Emovere

Turn 9: If No One' Created Equal, Does That Not We're All Special?

As Felichs awoke they peered around their room. Sweat began to rapidly drip down their face as they started panting heavily.
"I'm b-b-back in that room...b-b-but why? M-M-My hands...ST-ST-STOP SHAKING DAMN IT! Y-Y-You're not weak. Y-Y-You'll survive...this ti...ti...time..."

Tried as they might to get out of bed, but their breathing grew too heavy causing them to pass out. Their eyes stared blankly at the ceiling as though they were an empty corpse. The scars Felichs suffered began to repeatedly flash through their mind over and over again.
"Wh-where am I...M-My body...I can't move a muscle...oh...that's right...that damn monster attacked me and I lost...again...how will I ever save Mom if I keep on losing...I think she broke every bone in my body too...so why am I still alive? I need to get out of here..."

Though a mighty struggle it was, they were able to slowly open their eyes.
"Oh my love, you look so ravishing. It's always such a wondrous sight to see my beautiful sister-wife act in such an erotic manner."
"I'm pleased to see you're enjoying this, my dear. But how about my hands and yours trade places? Surely this disgusting boy won't mind."
"Sadly, I'll have to decline your offer, my love. After touching that filthy thing your hands won't go anywhere near any part of my body until they've been thoroughly cleaned."
"But brotherrrr? There's no need to be a tease. You know, with how much this is turning you on, one would believe you'd want this more often."
"I-"
"Shhh, you don't have to say another word, fair brother. Instead of killing him, we can simply keep him. That way whenever one of these new urges hits we won't have to go out and capture another."
"Wh-what are you doing...G-Get off of me. Pl-Please stop...I-I-I don't want this...why is this happening to me? I know I haven't been the greatest person, but please, I'll do anything. I'll give the old man his chess pieces back...I'll work off the stuff I stole...hell you can slit my throat for the crimes I've committed, but please...please stop..."
"Oh? Look at him, my love, he's enjoying this."
"Well, of course, he is, who wouldn't be aroused to have sex with a beautiful woman like myself? Matter of fact, honey you should join in. I bet this disgusting animal would love to feel you taking their manhood."

Splat
"I'd never touch something so foul. The filthy vermin looks like it hasn't ever bathed before. Honestly, my love, you should've washed that thing, before fornicating with it."
"I would've but you know how Margred is. Besides he's from Pauper, there's not enough water in the world to be able to clean him.
"M-Mom...pl-pl-please...help me..."
"Did it just speak? I'm shocked. Margred must've taken it easy on you. You should feel honored, boy. You're one of the few who've actually endured Margred's Rattle."
"Ahhhh! I love hearing you beg for mercy. Nobody's coming to save you, you stupid animal, so keep begging. Actually, scream, SCREAM FOR HELP — FOR MERCY— I want to hear you crying for your mother! Imagine the look on her face when she finds out she couldn't answer your pleas. It'll be absolutely marvelous!"

After many, many replays, Felichs slowly awoke once again — this time with a clearer head.
"I-I-It was just a...I-I-I'm not in there...you sick, sick BASTARDS! I'll make y'all regret ever living. I'll make y'all beg for mercy. Just like your sick son was twelve days ago."
"P-P-PLEASE STOP HIM!"
"Twelve days...it's been twelve days since I got a sample size of my revenge."
"FELICHS! YOU MUSTN'T! THIS ISN'T LIKE YOU!"
"My mother's words still ring through my head."
"V! You have to do it! I-I can't stop them — they're too powerful!"
"Stop me? Nobody will ever stop me. I scarred him. I DID IT! I got my hands on him and left a scar that he'll never forget. But it's not over yet — not by a long shot. What he did to me can not be forgiven with a simple punch to the abdomen. No...I want more. I want his life in exchange for trying to offer up mine and once Tournouá starts I'll have it. Then I'll make my way to Mori. You poor bastard. I truly have no issue with you, but I need those eyes. I can't continue to live like this. Always wondering who's going to bring harm to me. I wish you would just give them to me and I bet if you had it your way you would. As for you, you psychotic bitch, if it wasn't for priorities you'd be at the top of this list. Where the hell are you anyway? I was sure you'd show your ugly face. Well, whatever you caused me a great deal of suffering, so if I don't get to you first I hope whoever does, does the job right. But if I do get my hands on you...for everything you did to me, I'll make sure I take my time and enjoy every second of it. Malum...I simply can't stand you and it seems we both need Menos. If it wasn't for that I'd just ignore you. I have to tear apart anybody who stands in my way. I can't allow a single soul, whether important or not, to stand between me and saving Mom — that also goes for you Solis. I honestly don't know what you're after. I can't tell if you want Menos or something else. Once I get those eyes I'll be able to see whether you're friend or foe, then I'll make my decision. You seem to have a good heart, but I've met your type before. The type to smile in your face, but smirk behind your back. I really would love to hear more of your stories so I hope it's not the latter, not again. Then that leaves The Flowers of the Goddess."
"We are seven individuals who plan to take back what was stolen from us hundreds of years ago."
"Honestly I can't tell how dangerous y'all truly are. To stand against y'all seems reckless, but it also looks like y'all are ready to wage war on the entirety of Emovere and if these guys are as powerful as they present themselves then there's no way the leaders of each state don't form some kind of alliance against them. Seven people against potentially thousands? Yeah, that's just as reckless as joining them."