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*After another successful dance battle
Belphie looks at Y/O with a hint of mischief.
Belphie: You know Y/o after all that drama discovering your super hunter heritage....
Bel looks worried: belphie no...
Belphie :.... it surprises me that you still need our help to win these battles, I wonder if such an inheritance is not all they say after all.
Y/o ignores him: ......
S/o walks to the dance floor* Leads the Dance without losing the rhythm and still scores all the bonuses and special moves* and even breaks the record for the best dance done* (record done by Barbatos).
S/o ends the battle, your enemies are dead on the ground and walk past Belphie towards the door, look out of the side of your eyes and wipe the invisible dust off your shoulder before continuing walking and leaving the room*.
Belphie: ......
The undateables(-Barbatos): .....
The brothers: .....
Barbatos displaying an aura of smugness*
MC: Just so you know S/o was champion 12 times in a row in international dance competitions.
Gym.
Mc: you know Y/o I'm glad you're accompanying Beel at the gym!
Mc: with so much going on I feel like I'm neglecting him a little bit.
S/o stares at Mc*
Mc scratches the back of his head shyly: err... although he is not a fan of working out and such....
Mc waves his hands trying to appease his friend: It's not for nothing! it's just that Beel can be pretty intense.
Mc: Anyway I'm glad you decided to be his friend.
Y/o crosses her arms leaning against the wall in a typical pose*
Yes, I am
S/o speaks casually: you can come if you want
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At the gym*
Beel sweaty in a workout outfit doing barbell squats.*
S/o slightly sweaty sipping the water with eyes half closed, strategically close to the Leg Extension machine that is behind the ignorant demon, watching the delicious lunch from under the eyelashes*.
MC looking at S/o with heavy eyes realizing the real reason her friend approached the gluttony avatar.
MC communicating telepathically/with a bitch look at S/o: seriously?
S/o feeling the look, look at mc and reply in the same can: You can't judge
My Belmort's Appearance
I made a quick drawing of my character S/o's face
Raquel Dismount (aka Belmort).
The game
* Angels presentation scenario. Lukeš :........I am NOT a chihuahua i'm an angel!
S/O looks at the little boy and says in a monotone :....chibi-chan
Mc mentally facepalm*
Men:...
Lukeš¤ : I'm not a chibi!
S/o teases, still in a monotone:...Small and cute, chibi-chan
Luke: stop it I'm not a chibi! I'm older than you
S/o stares :.....
S/o: I'll stop this if you answer my question
Luke:?!
MC:!
S/o: if you answer correctly I'll stop calling him chibi, instead I'll call him luke-san...
MC:!!
S/o: but if you make a mistake, I'll keep calling you chibi and you'll have to call me One-san.
Simeon: lu-
Luke: done
Y/o: It's a deal then....
Y/o: what is the result of the combination of 2 numbers of 2?
men: .....
Luke š”: What kind of question is that! I look like a child to you!! of course 2+2 = 4!
Y/o: wrong...
Luke:!!
Y/o: I never hinted that the question was a math question....
Luke:!!!
Diavolo: But s/o..vc asked the result of the combination of 2 numbers of 2.
Y/o: yes ..... but I never asked the sum of 2 numbers of 2 but their combination.
Y/o:...Luke you got the question wrong and now you have to buy it with a combination...
Luke: That's cheating! You can't do that!...
Luke: I refuse to do that!.
Y/O: I thought the angels kept their promise......
Y/o: looks like I'm wrong.....
Luke: we buy when we are not deceived-...
Simeon: now...now luke, a promise is a promise we can't go against our word.
Mc sighs* : Y/o he's already spent 1 attempts and if I remember well, two more, how much time does he have to answer before he loses?
Y/o: 3 weeks.
Luke: Wait, do you have any other chances?
MC: you agreed before even asking about the rules of the game.
Lucifer: game?
Mc:Y/o holds a question and answer game from time to time with 3 fixed rules....
