinous serpentine beauty, the epitome of carnal temptation. For hair of antecedent prepossessing, beguiling purple appeared intermittently streaked by iridescent pink, flesh of snow tarnished by kaleidoscopic portrait of claret commandingly dominated the eyes of all who beheld such ascendant sight, erotically fabricating apocryphal delusions of omnipotent aphrodisia. Precedently winsome features lay bedraggled, desecrated, profaned putrescent with a countenance of serpentine, demonic allurement, perfectly poised in a subconscious smirk of sovereign seduction.
Magnetic eyelashes bulwarked the boy's caliginous features, regnant in their sloven dignity, caste solely aneath twin paradisiacal brows of pure monarchal purple, debauched by the boy's cataclysmic motion, for a singular hand apprehensively encroached upon a plain of martyred penance, scandalous in their grotesque assessment of the unhallowed item, for twain eyes obstreperously assessed the portrait afore him, the left of pure, irreproachable pink. At the same time, the right lay plated upon a vignette of serpentine pestilential indisposition. Anterior countenance of brown appeared massacred, plagued by pernicious haemorrhage of midnight purple, tumorous with a blight of slit, aberrant darkened discolouration.
'I-Ha…Ha… I suppose it doesn't matter. Nothing really matters. From the very moment I entered this dungeon, I was doomed. This visage cements such fact, to live a normal life, bereft of prosecution, destitute of the intrigue of Enuma Esper Academy, such reality is nought but an apocryphal dream…though for the Gemini days I experienced such actuality, I must say, I loved it….' The serpentine adolescent whimsical drawled, heterochromatic eyes pregnant with scintillation eternally uncelebrated.
{Name: Eros}
{Age: 17}
{Race: Human}
{Sex: Male}
{Title(s): Apostle of Eros (Psyche), Apostle of Stheno, Apostle of Euryale, Pure Soul, Apostle of Medusa, Trireme of the Gorgons}
{Apostle of Eros (Psyche)}
{Rank: —-----}
{Tier: 2}
{Abilities: (Psyche)}
{Tier 1: Matchmaker}
{Tier 2: Anteros}
{Ability: Pyrokinesis}
{Origin: Fiamma Adeen}
{Ability: Enhancement}
{Origin: Gabriella Ebba}
{Abilites: (Asmodeus/ Sarah)}
{Tier 1: Successor of Tobias}
{Origin: Sarah Valentine ♥}
{Apostle of Medusa}
{Rank: God (Monster)}
{Tier 1}
{Abilities: (Medusa)}
{Tier 1: Eye of the Gorgon}
{Allows the bearer of this ability to petrify all which grace their gaze, the strength of such petrification lays cognate with their tier,}
{Apostle of Stheno}
{Rank: God (Monster)}
{Tier:---}
{Abilities:----}
{Apostle of Euryale}
{Rank: God (Monster)}
{Tier:---}
{Abilities:---}
'So this is the origin of all the statues present upon this accursed isle, whether it be mere blades of grass or primitive, barbarous beasts, they lay undivided afore Medusa's gaze, an art the gods admire, or a nature they curse, it matters not,' Eros impertinently stammered, features of serpentine sadism erratic, boundless in their curiosity, for without transcendent, peerless admonition did such pool of depraved, demonic carrion crystalise, achromatic, akin to the coagulative motions of frost did it glaze, sheet of ice eerily monochrome, abhorrently drab, bearing body cognate to that of leaden slate. 'Milliseconds, in a mere instant, did it petrify…that's horrific, but with this, perhaps it would be possible,' The bewitching adolescent blithely remarked, heterochromatic eyes transfixed upon a plane of ascendent snow, the extensive bridge of Eros's right arm.
Destitute of warning, the boy sadistically squinted, his heart erratic, dissonant in its abuse of his chest, bearing mind solely impregnated by a melody of cacophonous, incongruent woeful apprehension, Eros waited, desirous in his venture of self-harm, yet, flesh turned not to stone, skin of snow appeared amaranthine in its ascendant enchantment. 'It doesn't work. Is it because I'm an apostle, is my resistance too prodigious…then what about this,' Eros enigmatically sputtered, his left hand of epicene grace antagonistic, rancorous in its assault, akin to Cain's murder of Abel, it violated that which should have remained sacred, the relationship between that of brother's severed in an execrable bloodcurdling display of languid crimson.
'Ah!' Eros aphrodisiacally seethed, heterochromatic eyes lucid upon anchor of claret perniciousness, a chasmic, cavernous laceration bereft of cauterisation, yet, such visage appeared temporal, for within but the passing of an instant did anterior chroma of crimson lay achromatised, nought but a blanched, neutralised monochrome grey. 'So it will work on a wound, on blood no matter my status… that's good,' The carnal embodiment of erotism languidly breathed, thoughts of buoyant, mirthful progeny imminently shattered by the ascendent hiss of Medusa.
'Having fun, are you? May I remind you that you now bear exit to this accursed, bedevilled land? I have granted your wish, now endow mine…ours,' The grand gorgon chimerically chided, variegated eyes forced upon the anteriorly abhorrent, detestable land of Sarpedon, for within chasmic crevice antecedently sentineled by the behemothic Leviathan irradiated light of cadaverous, pallid lurid blue.