Days of a Wrathful Demoness

Basically_God

Heyo~

Yesterday I was reminded about something I thought I should address - far the most part I won’t go over lore I had already covered in I May Misunderstand the Term ‘Hero’ so certain things may not fully make sense at a first glance. I don’t think it’ll be that bad - mostly just a name or two that you don’t recognise perhaps. Maybe I should use a glossary to instead mention some ‘big names’ that are involved between the stories?

Something to think about!

Anyway, enjoy~♥

Violet was very excited as she stood upon the wooden floor - in nothing but her socks - with a brand new kanabo held leisurely to rest upon her right shoulder. Her left hand gently caresses the metal body of the weapon; her fingers gently caressing each and every ‘spike’ upon the cold metallic body. Though it was a metal one couldn’t recognise she didn’t care about such petty details.

She was happy.

After all this was her very own [Personal Dharma Treasure]; something she had been lacking for a very long time at this point.

It has a simple form that suited her quite well - looping at the base of the handle that would have a green material encasing the handle. This material makes for a soft grip and lets her hands sink in nicely while somehow helping maintain a great grip and preventing it from suddenly flying from her hands when she swung it about. The entire weapon itself had nine faces - something that was true on the ring as well - which Violet could only think was a hint to it’s demonic nature with the 9 sins that create and feed demons.

Wrath, pride, greed, lust, envy, gluttony, sloth, ignorance and knowledge.

Demon gods were above such labels of course but spreading the sins was always a task that needed to be done to ensure the maintenance of the {Demon Realm}. Though, that was a simple task that doesn’t even require anything beyond a {Demon Lord} most of the time - though the {Mortal Realm} often believes {Demon Lords} were the peak of what demon’s could appear only below {Demon Gods} (and herself).

Of course, they were only a rank 3 existence out of 9 ranks in the demon realm though the highest was reserved for only her and {Demons Gods} being rank 8. {Demon Lords} in comparison to human society are those that are in charge of cities and such which is a tiny part of the {Demon Realm} but even those require sacrifice on the level of a city for the humans to summon.

A sacrifice they were often willing to make especially for the truly strong {Demon Lords} who cultivated as well as having their natural advantages.

Truly shows how pathetic the {Mortal Realm} truly is and how conceited they had to be to believe that the Demons wanted to take over their realm… Something that the demons were fine with considering it’s just more [Sin] to feed off! Though unimportant demons - like many {Demon Lords} - don’t understand this and truly believe there is some benefit in taking over other realms that haven’t been specifically designed to let them thrive.

Violet didn’t care - they could succeed by themselves after all.

The Kanabo in Violet’s hands meanwhile was of course ‘spiked’ though how sharp they were was somewhat unimportant. They were just made to make things easier to smash, not necessarily puncture flesh. Columns of spikes were placed in such a fashion that there were none directly beside each other (whether above or below or on the sides) to ensure they were reasonably spaced and not too over the top. As for the top of the weapon - instead of being flat it would have a short nonagon based pyramid making a small spike on the top for more bone crunching thrust action.

The material it was made off was of course metal and heavier than a grown man. The metal itself was a dark violet (almost blakc) with a white gleam making it appear very beautiful. And although it wasn’t too big at current - still taller than herself - it would continue to grow along with her.

That’s what it meant to have a [Personal Dharma Treasure].

A treasure that was created from and grows with its owner - automatically becoming soulbound and coming in many forms. Truly it may not even be a weapon and there were also other things considered [Dharma Treasures] such as [Flame Spirits], [Dragon Scales] and [Spirit Vessels].

The only true definition for a [Dharma Treasure] is ‘a treasure of at least sky rank that suddenly comes into existence’ and [Natural Dharma Treasures] were treasures that come from the bounty of nature. [Bloodline Dharma Treasures] are things that come inherent to a species and some even have enough to have just their existence to be claimed as a [Dharma Treasure] - though those tend to be the ancient bloodlines like the [Oni], [Phoenix] and of course [Dragons].

Of course, those types of treasures were mostly used and thus decided upon by the {Mortal Races}. The very same races who seemed to have an obsession with carving up every other race (and sometimes themselves) to make into pills and weapons.

“Now, let’s see what that new toy of yours can do!” <Ebony>

Across from the Violet who was fawning on her ‘new toy’ was Ebony who had a far simpler designed Kanabo - holding it in her right hand with the base resting on the floor. An excited smile on her face - excited at the chance to fight her daughter (although they constantly did so over the years). She didn’t even wait for Violet to make a move as you would expect the more experienced individual to do - instead she erupted off the floor and swung the club towards the side of Violet’s knee.

Violet wouldn’t be too used to being the one lacking in strength and it had been eons since she’d used a weapon but she wasn’t a genius in war for nothing!

Knowing she couldn’t take Ebony head on in a competition of strength she concluded she didn’t need to. Shifting her weight backwards to her own right - allowing her to have her right shoulder pointing towards her Mommy - she quickly brought down her club with all her power to meet Ebony’s own club. Not to overpower but redirect it into the ground rather than her legs.