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She was in there for a long time. Her tears dried up and the only sound she could hear is herself sniffing and her hiccups. Her long raven hair is pushed back and she began to help herself up. She was about to open the door to leave, but she had a second thought to stay longer just in case. Her hand pulled back and she sat down once again. She tilt her head to the right where the wall is, and waited.

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The sound of souls screaming in agony brought shivers of delight down her spine, her master's chambers had always brought her a strange, sadistic comfort. “... I'm sorry for being late...” She apologized, bowing deeply. “Sadly my lord... We weren't able to reap the town clean... we had ah... distractions...” She explained, her head hung low. “I... Do hope you understand...” she looked away, ashamed before she felt his hand on her face.

The demon let out a soft purr when he touched her face, he being her creator, she felt a bond with him that she couldn't help but relish every time he presence was with her. “... I don't know if it's in here...” She murmured softly nuzzling her master's neck as a cat would as she handed him the bag. “But... I do hope there are enough in here to satisfy your... ah.. cravings for a while...Until we find the right soul..” She whispered softly, a small smile on her lips as she pulled away from Junsu.

The bag opened without much coaxing, setting a mass of souls flying out, each one of them screaming in pain, in horror, or in anger. “Mmm... that's what I like...” She murmured petting a glowing soul softly with a clawed finger. “... that's right... scream.... in joy... for you are in Hell with us now...” She murmured softly, her eyes lidded in sick the pleasure of tormenting souls.




Jaejoong's eyes flickered towards the girl who had just spoken. “... You're lucky that you'll be one of the last ones to be reaped...” He hissed in reply to her thanks, disgust at her was apparent in his face as he sheathed his sword. His voice came out almost as a growl, he was angered at the fact that he couldn't catch the demons and save the souls of the humans.

“Keep up your vigilance... we'll come for you one day.” He told her, searching the bodies for any souls that might have been forgotten only to be downhearted when he saw that the demons had pretty much wiped them all out, leaving every body a husk. “... We were too late...” He cursed before searching for any wounded and dying that would be able to salvaged.

The demigod glared at the girl who was still standing there. “Well... you going to help or not?” He asked, his voice cold against the heat of the fires that still burned on the last few remains of the village. “You were looking for someone were you not?” he asked. “Then let's go... she might be still alive... be happy I'm feeling merciful today...” He hissed, dislike clear in his eyes that he would actually be helping a corrupted creation.

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The peasant girl had enough to wait. She's sure that they're gone now despite the silence. She pushed her hair back and helped herself up clumsily and opened the door. Walking out, slowly, she looked around the room where it has a bed, some nice little furniture, and a nice wooden floor. Once she went out of the room she was in, her stomach growled. Very loudly, and painfully. The sign of hunger had her face turn sour and pale.

Pushing the heavy doors open, the bright lights of the palace nearly blinded the angel. Her footsteps echoed in the halls as she walked through them however her face still filled with sorrow and disgust from earlier. Angelus saw the other angels lounging around and couldn't help but feel anger towards them. She sat near a window and slouched foward placing her hands over her face.

Junsu wasn't pleased at what Za'De had reported. So when he saw her close her eyes, a hand slapped her across the face. "You little wench I told you not to come back here until you have that soul I wanted!" his voice echoed through the room causing everything to go silent. "If I don't have that soul by tomorrow, I will gladly replace you...now get out of my sight..."

When she heard a a deep voice, the run away girl stiffened up. She let out a small whimper and her hiccups continued, starting to slowly back away quietly. To hope that no one would come in the room she is now in. She started to tremble as she thought of things.

Who ever lived here came back. And I'm in his house. Oh no... I'm sorry... What am I going to do now? I trespassed.

Her scratched arm and her back hit the cold icy wall and she is still slowly backing away, leaving a bit of blood trail on the wall, although she didnt notice that. Too concentrated on finding a way out before the person see's her.

The girl... from before. she thought and all her thoughts from before just froze. She started to tremble even more and then her eyes squint shut.
"I... I...." she said at first with her soft cracked voice. She couldnt back away anymore even though she wanted to. She then started to run and out the door she goes into another room. "I'm sorry!" she cried out before she actually left, completely forgot about the other person that called out earlier.

Sereitha couldnt move. She just continued to tremble but her hiccups faded. The frightened girl let her own body dropped on her knees and let her arm hang in the air while the warrior held on to it. She kept repeating, "I'm sorry." many times as she could.

Let go of me. Please... Let go....

Angelus sat weeping on the stone bench, all her years as an angel she never thought that she can shed so many tears. Something about today just disturbed her to no end, all the demons killing and stealing innocent souls, the gods doing nothing but waiting. She and Jaejoong seemed to be the only ones fighting for their creations, fighting for the one thing that gave them joy.

Junsu sat in his throne waiting for Za'De to return, however he was still upset with her. He had no room for failure and usually he would punish his minions through months of torture but for some reason he was willing to forgive Za'De. "Some things are just...confusing..." he mumbled to himself as he caressed the face of a tortured soul floating about.