Mc: each party must follow these rules, and act in accordance with the commitment provided...
Diavolo: Sounds like fun....
Mc: Not so much, it's common for her to actually do that....
Mc: she doesn't play/challenge anyone if she's not absolutely sure that the result is according to what she intends...
Mc: ....you should have paid attention in the context of the luke question...
Diavolo gets excited :seriously?! I would like to play....
and keeps looking in the direction of S/o:.... this game then S/o ??....
Empty space*
Luke: where's S/O?
Barbatos: I think it went to class as the bell is about to start
With these words the bell rings*
Raquel Belmort Eyes
Eyes of my s/o
Raquel Dismount (aka Belmort).
Want to know more about my lonely? between here
The invitation
S/o stares at Satan with poke face*
Satan looks back with a smile*
S/o him stares, looking into his eyes *
Sat Widens smile*
Mc finds the two staring at each other in the middle of the hallway*
Mc: ok what is happening with you guys?
S/o in a monotone: It's nothing
Sat in a gentle tone: Yes mc we are just entering an understanding.
S/o: yeah, there's nothing to worry about.
-----Earlier -----
Sat: I know it was you
S/o raises his eyebrow*: oh could you clarify?
Sat smiles: I know it was you who made those pranks.
S/o responds in a neutral tone: do you have any evidence to prove this accusation?
Sat: you are never where you should be and you always have an excuse when asked...
Sat: I also know that you have a powerful ally...
S/o:...
Sat: Your abilities interest me, and may well be used for the greater good...
S/o:...
Sat:...what I mean is that I want to use them for a purpose, something great that no one else has ever participated in...
Sat:...Rejoice that you among all of your race have the honor of being invited to this society...
Sat:...where few are chosen to participate.
S/o has tic in the eye * stares at Sat
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Sat: I'll leave you to your thoughts S/O, so please think very carefully about my invitation
walks by her and pats her shoulder*
Mc looks at this interaction*
Mc looks back at her friend with the look of someone who wants answers and nothing will stop screens*.
S/O Sighs, pinching the curve of her nose, anticipating a major headache.-
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league meeting
It's not mc but that's ok... . ===============================
After hearing the lust avatar's words everyone looked at S/o expectantly.
Out of the corner of his eye S/o could see the small lapse of fins as he momentarily stopped pouring the tea.
it's the slight burning in her throat S/o knew the portion wouldn't give her the choice to remain silent.
She should have known, Y/O scolded herself. She was being indulgent with how quiet it had been the last few days she should have realized it was only a matter of time before something happened, and how Devildom always had foods that had some kind of weird effect.
But a reason not to let your goddamn guard down!
Asmo's eyes lit up, her face was that of a cat that had taken cream
Asmo:"Come on Y/O! don't tell me you don't want to talk cuz you have some embarrassing secret-so you don't want anyone to find out?"
Her eyes twitched and her temple vein became more prominent, if she could kill with her unleavened eyes she would be more than dead right now.
S / o's stubbornness asserted itself, her pride wouldn't allow her to play this little game she was a Belmont damn her ancestors faced worse situations than that!
With a cold gaze igniting the fire in her veins, she looked directly at the avatar of lust.
If she had looked more to the side she would have seen the mc's horrified look and how pale she had become.
Mc knew S/o and knew how stubborn she was.
Mc: wait asm
Y/o: I have nothing to declare, what I think and feel is none of your business however as you graciously asked I will say once and for all, TAKE CHARGE OF YOUR LIFE.
Shortly after that she breaks the portion bottle in her own temple and falls unconscious.
At that moment the dog interrupts in the house of lamentation.
From that day forward all portions of the truth were banished and anyone who dared to bring this before humans would suffer the wrath of 3 super protective demons.
In addition, Asmo was grounded for 1 week without contact on social networks
MC! Monday Prompt #4
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MC accidentally drinks a truth potion around everyone. Seeing the opportunity, Asmodeus asks MC what they think about each and everyone one of them. What does MC say?
