Wii Venture

Running Out Of Time

I sat perched on the throne of platinum just located out the lobby. I feel the smirk on my face grow more and more sinister with every ticking second. One, my face remains still. Two, the ends of my lips turn up. Three, I'm showing a full-blown evil grin. Four, I'm only barely holding back a maniacal laugh. So on, so forth. Just then as I'm on the edge into bursting into tears, one of my servants rudely barge into the room as I only just start scheming. Screaming the name I hate to hear.

"Asmodeus!"
I sigh.
"Your husband has ran off to somewhere, it's been hours!"
I grip the edges of my throne.
I hiss.

"My wife, peasant. I don't care what Emilia says, she's a woman. Her name isn't Milo, she doesn't use pronouns. She's simply delusional." I can't hold it in anymore, and I let out a snort, a tear leaking out my eye. "I want her back, now. I want to stuff my face into her-"

"We know sir...you're the demon of lust after all, the all powerful Asmodeus....the demon of...lust."

"Yes I am the demon of lust. Lustful as can be, a picture perfect frame for all the beautiful women to stare at and marvel at!" I feel my teeth grind against each other as my face twists into a malicious grin. "Just like my darling Emilia~ her curves are so attractive that it makes me excited just to think about them..." I chuckle wiping the drool thats only just started to fall out from between my lips. "So, what do we say, Jerry? Are you going to find my queen or is it the lava for you?" I feel slightly prideful with myself as I see the slightest hint of shaking in his eyes. I love the fear I can create with only just my words.

I get an idea.

"Actually, Jerry...you take the throne while I get Emilia, I want her to see me as I sweep her off her feet effortlessly!" That's the best idea I've had, if I have to be honest with myself. I know how down bad she is for me, it's as if she can't live without me. It's kind of pathetic, but I love how I can control her like she's my little puppet.

Wait.
I sound a bit too much like Lucie here.
I shake my head briefly before stretching and taking off the faux fur cape that my sister said 'marks the loyalties of the throne' I don't care about that. I don't care for loyalties, only power and desire. I wonder out my castle for the first time in months, I remember how Emilia looked at me back then. Fear, now there's none of that.

I kind of hate it.

I look around and eye the lava. I can survive the heat of this place, we demons are adapted to heat. But I can't swim in it, it's alkali lava. Demons of this place are well equipped to swim in acidic lava, but alkaline lava purify our bodies. For the worse.

I hate it.

I wonder off to the outskirts of the castle and trail down the forest as the eerie noises of the bats. I've heard humans can't hear the shrill of a bat. We demons can, but only select few can only communicate with them. The only known demons that can talk with bats is the royal family from the demonic ring of greed. It's an unusual gift for those who only have an endless desire for more.

I really hate it.

I feel like this path goes on forever as I go further and further along. I see the light. I feel my face scrunching as my eyes slowly adapt to the sudden brightness hitting my eyes. My eyes slowly widen until my eyes fully got the hang of the scenery. It was just a bright sphere of light.

I felt my head twitch to the side. What is this thing? I certainly never seen this before, it looks like something that would bring hell to heaven, heaven to hell and vice versa. Before even thinking about it I made contact with this ball of energy and got put into this spacious place. I look down at my hands.

"What the fuck?" I felt a shiver as I stared at this new form of mine.

"What happened to...?"

"Mii? Yeah, yeah." I heard out the corner of the ears I can not feel. Oh god, that voice is familiar. My head swoops around, surprisingly not a full 360 degrees.

It's him... the weird robot that can't shut his mouth...

"You're back..." malice fills the robot's face and I can feel his claws digging into his low-poly palms. "I knew you'd be back for him, but do you really think you'll get him?"

Ugh. This thing.

"I know your game, Vincent. You may have succeeded in making Milo trust you to an unsafe degree, but you won't succeed in keeping him there." His footsteps create miniature vibrations within the floor. "He may not believe me now, but mark my words, I will make him see how bad of a person you are."

I chortled.

"I thought you hated people, why do you care so much for his safety?" I force out some confidence with this remark, if I didn't it would sound faker then a woman with plastic surgery.

The weirdo ranted on about how he 'knows my plan' and other crap. I wasn't listening to a word, I know he doesn't know what I'm planning to do with Emilia when she's back with me and in my possession. I wonder how he's so certain with himself, he's so pathetic compared to me, he may be; taller, more muscular, bigger in general and kind of scary...
Wait. What?

I push this bot out the way as I continued to wonder the way where I assume Emilia to be, but I find nothing...