92 Hunger (1/2)
[In the pocket world within the mote of light]
”Greetings, young demo--What??? What is a human doing here?!! HOW DARE YOU!!! INTRUDER!!! DIE!!!”
Disoriented by the entry into the soul world of the memory core, Lars' head was spinning as he heard the furious voice roaring at him - then Lars' eyes bulged as he saw a flaming sword descend straight towards his spirit body!
All he could see in his eyes was that one magnificent blade strike, all he could see was the furious scowling expression of the wielder of the sword!
'LARSSSSS!!!!!' Kizorik whose mental state was already reeling and dizzy from the translocation also hollered at the top of its lungs and screamed out to the boy!
At that moment, the entirety of the youth's vision was captured by the mighty and weighty sword strike, blazing with orange and red tongues of fire as it soared towards his face...! He craned his neck madly, in a desperate struggle to avoid it - but it was already too late! The moment he began to even try to move, the blade had already arrived!!!
And the 1 millimetre long sword singed the tip of his nose, causing Lars to yelp in pain!!!
”OUCH DAMMIT! MY NOSE!!! MY BEAUTIFUL NOSE!!!!”
Enraged at his perfect complexion being marred by the little wisp of fire held by the mini-sized demon, Lars slapped out with a backhanded hit and sent the little fairy flying in the illusory world!
”AHHHHHH!!! EVIL HUMAN!!!!” The bug sized demon twirled through the air and slammed into the soft, fluffy grey-cloud walls, then fell like a swatted insect to the floor, twitching every now and then in shock! His purple hair was messed up like crazy, spreading over the ground around him like a snow angel!
'LARRSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!! DON'T!!!!! Oh, no, you already did it... Oh no, oh no, oh no...' Kizorik's teeth chattered frantically and shivered in distress.
'What? What's wrong, buddy? Oh my nose...' Lars spoke as he channeled his healing and mana to restore his skin. He calmed down slowly as his flawless nose was restored, then frowned as Kizorik hurried over to the fairy's side to help him up.
”Wooo... Woooo... You... You wretched human... Wooo... I, Velzash will never forgive you... Wooo... Wooo...” The beautiful male fairy-like demon emitted piteous sobbing sounds as he covered his face with his hands and cried. Kizorik trembled slightly and comforted him, bringing out a tube of paste from who knows where to apply on the tiny demon's bruised body!
Lars looked on silently, not sure what to think of the situation. So he took the chance to observe his surroundings.
Then he realised he didn't have to - the mental world he had been sucked into upon touching the wisp of flame within him was bare and small, perhaps merely 50 square metres in area and completely grey. There was no sky; instead, they were surrounded on all sides by the cloudy, slightly soft grey substance that reminded him of rough unprocessed cotton before the material was bleached.
'Kiddo... Psst... Here's a tip... RESPECT THIS LITTLE DEMON!!! DON'T ANTAGONISE HIM!!! IT'LL DO YOU HELLA LOT OF GOOD, OKAY???!!' Kizorik ”whispered” through their mental link, causing Lars to flinch in discomfort at the shouted words.
'Hey man... You don't have to be so rude about it... He's the one who poked my nose with that match-stick earlier... And who is he, anyway? Some kind of bigshot?' Lars rubbed his nose resentfully at being reprimanded by the penguin - though the skin was now healed, it was still slightly off-colour when compared to the rest of his face. It might even take days to be back to normal, entire long days when he would have to live with his marred appearance!
'Sigh, kiddo... Yup, you'd definitely be entirely okay if someday a demon waltzed its way into an inheritance you've prepared specifically for your descendants... I'm sure you'd be 100% A-OK without a care at all and just directly hand over everything you know, yup! WHAT A LOAD OF BULLCRAP!!! OF COURSE HE WAS MAD!!!' Kizorik was still showing a compassionate and gentle face as he succoured the no longer sobbing Velzash who was now seated against the cloudy walls. Every now and then, the fairy-demon would shoot fearful but also angry glances at Lars, making him feel like the male demon was, well... A bit too sensitive...
