Sweet Dreams(Desire Demon Quest)

"A desire demon..?" The thought, the concept spread around her mind, for a moment, she came to think about her desires, her fears, and with those thoughts, she did not mind joining the adventure. Missions relating specifications of extermination were simple to her, encouraged and educated on murderous counterinsurgency, accustomed to taking a life, no matter the innocence or sinfulness. These warped concepts were not from distorted perception, but the lack of understanding, the feeling needed to see the importance of life, uniqueness, and significance, being a Phoenix did not mean she had this innate nature, but she was not too far gone. The accursed hatred, the emptiness within her body, could not sway or manipulate her entirely, even without proper guidance and individual emotions, she knew something. The consuming nothingness within her frame desired to devour the world, yearning to be something by swallowing everything, but her desire was nothing more than to meet the entity within her accursed figure, the existence suffocating her silently, and try as she might, it teased and sung within the darkness of her being, her soul.

So, she signed up. "Could it see what I can't?" The thought was dangerous, sleeping dormant deep within her, could it be hiding away as she kept herself lost, but this desire demon, could it see within this? If she allowed her, what would shine through, this accursed entity or her, but hell, could she control it if it did, and not her? Those memories from the past, they were so blurry and unorganized, the distorted voices and suspicious faces, but they were so significant, it said as it frequently taunted her about it.

"Excuse me," Dancing with the gentle breeze, tickling and kissing at cheeks with each pass, the beautiful and sweet vocals called out in an inquiry. "Sir, Ozaki, right?" Head canting a slight with deep blue hues to stare, rattling inaudible metals, the light-armor clung to a petite frame allowed the female to remain quiet and silent until she questioned. To her frame, the light armor, she held a basic sword, that could get the job done.

"I am Aethon, a pleasure to meet you." As sweet as the Songbird was, she was quite formal, almost stiff, "I shall be accompanying you."

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Raising, the flesh around of her mouth curled to a smile as her arm rose and with a gentle metallic touch, she shook his hand with carefulness. Attempting to appear more pleasant to what seemed to be nervousness on his part, "I see." she spoke without being disturbed at all, and admitting he was a vampire, he made her job a bit more complicated, albeit indirectly. Despite it, she did not reflect the additional challenge. "As disconcerting as this may sound, I am a hybrid between Thunderbird and Phoenix," she admitted releasing his hand from their greeting shake. "However, I will reframe from using these innate abilities in favor of your sake." Reassuringly, she spoke while stepping around him to begin their adventure.

Internally, nothing changed to her and long ago, she adapted to not using her hybrid form, due to the sheer size and damage she'd rain down, and to a vampire, she'd be like a sun. If he didn't turn into ashes by the light from her blazing brilliance, he'd be smothered by the lightning, if not worse. In other regards, vampires didn't regularly get accepted publicly, not just due to their diet or curse of the sun, but how the world perceived them as evil. As curious the subject seemed, she did not ask him about his communal experiences as a vampire. In another thought, she wondered about his desire.

Through some of her advancement, she did find herself stepping and turning to "Sir Ozaki. Do you know the specific direction?" She questioned, not minding if she let the way, or if he did, so long as she knew where she was going.

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