Tensura Alteration: The Accursed One

Teaparty

Manus and the demoness Blanc sat still around the very same table they had their big agreement around.

It was quite a spectacle for the demons of the white lineage to see their progenitor, let alone get a glimpse of her meetings with anyone, which is what was happening now.

The demons gathered round in an audience, although it was the same balcony, its shape had changed, such are the properties of the Underworld.

Manus started off the meeting with the usual small talk these two have, that talk being the exchanging of information about both of their worlds.

-"So, Lady Blanc, last time we spoke, it was of the progenitor of yellow, Jaune, now, who will you tell me of?"

An elegantly refined response from the other party, Blanc, was issued to Manus' question.

-"Hm, I suppose it's time for the particularly important ones.

Very well, I will tell you of the secretive progenitor, the progenitor of black, Noir.

He is a creature that spreads utmost confusion amongst us progenitors.

Even I, who is one for knowledge and wisdom, could not figure out his intentions."

Manus raised an eyebrow at her words, if such a being existed, Manus had to meet them sooner or later.

Blanc continued, her tone had seemingly attained a hint of frustration as she spoke more of Noir.

"He always babbles on and on about the truth of the world. But he never explains his motives."

Her frustration was growing more and more apparent.

Manus was quite amused, not because Blanc was becoming angry, but because this "Noir" Primordial was intriguing him to the extreme.

"...Ahem..
Anyhow.
Noir is strong, freakishly so.
Even though he refuses to chase after higher power, a higher existence, he remained the only equal to the then here Red Progenitor, Rouge."

Manus was slowly learning more and more of this land, and soon enough, when Faraam returns, he will have more to learn.

He was a man of knowledge, as were the humans of his time.

"You need to know one thing."

The demonessess tone suddenly switched up to a serious yet composed one.

"I was, am and will offer hospitality to you and your companion whenever, but, the others might not be as generous.

The only one that might be remotely intrigued by you would be Noir, and even then, I am not sure.

Do not risk death, for you bring me too much enjoyment and benefit."

She announced her intentions, though Manus wasn't surprised.

He knew that nothing came free, afterall, the same "Risk of Death" was what he wrought upon his old world because people took that very same risk.

Pausing her speech, Manus finally decided to speak after a long session of listening.

-"Trust me to my word when I say that I have no plan of dying anytime soon, however..

That does not mean I will not chase after my goals.

You sort of underestimate our power, Lady Blanc."

Manus spoke with confidence, filled with conviction.

"I've survived my own share of death risks, many of them, even an apocalypse situation at one point.

And he..