āWho did this to you?ā
S/o could only hear the background noises, but she could recognize those footsteps even from miles away.
When approaching the spot They see her lying on the floor, she can barely distinguish shapes and colors, she knew him whether or not she could see she knew they were angry, and when they crouch to approach her, S/o can't help but to shrink.
They say nothing until one of her hands caresses her right cheek, and now they have his blood on her fingers.
??: "Who dared to touch you?" They ask, but tiredness was slowly pulling her into her clutches.
'this is bad' though S/o knowing that if he passed out now there would be a great risk of never waking up again.
They look crazy like they wouldn't have done the same to her if given the chance.
??: "WHO?!"
She couldn't speak, her jaw was broken and her swollen tongue wouldn't allow it, so she just giggles softly, a bold, painful movement, the taste of iron running down her throat and faintly aware of the scarlet liquid running down her lips, it hurts. so much so that she wanted nothing more than to close her beautiful eyes and let herself be carried away by the temptation of the unconscious.
They seem to understand and look up, looking straight at the source of her pain, the ones who would gladly hurt her in the name of their god.
That person directly in his eyes and with all hatred spoke the following words
??: "I hope you're satisfied with your choice because now you're dead."
The choreography
That day in the Elder's office*
Luci: "S/o I've been talking to Mc and the others and we've come to a consensus..."
Luci: "We know that the exchange program aims to share knowledge and culture, aiming to create bonds of friendship between the species of the 3 kingdoms...'
Luci: ''....and I applaud your strength and determination to fulfill these requirements by creating bonds with demons outside our family..."
Luci:...however, we fear that these bonds can be used and that those who made them may have an ill-advised intention.
Luci:" That's why we kindly ask that you avoid contacting them constantly until we can understand their true goals."
Luci: "Understand..."
S/o with a blank stare*: "Yes''
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Later in the house of mourning during a student council meeting, which S/o didn't attend thanks to the stars.
S/o had a video conversation with a mysterious person...
??: "So they forbade you to contact her?"
S/o :"Yes, I am"
?? *sighs:" How disappointing, just now that I managed to learn these moves."
S/o: "I already knew that this could happen, the members of this house are very territorial with theirs, in addition to their history with my ancestors it was clear that they were... uncomfortable."
S/o: "...that's why I took steps so that we can make that deal"
??: "Oh?"
S/o: "...I got the clothes and sent you your part this morning"
??: "So that's what was delivered?... I understand you and a well-prepared person, right?"
S/o: "yes, go get dressed so we can do this soon"
??Laughs*: "We are not prey, it seems that it is very anxious for that."
S/o Completely ignores it*:" The faster we do it, the faster I can regain my pride.''
*after dressing s/o put her DDD on a stand, dressed in twenties mafia outfits both sang and danced to Michael Jackson's Beat It.
The only witnesses were the ghosts and some little Ds who by oath could not tell anyone about that incident*
But later in a certain chat...
