Thread: Hell's Portal ~Me x Dragnor~

Shale stopped, and turned around as he looked up to her. He did not move quickly as he stepped back up to where she was. He glanced back down the pit for a time. Do not move, just watch... The walls all around them dropped so there was an empty expanse in every direction one could look. I saw your vision without asking, I will let you see of me... Bodies stretched from the ground, moving together to create buildings all around. Those buildings grew arrows, and burst alight an endless flame which roared causing everything to grow hot. Bodies warped, becoming more life like color drained dead bodies littering the ground as several hundred formed. A young man laid in the dirt covered in blood, missing one arm cradled in his left arm a women his left foot severed. The man on the edge of death as he laid weeping a last torment before moving on. Shale moved toward himself his voice low as he spoke again more like a script than his actual emotions. No, not again... He smiled as he looked at himself replaying as if a video of the past, Do not do it... It will not end well. His voice sounded as though at one time this had been painful for him, but now it was just what was. A figure, darker than the deepest night pulled from the ether. A skeletal frame, and a midnight black robe that seemed to drain the very light from the air around it. Shale kicked the image of himself tried to grab at it unable to touch himself. Not again... He spoke in a soft voice, but loud enough she could hear him still that smile on his face. His self looked on in awe at the strange figure looking to his missing arm, as the demon spoke his voice was that of death the very sound had a wrongness to it. As if just it speaking was the warning about what was to come, Do you wish to make him pay? Do you wish to reverse what was done... The image of Shale looked down at the dead women in his arms, Yes, whatever it takes yes... The skeleton pulled the hood back, the very bones shifted to what looked like a smile as it put out it's bony hand, Your soul for the demon who did this. The image of shale dropped the women, as the real Shale showed true emotion instead of saying anything he simply dropped to his knees caressing the female body the smile leaving his face as pain replaced it before the image shattered reforming a new elsewhere. Shale let the image drop again not letting her see that part, he had his own secrets he kept. I sold my soul, I am a true demon least others were forced into the position. The walls returned as he looked to her the emotion gone, and in it's place was a soft grin as he looked down the pit, You may call me Shale if it pleases you, I have existed in Hell for seven hundred years. Lord of the first ring of Hell for the last six hundred. He smiled as he looked over her for a moment, I am a wish demon, or a deal demon. The power to offer you many things at the cost set before me... He did not truthfully know what the cost would be, when someone asked for something his nature told him the cost. Sometimes it was something simple, and at other times it was something special. No your brother is not this way yet... This is the way you need to go to meet him again... It was said many demons did not lie, they told truths that were flayed to the point it seemed so. Your vision for mine a fair deal, if you want to know more down the rabbit hole you go... Shale did not hesitate as he descended the stairs calmly. What is to be has no real warning that can do it justice anyhow.