'Huh…' Eros aberrantly drolled, his mind abstracted, laced by nought but sentiments of abhorrent, repugnant self-detestation. Blood spasmodically caked his form, the singular sound of decrepit carrion a perennial plague upon his blighted brain, cataract waterfalls pigmented an abhorrent sanguine listlessly dripped, profaning flesh of antecedent anaemic snow. Appetite of iron scoured the boy's senses, pooling upon his tongue, impregnating its endemic peer.
'Wh-' Eros disconsolately continued, his ears timeless in their nascency, cretinous to the multitudinous incongruent hematic sobs that emanated from Sarah's torturous encroach. Eyes of heterochromatic hue brewed absentmindedly upon the girl's demoniacal status, for it appeared not upon parchment of diaphanous pellucid craft but a desecrated unhallowed book, ink of crimson listlessly spilt, coagulating not in the manner of mere words, but pestiferous irreligious symbols, an emblem bearing serpentine cadence danced upon a profane poll, with tail eerily acute, almost arrowlike, septennial letter's wreathed the infernal symbol, A, S, M, O, D, A, Y.
'400%-' The macabre adolescent apathetically appraised, his thoughts sacrificed mid-conception, for stimuli unascertained bewitched his brain, anfractuous, aphrodisiacal yet eternally unknown did such irreligious, moist serpent coil, bypassing twin mounds of perverted carrion, uncaring to the pearl sentinels defective in its wake, breath of sultry, erotic heat amalgamated amid the youth's aperture, estranged, alien, for it bore not source of petulant regurgitate, but perfume of redolent, aromatic ambrosia.
Saliva calcified atop the precipice of the boy's mouth, while eyes of mesmeric monarch violet fervidly embraced valentine of nugatory pink and brown. 'I can't breathe,' Eros whimsically moaned, his brain overcome by notions of instinctual, primordial lust. Twin hands of bloodless, ashen pigmentation abhorrently pushed upon the accursed assailant, vehement, despondent in their desperation, yet, their attempt bore fruit, for with a sensuous, libidinous moan of valediction, the adolescent would be freed, constrained to air of pestiferous, cadaverous malignancy.
A gossamery, vitreous chain prolonged from the boy's agape mouth, anchored upon not land of carrion wretchedness but plain of tantalising, Mephistophelian purple, the libidinous breathless lips of Sarah Valentine, her serpentine tongue evermore animated, gluttonous in its venture to desecrate such unhallowed, forceful crystalline bridge.
"Mhmmm!" The impassioned amorous apostle lasciviously moaned, twain palms of devilish porcelain sensuously constraining the youth's every motion while voluptuous F-cup breasts vainly gambled to coalesce with Eros's tempestuously discordant chest. "Thanks for the meal." Sarah rapturously breathed, eyes of Gemini violet sovereignly clouded by effluvium of desirous salaciousness, yet, her words would grace nought but deaf ears, for irises of variegated countenance appeared luridly bedded by a world of morose, decrepit bloodcurdling ruby.
Fever, a torrid embrace of impassioned incandescence, perspired atop Eros's abstracted visage, twain porcelain arms yearningly encircling his tremorous rubicund form. "You don't need to worry. You're safe. I'd never think of performing such an action upon you. After all~" The girl endearingly placated, "You're my chosen beloved, my first and only. My treasured Eros~." Sarah continuously moaned, her every utterance poisoned by blight of sultry, vixenish pruriency.
'She knows who I am,' Eros inharmoniously fretted, his figure instinctually unsettled yet eerily quiescent. "S-Sarah, what is this, why? Why have you killed them? What did they do to deserve such a fate?" Eros apocryphally queried, his words nought but rhetoric. He knew why. He had observed the evaluation of 'Matchmaker'. She had stolen the innate potential, the power of the coagulated carcasses of carrion, a pageant of utmost demonic selfishness the inquisitive youth could not innately refute. After all, she had merely killed men, the dregs of society given bodies.
"So you've already used your 'Partial Analysis on me'~. Oh~ I wanted to introduce myself to you properly! Though I suppose it's a good thing my beloved possesses initiative," Sarah teasingly joked, apathetic to the macabre, unearthly acreage of blood upon which she brewed. Lips of perfect, omnipotent purple precariously poised afore that of Eros's, as if alluringly enticing him to continue their antecedent bout of animation, humid with perspiration of mixed, sloven saliva.
"However, if I were to explain why I killed them, you'd have to promise me one thing~ make a vow evermore upheld, you will be mine, and likewise, I will forever be yours, our lives spent in eternity together~." The enamoured, rutilant girl languidly moaned, defectless lips paradisiacally conjoined with that of Eros's in a forceful bout of carnal lechery. Multitudinous notions transpired amidst the loathsomely animated adolescent's mind, exiguous thoughts raped, drowned, murdered by sentiments of lust, yet a singular romanticism remained deathlessly almighty, that being the status of the beauty before him, her ascendant epithet as an apostle, and the regnant insurance such title provided.
