Sayori x reader

The Blood of Weary Battles

Everything is pitch white. You see a figure, a blurry one, but a figure nonetheless. You can feel the evil reeking off of its body. Your vision comes in to focus, and you are greeted by a short, sweatpants wearing, polo stretching, glasses bearing being, His voice is deep, and relaxing almost.

"So, you are now the last obstacle in my path of universal domination, I've faced many like you before. But this time, You're all out of luck."

"Who, who are you?"

"Why, you know me, or at least you should. I'm Sean. Otherwise known as, the 'Divine One' to my followers."

"So, you're the thing that Stans wouldn't shut up about."

"Yes, He and I have grown quite close over the 36 years I've known him. He was quite exquisite at interpreting the clues I gave him. There was also truth to his claim of being the ultimate blessed. His Divine Power allowed him to melt other blessed's faces and smoke them, absorbing their powers. Which was why he had so many Divine Powers. Usually, the blessed only have one Divine Power. I remember when he overthrew the most powerful blessed called Dio. Say, You worked your way all the way here, you must be filled with questions. I have all your answers, I'll answer them before I kill you. It's the polite thing to do where I come from."

"Why are you cursed from saying the truth?"

"Well, the other beings of superior blood aren't too fond of me, possibly because I was more powerful than them, or maybe cause I was seen as the evil one. I once attempted to rule the Earth, but the other beings of superior blood stopped me and cursed me, chaining me in their dungeon, where I became starved and weak. I became feral, I did. I escaped one night and hid among the humans, as a weak rat creature. But when I was killed, I was too powerful to die just yet, as my spiritual form still remained intact. But anyway, when a being of superior blood's spiritual form is all that remains, your interaction with the physical worlds is limited, because you were not worthy enough to even survive in it. I possessed the closest sentient being near me, and that was Sayori. A perfect target really, she had depression. I manifested my possession as depression and almost got her killed a few times, which would release my physical spirit back into the world. You remember, when you first reunited with her, at the lake. I had almost convinced her to drown herself. But you, hehe. You gave her such intense joy, that you contained her depression. I do apologize if I've been ranting, shall I continue?"

You slowly nod, now even more confused about his powers.

"When a being is asleep, their mind is extremely vulnerable to manipulation, which is why all the terrible nightmares occurred to you. I even still had such a connection through your mind, that I could subtly manipulate the real world, like turning out the lights, and convincing you that you felt another hand in Sayori's hair, and heard footsteps. But aside from that, the girl you met at the movie theater, she doesn't exist. I am all the voices inside your head, I am all the sith. But really, I predicted that you would save Sayori from drowning, so while you were in fear from the movie, your mind was vulnerable, so I whipped up a weak, timid temptress to keep you away from the lake. But your will seemed to be stronger than those I've met previously. You somehow managed to resist her, perhaps your one of them ace folk I've heard about from Hazbin Hotel."

"If you've only been in the spiritual world shortly, how have you been possessing Stans for 36 years?"

"Oh, that wasn't a possession, that was what we call a blessing. Those in desperate need, that opens up their mind to complete control of some other force, can be blessed by a being of superior blood, physical or spiritual. He was one of the last blessed, but I guess I won't be needing a blessed now that I'll soon be in the physical realm."