Post by Lazarus Morningstar on Oct 31, 2014 18:40:25 GMT -8
Envy is a powerful thing, more so than wrath when all is said and done, it consumes the most. Gluttony stops when physical form will not allow it, lust stops when the body no longer is able to will it, wrath halts when the inducer is gone or down... Nothing consumes like Envy.
The god of sin was obsessed and regardless of what any mortal or god thought or said, he wanted the woman who said she was his. She had come to him, played his game, made him believe that she wanted what he offered only to stand him up without any notice or word. He would not have any of that, none...
Slowly the god walked through the shadows pacing back and forth around her bed, watching her sleep, thinking of what to do. In his hand he had a device created by the mortals, something that he would even fall subject to if someone placed it upon him. The ring was created by mister helviath under blue rose commission and Dametrius' order backed by Brightblood's financing. The ring controlled Celestials and could not be taken off except by the creator or the enslaver. Twirling the ring in his fingers he spun it around as he paced, thinking... was the possible punishment worth it? "yes..." he finally said to himself as he knelt down and grabbed her hand gently, almost like a lover not wanting to wake their partner, slowly he slid the ring onto her finger until it activated and magically bound itself to the woman. Stepping back he continued to watch her, "You said..." he shook his head as he sat down in the corner of a shadow, still watching her sleep, "You said... you wanted what I offered... you said..." he spoke softly but still out loud. setting his hand out, palm up, he started to raise it as he called to her, "Rise..." he commanded, "Come to me... Come... Play my game..." the sinister grin cut the shadows like a knife as his eyes pierced through them to her. "Come...." he whispered into her mind.
The god of sin was obsessed and regardless of what any mortal or god thought or said, he wanted the woman who said she was his. She had come to him, played his game, made him believe that she wanted what he offered only to stand him up without any notice or word. He would not have any of that, none...
Slowly the god walked through the shadows pacing back and forth around her bed, watching her sleep, thinking of what to do. In his hand he had a device created by the mortals, something that he would even fall subject to if someone placed it upon him. The ring was created by mister helviath under blue rose commission and Dametrius' order backed by Brightblood's financing. The ring controlled Celestials and could not be taken off except by the creator or the enslaver. Twirling the ring in his fingers he spun it around as he paced, thinking... was the possible punishment worth it? "yes..." he finally said to himself as he knelt down and grabbed her hand gently, almost like a lover not wanting to wake their partner, slowly he slid the ring onto her finger until it activated and magically bound itself to the woman. Stepping back he continued to watch her, "You said..." he shook his head as he sat down in the corner of a shadow, still watching her sleep, "You said... you wanted what I offered... you said..." he spoke softly but still out loud. setting his hand out, palm up, he started to raise it as he called to her, "Rise..." he commanded, "Come to me... Come... Play my game..." the sinister grin cut the shadows like a knife as his eyes pierced through them to her. "Come...." he whispered into her mind.