Yāallā
The silent guardian
In the dim light of eternal night, sitting in his armchair in front of one of the windows in one of the chambers of his father's palace, warming himself by the flames of the fireplace, savoring the sweet and exquisite taste of the demonic wine in his crystal goblet, The dark coloring of his robust, glazed form contrasted with the soft touch of the white silk that dressed his hands, protecting him and keeping them smooth and slender as someone of his rank should have. His eyes shining like gold, one of the few indications that presented his true nature, are unfocused, contemplative, trapped in memories of a past that is rarely remembered. The memories of those glorious and painful days, the pain, the betrayal, the friendships and camaraderie followed by loss and separation. For a fleeting moment, the figure lets himself be attracted by the sweet melody of melancholy, letting himself be lightly touched in the water of the small, calm lagoon where these memories are found, an illusory and misleading image that tries to lure fools into its interior. cold, chaotic depth, before abruptly withdrawing from them. Diverting the beautiful orbs, the figure forces himself to remain in the present, apatheticly watching the dance of the beautiful flames of his fireplace, resisting the whispers of his music. bringing the sweet drink to his lips, the figure allows himself to taste the slight pain caused by the descent, slightly poisoned by the amber liquid made by the fall. Allowing himself to be carried away by the slight drowsiness that this brought, he soon remembered again the reason for his now state of contemplation. Oh, how he knew there were a thousand reasons not to act like this, that sooner or later he would have to deal with the consequences of tonight's actions, but at the present moment he had neither the strength nor the reason to care about them. But it had been decades since he'd last smelled that, since he'd seen that fire, years since he'd allowed himself even the tiniest glimpse of the lineage he'd always cherished. The lineage of your friends, your companions, your comrades, your clan. He knew that sooner or later he would have to interact with them, he knew that from the moment this descendant set foot in this realm, the descent would be marked and with that his self-induced mission would begin again. As much as he supported his prince's wish, as much as he agreed with his dream of unifying the kingdoms, he was not so foolish as to believe that it would be easy. He knew from Demetrios' experience of forcing someone to follow his orders, how easy it was for your people to turn against you, that power was not the same as invulnerability or even humility. Even the Lord and his brothers showed no support for his majesty's dream, worst of all they knew what humans were capable ofā¦ Demons were powerful, their culture and hierarchical structure were centered on that, being traditionalists the species as a whole would never see a human as their equal, as humans, however weak they were, were pesticides, extremely creative and adaptive. The human race had an angel's capacity for empathy and compassion, but a demon's capacity to harm apathetic and selfish beings thrived in chaos as long as he employed order. Letting out a sigh, the noble in a barbaric act down the entire glass at once before filling it again. From experience he knew that the descendant's presence was a warning, a warning of a future danger, however, he didn't know the type.. a possible revolt perhaps? a revelation of some dark secret that could lead to a major war? or even the return of ancient mystical forces that wish to destroy the realms and reap all life? He didn't knowā¦ but what he did know was that no matter what the difficulty, they wouldn't be aloneā¦ "After all, even after so many yearsā¦" observes the mysterious figure while lightly swirling the liquid. "ā¦ I never forgot you, my friend".
Lullaby of Shadows: The Belmont LegacyIn
In the deep shadows, where the moon weaves its light, A path unfolds, a tapestry of ancient delight. Follow the whispering wind through the trees so old, And there, in ancestral mist, the Belmonts' story is told.
Follow the hunter's steps, where his arrow guides, The journey unravels mysteries, where the rising star resides.
The dense forest hums with secrets untold, Its gnarled branches cradle stories of old. Step softly on moss-covered ground, my dear, For it leads to the haven where dreams appear.
At the crossroads of fate, where shadows dance, Dark mysteries whisper, offering a chance. Beneath hidden fog, ancient oaks stand tall, Guarding lost memories, like a comforting shawl.
The ancestral wind sings: āRest, precious soul, Cross the moonlit stream where dreams take their toll.ā And there, among the oaks, you'll find your way, To a sanctuary hidden, where night turns to day.
Where the morning star sets in the eastern sky, At dawn, hope blossoms, and fear says goodbye. In the grand hall, a portrait of Christopher Belmont, His eyes firm, his legacy steadfast and prompt.
He vowed to slay Dracula, the immortal fiend, Avenged by Trevor, bearer of the Morning Star, gleaming.
And since then, the valor of the Belmonts transcends, Their lineage unbroken, their courage never bends.
But beyond the shadows lies a secret portal's door, To Devildom's corridors, where demons adore. They challenge the hunters in a ballet of dark, Yet the Belmonts endure, leaving their mark.
So hush now, my child, as the moonlight shines bright, Through ancestral woods, where mysteries take flight. The forest cradles you, its whispers a gentle tune, As the Belmonts' lullaby carries you to the moon.
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