[ For Asura, that amount of chaos was entirely ordinary. Minor, even. In a way the world was lucky he’d taken such an interest in Wendy. He could have made it so much worse if he hadn’t decided a short period of rest would make his game with her more enjoyable.
It’s not like he cares if the world is destroyed- he’s just as much a twisted sadist elder god as the bunch she’s paid to keep satiated with death and torture. He just likes taking a hands on approach. If those lazy fuckers finally get up to do their own dirty work, he’ll just be involved in the creation of the next world, usually introducing the strangest, scariest stuff- he always works clowns in there.
He stays happily seated, hands behind his head. Acting like a deadbeat boyfriend, but one with the right skills not to get dumped. ]
Isn’t it obvious? I came to see my girl.
[ His voice is, as ever, impossibly and unfairly smooth, his choice of words designed to wake up the beast in her brain he’s put there. Meanwhile his supernatural senses watch her soul to literally see her emotions, from the smallest to the all consuming. ]
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It’s not like he cares if the world is destroyed- he’s just as much a twisted sadist elder god as the bunch she’s paid to keep satiated with death and torture. He just likes taking a hands on approach. If those lazy fuckers finally get up to do their own dirty work, he’ll just be involved in the creation of the next world, usually introducing the strangest, scariest stuff- he always works clowns in there.
He stays happily seated, hands behind his head. Acting like a deadbeat boyfriend, but one with the right skills not to get dumped. ]
Isn’t it obvious? I came to see my girl.
[ His voice is, as ever, impossibly and unfairly smooth, his choice of words designed to wake up the beast in her brain he’s put there. Meanwhile his supernatural senses watch her soul to literally see her emotions, from the smallest to the all consuming. ]