'He was just bruised, right? I didn't use my full power... And yeah yeah, I understand, I'm the intruder in here, I'll apologise. Does he like candies...? Or sweets...? Or a kitty treat...? What should I use to--'
'WHAT DO YOU THINK HE IS, A BABY??? A PET??? YOU IDIOT YOU--Oh...' Kizorik clammed up and shut up when he saw Velzash acting tsun-tsun as he refused to look at Lars but greedily grabbed the lollipop Lars offered him and then began licking at the candy that was almost as big as himself!
”Hmmph!! Don't think I've forgiven you *LICK LICK* so easily!” The exquisitely perfectly handsome fairy-demon fluttered his translucent wings and angrily continued to attack the lollipop in his hands.
'...Maybe he has a sweet tooth. Alright, lemme tell you, this guy is a real big deal in the universe! He's still alive nowadays, so make sure you don't piss him off or his real body might just decide to delete us from the universe along with the entire planet!'
'....And kiddo...?'
'Why do you carry lollipops along with you...? Are you really, seriously, truly a PAEDO???'
'No! C'mon, that's just, it's just something I picked up from the market today, when-- Well, I was planning to drop by one of the kid's homes today, one of those that I'd saved and I thought... I'M NOT A PAEDO OKAY??? Let's get back to the point - Who. Is. That. Bug-sized. Demon??!'
Lars finally lost his temper as Kizorik kept wasting his precious time. He was sleepy by now and hoped to get things settled quickly. And... He was hungry. Ravenous!
'Natural Disaster Velzash, one of the few demons of the ancient generation who is still alive until now! Previously I wouldn't have known this but from what I understand from that Demon-Hunter Marzinus, the ancient generation should mean those demons who were around when the Wyrm at the End of the Far corrupted the entire race...'
'To keep it short, Velzash is called such because, every planet he goes to will be wiped out... The land and the planet will remain pretty much untouched, but his passing means only one thing for the dwellers of those wordsl: Unconditional Death!'
'As for what his powers are or how he does it... You'll have to ask him... But as far as I know, his powers have to do with Devouring...'
'Like yours...? You're supposed to be the Devouring Demon God, right...?'
'...Yeah, but I haven't unlocked my powers yet! I'll need at least 500,000 Abyss Points (AP) more until I can emerge in the real world and use any of my powers!'
Hearing that, Lars thought about how to apologise to this Natural Disaster Velzash and explain himself for swatting his earlier. But he also thought about whether the AP that Kizorik received would even be saved up and used for anything other than gambling on slots or Gaccha games...
So Lars kneeled down and leaned closer to the sulking bug-sized demon and delivered his carefully crafted, meticulously prepared apology speech.
”Erm... Sorry for hitting you.”
”Hmmpph!!! The vengeance of I, Velzash, endures for as long as the sun, moon and stars of the Heart of the Cosmos prevail! I shall never forget your impudence! I know! You just want to butter me up until I'll hand over the inheritance to you, right!? Don't bother! It's impossible, way way way impossible!”
But unexpectedly, the demon's mood suddenly turned mellow as his eyelids drooped and he sighed then spoke again.
”Sigh... Not that it's useful anyway... My inheritance is worthless, just a load of crap no one wants.....” But just as suddenly as he began to look down and sad, he shot a fierce glance at Lars out of the corner his eye and glared at him, adding, ”...Even then, don't hope to get any of it! It's impossible for you, stinky human!!”
Lars, as always, sniffed himself to make sure there were no unusual odours, then realised that this was a spirit body; it was impossible for him to smell!
Then he sighed in disappointment, before producing a box jam packed with candies, chocolates, sweets and more lollipops!
Which he found strange, how did it work? For him to bring in physical items to the real world, perhaps this wasn't just a normal mental world...
He cast those thoughts to the back of his mind as the angry gaze from Velzash turned into one of undisguised longing! His narrowed eyes changed from thin, beady slits to large round almonds in two breaths, burning with desire! Pure, unadulterated desire!