'If I agree, will I be free? Immune to the academy's machinations?' Eros innately impugned, yet, such inner query would appear amaranthine in its deathless voicelessness, never to be birthed. 'What about Fiamma? What about my status as her attendant? No, that means nothing before her. No matter what I say, Sarah's likely already accounted for my consent,' The winsome boy vacuously bemoaned, his mind nugatory of antagonistic answer.
Silence, without articulation, Eros merely nodded, an action universal in meaning, bearing wordless vociferation of consent, "I promise," Eros breathlessly gasped, his open aperture instantaneously besieged by the treacherous tongue of his exclusive peer.
Minutes passed in such rapturous mirth, the winsome youth perpetually incapable of breath, inhaling nought but the Chimeric stagnant heat of his tandem master, his ears inundated by the girl's licentious, unchaste groans of aphrodisiacal delight, while his mind echoed nought but the dissonant drum of his tumultuous, impassioned heart, nevertheless, such venereal enchantment was but temporal, for Sarah breathed euphoric words of furthered acknowledgement.
"I am an apostle, a god's or, in my case, a demon's chosen vestige. And the pandemonium you see afore you were the necessary requirements for my ascension~." Sarah sumptuously gestured, her every word neoteric, virginal upon the variegated boy's miasmic mind.
'Ascension, I assume that has something to do with the tiers, but what's this about requirements?' Eros inwardly clamoured, yet, his form remained eternally placated, sodden with myriad unperceived excrement. "An apostle, like Hylas? What's the difference between you and him?" Eros naively queried, his every utterance an ascendant paragon upon the beauty's concealed ears.
"Haha, what isn't the difference, my dearly beloved~ He is a male. Despite being an apostle, his limit is preordained. He can merely house the vestige of demi-gods of heroes, whereas I~" Sarah impassionately breathed, "Hold the rank of a "God King", an occurrence extraordinary even among apostles~" Sarah adoringly exclaimed, myriad word's meaning nought before the abstracted youth.
'Men can only house the vestige of demi-gods, of heroes…so how? How do I possess the love of Psyche? She said it herself. She's a god…or maybe she merely lied, her mind deluded by notions of grandeur, muddled she told me such…I-I don't know, I can't even observe a rank,' Eros torturously distressed, his mind addled by mystery eternally enigmatic, while his lips breathed rumble of treacherous avidity, "What gods are you both apostle's too?"
Paralysed did the demoniac, libidinous beauty quake, her mind bewildered, disarranged and disorderly, hands of anterior tenderness ravenous atop the youth's back, pulling upon cloth of petulant maroon in a despondent divorced manner, "I-I can't tell you mine at the moment, though I promise, in the future, you will know everything," Sarah callously murmured, a forced ornate romantic grin stretched diaphanously upon the realm of hellish porcelain,
"Though I can tell you Hylas's, after all, he boasts of such epithet all the time. Alcides. That is the demi-god who he houses~" Sarah teasingly riposted, saliva once more exchanged with the aberrant adolescent, eyes of matriarchal violet deathless in their adulterous lust, before they shrank, pestiferously encroached by Gemini oceans of consternate alabaster.
"AH! I-I need to go," The mesmeric beauty grumbled, twain arms of porcelain placed immutably aneath her breasts, as if in agony, an involuntary attempt at dispassionate sedation, dismayed legs veiled by shawl of tremulous wine decrepitly clambered, disconsolate, anguished by the mere thought of departing from the heterochromatic boy, woeful eyes begged for nought but Eros's Gemini abdication, a notion he adventured not to refute.
*SCREECH* The clamorous throe of darkened metal wistfully cried, audience to nought but twain aberrant adolescents, the land antecedently perverted by miasma of reprehensible purple lay destitute, a nugatory of banal insipid innocuousness spasmodically flecked by the decaying light of mottled aureate and wax. "Well then, good night, I have a council meeting to attend," The cambion Venus woefully languished, her lips pressed upon her beloved's cheek for a final time, eternally ignorant to the abhorrent ornery prophesied fate to come.
At the same time, Eros remained infinitely cretinous to the myriad of uncelebrated changes occurring amid the departing girl.
The birth of an ability hitherto unheard of amidst the Asmodeus apostles. One spawned from their unprecedented preternatural encounter.
{Tier 3: Vow of Sarah}
{Allows the user to increase their parameters in homogenous correspondence with their desirous lust. The more one desires after their singular beloved, the stronger one becomes. Such increase is permanent,}